The Great Heavenly Sword Emperor - Chapter 62

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#Episode 062. The Gates of Dongbang (6)

With the Cheonsingeom drawn, Cheon Mujgyeol was transformed.
Standing with the Sword Scabbard in his left hand and the Cheonsingeom hanging loosely in his right, he seized the entire atmosphere in an instant.
Though a single man’s energy and martial presence were so formidable, the Iron Wall Warrior Unit blocking his path did not yield an inch.
True to their name, they held their ground against Cheon Mujgyeol’s overwhelming aura without flinching.
If anything, they stood even firmer, constructing an ever thicker barrier.
The transformed atmosphere did not escape Cheon Mujgyeol’s notice. He fixed his gaze on the wall before him.
And a moment later.
Whoosh!
Cheon Mujgyeol vanished, closing the distance in a flash to appear directly before the Iron Wall Warrior Unit.
Clink-clink-clink-clink!
In that fractional instant, the Iron Wall Warrior Unit reacted.
The foremost rank crossed their blades in an X-formation, tightening the gap between front and rear lines to brace for impact.
Cheon Mujgyeol’s strike was deceptively simple.
He merely closed the distance and swung his blade vertically downward.
But the force contained within the Cheonsingeom was far more than what the eye could perceive.
Boom!
A tremendous explosion tore through the air.
A tempestuous wind swept forth again, and a massive shockwave ravaged the surroundings.
Crack-crack-crack!
The knees of the Iron Wall Warrior Unit buckled.
The ground beneath their feet split and caved inward.
The impact that struck the front rank, absorbed and dispersed by those tightly pressed together, still sent violent reverberations through the rear guard.
Yet the Iron Wall Warrior Unit did not crumble.
The barrier they had erected withstood Cheon Mujgyeol’s simple yet devastating strike without breaking.
Whoosh.
Dongbang Cheolyun, watching from the Watchtower, broke into a broad smile.
He puffed out his chest and shoulders, raising them proudly as he glanced sideways across the ranks.
It was as though he were saying: *Did you all see that?*
Dongbang Cheolyun turned his gaze back to the battlefield, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Immediately after the clash with the Iron Wall Warrior Unit, Cheon Mujgyeol withdrew again.
The first collision with the Jeongeom Guard, and now the second with the Iron Wall Warrior Unit.
The test was sufficient for his purposes.
The Myeonggyeong Unit remained, though they were not the type to engage directly in combat.
Still, they had more than enough means to move strategically and become a nuisance.
He did not dismiss the Myeonggyeong Unit, nor was he careless—but as matters stood, they posed no immediate threat.
Cheon Mujgyeol rotated his right wrist—the one gripping the Cheonsingeom—gently, loosening it.
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
The air around Cheon Mujgyeol roiled turbulently.
His gathered Jingi erupted outward, churning and disturbing the flow of the air around him.
Cheon Mujgyeol closed the distance to the Iron Wall Warrior Unit once more.
This time, his speed was not as swift as before.
Perhaps for that reason, the Myeonggyeong Unit also began watching intently, poised to move at any moment.
The Iron Wall Warrior Unit was equally prepared.
They braced for a strike even more powerful than the last.
They fortified their barrier further still, drawing their flanks together until the entire Iron Wall Warrior Unit moved as a single body.
Whoosh!
Cheon Mujgyeol unleashed the Cheonun Mueae Step.
Pushing off the ground, he closed the distance.
Then came the technique that followed—from the Cheonmyeol Sibi Geom.
Against the united Iron Wall Warrior Unit, seeking to fracture their cohesion: the supreme technique of Paroun Jeolmaek.
Whirrr!
Paroun Jeolmaek, when unleashed against a single opponent, is a technique designed to sever the meridians and pressure points, rendering the target incapable of further combat.
But now, it was different.
The Iron Wall Warrior Unit, clinging to one another as a single body, demanded that Cheon Mujgyeol find the vital point of that unified mass and sever it.
Whoosh!
Cheon Mujgyeol’s eyes blazed with light.
The activation of Cheonram Haejin Gyeol.
In that instant, the weakness of the Iron Wall Warrior Unit—hidden to all appearances—materialized before his eyes.
Cheon Mujgyeol’s blade drove sharply into that weakness.
But the Iron Wall Warrior Unit did not flinch.
They simply thickened their self-constructed barrier.
Instead—
Bang-bang-bang!
It was the Myeonggyeong Unit that moved.
As if they had known all along that Cheon Mujgyeol would strike thus, they shifted to obstruct his path, disrupt his flow, and seal the weakness of the Iron Wall Warrior Unit.
Boom-boom-crash!
Another explosion tore through the air.
But this time it was different from before.
Cheon Mujgyeol was forced backward, retreating under the pressure.
The Iron Wall Warrior Unit, by contrast, held firm with minimal casualties.
The Myeonggyeong Unit, having fulfilled their role, withdrew once more to their original positions and reformed their formation.
It was a movement that honored each unit’s strengths while seamlessly compensating for every gap.
‘Is this also his handiwork?’
Cheon Mujgyeol glanced sideways at Dongbang Yeonhwi once more.
Dongbang Yeonhwi, whose gaze had never left Cheon Mujgyeol, smiled faintly the moment their eyes met.
‘Will that suffice?’
Dongbang Yeonhwi’s eyes were asking him that very question.
Thud!
Cheon Mujgyeol kicked off the ground and charged forward again.
Faster this time, and far more devastating.
The Cheonsingeom began to dance.
Whoosh!
In that moment, the ranks of the Iron Wall Warrior Unit—pressed tightly together—suddenly splayed wide.
And the Myeonggyeong Unit surged in behind them.
As the Iron Wall Warrior Unit spread, the weakness visible in Cheon Mujgyeol’s eyes vanished in an instant.
But Cheon Mujgyeol did not slow; instead, he drove deeper into the gaps of the Iron Wall Warrior Unit.
Crash!
The moment Cheon Mujgyeol pierced inward, the Iron Wall Warrior Unit compressed again, squeezing him from all sides.
It was as if the Iron Wall Warrior Unit were a fist closing around him.
Boom-boom-crash!
But Cheon Mujgyeol was no one to be overcome so easily.
After a string of violent detonations, the compressed gaps of the Iron Wall Warrior Unit burst open once more.
Those who had struck Cheon Mujgyeol directly were badly wounded and bleeding; those in the rear ranks bore the brunt of the shock as well.
Cheon Mujgyeol’s logic—if it cannot be broken from without, shatter it from within—proved devastatingly true.
As the Iron Wall Warrior Unit scattered under the damage, the Myeonggyeong Unit filled the void and pressed their assault.
And in that moment, the Jeongeom Guard, having reformed their lines in the rear, stepped forward once more.
While the Iron Wall Warrior Unit and Myeonggyeong Unit kept Cheon Mujgyeol at bay, the Jeongeom Guard thrust through the widened gap to attack him.
Boom-boom-crash! Boom-boom-crash! Boom-boom-crash!
Against an endless barrage of blades, Cheon Mujgyeol whirled his sword without respite.
The Myeonggyeong Unit supported the Jeongeom Guard’s movements, attacking in concert.
The Iron Wall Warrior Unit did not fully withdraw but held their ground at close quarters, reformed and watching for any opening.
Boom-boom-boom-crash!
Screee-eee-eek!
Cheon Mujgyeol wielded the Cheonsingeom and Sword Scabbard as though performing a dance of swords.
The Chosik of the Cheonmyeol Twelve Sword cascaded forth, and every combined assault of the Jeongeom Guard and Myeonggyeong Unit crumbled before it.
Did they sense that this would not suffice?
The Jeongeom Guard suddenly intensified the force of their onslaught upon Cheon Mujgyeol.
Boom-boom-boom-crash!
The shockwave of the collision in that confined space shook Cheon Mujgyeol and everything around him.
Even Cheon Mujgyeol was forced to hesitate for an instant under such overwhelming power.
Bang-bang-bang!
And in that same breath, the Jeongeom Guard and Myeonggyeong Unit moved with seamless coordination, withdrawing backward.
Air that had been circling the outer edge of the arena rushed inward with sudden force.
Cheon Mujgyeol’s hair and robes whipped and scattered in the churning air.
Before Cheon Mujgyeol’s eyes, the Jeongeom Guard, the Myeonggyeong Unit, and the Iron Wall Warrior Unit—now reformed in full ranks—moved in concert.
Not three separate forces, but a single organism flowing with organic unity.
Cheon Mujgyeol watched them in stillness for a moment.
Whoosh.
After observing their movements briefly, Cheon Mujgyeol shifted once more.
The motion was subtle, yet all three units rippled and convulsed in response.
Bang!
Cheon Mujgyeol burst forward in a single direction with blinding speed.
The Jeongeom Guard and Iron Wall Warrior Unit reacted, pivoting to meet him.
The Jeongeom Guard withdrew while the Iron Wall Warrior Unit surged ahead.
As the Iron Wall Warrior Unit blocked his path, the Jeongeom Guard wheeled around to strike from another angle.
The Myeonggyeong Unit cut across the space between them both, seeking to break his flow.
Cheon Mujgyeol saw that singular opening.
Slash!
His form seemed to extinguish in an instant, only to materialize elsewhere as if conjured from nothing.
An move none had anticipated.
Cheon Mujgyeol had appeared at the precise intersection where all three units intersected.
He had threaded through the gaps created by their repositioning—a stroke designed to sever the very pulse of their coordination.
Screech!
To intercept him, the Myeonggyeong Unit flung their swords at him in a desperate gambit.
Yet such a defensive strike posed no true threat to Cheon Mujgyeol.
Clang-clang-clang-clang-clang! Screech!
Brushing aside the Myeonggyeong Unit’s blades with ease, Cheon Mujgyeol thrust his sword with razor precision.
A stroke of exquisite artistry.
His blade carved through the gap between the Myeonggyeong Unit and the Jeongeom Guard with surgical perfection.
In that instant, the Jeongeom Guard’s movement pattern fractured.
“Hah!”
A gasp of shock—whose, no one could tell—cut through the air.
As the Jeongeom Guard’s formation shattered, the Iron Wall Warrior Unit was forced to shift their positioning in haste, and in that chaos, they collided.
Thud!
The moment the movements tangled and their formations crashed together, Cheon Mujgyeol drove deeper into the widening chasm.
Whisper-whisper-whisper-whisper-whiiiish!
The Cheonmyeol Twelve Sword—Nakseong Bigang erupted.
A relentless cascade of sword strikes poured not at the Jeongeom Guard or Iron Wall Warrior Unit, but squarely at the Myeonggyeong Unit.
Already strained from their role in anchoring and severing his flow, the Myeonggyeong Unit lacked the strength to withstand his direct assault.
Crash-crash-crash!
They moved swiftly, desperately trying to slip from the space between his strikes, but escape never came.
Cheon Mujgyeol’s Cheonun Mueae Step denied them any quarter.
Crrraaash!
The Myeonggyeong Unit fell back under tremendous force, unable to withstand his onslaught.
In that press, many—great and small—sustained wounds.
Until this moment, Cheon Mujgyeol had not taken a single life.
More than that, he had not even drawn blood.
With blade sheathed or wrapped in leather, he had merely ‘struck’ them down.
But now, for the first time, he drew steel against flesh.
His resolve not to take life remained unchanged.
Yet he no longer harbored thoughts of letting them walk away unmarked.
They were not the kind of opponent to whom such mercy applied.
His strikes, already devastating in their force, now carried an edge that bit deep—and the Myeonggyeong Unit collapsed into combat incapacity in moments.
Cheon Mujgyeol drove the Myeonggyeong Unit far back before pivoting sharply.
Behind him, the gap that had opened between the Jeongeom Guard and Iron Wall Warrior Unit was closing with alarming speed.
Whooom! Screech!
Cheon Mujgyeol drew upon his inner reserves and swept his blade in a horizontal arc.
The Heokongsanyeol technique.
This time, not a blade pressure, but a crescent of sword qi erupted forth—piercing the narrowing space between them.
Crackle!
Though the Jeongeom Guard and Iron Wall Warrior Unit widened their gap in response, some among them reacted too late and were cleaved by the sword qi.
Cheon Mujgyeol rushed forward in the wake of his projected qi, pressing close behind it.
He claimed the perfectly bisected space and began driving the Jeongeom Guard backward.
Crack-crack-bang!
Cheon Mujgyeol’s movements as he drove the Jeongeom Guard back single-handedly were nothing short of explosive.
The Jeongeom Guard could not withstand the force of the Cheonmyeol Twelve Sword he unleashed upon them, and they were driven back helplessly.
Blades shattered, and the guards fell.
The Iron Wall Warrior Unit attempted to press in from behind, but it was useless.
As if eyes were set in the back of his head, Cheon Mujgyeol continued to drive back the Jeongeom Guard while deflecting every attack from the Iron Wall Warrior Unit.
Whoosh.
The protectors watching from atop the Watchtower turned their bodies away with hardened expressions.
Dongbang Cheongryu remained standing on the Watchtower, watching the protectors depart to prepare for the next engagement before turning his gaze back to the battlefield.
By now, Cheon Mujgyeol had neutralized the Jeongeom Guard and was pressing the Iron Wall Warrior Unit hard.
The Iron Wall Warrior Unit’s solid barrier was beginning to crack under Cheon Mujgyeol’s overwhelming assault.
They held firm by patching the fractures, but the speed at which they filled them could not keep pace with the speed at which new cracks formed.
Crack-crack-crack-crack-bang!
Another tremendous explosion erupted, and at last the Iron Wall Warrior Unit’s barrier crumbled.
Whiiiiing!
A wind reeking of blood blew toward the Main Gate of the Dongbang Clan.
Standing alone in the ravaged plaza was Cheon Mujgyeol.
The aura of immense pressure emanated from Cheon Mujgyeol as he stood holding the Cheonsingeom and its scabbard at an angle.
With the situation concluded, Dongbang Cheonbaek, Dongbang Yeonhwi, and even Dongbang Cheongryu all turned their bodies and vanished from the Watchtower.
And toward Cheon Mujgyeol standing alone, Bukgung Danya approached, his mind reeling.
‘So this is the true power of Cheon Mujgyeol.’
Cheon Mujgyeol in Danae Valley had been formidable.
But compared to now, it was nothing.
It seemed he had caught his first true glimpse of the real strength Cheon Mujgyeol possessed.
“My lord, are you unharmed?”
At Bukgung Danya’s question, Cheon Mujgyeol nodded.
And Bukgung Danya saw it.
The beads of sweat gathered at Cheon Mujgyeol’s temples.
It was evidence that this fight had not been an easy one, even for Cheon Mujgyeol.
Cheon Mujgyeol moved forward, sword still in hand.
He was headed toward the Main Gate of the Dongbang Clan, which stood firmly closed.
Bukgung Danya followed in his wake.
When they reached the Main Gate after carefully passing between those who lay fallen.
Creak-creak-creak-creak-creak!
The massive gate, firmly sealed, began to open slowly.
Boom!
The Main Gate swung wide, and the two men stepped inside.
Passing through a corridor that evoked the image of thick fortification walls, the interior of the Dongbang Clan came into view.
And seeing that vista, Bukgung Danya spoke with eyes wide and trembling.
“Damn, insane!”
A curse escaped unbidden from his lips.

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