Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 619

Blooming in the wilderness

It starts here.

Nine times out of ten, you will have to challenge the impossible.

Ju Gwang-shin seemed to have figured out what Jeong Yeon-shin was trying to do. He suddenly slammed both of his arms into the cliff and freed himself from his junior’s back.

Kugu Palace―

While the vast cliffs shook slightly.

The old beggar spoke in a rough voice.

“At first, it was nothing special. When I was young, a stray dog that I had grown attached to almost got eaten by other beggars. It was also a method to get food faster than the beggars next to me. So remember. When you run, your thoughts should be simple. There should be no distracting thoughts…”

It’s something special.

Originally, it was said that a simple yet effective recipe like this was the most precious.

Anyone who is a true master can twist their true energy into an endless spiral, but the overwhelming explosive power contained in that form is something only Jukwang Shingae is permitted to do.

Life was different, and the question of ideology was big.

“Anyway, things changed a little later. It was after I met your maternal grandfather. I took that fortune teller’s mind and thought this poor beggar’s nerves were like a bear’s tricks… I thought I had to be faster than him so that my clothes wouldn’t burst. That’s how it was. I didn’t have a chance to compare them until Maga fell.”

Jeong Yeon-shin absorbed all the stories like water. She deeply sympathized with them in her head and devoured the lives she had never experienced with her heart.

It’s not because of your talents.

It was possible because I had a short lifespan.

And the lament of the old beggar’s fate was an idea that fit the extreme speed of the operation of true energy. The life of Ju Gwang-singae can be said to be the proof.

The fastest man in the world.

Noh Kang-ho, who had nothing, had his arms planted on a wall much higher than Jeong Yeon-shin. He looked like he had an extraordinary sense of humor. It also meant that he was done talking.

‘Ten… nine… .’

The time left for the invincible, empty formation of Socheon to gather enough energy.

Jeongyeonshin began to count the numbers in her mind, feeling the vast black island beyond the worn-out mirror-like wilderness.

In front of the castle gate, the roar of Mungok was loud like a lion’s roar. The momentum of the Goyo Castle Swordsman, the swordsman of the Yojok tribe who created a tidal wave with his sword strikes that lasted dozens of chapters, could also be felt.

Great King Vazra plays with the blue lightning net with the three black ones, and the Lava Lord continuously creates earthquake-like shockwaves to prevent the Heavenly Extreme Lord from retrieving his sword.

A sight of lightning streaks and translucent heat billowing in all directions.

There is only a dull vibration and loud noise.

There’s more.

The martial arts forces guarding every corner of Heukdo, the great warriors leading them, and even the northern kings who completely blocked the Heukdo Palace with its front stone wall destroyed.

The battle horse of the northern province let out a loud roar, and the sword of the salty moon struck the palace like a window.

The King of Law had two different colored hand skills in each hand, and Emperor Noban and Aishin Gaola Heukhwan were just standing still, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Tusin, Namje, and Socheonmujeok were hidden between them and could not be seen. Naturally, they would be closest to the ivory altar.

It was a natural fortress that did not allow anyone to break through. It was also a power of a country that rivaled the Ming Dynasty.

-Right! Move your formation to the right!

―There are guys with strong defenses. Shingeomdan Mugeukjeon…! Cavalry troops, come this way!

―Goyo Seonggeomju and Bazra, move based on the central road. Even if the Black Swords of the Shingeomdan rush in like this, you must defend the center of the capital. If you want, you can deflect the enemies with your fists.

The sounds of thunder raining down from afar. Not only the powerful men of the Black Sword Martial Arts Army, but even the Six-Way Star Army Mungok did not spare their opinions.

I feel it.

Each of them was cleverly blocking Jeongyeonshin’s path.

Now, all beings are aware of the new sword master and are clearly on guard. It is a capital city of the Demon Realm where there is no one who is not a master.

‘Three, two.’

Jeongyeonshin silently counted the number of seconds left until the ivory altar seen earlier was supplied with sufficient energy.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

The events that happened in the Demon Realm seem so distant. It seems like everything happened for this moment.

After counting to one, he slowly moved his lips.

[Open the passage.]

Although the entire Black Sword Sect was on guard against the new sword master, there were those who were always focused on Jeongyeonshin. The new sword sect divided into three groups, upper, middle, and lower, and the black robed great masters.

Respond immediately.

The Singeom Il-dan (神劍一團) was first. They got closest to the Heukdo Palace, then suddenly turned to the side and destroyed the formation of the cavalry force that included several great warriors.

Kururung―

It can be heard clearly from afar. It is a loud noise like thunder engulfed in dark clouds.

The light sword was used as a driving force to change direction and as a launching sword. All of them were surrounded by a faint white light, and the same was true for the Divine Sword Group II and Divine Sword Group III.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

As he pierces through the front lines of the Black Sword High-ranking Officials, he also cuts through the other martial arts forces from the rear.

As shards of white lightning and pieces of iron were flying in all directions, the northern kings in various parts of the city were simultaneously pushed or bounced in different directions.

Moon Valley and Goyo Castle Swordsman are to the right and left of the central gate, and the Great King Bazra, known for his lightning-quick maneuvers, is to the eastern lake inside the black island.

This is what happened as soon as the black masters’ mad swordsmanship was triggered by twenty layers. Was it because of the Jeonggadonggong? A whitish halo naturally appeared on each of their unique martial arts skills.

Meanwhile, the body of the lava lord was divided into three parts and was located above a well in the city center.

The head, body, and lower body were floating independently in the gap of the space where the two lines were distorted. Before he knew it, the blind man in the hat was running his fingertips down his sword next to him.

“… … .”

The Shingeomdan opened the black sword.

Literally just for a moment. Obviously, it was just the time for breastfeeding. But for Jeongyeonshin, there was no straight line trajectory wider than that.

He just disappeared from the scene.

Hwaaaa …

The next moment, his afterimage overlapped the dozen-mile-long road that stretched to the Black Palace. At the same time, the cliff he had stepped off of was swept away by a circular shock wave and shattered into pieces.

The body of the thrown Jeongyeonshin was hit by a landslide.

Fly endlessly, folding space in a single leap.

In an instant, the giant Moon-gok reacted like a ghost and jumped towards Jeong Yeon-shin’s ankle with a bang, but before he knew it, a famous swordsman in black robes was already thrusting his sword into Moon-gok’s shoulder and pulling him down to the ground.

Shingeomdan Jeonggadonggong (Shingeomdan Jeonggadonggong)

Chapter of the Ghostly King

A woman with a pale glow in the erector spinae on both sides of her back. She was Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu.

No interruptions are allowed. As long as the Lords are awake, the Lord of the New Sword is given only one-on-one situations.

Kwaaaa …

The ripples that burst out from behind Jeongyeonshin’s back. Transcendental acceleration is repeated.

The towering pavilions on both sides, stretching out to the sky, passed by in a crooked manner, and before I knew it, I was on the stairs leading to the Heukdo Palace.

There he was.

A crippled, wounded man standing on empty air with a limp. He was reacting in a very natural way.

‘A monster of fighting strength…!’

In the split second, I looked at Jeongyeonshin. Her tough, gray skin was rising from the corner of her mouth.

Fighting God.

A sharp shiver ran down Jeongyeonshin’s spine. Would this be what it would be like if he faced the extremely rough and rugged Iphwangseongju as his enemy?

Very. Fast.

Words created by the shape of the mouth of the person who committed suicide.

It was a terrifying sight. The speed realm that Jeongyeonshin was in was being followed by her cognitive ability. As soon as she got close, she seemed ready to slam the divine sword into the ground with a single punch.

However, Jeong Yeon-shin had already read something from the body of the fallen man. There was no need to collide with the top of the world so early.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

And yet, it strikes like a comet. It has never once applied the brakes. It is a straight line where time is stretched out and pressed down like a dream. It is without even a hand on the hilt of the lightning sword.

“this.”

Suddenly, the face of the person who had been laughing in vain grew rapidly in size in my field of vision.

Flutter—

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly heard that sound. It seemed as if the lonely scent of the Forbidden City in Beijing was flowing into her nostrils.

It felt like when Emperor Geonling took out a purple robe and gave it to me.

‘ah.’

The momentarily translucent figure disappeared like a long robe that day, and Jeong Yeon-shin unfurled the remains of a huge limp like the hem of a garment and landed on the Black Palace.

Kwaaaa …

The air was being torn apart with a loud roar. But it didn’t stop.

Here, another step. He silently took another step in a space of unprecedented speed, and like a living swordsman, he broke through the palace walls and even passed by all the northern kings.

“… … !”

Aesin Gak-ra’s long fingers brushed the end of his purple robe. Surprisingly, he reacted in time, but Jeong Yeon-shin had already put her arm around So Cheon-mu-jeok’s narrow, angular shoulders.

The feeling of their smooth skin against each other and their strong muscles pressing against each other.

-Don’t you wish for mutual destruction?

He whispered in her ear like an incarnation of the devil. The third halo was spinning in black light.

He felt the sudden stoppage of movement with his whole body, and he took out two bright yellow pieces of Gohwangji from his bosom.

On one side, the six constellations of Yukwonseonggun, Bukdo, and Namje are rushing towards Jeongyeonshin.

Even if only two of the three join forces, they are beings who can surely defeat the Divine Sword Master. Even if they face them alone, they are stars of the Demon Realm who can discuss the odds of victory. However, their response was late. Did they trust the famous cult leader who was appointed as the King of the West?

Jeongyeonshin thought. I should have believed what I had to believe.

Sarak-

It was a moment. The overlapping monsters on the index and middle fingers were placed on the ivory altar, and Jeongyeonshin took the flow of magical energy that was seeping into the Void Formation as if it were his own.

Countless magical spells came to mind and were released through my fingertips.

The Great King of the North, the Minghuang Divine Form, the Deluded Demon Sutra, the Eight Laws of the Gods and Demons…

All the energy covering the altar is gathered into two sheets of strange paper.

To Jeong Yeon-shin, it was no different from operating the true energy within her body, and until then, So Cheon-mu-jeok was just standing there blankly. Of course, the ground shook for a moment.

Kukugugugugu – Jjajeong!

The southern sword is blocked by a half-drawn lightning strike, and the northern sword is blocked by the inner wall of the shoulder.

In an instant, with a bang—! Blood burst out from the shoulder blade. But that was it. The wide blade stopped before it could cut Jeongyeonshin’s shoulder in two.

‘be heavy.’

Feeling a sense of transcendent weight, he retreats with six steps towards the back of his wings. The crescent sword that Yeomjeong had swung down could not reach the retreating technique that seemed to rewind time.

If Jeongyeonshin decides to retreat, no one can catch her.

Hooooooooooooo!

A dozen or so strands of hair were cut off by the relentless lightning strike.

But he was paying attention to the two sheets of paper. There was only one loud earthquake, and there was no significant reaction. Was it a failure?

at that time.

A peaceful whistle descended through the vast sky above the palace. At the same time, colorful dust rose up inside the palace.

The northern kings who had completely surrounded Jeongyeonshin suddenly raised their heads.

Hoooow—

A stone throne floats in the sky. A stone chair with a smooth cut. It crashes down without hesitation onto the high seat of the Black Palace, which even the emperor was not allowed to do.

bang!

On the stone seat covered with thick dust, a purple shadow was sitting. He was leaning one elbow on the armrest, looking arrogant. There was only one person.

‘I guess it was a failure.’

It was when Jeongyeonshin was thinking.

One side of the wall began to distort and turn blue, then suddenly, without a sound, it collapsed like a piece of paper. The stone wall of the palace had disappeared.

It looked beyond that.

Damn it.

A monster in a pink robe silently walked towards me from afar. There were no other signs. Only the sound of leather shoes repeatedly pressing against the dirt floor was clear.

Jeongyeonshin slowly began to pull out the lightning bolts.

From the moment the pure white hilt of the sword was wrapped in his hand, his presence became heavy like the sunset. Even his shadows became darker.

At this moment, like Inyoung sitting on the stone throne and the monster entering the palace.

“… … .”

No one opens their mouth.

Three points of twilight rose on the ground.