Ice Dragon of Namgung - Chapter 118

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Chapter 118
Namgung Geom waited for the Youming Dan to arrive in Yeonam.
Yuk Musang had advised him to lie low for a time.
But if Namgung Geom hid now, he would be handing the Youming Sect justification on a silver platter.
Since he had made a public declaration to the Martial World, he had to face the Youming Sect’s revenge.
The more cowardly the Youming Sect proved to be, the more justification accrued to Namgung Geom.
The real question was whether Namgung Geom could stand alone against the Youming Dan.
Had the Youming Sect Master come with the Youming Dan, Namgung Geom would have had no chance.
But word had it that the Youming Sect Master had not stirred.
He had not tested Seop Gyeonghwan’s martial prowess directly, but the heir to the Youming Sect surely had not crossed into the True Martial Realm.
If that was so, he had the confidence to face him alone.
In truth, had the Youming Sect Master stepped forward, Namgung Geom would have risked consuming the Great Returning Pill without hesitation.
But so long as the Youming Sect Master remained inactive, there was no such need.
The Great Returning Pill from Shaolin Temple carried the essence of extreme yang.
It could disrupt the harmony of his ice transformation if ingested carelessly, so he would have to be cautious.
Of course, with Namgung Geom’s ability, he could preserve that harmony.
But even for him, achieving it in such short time would be difficult.
He would need to devote himself to cultivation control for a while afterward.
With the Youming Sect’s attack imminent, swallowing the Great Returning Pill now carried grave risk.
The two energies could collide once the harmony of his ice transformation shattered.
He could manage it if the ice technique’s energy dominated, but if the extreme yang force proved too strong, he might lose control entirely.
Still, had the Youming Sect Master come, he would have risked it all to raise his realm.
But what Namgung Geom had obtained from the Shadowless Phantom’s hidden sanctuary was not merely the Great Returning Pill.
There was also the Shadowless Secret Manual.
He could not master the Shadowless Heart Method at once, but the Shadowless Step was within reach.
Of course, to maximize the Shadowless Step’s effect, the Shadowless Heart Method was essential.
Yet even the Shadowless Step alone could yield some benefit.
Namgung Geom waited for the Youming Sect’s attack, plumbing the depths of the Shadowless Step.
And the next day.
He received word from the messenger that the Youming Dan was drawing near to Yeonam, and he departed the inn.
Had he received the Youming Dan’s assault at the inn, nothing would have been left standing.
He could not let the inn suffer such collateral damage.
For the same reason, Namgung Geom waited for the Youming Dan at the entrance where the road led into Yeonam’s streets.
Martial artists from Yeonam who had heard of the coming confrontation between Namgung Geom and the Youming Sect gathered there to watch.
Namgung Geom paid them no mind.
From the start, when he had spread word of his conflict with the Youming Sect through the messenger to the Martial World, he had wanted exactly this.
The more eyes bore witness, the more it would be known that he had given the Youming Sect its chance at revenge.
The martial artists of Yeonam murmured among themselves as they watched Namgung Geom standing alone, waiting for the Youming Dan.
“No matter how formidable the Young Bing Dragon is, standing alone against the entire Youming Dan seems beyond even him.”
“I know. I’d hate to see such a talented prospect of the Martial World come to ruin.”
“What are you talking about? Haven’t you heard that the Young Bing Dragon felled Heuk Cheonsal single-handedly? Unless the Youming Sect Master comes, the Youming Dan alone shouldn’t be a problem.”
“That’s all rumor. Nobody knows if it’s true.”
“Right. Honestly, the story that the Young Bing Dragon defeated Heuk Cheonsal alone is hard to swallow.”
Most of Yeonam’s martial artists believed Namgung Geom would not survive the Youming Dan’s onslaught.
Fundamentally, they trusted little of what the Martial World whispered.
It was simply absurd to speak of someone Namgung Geom’s age having reached the True Martial Realm.
The claim that he alone had defeated Heuk Cheonsal was equally dubious.
They believed the rumors surrounding Namgung Geom had been grossly exaggerated.
It was not that they possessed unusual skepticism.
Before witnessing his martial skill firsthand, doubt was the natural response.
Namgung Geom did not concern himself with the whispers around him.
Soon enough, once the Youming Dan appeared, the truth would become plain.
There was no need for him to announce it himself.
Namgung Geom waited with composure for the Youming Dan to arrive.
How much time had passed?
From ahead, a band of figures came into view.
The Youming Dan of the Youming Sect.
Seop Gyeonghwan, the heir to the Youming Sect leading the Youming Dan, furrowed his brow when he saw Namgung Geom standing alone to receive them.
Namgung Geom showed no surprise at the sight of the Youming Dan.
It meant he had known all along that they would come.
Yet the fact that he hadn’t fled and waited here for them suggested something else entirely.
It meant he was confident he could defeat them.
Seop Gyeonghwan felt a gnawing unease, but there was no turning back now.
“Are you Namgung Geom of the Namgung Clan?”
“I am.”
“Do you admit to killing my brother?”
“I do.”
Namgung Geom didn’t hedge or qualify—he simply admitted it.
“Then you have no objection to me taking my revenge on you?”
“None. But I would ask one thing of you.”
When Namgung Geom laid down this condition, Seop Gyeonghwan’s brow furrowed.
“What is it?”
“That regardless of the outcome of this fight, the feud between myself and the Youming Sect ends here.”
Seop Gyeonghwan’s eyes flashed.
This was precisely what the Youming Sect wanted.
Even if they took their revenge on Namgung Geom, the Youming Sect would still live in fear of retaliation from the Namgung Clan.
“You’re saying the Namgung Clan won’t retaliate even if I kill you?”
If Namgung Geom died here and the Namgung Clan didn’t strike back, they could take their revenge with a clear conscience.
“Yes. Even if I fall here, the Namgung Clan will never retaliate. These martial artists of Yeonam gathered here are my witnesses.”
He was speaking before the eyes of Yeonam’s finest.
The Namgung Clan would have no choice but to honor such a pledge.
“Good. Whatever the outcome, the Youming Sect will end this feud today.”
Since Namgung Geom had forestalled any possibility of retaliation, the Youming Sect could hardly refuse to swear the same oath.
“Then let us begin.”
Namgung Geom drew his Bing Long Sword as he spoke.
The unflappable composure in his bearing only deepened Seop Gyeonghwan’s dread.
But he was only one man.
Numbers always had their say.
If the Youming Dan attacked all at once, they could bring him down.
Seop Gyeonghwan steeled himself with this conviction.
“We avenge Myeonghwan now. Everyone—attack!”
At Seop Gyeonghwan’s command, the martial artists of the Youming Dan surged forward as one toward Namgung Geom.
Those in the front rank unleashed their palm strikes in unison.
Whoosh!
The dark, menacing palm force hurtled silently toward Namgung Geom.
Namgung Geom extended his Bing Long Sword to meet them.
Crack!
The Icy Cold Sword Wind erupted ferociously, freezing the palm force solid in an instant.
Crash!
The frozen energy shattered and scattered.
Five martial artists in the vanguard were knocked backward by the impact.
In that same moment, fighters from the Youming Dan surged in from either side.
Namgung Geom twisted his body and extended his blade in one fluid motion.
The Icy Cold Sword Wind swept in a spiral, overwhelming the Youming Dan martial artists.
They hastily raised their defenses.
Crash!
Their palm force froze solid against the Icy Cold Sword Wind and shattered completely.
Shards of ice, riding the shockwave, tore into them.
Thud!
Pelted by ice fragments, they coughed blood as they flew backward.
Even as they fell, more martial artists of the Youming Dan closed in from all sides.
“All of you—attack at once!”
At Seop Gyeonghwan’s cry, the Youming Dan fighters came at Namgung Geom from all directions, palm force blazing.
“I welcome a coordinated assault.”
Namgung Geom unleashed the Heavenly Wind Dragon Fist.
Spiraling Sword Wind poured from his blade, layer upon layer, birthing a colossal maelstrom.
It crashed down simultaneously upon the Youming Dan martial artists closing in from every quarter.
The palm force they had unleashed froze and shattered the instant it touched the whirlwind of the Heavenly Wind Dragon Fist.
“Fall back!”
The Youming Dan martial artists, horrified by the technique’s might, scrambled backward in panic.
But the Heavenly Wind Dragon Fist was moving far too quickly.
The sword force of the Heavenly Wind Dragon Fist swept them all up.
Their bodies froze solid as they were hurled backward.
More than ten fighters fell in that single exchange.
Without even trading a handful of moves, over twenty of the Youming Sect’s disciples had already been wounded.
Seop Gyeonghwan’s expression hardened as he watched.
His worst fears were materializing before his eyes.
Namgung Geom’s martial skill was far greater than he had anticipated.
The upper echelon of the Youming Sect was still intact.
Yet he found himself doubting whether they could prevail even if they all rushed him at once.
The martial artists of Yeonam watching from a distance shared his astonishment.
“The Icy Cold Sword Wind is so devastating that the Youming Sect’s disciples can’t even get close.”
“If this continues, the Youming Sect might actually lose.”
“Indeed. The Youming Sect can barely mount a defense. The rumors about him being a master of the True Martial Realm weren’t exaggerations after all.”
They marveled at the martial prowess they were witnessing firsthand.
Though he had yet to display more than a handful of moves, that alone was sufficient to reveal the extraordinary level of Namgung Geom’s cultivation.
“Still, it’s too early to say. The Youming Sect doesn’t seem to be fighting at full strength yet.”
As if responding to those words—
The Youming Sect’s tactics shifted.
Until moments ago, they had simply rushed at him in a surrounding formation.
Now they formed a precise battle array.
Their combined qi intertwined, and a wail that shook the spirit erupted from their coordinated assault.
Screeeech—!!
The Youming Ghost Wail Sound.
It was the Youming Sect’s signature sound technique—the resonance of the combined Youming Ghost Soul Heart Method cultivated by the sect’s disciples with the souls of the netherworld itself, manifesting as a spiritual weapon.
The Youming Ghost Wail Sound carried the power of a mental strike that shattered the human spirit.
Most martial artists who suffered a direct mental assault from this technique would be rendered defenseless for a critical moment.
Seop Gyeonghwan assumed Namgung Geom would be no exception.
The instant the Youming Sect disciples unleashed the Ghost Wail Sound, he launched himself toward Namgung Geom.
He intended to strike while his opponent was defenseless.
‘What is this?’
Namgung Geom’s spirit shuddered momentarily from the Ghost Wail Sound.
But in that same instant, the Ice Soul Mental Power from the Ice Dragon Transformation Art awakened, fortifying his mind with an iron will.
Screeeech!
The Ghost Wail continued to ring from all directions, but it could no longer shake his consciousness.
‘I never knew the Ice Dragon Transformation Art had this function.’
Namgung Geom marveled at this unexpected capability.
Then he saw Seop Gyeonghwan hurtling toward him.
But he was not alone.
The sect leaders of the Youming Sect were converging on him from all sides.
Namgung Geom had been about to unleash the Icy Cold Sword Wind against them, but he changed his mind.
‘Why not test that technique?’
Namgung Geom deployed the Shadowless Step from the Shadowless Secret Manual.
Whoosh—
His body slipped sideways.
But to Seop Gyeonghwan and the sect leaders, it appeared as though Namgung Geom remained rooted in place.
The Shadowless Step creates an optical illusion by bending light itself.
Though his body truly moved, an afterimage lingered like a desert mirage.
The palms and blades of Seop Gyeonghwan and the sect leaders converged on him from every direction.
Boom—!
Their combined force detonated, and the afterimage scattered.
But that image had never been real.
Seop Gyeonghwan and the sect leaders froze in confusion.
From behind them, Namgung Geom’s voice rang out.
“I’m right here.”
Namgung Bing Long
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