The Patriarch of the Northern Heavens - Chapter 95

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Master of the Bukcheon Sword Family – Chapter 95

Everyone stared at me with expressions of shock and bewilderment.
Their eyes held the look of those who had just awakened from a spell’s grip.
What had been controlling them was the formation inscribed within this space.
My Vajra Asura Divine Art had temporarily dispelled it, leaving them all dumbfounded.
“W-what in the world is happening here….”
“My head, ugh!”
The members of the Ami Sect and Blue Star Sect realized they had been acting strangely and their faces drained of color.
I issued a warning to them.
“All of you, use the meditation techniques you’ve cultivated to steady your minds. A sinister force permeates this place.”
“A sinister force, you say….”
“It appears to be a form of dark sorcery that amplifies people’s negative emotions to their extreme. You’ve all been ensnared by it until now.”
“…!”
“We have no time. Use this opportunity to take measures to maintain your rationality.”
My words carried conviction, and the members of the Ami Sect and Blue Star Sect began reciting their sutras and scriptures.
They were, after all, disciples of sects rooted in religious practice, and they possessed ample methods to regain their composure.
The real problem, however….
-was with those Evil Faction bastards.
As the Sword Spirit said, they had startled at the touch of my Vajra Asura Divine Art, but it seemed the sorcery’s influence hadn’t been completely dispelled.
As proof, most of them had drawn their weapons and were glaring at us.
I exhaled deeply and spoke to them.
“You’d do well to come to your senses too. Prolonged exposure to such a formation could cause you to lose your reason and become mad.”
“Hmph. What nonsense are you spouting?”
A man who appeared to be the leader of the Evil Faction group snorted derisively.
“A formation? Dark sorcery made us fight? That’s ridiculous!”
He raised his voice and pointed accusingly at the members of the Ami Sect and Blue Star Sect.
“We acted out of righteous indignation not because of some sorcery, but because those bastards blocked our path! They came seeking the Wind God’s legacy just like us, yet they strut about as if only they have justification—hypocrites!”
“Hear, hear!”
“Stop your lies and get out of the way!”
The Evil Faction members behind him echoed his shout.
I sighed deeply.
“I’m sorry, but there is no Wind God’s legacy here. You’ve all come for nothing.”
“That’s absurd! Then why did you come? Weren’t you here to reclaim the Wind God’s legacy as well!”
“I came here to prevent the bloodshed that would occur in this place. Those behind me can testify to that.”
The man reflexively turned to look behind him.
Then Mak Ri-hyeon stepped forward with a sigh.
“The Wind God Dragon speaks the truth. Black Sword Master.”
“You? Aren’t you one of the young ones from the Black Dragon Unit?”
“It’s been a while since we’ve met.”
“Why is someone from Sadoryeon helping that bastard?”
“We’re not helping him. His proposal simply seemed reasonable, so we’re cooperating temporarily. If he had turned hostile toward us, half of our people would be dead by now.”
“Ha! So you crawled beneath that dog out of fear of death. Shameful vermin of the Evil Faction.”
“Your words are harsh.”
“Silence. I’ll decide what to do with you after I’ve dealt with that one.”
The one called the Black Sword Master spoke thus and raised his blade.
Without hesitation, he launched a sudden assault against me.
-Be careful!
The moment Senior cried out, I was already moving.
Thanks to the Wind God Technique, I had already sensed his ambush.
I unleashed a counterattack with lightning-swift speed.
“You!”
Clang!
Yet he seemed quite confident in his abilities.
The Black Sword Master emerged unscathed from my counterattack.
I hadn’t expected such a simple exchange to decide the match, so I extended a palm strike toward him.
Wind God Palm.
Wind surged forth, hurling the Black Sword Master’s body backward.
Boom!
“Ugh!”
Unable to evade even this, he groaned and retreated.
Yet that didn’t mean I could finish him immediately.
Like a seasoned master, he quickly steadied himself and assumed a defensive stance.
Then he incited the Evil Faction members behind him.
“What are you doing?! Help me!”
“Kill the Wind God Dragon!”
“Raaaaaahhhhh!”
In an instant, the atmosphere among them became charged with fighting spirit.
I detected something strange in their expressions—an unusual fervor.
Could the Wind God’s legacy be so coveted?
‘No. It’s something else….’
It seemed as though they were deliberately turning hostile toward me.
And at the center of it all stood the Black Sword Master.
‘Could it be?’
I fixed my gaze upon the Black Sword Master.
Perhaps he was one of the enemies dispatched from Black Night Fortress?
He was perfectly positioned among the Evil Faction members to incite bloodshed.
But all of this was merely suspicion for now.
I needed to verify the truth.
“Haah.”
I drew a light breath and activated the Demon Transformation.
Whiiiiing!
Golden wind enveloped me.
Simultaneously, my senses sharpened to an extreme, and what had been invisible became visible.
At that same moment, the Black Sword Master stomped the ground once more.
He swung his razor-sharp blade horizontally across.
Shiiiek!
The sound of air being torn asunder.
The blade was wrapped in an ominous black sword energy.
This must be the martial art that earned him the title of Black Sword Master.
“While I deal with this one, kill the rest!”
The Black Sword Master barked the command to those behind him.
“Die!”
“Haaaah!”
The Evil Faction members threw themselves forward in response.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
“How dare you!”
The warriors of the Ami Sect and Blue Star Sect began their defense.
The battle had begun anew.
I realized that if things continued this way, we would repeat what happened before—or worse.
So what must I do?
‘Overwhelm them completely.’
Boom!
I stepped into the True Stance and unleashed the Wind God Slash.
The ferocious slash met the Black Sword Master’s black sword energy with a tremendous roar.
He flinched at the unexpected strike.
But I did not stop, continuing my assault relentlessly.
Crash! Boom! Kaboom!
With each extension of my blade, a terrifying mass of sword force bore down upon the Black Sword Master.
“Ugh! How can a mere boy like you….”
The Black Sword Master broke into a cold sweat, clearly flustered.
My full power must have far exceeded his expectations.
I paid it no mind. I simply pressed forward with overwhelming momentum.
No—not just against him.
“This is my final warning.”
Kuguguguguung!
Now fully revealing my killing intent, I spoke to all gathered.
“Stop this foolishness now and cease your fighting. If you do, I will overlook this matter.”
“Nonsense!”
The Black Sword Master roared furiously.
“I will not follow your words….”
“Then die.”
I stomped the ground and unleashed a single sword strike.
Kuakuakuakuakuabang!
The Storm Slash activated, and hundreds of small blade fragments tore into the Black Sword Master.
Shwahahak!
His robes shredded to tatters as blood streamed from his entire body.
Even so, the man still possessed fighting spirit and attempted a counterattack.
Serrrk!
What followed was the Gale Severance.
I stepped with the Wind God Step and severed his neck in one motion.
A speed so fast he couldn’t even react.
Thud.
The Black Sword Master’s head froze mid-rotation, his expression locked in disbelief.
I wiped the blood from my blade and surveyed my surroundings.
“This, this madness!”
“The Black Sword Master has fallen!”
The Evil Faction members who had been about to engage were horrified by the Black Sword Master’s demise.
They had expected at least an evenly matched battle given his confident advance, but the speed of his defeat left them bewildered.
But I paid no attention to their circumstances.
I simply stepped forward with the Wind God Step.
Shwahak!
“Krraaaagh!”
“Cough!”
“P, please, aaagh!”
And I swung my blade without hesitation.
My targets were the Evil Faction members who had initiated combat despite my warning.
I had already spared them once and issued a warning.
But they ignored my words and attempted to continue their slaughter.
Then they were no longer worth sparing.
Shwahahak!
Golden wind blades cascaded down, claiming the lives of multiple Evil Faction martial artists.
“S, somehow defend!”
“Combined assault!”
Some of them regained their senses and attempted to strike back at me, but it was futile.
I drew the two precious hidden blades I had received from Dang Geuk from my robes and applied the Wind God Technique.
Shhweeeeek!
With fierce momentum, the hidden blades pierced through the brows of my enemies.
The Evil Faction martial artists could only gape in shock at the sight.
Even after the blade made contact with its target, it continued to shift its trajectory in mid-air as if possessed by a living will.
Throughout it all, I never ceased my assault.
I unfurled the Hoecheon in reverse against those rushing toward me.
The enemies who had charged forward with that terrifying sword wind were shredded and sent flying.
What followed was nothing but merciless blade strikes.
Screech!
“Aaaahhhhh!”
Screams filled the air as the entire area transformed into a sea of blood.
Everyone watched the spectacle with their mouths agape.
The Evil Faction members who had been fighting me.
The Ami Sect and Blue Star Sect alliance that had sought to oppose them.
And even those who had followed me uncertainly from behind—all of them without exception.
“….”
Drip. Drip.
Blood dripped from my blade as I came to a halt.
I flicked it away lightly and surveyed those who remained alive.
Among the Evil Faction, only a handful who had never participated in combat from the start had survived.
They all stared at me with expressions twisted by terror.
“A m-monster….”
Someone muttered.
The scene I had created was utterly gruesome.
But I felt no remorse.
The Bukcheon Sword Family was Orthodox, but they were a sword clan, and I was their heir.
It is said that in its prime, the Bukcheon Sword Family never left an opponent who bared their fangs unscathed.
I had inherited the temperament and blood of such people.
So I made it abundantly clear to everyone what happens when you oppose me—so that henceforth, none would dare recklessly challenge me.
Click.
I sheathed the Windgod Sword back at my waist and spoke calmly.
“Those curious about what lies at the end of this place may follow me. I will not stop you until then.”
I made this declaration to all present and advanced toward the passage that lay ahead.
“….”
They exchanged glances before falling into line behind me without exception.
We finally reached the end of this hastily constructed tomb.
What appeared before us was a narrow passage barely wide enough for a single person to squeeze through, and iron bars blocking that passage.
And beyond the passage, visible through the bars, was a single book.
“Ohhh!”
“It’s the martial arts manual left by Pungsin!”
Those who saw it cried out in excitement.
They had merely glimpsed a book and jumped to the conclusion that this was Pungsin’s legacy.
Rather than share their excitement, I gazed at the iron bars, and suddenly I noticed the scale above and the characters written nearby—and I burst into laughter.
[If you wish to pass through here, offer the heart of a living being.]
“What in the world do you take the Ancestor for?”
It was the sort of mad nonsense one might expect from the lunatics of the Evil Faction.
“What shall we do, sir?”
Mak Ri-hyeon, who had been standing beside me for some time now, asked with a grave expression.
“Shall I return and retrieve a heart?”
The chamber we had just passed through was littered with corpses, freshly fallen.
“Never mind.”
But I shook my head.
There was no need for such measures.
Whoosh!
I unleashed my Heavenly Net toward the books beyond the iron bars.
The decorated books wound tightly around themselves before being drawn toward me.
I stretched my hand beyond the iron bars and caught it with a snap.
“This works just fine.”
“Huh….”
Mak Ri-hyeon and the others stood with their mouths agape.

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