Almighty God of War - Chapter 186

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186

At that moment, a strange spectacle unfolded.

Guyang Cheongang didn’t even spare a glance at Yohwarang charging toward him and turned his back.

It was a thorough dismissal, as if he had completely erased her existence from the battlefield.

His body movement using the Thousand Li Single Step became blurry and indistinct.

As if folding space to move, he instantly closed the distance with Dokpaja.

Guyang Cheongang’s right hand swept like a gale toward Dokpaja.

Swiiiiish-

Yohwarang’s eyes blazed.

Because Guyang Cheongang had launched himself to attack Dokpaja, his back was completely exposed and defenseless before her eyes.

A look of conflict appeared in Yohwarang’s eyes.

A master like Guyang Cheongang wouldn’t expose his back so easily.

Instinctive fear that a terrifying counterattack awaited as a trap tried to hold her back.

But the opportunity before her eyes was lethally sweet enough to burn away even such suspicions.

‘Even if it’s a trap, at this distance my sword is faster!’

She crushed her doubts.

Because she was certain that if she couldn’t kill Guyang Cheongang now, such an opportunity would never come again.

“Die!”

Yohwarang swung her sword with all her might.

Swooooooong-

The flexible sword writhed like a snake as it flew toward Guyang Cheongang’s back.

The sword energy split into dozens of strands, and the same number of white serpents wickedly flicked their tongues as they covered the air.

Right at that moment.

The Invisible Sword above Guyang Cheongang’s head explosively multiplied, increasing to seventy-two and filling the air.

The Invisible Sword, which had been thirty-six when he was at the early Transformation Realm, doubled in number upon reaching the intermediate level.

Whiiiiiik-

The seventy-two Invisible Swords moved like lightning, completely surrounding Yohwarang.

Terror appeared in the eyes of the greatly shocked Yohwarang.

“Im… Imperial Sword Technique?!”

Imperial Sword Technique was known as the supreme study of swordsmanship that could only be learned upon reaching the advanced Transformation Realm.

Blue-green sword energy flashed from the blades of the Invisible Swords.

The swords resonated as their energies connected, forming a formation in an instant.

This was the offensive sword formation created alongside the Nine Heavens Black Tortoise Great Formation by Akasha – the Flying Star Heaven Net Sword Formation.

The seventy-two Invisible Swords formed a perfect formation stance as they surrounded Yohwarang.

Each sword floating in midair at irregular intervals had its tip pointed inward, with fierce momentum swirling as if ready to pour forth at any moment.

This was a killing formation stance that attacked everything inside the sword formation, a prison from which there was no escape once trapped.

The important thing was that this sword formation was not controlled by Guyang Cheongang.

[Doctor, Flying Star Heaven Net Sword Formation deployment complete. Activating independent operation mode.]

Akasha’s voice rang clearly in Guyang Cheongang’s mind.

Ssssssh-

The seventy-two flying swords began operating as they exchanged energy and connected like a single network.

[Please focus on your battle with Dokpaja, Doctor. I will handle Yohwarang.]

‘I’m counting on you.’

Guyang Cheongang answered briefly as he turned his gaze to Dokpaja.

This was the true advantage of the Flying Star Heaven Net Sword Formation.

This sword formation operated completely independent of Guyang Cheongang’s will.

Akasha controlled it directly, predicting the target’s movements and calculating optimal attack patterns.

Precision and coordination that humans couldn’t achieve, only possible for a superintelligence, were implemented in the sword formation.

Wooooong-

Strange sounds echoed from the sword formation as the internal pressure became frighteningly intense.

When creating this sword formation, Akasha had incorporated the secrets of the Thousand Pressure Technique obtained from Pungrim Valley.

“Ugh…”

A low groan flowed from between Yohwarang’s lips.

Her limbs became heavy as lead, and all her movements became sluggish as if she were underwater.

Even breathing was difficult.

This was Akasha analyzing and applying to the sword formation the principles of pressure control that Guyang Cheongang had mastered while passing through Pungrim Valley Pressure Pipe.

She could freely adjust the pressure of the space inside the sword formation.

The pressure Yohwarang was feeling now was hundreds of times normal atmospheric pressure. And it was continuing to increase.

“Kugh… ugh!”

Yohwarang’s face turned red.

Even though she protected her entire body with her intermediate Transformation Realm internal energy, her blood vessels swelled and sweat poured like a waterfall.

She tried to leap upward using light body technique, but her body wouldn’t rise properly, and even when she tried to swing her flexible sword, her arms only moved slowly.

‘At this rate…!’

Yohwarang gritted her teeth.

The thought that she would slowly die of pressure even if the flying swords didn’t attack while trapped in this sword formation made her blood run cold.

She channeled all her internal energy into her flexible sword.

A five-zhang-long white serpent that erupted from the sword tip wickedly flashed its eyes as evil energy filled the interior of the sword formation.

Sword energy infused with tremendous internal power flew toward the inner wall of the sword formation.

Swooooooong-

The sword energy split like ten thousand mirrors.

The form of a white serpent was reflected in each mirror, and sword energies infused with tremendous internal power poured toward the inner wall of the sword formation all at once.

It was the ultimate technique of the White Serpent Demon Spirit Sword – Ten Thousand White Serpent Mirrors.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The sword formation shook as if it would shatter, and dozens of Invisible Swords were pushed back.

The starlight of the sword formation distorted, and cracks seemed to appear in what had been a perfect circle.

Color returned to Yohwarang’s face.

‘It’s broken!’

However.

Whiiik-

The Invisible Swords that had been knocked away returned to their positions like lightning, and the sword formation was perfectly restored in an instant.

“No, no way!”

Yohwarang’s face was stained with despair.

The seventy-two flying swords began flying at terrifying speed.

Swiiiiiiish-

Sharp sounds of tearing air rang out.

Each sword flew toward the vital points all over Yohwarang’s body, their trajectories crossing to form a net with absolutely no space to dodge.

The speed was such that even when Yohwarang was in normal condition, it would be difficult to follow with the naked eye.

Moreover, she was not in normal condition now.

Crushed by pressure and having exhausted her internal energy, her movements were less than half their usual speed.

Furthermore, the flying swords were wrapped in a layer of blue sword energy, so their destructive power went without saying.

Yohwarang felt fear.

She expelled the protective body energy of her Demon Spirit Art three zhang outside her body, protecting herself like a black cocoon.

And she desperately began swinging her flexible sword to deflect the flying swords.

Kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa bang-

Explosive sounds rang out without cease.

But the flying swords containing the principles of Pungdo Gate were too fast and too numerous.

Above all, they precisely targeted the weaknesses of the White Serpent Demon Spirit Sword technique.

So it was impossible from the start for Yohwarang to block them all.

The flying swords that penetrated the gaps in her sword wall struck her vital points in succession.

Thud thud thud thud-

Her Protective Body Energy wavered as she spat bright red blood repeatedly.

“Cough! Cough!”

Her silk clothes were torn to rags, revealing her white skin.

The sword formation was flawless, and no matter which direction she moved, sword tips awaited her.

Yohwarang’s complexion turned corpse-white as she sensed death approaching.

The Flying Star Cloud Swords did not stop.

Whiiiiish-

They flew faster, more precisely, and more mercilessly.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

“Dokpaja!”

Her desperate cry filled the night sky, but Dokpaja could not come to save her.

He was in a situation where he was barely managing to keep himself alive while facing Guyang Cheongang.

A fierce cold light flashed in the depths of Guyang Cheongang’s eyes.

The distance between him and Dokpaja was less than five zhang.

For masters like them, this gap could hardly be called a distance.

‘If I drag this out longer, who knows what other bastards might pop out. So I need to end this fight quickly. To do that… giving flesh to cut bone wouldn’t be bad.’

He took a step forward and unleashed the Gale Chain Palm to attack Dokpaja.

Swiiiiish-

But his movements were subtly different from the mystical skill he had shown just moments before.

His stepping toes were heavy, and the rhythm of his hands executing the Gale Chain Palm was off.

In that moment of wavering, Guyang Cheongang’s right chest was exposed.

A weak point.

It was a clear gap directly connected to death that could never be allowed in a fight between masters.

Dokpaja’s eyes flashed.

To him who had been watching for a decisive opportunity, this weak point was like a ray of dawn discovered in darkness.

‘He’s exhausted! No matter how monstrous he is, he’s still human in the end!’

There was no room for doubt.

Internal energy that had hit rock bottom in fierce combat, disturbed breathing, and collapsed composure.

Dokpaja’s mind was filled with only one thing – intense killing intent that he must cut this bastard’s throat with this single opportunity.

Any trace of wariness that this might be a trap was swallowed by his thirst for victory.

“Die!”

Dokpaja roared like a beast and struck down with his right hand toward Guyang Cheongang’s chest.

Poison energy extending from his palm swelled up as black toxic qi containing the phosphorescent glow of rotting corpses swirled.

Kwaaaang-!

Along with a terrible stench that corroded the air, the Rotting Corpse Poison Palm struck Guyang Cheongang’s exposed chest.

It was literally a killing blow that contained all the Internal Energy and killing intent Dokpaja had accumulated over his lifetime.

With a heavy impact sound, Guyang Cheongang’s upper garment was torn away like a rag.

Dokpaja’s chest grew hot.

Unless one had Vajra Indestructibility, his poison palm was not something a body of flesh and blood could withstand.

Since the rotting corpse poison had exploded at his heart, the poison would spread throughout his body, and he would have no choice but to die before counting to three.

But Guyang Cheongang’s eyes still shone coldly.

They were not the eyes of someone dying.

‘What…?’

Unease flashed through Dokpaja’s mind as their eyes met.

At that moment.

A faint light rippled from Guyang Cheongang’s chest.

The nanobot defense system immediately activated and neutralized the infiltrating toxic qi in an instant.

Simultaneously, the kinetic energy of the palm force was dispersed through the nanobot layer, converted to waves and released externally.

Guyang Cheongang suffered neither internal injuries nor poison damage, but Dokpaja could not know this.

It was invisible to the eye, and as a person of this era, he could never understand it even if he died and came back to life.

Still, he did sense that something was wrong.

It was just that he realized it far too late.

From Guyang Cheongang’s five fingertips, five streams of sharp and terrifying Sword Energy shaped like eagle talons burst forth.

It was the Dragon Subduing Golden Binding Technique, a secret art of Divine Physician Hwata.

“What, what is this?!”

Dokpaja’s complexion, which had been anticipating victory, turned pale with shock.

Terrified, he instinctively tried to withdraw his arm, but that was impossible.

Grip-!

The giant dragon claws formed from Sword Energy mercilessly seized Dokpaja’s forearm.

The five streams of Sword Energy tore through his Protective Body Energy like paper and embedded between his bone joints.

“Urgh!”

Dokpaja groaned and tried to repel Guyang Cheongang’s hand with his Protective Body Energy.

But the gripping power of the Dragon Subduing Golden Binding Technique only dug deeper and more cruelly into his flesh the more he resisted.

Crack crack crack-!

The ominous sound of arm bones twisting and dislocating cut through the night air as Dokpaja’s resistance crumbled helplessly.

Guyang Cheongang strongly pulled the hand he was gripping.

Rip! Riiiip-!

Finally unable to endure, Dokpaja’s right arm was torn off at the shoulder joint.

His Protective Body Energy tried to hold out until the end, but could not overcome the Transcendent Impermanence Divine Art that Guyang Cheongang unleashed and scattered into pieces.

Blood spurting from the torn arm stained the roof tiles red, and a bloody rain fell through the air.

Having lost one arm, Dokpaja frantically retreated backward.

But as if mocking that desperate struggle, Guyang Cheongang casually threw aside the torn arm and rushed in like a death god.

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