The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 329

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 329

Chu Hyeongi’s gaze swept across all directions.
The number of corpses pouring forth from every side was staggering, leaving him uncertain where to strike first.
Grraaahhh—
Ahhh—
The endless tide of bodies was overwhelming, and amid the chaos, the screams and shrieks of the dying pierced his eardrums.
“Tch!”
In the end, Chu Hyeongi’s decision was simple: stop thinking.
There was only one thing to do.
Extend his fists.
“Hyaaahhh—!”
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!
With each sweeping motion, his fists unleashed a crude torrent of force.
The technique, imbued with tremendous power, seemed as though it would shatter their bodies entirely, yet while they were driven back and knocked down, none appeared to break apart.
The moment Chu Hyeongi’s violent assault ceased along with the rain, Namgung Yeon and Seol Ha-yeon’s blades flashed forward in unison.
Seol Ha-yeon’s sword, carrying frigid energy, managed to cut through the Huncheon Gangsi’s body, and the cold radiating from her froze their movements in place.
Namgung Yeon pressed through the gap.
Shhhhwaaack—!
His blade, laden with weighty sword force, swept down and cut, yet it seemed unable to penetrate deeply, failing to inflict serious wounds.
“Hah, hah…!”
“Gasp— Gasp!”
There was no moment to catch their breath.
Though they struggled to defend themselves, the corpses’ physical resilience was overwhelming.
Even when they tried to cut, the bodies wouldn’t sever easily—it was they who grew exhausted.
“Grraaahhh!”
“Hack, hack, hack!”
Then, once more, someone’s anguished cry echoed out.
The moment it reached their ears, everyone had to clench their teeth.
Crash—!
“Garyeo! Over here!”
Whoosh!
Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo, deemed the weakest among them, had long since lost control of their breathing.
Their complexions had grown pale, evidence that their bodies had already exceeded their limits, yet their will to move as much as possible and save even one more person remained unshaken.
That was why the two never ceased their efforts.
As Paeng Dohan’s blade swept down once more, cutting through the Huncheon Gangsi’s body—
Clang—!
The body rebounded as if forged from steel, and a numbing sensation shot through his wrist.
Yet Paeng Dohan did not yield, swinging his blade again, this time pouring even greater force into it as he cut across the creature’s abdomen.
Crack—!
“Ugh—!”
As one body split apart, a wave of searing pain crashed through me.
Though I felt the blade I’d wielded since childhood growing dull and chipped, I didn’t stop—I threw myself forward once more.
“Keep going! Are you alright?!”
“Of course!”
She nodded, claiming she was fine, but her appearance told a different story.
Her breathing was ragged, her complexion ashen and sickly.
Her clothes hung in tatters, and her knuckles were so raw that bone gleamed through where flesh had been stripped away.
Yet everyone present understood one thing.
They could not stop.
The moment their will broke, Luoyang would become a sea of blood—they knew this truth.
So they drove strength into their trembling legs, stood firm, and gritted their teeth to endure.
But how much longer could this continue?
One could not hold back an enemy that surged like waves through mere desire to resist, nor could one save everyone through the will to protect.
Crack—! Snap!
“Argh!”
Then came someone’s final death cry.
The sound of a life being extinguished struck hard against my ears.
Even as despair gripped me at the helplessness of the situation, I rallied my unbroken will and surged forward once more.
“Stand aside—.”
Suddenly, a voice cut through the chaos.
Paeng Dohan spun toward the source in shock.
With a violent resonance, someone’s spear technique lashed out against the Huncheon Gangsi.
Boom—!
A deafening crash erupted as an enormous crater was gouged into the earth, and the Huncheon Gangsi, their bodies pulverized, writhed within it.
“…Alliance Master?!”
Paeng Dohan cried out in shock.
But those present were not only Hye-myeong.
Mu-jin moved with elegant grace, holding his sword lightly.
The moment it was drawn from its sheath and extended, a massive tai chi vortex consumed the surroundings, and countless Huncheon Gangsi bodies were torn to shreds, raining down with the downpour.
“Ha, haha… We… we’re saved.”
The arrival of Hye-myeong and Mu-jin.
As the Martial Arts Alliance’s elders began appearing one by one and joining the fray, the situation on the battlefield shifted in an instant.
“How dare you, wretched creatures lacking even a soul—!”
Clang—!
Then came Hye-myeong’s fierce rebuke.
His eyes blazed with the wrath of Buddha, and his previously serene aura began to surge with savage intensity.

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Jin Ga-muk gazed at the figure before him.
Not a warrior, yet the oppressive aura was unmistakable.
A being so saturated with the stench of death that it sent shivers down one’s spine.
If such a thing as a reaper of the underworld existed, surely it would be this person.
The only consolation was that Jin Cheon-u had devised contingency measures in preparation for unforeseen circumstances.
Thus, most of the powerless household members had hidden themselves in Jin Cheon-u’s inner residence.
What remained were those who must lead the three families and those present in this hall.
In such a situation, Jin Ga-muk offered a bitter smile and posed a question.
“…Who are you?”
“Ohoho— A pleasure to meet you, Family Head. Though I’m afraid I have no name to reveal to you. How shall we resolve this?”
“Then it matters not. It is clear enough that you are an enemy.”
“Enemy? Ohoho—! Listen here, Family Head. Come to your senses. An enemy is what you call someone you can actually fight.”
“….”
Simultaneously, the aura emanating from him caused everyone to break into cold sweat.
What emerged from Mo Ryeong-san’s lips was no mere words.
Truth.
Even if all of the Jin Family’s forces gathered here to stand against him, no conclusion could be reached that they could suppress him.
Could they even block a single move?
The overwhelming gap in power was that palpable.
Yet Jin Ga-muk’s expression remained composed.
His gaze was serene, as if he were not staring death in the face, and he even harbored a faint mockery toward his opponent.
“I know not who you are, but it seems your target is me? And appearing so covertly suggests that Cheon-u fears you greatly.”
“Ohohohо—! This is a crime, a crime! The defilement of the sacred one’s path! You shall pay its price!”
Mo Ryeong-san’s eyebrows twitched, revealing displeasure, yet he relaxed his expression as if the words of one no more than an ant were beneath his notice.
Rather, his eyes grew even more saturated with the miasma of death, as if contemplating how to plunge them deeper into despair.
Then he took a step forward.
Thud—!
As the distance between him and Jin Ga-muk narrowed, everyone took a step back.
It was no deliberate retreat.
The result of fear born from the presence before them.
Shhhhh—
Then.
Darkness began to spread slowly beneath Mo Ryeong-san’s feet.
Screeeech—!
“…!”
From within that darkness came anguished cries.
Then, as if someone were struggling to escape, withered hands drained of all blood flailed desperately toward the edge of the darkness.
There was not just one.
Dozens of hands grasped desperately at the world, emitting an eerie wail that froze the breath of everyone present in terror and dread.
Even Jin Ga-muk, who had appeared composed, could not escape it.
“Ohoho— do you see this darkness? It is called Yin Soul Prison. Those who are drawn in suffer slowly within the shadows until death claims them. Yet they cannot reach death until I release them.”
“…!”
Mo Ryeong-san’s lips curled into an even more sinister smile.
Then, spreading his arms wide with casual grace—
“Come now. What punishment could be more fitting for those who blaspheme the Divine than this?”
Ssshhhhh—
The darkness beneath his feet began spreading ever thicker.
As if it meant to swallow the entire Jin Family of Luoyang whole.
Jin Ga-muk, startled, cried out urgently.
“Everyone, flee!”
Baek Ja-hyeon beside him seized Jin Ga-muk and moved swiftly. The moment their feet left the ground, the floor was consumed by darkness—had they hesitated even slightly longer, they would surely have been devoured.
“Ohoho— so you mean to escape? How delightful. I, Mo Ryeong-san, have always enjoyed such games.”
Mo Ryeong-san watched Jin Ga-muk and Baek Ja-hyeon retreat.
Run freely.
The outcome would be the same regardless.
At that gaze and expression, Baek Ja-hyeon wore a bitter smile and drew his sword.
“Baek Chong-gwal!”
“Ah— brother. I fear this is where I must take my leave. Thanks to you, I have lived well all these years, and I harbor no regrets, but….”
“What….”
Baek Ja-hyeon gathered his strength as Mo Ryeong-san approached.
The eyes and expression of one who had steeled their resolve.
Did he not understand what that meant?
The Sega warriors scattered throughout also gripped their swords firmly, their determination set.
“So please go! We will buy you even a moment’s time—run and find Cheon-u! That is… the only way for you and the Sega to survive.”
Baek Ja-hyeon, his resolve firm, cried out once more.
“Brother—! Hurry!”
“Ugh?!”
“Ohoho— go on now. I shall follow shortly.”
At that moment, Mo Ryeong-san closed the distance further.
In a situation where they could be swallowed by darkness at any instant, Jin Ga-muk held his breath.
Mo Ryeong-san’s lips curled deeper as he took another step—
Crash! Shatter!
“Kugh?!”
Then it happened.
A wine bottle came flying from nowhere, striking Mo Ryeong-san across the face.
With such tremendous force that Mo Ryeong-san, who seemed immovable, was sent flying backward and crashed into the wall.
Everyone gasped in shock at the sudden turn of events.
What on earth was this?
I glanced around in bewilderment, my expression dazed.
That was when I heard a familiar voice.
“I drop by for a visit and find maggots reeking of filth crawling about?”
Piercing through the torrential downpour.
A colossal frame, a height approaching eight feet.
Muscles so robust they seemed ready to burst through his very clothes.
At the sight of him—as if he carried the raw essence of the wild itself—several voices cried out through tears.
“Elder!”
“Ah… it’s the Demon King! It’s the Elder!”
In that instant, cheers erupted throughout the hall.
A savior appearing before those staring death in the face.
His spirits lifted at the voices calling from all directions, and he grinned widely, his lips curling thick with amusement. Then, casting a glance at Baek Ja-hyeon, he spoke.
“What are you doing? Go prepare some drinks. Generously! It’s been ages since I’ve had a proper drink!”
“Hahahaha! Ah… understood! I’ll prepare it at once! But… you’ll be coming soon, won’t you?”
“Hm?”
Gu Gunbaek, who had been about to nod, paused and turned his gaze.
Crumbled bricks shifted as Mo Ryeong-san rose to his feet. For a moment, he regarded Gu Gunbaek as if to confirm something, then casually brushed the dust from his clothes.
Then, running his hand across his face, he checked his crushed nasal bone.
With utter indifference.
Gu Gunbaek, observing this, furrowed his brow.
“This will take some time. You’re in the way, so be gone.”
“Yes! Family Head, let’s go!”
“…I shall remain here. You all go and aid Cheon-u.”
“What?!”
Baek Ja-hyeon, who had been hurrying to leave the hall, widened his eyes in shock at the unexpected words. Yet Jin Ga-muk showed no intention of listening, standing firm with both feet planted as he alternated his gaze between Gu Gunbaek and Mo Ryeong-san.
“This is the Jin Family and I am its master—where would I go? Moreover, the Elder has staked his life, so how could I leave and save mine?”
“…Family Head.”
Jin Ga-muk regarded Mo Ryeong-san, who was setting his broken nasal bone back in place, and spoke in a calm voice tinged with derision.
“Your target is me, is it not? Then come. I have staked my life trusting in the Elder.”
“Ohoho— relying on merely the Demon King and acting so bold, you’ve brought great misfortune upon yourself.”
At the word “merely,” Gu Gunbaek’s brow twitched.
His gaze grew progressively darker, and a wild, untamed aura began to surge forth like madness.
Then, the moment their auras collided.
Kwaaaang—!
A violent tempest swept through.

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