Ice Dragon of Namgung - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75
The Black Kill Forces alone were no real threat.
The true danger was Heukcheonssal.
Namgung Geom didn’t know whether Heukcheonssal was here or not.
But for now, he had to assume Heukcheonssal was present and respond accordingly.
If Heukcheonssal weren’t here, there would be no particular loss.
But the reverse was another matter entirely.
If he assumed Heukcheonssal wasn’t here, and the man suddenly launched a sneak attack—
He wouldn’t be able to respond properly.
In the worst case, he could lose his life.
So he had to act as though Heukcheonssal were present.
Namgung Geom deployed the Ice White Thousand Web to its absolute limit.
But in a radius of ten paces, nearly two hundred fighters were tangled together in combat.
The Ice White Thousand Web didn’t sense energy—it detected body heat.
And body heat remained consistent regardless of one’s realm.
Even if Heukcheonssal were within the web’s range, finding his body heat amid the chaos of nearly two hundred intertwining heat signatures was near impossible.
Namgung Geom seized on the realization that Heukcheonssal was concealing himself.
The Black Kill Forces, by contrast, were all moving.
If there were a heat signature that remained still and unmoving, that would likely be Heukcheonssal.
Namgung Geom concentrated on finding the motionless heat within the chaos of thermal signatures.
Even as he did, the Black Kill Forces’ assault never ceased.
They had excluded the Changyong Sword Group entirely, focusing every attack on Namgung Geom alone.
They acted as though removing him alone was all that mattered.
The Changyong Sword Group burned with rage at being treated as though they didn’t exist.
But what angered them more was the obvious determination to kill Namgung Geom.
The Changyong Sword Group unleashed their fury upon those who ignored them and sought Namgung Geom’s death.
As the Changyong Sword Group charged in, the Black Kill Forces could no longer afford to ignore them.
Three units of the Black Kill Forces turned to face the Changyong Sword Group.
The Changyong Sword Group was steadily pushed back by the assault.
The Black Kill Forces were elite warriors of the Black Kill Clan.
Warriors of the Changyong Sword Group—still only in the middle realm—were outmatched against them.
Had the Changyong Sword Group been alone, they would have been overwhelmed.
But they were not alone here.
As the Changyong Sword Group faltered, the escort guard of Paeryong-gak moved at once.
“We’ll hold the defense—you find your opening!”
Two units, with shields held foremost, blocked the Black Kill Forces’ assault. One unit remained dedicated to protecting Namgung Geom.
They maneuvered their shields with complete freedom, defending a wide perimeter.
Every sharp attack from the Black Kill Forces was stopped cold against their shields.
The Black Kill Forces bounced backward from the recoil, and the Changyong Sword Group seized the opening.
The Changyong Sword Group’s warriors pressed forward, unleashing their offense.
Their attacks were sharp.
But the disparity in skill could not be overcome.
Even as they were pushed back, the Black Kill Forces parried the strikes.
Yet Namgung Woo and the four commanders were different.
Their attacks pierced through the Black Kill Forces’ defense and drove home into flesh.
Thunk!
“Gahhh!”
A Black Kill warrior, sword lodged in his body, screamed and collapsed.
Namgung Woo and the four commanders immediately withdrew.
The rest of the Changyong Sword Group also pulled back without pursuing the Black Kill Forces.
The escort guard of Paeryong-gak filled the space, prepared for the next assault.
With Paeryong-gak’s guard holding the defense and the Changyong Sword Group exploiting gaps in the enemy line—
—their coordinated roles meant they held their own against the Black Kill Forces without losing ground.
Meanwhile, the first and second units of the Black Kill Forces continued their assault on Namgung Geom.
They were the strongest warriors in the Black Kill Forces.
With their numbers and skill, they should have been able to break through the defense of eight guards in a single unit.
Indeed, they did manage to pierce through the guard’s shields and strike at Namgung Geom.
But their attacks were blocked every time.
Namgung Gwon’s shield stopped all their strikes.
Namgung Gwon’s shield defended in all ten directions without a single gap.
The Black Kill Forces looked for openings, but found none.
And the shield—how impossibly solid it was.
Even the Black Kill Forces’ full-strength assault could not pierce Namgung Gwon’s shield.
Heuksaldaejoo was no different.
He abandoned his concealment and poured everything into his attacks.
Yet he could not breach Namgung Gwon’s shield.
If anything, the recoil from the shield was accumulating damage with each impact.
He had heard the saying that Paeryong-gak’s defense was like an iron wall.
Still, he had harbored some notion that he might be able to break through.
But facing him directly, Heuksaldaejoo now understood how absurdly naive that hope had been.
With his current strength, piercing Paeryong-gak’s shield was impossible.
If only the Black Kill Forces stood against him, there would have been no chance.
But Heukcheonssal was here.
Heukcheonssal could break through Paeryong-gak’s shield.
More than that—might he not kill Namgung Geom before the shield could even be raised?
Heuksaldaejoo knew Heukcheonssal’s ability better than anyone, and he trusted it.
‘But what in the world is he doing?’
Heuksaldaejoo found it strange that Namgung Geom simply stood motionless.
Namgung Geom was a master of the True Martial Realm.
He was no weakling who needed to hide behind Paeryong-gak’s shield for protection.
From what he had heard of Namgung Geom’s nature, he should have been fighting sword in hand directly.
There was no reason for him to stand silent in the back like this.
‘Could it be that he’s waiting for the Clan Master to move?’
Now that he thought about it, Namgung Geom appeared to be concentrating on something.
He seemed to be searching for Heukcheonssal, who had deployed his Concealment Art.
At first, Heuksaldaejoo had dismissed it as impossible.
Heukcheonssal’s Concealment Art could not be detected even by masters of the Absolute Realm.
For Namgung Geom, who was merely at the True Martial Realm, to perceive his concealment was impossible.
Yet suddenly, he recalled how Namgung Geom had captured the three Black Kill assassins.
That would have been impossible without seeing through their concealment.
Though not comparable to Heukcheonssal, their concealment arts were formidable in their own right.
At the True Martial Realm stage, perceiving them should have been difficult.
If Namgung Geom had indeed seen through and subdued their concealment, he must possess a level of perception that transcends his realm.
If that were the case, the possibility that he might locate Heukcheonssal’s concealment could not be dismissed.
If Namgung Geom discovered Heukcheonssal’s position, the ambush would be thwarted.
More than that—Heukcheonssal could be placed in grave danger.
Heukcheonssal was fearsome because of his concealment art.
Once his position was revealed, his power would inevitably diminish.
Still, against Namgung Geom alone, it would not be a problem.
But Paeryong-gak was also here.
If Namgung Geom and Paeryong-gak joined forces, even Heukcheonssal would struggle to prevail.
‘I must end this before Namgung Geom finds the Clan Master.’
For that, he needed to create an opportunity for Heukcheonssal to strike.
The reason Heukcheonssal had not yet moved was that no perfect opening had presented itself.
Paeryong-gak was the problem.
His defense was far too solid.
Even Heukcheonssal had no confidence in breaching Paeryong-gak’s defenses in a single decisive blow.
Creating that opening—that was the Black Kill Forces’ role.
Somehow, they had to shake Paeryong-gak’s defenses loose.
To do that, they could not continue attacking as they had—calculating, measuring, preserving their lives.
They had to attack with the resolve to throw away their very lives.
“All of you—fight with the determination to die!”
Heuksaldaejoo roared the command at his forces.
The eyes of the Black Kill Forces flared with new fervor.
And their manner of attack transformed.
Until now, they had given some thought to defense and evasion.
But no longer—they threw caution aside and hurled themselves forward.
It was attack stripped of all restraint, life itself cast to the wind.
In the face of their assault, indifferent to death, the escort’s defense flickered for a moment.
The Black Kill Forces seized that opening and pressed their assault with renewed fury.
If the sword wouldn’t do it, he’d force his way through with his body.
The Black Kill Forces member’s head cracked and bones shattered against the escort’s shield before he collapsed.
But the Black Kill Forces did not relent.
As their momentum overwhelmed the escort’s defense, a gap opened in their formation.
Through that breach, the Black Kill Forces poured in.
They had Namgung Geom in their sights—the one guarded in the center.
But at Namgung Geom’s side stood Namgung Gwon.
Namgung Gwon swept his shield in a wide arc, raising a barrier of Qi in all directions.
Crash!
The Black Kill Forces’ assault, having pierced through the escort line, struck the Qi barrier and stopped.
In that instant, a rebound from the barrier swept over the attackers.
The Black Kill Forces bounced back from the impact.
At that very moment, Heuksaldaejoo dropped from above and drove a strike at the Qi barrier.
Boom!
“Ugh!”
A powerful rebound erupted, but Heuksaldaejoo gritted his teeth and drove his blade through the barrier.
Then he detonated the concentrated energy coursing through his sword.
Boom!
His blade exploded with the gathering of power, unleashing a tremendous shockwave.
The Black Kill Sword Break.
A technique that compressed Inner Power into the blade before detonation—powerful enough to shatter even Body Protection Qi.
Yet once the Black Kill Sword Break was unleashed, the one who cast it could not escape the explosion; death was inevitable.
In short, it was a technique of Mutual Destruction—sacrificing one’s own life to kill the opponent.
The moment the Black Kill Sword Break detonated, Heuksaldaejoo’s body was torn to pieces and hurled backward.
But his death was not in vain.
Crash!
The Qi barrier cracked and shattered.
And in that impact, Namgung Gwon was driven back for an instant.
The distance between him and Namgung Geom had widened.
Which meant a gap had opened in Namgung Geom’s guard.
And there was one who did not miss that opening.
Heukcheonssal, master of the Black Kill Clan.
In the moment Namgung Gwon was driven back by the Black Kill Sword Break’s shock, Heukcheonssal unleashed the Black Kill Shadowless Body.
Without casting even a shadow, his form shot toward Namgung Geom like a beam of light.
The distance of ten paces vanished in a heartbeat.
And Heukcheonssal’s blade extended toward Namgung Geom’s heart.
Namgung Gwon, reacting too late, threw himself forward desperately, but it was already too late.
The eight escorts guarding Namgung Geom’s eight directions didn’t even register the attack.
It seemed certain that Heukcheonssal’s blade would pierce through Namgung Geom’s heart in the next instant.
But then—
Namgung Geom’s form sank and vanished as if swallowed by the earth.
Heukcheonssal’s eyes widened to the point of tearing.
Crack!
And the space directly above his head froze solid.
Spear Palace Ice Heaven!
Namgung Geom’s blade, carrying the freezing heaven, descended upon Heukcheonssal.
Crash!
As the single strike of freezing heaven struck the ground, the entire floor froze and shattered beneath it.
But Heukcheonssal was not there.
He had already escaped using the Black Kill Shadowless Body.
Namgung Geom lost track of Heukcheonssal’s position in an instant.
Then a sinister aura crept in from behind.
Namgung Geom spun around immediately, but his reaction was too slow.
Just as Heukcheonssal’s blade seemed certain to pierce through him, a massive shield blocked the way.
Boom!
Heukcheonssal’s blade could not penetrate the shield and bounced back.
Namgung Gwon, who had blocked Namgung Geom’s path, spoke in a grim voice.
“I’ll face the consequences of letting you come to harm later.”
Namgung Gwon blamed himself for the gap he had allowed when struck by Heuksaldaejoo’s attack.
It was only because Namgung Geom had managed to evade that he’d been spared committing a sin he could never repay, even with his own life.
Namgung Geom adjusted his grip on the sword and spoke.
“We can discuss that later. For now, let’s focus on capturing the leader of the Black Kill Clan.”
Namgung Bing-yong
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