Namgung Heavenly Demon - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

 

“….”

 

Namgung Cheon silently stared at Namgung Dan.

 

The fighting spirit and energy emanating from his entire body.

 

And that strangely familiar face.

 

‘…I remember.’

 

Memories from his past life vividly surfaced in Namgung Cheon’s mind.

 

The time when he fought in the Great War between Orthodox and Demonic as the Young Sect Leader.

 

Back then, as he advanced while cutting down countless masters of the Orthodox Faction, there was a young swordsman who alone carved bloody trajectories while tearing through the Demonic Sect’s formation.

 

He was truly a swordsman befitting the term “Mad Sword.”

 

That blind killing intent as he indiscriminately cut and stabbed the sect disciples before his eyes, ultimately charging toward him.

 

Though he had easily subdued and passed him at the time, those eyes were unforgettable.

 

‘I thought that if we met again someday, he would aim for my neck.’

 

But that Mad Sword.

 

‘He’s changed….’

 

Time had worn down that madly raging bloodlust, filling its place with experience and depth.

 

Above all, the energy dwelling in his body was extraordinary.

 

The atmosphere around his body was constantly rippling.

 

A phenomenon impossible with internal energy alone.

 

‘He’s approaching beyond the Transcendent Realm.’

 

The realm beyond the Transcendent Realm.

 

The Limitless Realm.

 

A realm that transcends human limits to interfere with the principles of the world.

 

Namgung Cheon, with his past life experience, could recognize it at once.

 

That while Namgung Dan hadn’t completely crossed that threshold yet, he could reach it given the right opportunity.

 

‘…A strong one.’

 

Namgung Cheon readjusted his grip on Cheoncheon.

 

He felt sweat seeping into his palm.

 

At the same time, a strange heat enveloped his entire body.

 

No, exhilaration.

 

A smile played at the corners of Namgung Cheon’s mouth.

 

‘Yes, this was the feeling.’

 

He might die. He might be cut down.

 

But he would never retreat.

 

This competitive spirit was like the very essence of a martial artist.

 

“Cheon-ah.”

 

Namgung Dan opened his mouth while pointing his sword at an angle.

 

“We Namgung always look toward the blue sky. That high and vast heaven.”

 

Thud.

 

Namgung Dan took one step forward.

 

His posture lowered.

 

“But I did not look at the sky. I only thought of the sword to cut down the enemy before my eyes.”

 

His eyes flashed sharply.

 

“Can you handle this? If you’re careless, that passion of yours, that flame might be extinguished here before it can fully burn.”

 

Then Namgung Cheon raised one corner of his mouth.

 

And.

 

Whooom―.

 

Blue sword energy blazed up from Cheoncheon like flames.

 

“There is no flame that doesn’t go out. However….”

 

Namgung Cheon’s eyes flashed.

 

“A flame never stops while it burns.”

 

At those words, a deep smile spread across Namgung Dan’s lips.

 

Soon he threw back his head and laughed heartily.

 

“Haha! Good. Yes, that’s how a Namgung should be!”

 

The moment his laughter stopped, his eyes turned fierce.

 

“Then let’s see just how hot your flame burns!”

 

Bang!

 

Namgung Dan kicked off the ground.

 

The Cheonggangseok caved in as dust shot up.

 

His figure, launched by that recoil, reached right in front of Namgung Cheon in an instant.

 

A simple thrust.

 

But its speed and power transcended imagination.

 

Crash!

 

Namgung Cheon raised Cheoncheon to block his sword.

 

Slide―.

 

But with the heavy impact, his body was pushed backward.

 

“Kuk.”

 

His wrist tingled.

 

“I know your sword is not just this level! Show me everything!”

 

Namgung Dan shouted as he pressed the attack even harder.

 

His sword path was unpredictable.

 

Like rain pouring from the sky that cannot be avoided, Namgung Dan’s sword struck Namgung Cheon’s entire body from all directions.

 

Each time the sword tip grazed, the sound of midair being split rang out, and the Cheonggangseok on the ground was sliced like tofu.

 

Ferocity was contained in each sword energy.

 

Namgung Cheon was experiencing for the first time how cruel an Orthodox Faction sword could be.

 

A sword that aimed only to cut down the opponent, as if defense wasn’t even a consideration.

 

Pacheongmueaegeom.

 

The endless sword that shatters heaven.

 

It was an attack-focused sword technique that Namgung Dan had completed by reinterpreting the Celestial Boundless Sword Technique in his own way.

 

Slash! Slaaash!

 

Namgung Dan’s sword energy split into several streams and rushed forward.

 

Just when it seemed to aim for the neck, it was already piercing toward the heart, and when he tried to defend the lower body, sword energy exploded above his head.

 

A continuous series of unpredictable changes.

 

Every moment was a crossroads between life and death.

 

In an instant, Namgung Cheon’s clothes became tattered.

 

Scratches appeared here and there from the sword wind grazing his skin.

 

Clang! Clang clang! Bang!

 

Namgung Cheon desperately blocked Namgung Dan’s fierce assault while using the Celestial Movement Steps.

 

Slide.

 

Each time he blocked, his feet were continuously pushed back.

 

His shoes grew hot just from friction with the ground.

 

Crack! Bang!

 

When Namgung Dan’s sword slashed from the right, he shifted his center of gravity left to receive it, and when it struck down from above, he lowered his body to deflect the force.

 

A precarious exchange where life and death hung by a thread.

 

However, within that danger, Namgung Cheon’s sword was being honed ever sharper.

 

Like sharpening a blade on rough whetstones, Namgung Dan’s fierce assault was pushing Namgung Cheon’s senses to the extreme.

 

Crash!

 

Stone fragments thrown up by the aftermath of their clash poured down like rain.

 

The Elders on the dais had to unconsciously draw up their internal energy to protect themselves.

 

And despair settled in the eyes of Namgung Jin, who stood in a corner.

 

‘Is that truly my younger brother…’

 

Movements so fast they couldn’t be followed with the eyes, and the ultimate destruction that could be wrought by a human body.

 

‘If I had been standing there…’

 

Namgung Jin couldn’t bear to continue the thought and only swallowed dry saliva.

 

That was when it happened.

 

Clang! Clatter.

 

Namgung Cheon, who had blocked Namgung Dan’s strike, quickly retreated backward.

 

His brow furrowed involuntarily.

 

‘There are no openings.’

 

Unlike its rough appearance, Namgung Dan’s sword had fundamentals forged over decades firmly rooted like a backbone within.

 

Like a thousand-year-old ancient tree with deep roots and a solid trunk, there was no wavering whatsoever.

 

Precision hidden within rough attacks.

 

Swish! Clang! Clang!

 

Consecutive strikes that gave no time to breathe.

 

This was the real reason Namgung Dan was called the Sword Monster.

 

If he continued being pushed into defense like this, he would eventually be swept away by that wave-like momentum.

 

At that moment.

 

“Try blocking this too!”

 

Namgung Dan roared as he brought his sword down.

 

The technique of Jungsangaecheon.

 

But it was clearly different from the techniques others displayed.

 

Literally a mountain.

 

A destructive sword energy fell from the sky like a massive mountain crashing down.

 

As if to eliminate all places of escape.

 

The eyes of Namgung Cheon watching this turned coldly calm.

 

Then his senses became extremely sharp.

 

His heartbeat sounded like thunder, and each speck of swirling dust was clearly visible.

 

‘I can see it.’

 

All of Namgung Dan’s movements.

 

However, as expected, there were no gaps.

 

Therefore.

 

‘I’ll create a gap!’

 

Swish—!

 

Namgung Cheon’s sword shot forward in a straight line.

 

Clang!

 

The moment the two swords met.

 

Namgung Cheon instantly withdrew the sword energy that had been surrounding his blade.

 

And he condensed all that energy into just one point—the exact spot where it met Namgung Dan’s sword.

 

‘If I can’t win in the amount of internal energy, I’ll condense it and pierce through.’

 

A divine technique of gathering scattered power in one place and exploding it.

 

And this was exquisite internal energy manipulation accomplished in less than the blink of an eye.

 

Crack!

 

A sharp and minute sound of rupture.

 

Namgung Dan’s overwhelming sword energy that had been pressing down like Mount Tai momentarily wavered as it touched Namgung Cheon’s condensed sword energy.

 

“…!”

 

For the first time, Namgung Dan showed a surprised expression.

 

An exquisite technique he had never even imagined.

 

And that momentary wavering was the only gap Namgung Cheon had been aiming for.

 

Swish—!

 

A thrust close to mutual destruction that disregarded defense.

 

“Hup!”

 

Namgung Dan’s eyes widened as he exploded his internal energy.

 

Then he subtly twisted his sword path to deflect Namgung Cheon’s sword to the right while simultaneously executing a masterful move to slash at the front.

 

The cunning to immediately counterattack by reverse-utilizing the sword that had penetrated the gap.

 

It was a moment where Namgung Dan’s experience shone.

 

But Namgung Cheon was already looking beyond that.

 

Clatter—!

 

He twisted his body using the recoil of his sword being deflected.

 

A movement that spun like a top and penetrated into a blind spot.

 

At the same time, his wrist holding Cheoncheon turned gracefully.

 

Swish—!

 

Wolgang Cheoncheon.

 

A chilling swift sword aimed at the neck shot forth.

 

A perfect surprise attack that anyone would find hard to react to.

 

But Namgung Dan didn’t even turn his head.

 

“Where do you think you’re going!”

 

The sword energy that had extended explosively withdrew, wrapping around his entire body.

 

It was Hoecheonbyeok, a secret technique of Pacheongmueaegeom that blocked all directions while attacking.

 

Kwaaaaang!

 

The two energies collided in midair.

 

A tremendous shockwave burst forth, repelling both men.

 

Drip drop.

 

Blood droplets fell from Namgung Cheon’s shoulder.

 

In contrast, Namgung Dan appeared unharmed.

 

Had it been perfect defense and counterattack?

 

But at that moment.

 

Swish—.

 

A piece of Namgung Dan’s clothing, cut to the size of a fingernail, flew through the air in a gentle breeze.

 

A strange light appeared in Namgung Dan’s eyes.

 

‘I didn’t see it.’

 

Moreover, to thrust sword energy like that from within the whirlpool of Hoecheonbyeok.

 

“…Heh.”

 

A deep smile spread across Namgung Dan’s lips.

 

“Remarkable.”

 

He was sincere.

 

That sharpness that had penetrated his perfect masterful move and left a trace.

 

This meant that Namgung Cheon’s sword wasn’t merely at the level of imitating what he had learned.

 

It was clear evidence that he was walking his own sword path, his own way.

 

Namgung Dan’s eyes blazed again.

 

“You have the qualifications. I’ll show you everything I have.”

 

Wooooong!

 

Namgung Dan’s sword resonated.

 

Blue energy began to swirl around him.

 

The watching warriors stepped back in pain as if their skin was being cut.

 

Namgung Cheon stood alone in the center of that storm’s eye.

 

Even though he had drawn up his protective energy, his skin stung and his internal energy fluctuated.

 

An overwhelming difference in power.

 

But Namgung Cheon instead smiled.

 

‘This is the fight I wanted.’

 

A confrontation with a strong opponent who would test his limits and let him see beyond them.

 

His heart pounded.

 

An exhilarating feeling he had never experienced in this life.

 

Namgung Cheon closed his eyes.

 

And opened the space of Taehu deep within himself.

 

There lay an abyss whose end could not be known.

 

A massive vessel that could swallow everything and embrace everything.

 

Whoooosh—.

 

Light burst forth from Namgung Cheon’s body.

 

At the same time, blue energy began to gather magnificently around his sword.

 

Namgung Cheon opened his eyes.

 

His pupils shone blue like the sky.

 

“Then, I shall dare to show you as well.”

 

Namgung Cheon raised his sword.

 

“My sky.”

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