Chapter: 801
Kwa-ddi-deuk-!!
The face that was stepped on digs deeply into the ground.
Even if it doesn’t go deep, cracks spread out like spider webs, proving the pressure.
“Ugh!!”
The sudden pain made the Twin Swordsman swallow his breath.
Immediately, he channels strength into his dantian.
Phew-!
Energy spreads through his blood vessels. First and foremost, he had to somehow get this foot out of the way.
But.
Bam-!
“Ugh!”
With a strong impact, energy is obstructed, and there’s immense pain in his lower abdomen.
It felt as if his blood vessels were getting tangled.
In reality, they probably weren’t twisted or experiencing any reverse flow. If that had been the case, the devil would have shown up at his door long ago.
Self-defense measures turned out to be meaningless.
He couldn’t even squirm from the pain.
At the moment of overwhelming helplessness.
“Hey.”
A voice echoed.
“Why are you stopping? Keep going.”
It was the voice of the foot’s owner.
For some reason, that voice was full of laughter.
“Say it.”
Kwuk-!
“Ugh… Agh!”
“Bark more, you little shit!”
As the verbal abuse intensified, the pressure on his face increased.
It was now difficult to even breathe.
If things went on like this, his face would get smashed.
Was there really no way out? Just as the Twin Swordsman continued to wrack his brain.
“Because I kept trying to pass. You think people are fools…!”
Woom-!
“…!!”
Suddenly, the pressure he felt on his face dropped drastically.
The Twin Swordsman didn’t miss the chance.
He immediately maximized the strength throughout his body and swung his arms.
Thump-! The impact caused the foot to slip slightly. In that moment, the Twin Swordsman agilely maneuvered his body to increase the distance between them.
Thanks to that, he managed to escape just in time.
Phew… Whoosh-!!
He quickly wrapped his body in energy to numb the pain and, while raising his self-defense aura, the Twin Swordsman assessed his opponent.
In truth, there was no need for such confirmation.
He had already verified it through the voice.
“Holy…!”
Coolook-!
Just as he was about to call out to his opponent in an irritated tone, a cough pierced his ears, causing the Twin Swordsman to frown.
This was because the person who had been stepping on his face just a moment ago was suddenly spitting up blood.
Thud-!
Blood flowed from his mouth, soaking the ground. The amount was rather significant.
“You’re annoying, kid. Your clothes are all wet.”
The person responsible for the bloodshed, King Seongwang Gu Yangcheon, was wiping away the blood with a frown.
Cooluck.
After that, he coughed up blood several more times and spat out blood-mixed saliva onto the floor.
The gaze of the Twin Swordsman who witnessed this shifted oddly.
“What are you looking at? Is this the first time you’ve seen someone vomit blood?”
In contrast, the Twin Swordsman frowned at the shameless attitude and opened his mouth.
“…What are you doing?”
“What am I doing?”
Gu Yangcheon laughed loudly at that response.
“Are you out of your mind? Don’t you see? I’m beating up a little bitch!”
The Twin Swordsman raised his hand to cover his forehead. The face that had just been stepped on was throbbing painfully.
‘When on earth…?’
When did the Holy King get so close to him?
Why was the deputy commander lying there?
‘Why was I lying on the ground?’
He didn’t realize any of those changes until it was too late.
By the time he realized it, he was already lying on the ground.
The Twin Swordsman couldn’t believe it.
‘No matter how careless I was…’
He never thought they would allow such a surprise attack. It was absurd.
However, it was not merely a case of carelessness.
It was purely a difference in level.
An undeniable reality bore down on the Twin Swordsman.
Even if he didn’t want to accept it, he had no choice but to acknowledge it.
‘…A monster.’
A genius who not only reached the pinnacle but also occupied the throne.
He had thought that the title of king must have had some greater significance, but he hadn’t expected it to surpass that level.
‘This is….’
It seemed it would be beyond royal level.
‘They say he crushed the Dao King with his fist.’
That didn’t seem like a lie.
To be honest, he had half-believed it all along. But now that he saw this, he had no words left to say.
The being before him was immensely stronger.
The realization struck the Twin Swordsman.
At that moment.
“I can understand it to some degree.”
Gu Yangcheon, having wiped away all the blood, continued speaking to the Twin Swordsman.
“I was willing to overlook whatever bullshit you pulled, you know?”
Even with a smiling demeanor, the Twin Swordsman felt a chill run down his spine.
He checked his arm. Goosebumps covered him.
‘What the…?’
He hadn’t done anything, so why was there this feeling?
The overwhelming difference in power? Was it making him stiffen up?
No, this wasn’t just any feeling.
‘Could it be….’
Was he scared? Did he actually fear that punk?
Crack.
The Twin Swordsman gritted his teeth and channeled energy into his blood vessels.
He forced his stiff body back to life.
There was a difference in level. If they fought, he would lose.
Even though he knew that for certain and his pride had been trampled on.
“What the hell did I do?”
He wasn’t about to back down like this.
Because this was the Murim Alliance.
“Oh, look at this brazen old man!”
“Where in the world are you, to rashly initiate this surprise attack! Aren’t you scared of the Alliance’s laws?!”
“Laws?”
As Gu Yangcheon nodded and spoke, the corners of the Twin Swordsman’s lips twitched into a smile.
“You just attacked another lord in the Alliance! This is no different from treason! Even if you are currently favored within the Alliance, do you think they’ll take this lightly?”
“Haah.”
At the Twin Swordsman’s words, Gu Yangcheon couldn’t help but break into laughter.
“Are you really out of your mind?”
His expression said it plainly: he was pondering how to deal with that lunatic.
“Didn’t I say I heard everything you said? Did you think your ears were blocked?”
“…”
Upon hearing Gu Yangcheon’s words, the Twin Swordsman frowned slightly.
Right, that guy had indeed heard everything he had said. But.
“What’s wrong with that?”
“Ha?”
Once more, Gu Yangcheon’s eyes furrowed at the response.
“What’s wrong? Are you asking because you don’t understand?”
Swish.
As Gu Yangcheon spoke, he raised his hand to sweep back his hair.
Seeing that, the Twin Swordsman involuntarily flinched.
As his hair moved away, his eyes were exposed.
Cruel blue eyes filled with contempt began to gleam.
His body tensed up.
Thump-!
His heart started racing.
“…Who could have known that woman used witchcraft? Who would know you made a backroom deal with the Silver Sword?”
But he didn’t stop speaking.
Even the instinct to remain silent couldn’t keep his mouth shut.
Yet.
“This is simple suspicion, meant purely for verification—”
“Mister.”
“…”
At that moment, even the words he had been spitting finally ceased.
“I’ve been curious about something since last time.”
His racing heart couldn’t keep up the pace anymore, and his already tangled breathing was becoming more hectic.
This was a feeling he had never experienced before.
How could he put this into words?
“Sir, do you have two lives?”
Kkeugh, kkeugh, kkeugh!
“No matter how much I think about it, I can’t understand.”
“…!”
The Twin Swordsman’s eyes widened.
His stiffened body began moving against its will.
Especially around the knees. He felt his lower body bending as if it were trying to move.
“Why do you keep yapping? If you keep this up, you’ll end up vanishing without a trace, you little punk.”
Bam-!
“Damn!”
Gu Yangcheon reached out and grabbed the Twin Swordsman’s cheek.
Then, his eyes pierced through with contempt.
“Go on, keep talking.”
Kwuk.
“Say one more word.”
Crunch-!! He felt his teeth splinter under the pressure of Gu Yangcheon’s grip.
“Because I genuinely feel like I could kill you.”
“Ugh!”
“No? Should I just dispose of you right here?”
“…Ugh!”
With the pain building, the spine of the Twin Swordsman tingled.
The murderous intent in Gu Yangcheon’s voice was genuine.
This guy was truly contemplating murdering him right there.
Killing a Lord amidst the Murim Alliance? Surely, the guards and other forces would be nearby.
…Was he not scared of the repercussions?
“That sounds about right. Sounds good, doesn’t it?”
Gu Yangcheon’s eyes sparkled as if he had made up his mind.
“…Then, wait…”
Perhaps it was the instinct for survival or something; his previously sealed lips suddenly opened.
Seeing this, Gu Yangcheon loosened his grip slightly.
“Why? Do you have anything else to say?”
“Th—that’s enough…”
Enough, stop it.
Gu Yangcheon’s eyes twitched at the words he could interpret even without hearing them all.
At that moment.
Bang!!
“Ugh!”
The jolt from the impact hit the Twin Swordsman’s face, causing his head to bob.
It was the aftermath of Gu Yangcheon winding up and punching him squarely.
“That’s not it.”
Drip.
Blood flowed down from the Twin Swordsman’s nose, suggesting something inside had burst.
“That’s not what I wanted to say right now.”
“Ugh…”
His mind was starting to spin.
This was not just a haven for a casual punch but an overwhelming force that left him dazed.
It was a struggle just to keep himself grounded.
A fist of that magnitude.
“If you did something wrong…”
Bang-!!
“I was wrong.”
Bang-!
“I should bow down sincerely.”
Bang-! Bang-!!
“Like this little shit.”
Gu Yangcheon started raining punches on the Twin Swordsman in quick succession.
Splatter-!
Blood sprayed everywhere.
His teeth were already shattered and littering the ground.
The blood flowing from his mouth and nose was sufficient to thoroughly soak the Twin Swordsman’s attire.
It hurt like hell.
Having gone through countless battles in life, feeling pain like this from just a fist was a first.
What was even more frightening was that he was still conscious despite being pummeled.
“Ugh… Ugh…”
Weakly groaning, the Twin Swordsman felt the strength leaving his body.
“I’ve known it all along.”
Watching this, Gu Yangcheon’s eyes began radiating an eerie blue light.
“You are still no different than any wild animal.”
Thud.
His lower body lost all its strength, causing his knees to buckle.
To be precise, he was hanging by the collar that Gu Yangcheon had gripped.
“Those scoundrels know they’re bad news, but you guys? You don’t even realize it. That’s the worst part.”
A hand lifted up.
Drops of blood dripped from his clenched fist.
It was all the Twin Swordsman’s blood.
“This is absurd. You rot away and then wail about why you’re rotting. Isn’t that right? Don’t you even know you’re rotten?”
The words echoed in his ears, yet it was becoming harder to comprehend them.
“That must be true. If you had known, at least you wouldn’t be in this situation. If you didn’t know, then this is where you’ve landed.”
It was as if he were speaking to himself, yet somehow, it felt like he was addressing another.
“You little shit.”
A voice saturated with rage and contempt.
Simultaneously, the fist began to move.
The moment he witnessed it.
“…I… I was wrong…”
Stop.
The Twin Swordsman finally managed to spit those words out.
Hearing this, Gu Yangcheon’s fist faltered too.
“I… did… wrong…”
“…”.
“I… am wrong…”
Tsk.
He clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed, and let his fist descend.
That quick sound was laced with every conceivable irritation.
Thump!
“Ugh.”
With a short swing of his arm, Gu Yangcheon struck the Twin Swordsman squarely on the jaw.
The force leveled him; his head hung like a broken doll.
Confirming this, Gu Yangcheon released the collar, casually tossing him to the floor.
Thud, thud.
As he shook his hands, blood splattered and felt oddly sticky.
There wasn’t much to clean it with, so he simply shook it off.
Continuing to shake his hands, Gu Yangcheon whispered down at the fallen Twin Swordsman.
“You fool of a child.”
It was nothing short of humorous.
“Apologizing with just this? How pathetic.”
After just a few punches, the guy was quick to apologize—could this really be deemed worthy of a Lord in the Alliance?
He had bragged so much; how could such little guts actually be present?
“If you undergo real torture, you’d probably wet yourself right away.”
Like slowly pulling apart the skin and igniting it from the inside out.
Or slicing delicately like a thread, akin to how the Demon Sword Master enjoyed torturing men.
He was likely someone who couldn’t endure even the simplest of tortures.
It made sense why this bunch of fools held major seats—they could crumble so easily.
Tap.
Gently, he nudged the Twin Swordsman’s face with his toe.
‘Twirling through the righteous and the wicked; this guy doesn’t seem to recall much—it’s likely he met his end long ago in his past life.’
It wasn’t unexpected, and it certainly seemed plausible.
A worthless whelp.
Not even worth a second glance, he turned to approach someone else.
The deputy commander, who had been lying there for some time.
“I know you’re awake.”
“…!”
The body, which had pretended to faint at Gu Yangcheon’s words, flinched violently.
Next, the deputy commander managed to turn his head to look at Gu Yangcheon.
“Quit laying there and help move that.”
“…Uh… Ah… Umm…”
“Or do you want to end up like this too?”
“L-Lord! Are you alright?!”
“…”
At Gu Yangcheon’s stern warning, the deputy commander immediately dashed towards the Twin Swordsman.
What a sight.
He showed not a single ounce of genuine loyalty.
Seeing this made Gu Yangcheon wonder how long it would be before the Golden Dragon Corps crumbled.
“Phew.”
Taking a deep breath, he turned his head.
The air was beginning to ripple with the presence of approaching figures.
While he had suppressed his energy, it seemed the ripple had spread out, alerting the guards or martial artists from within the Alliance.
Sensing this, Gu Yangcheon focused his gaze elsewhere.
To speak discreetly without being detected.
The location? The upper canopy of a tree, well hidden from sight.
There sat someone who had observed the entire scene unfold.
Even with his energy suppressed to the max, it wasn’t easy for Gu Yangcheon to perceive him. But Gu Yangcheon knew very well.
The Blue Dragon Lord, the Azure Sword, would surely be there.
‘How’s that?’
With that thought in mind, Gu Yangcheon questioned silently.
‘Are you feeling more assured now?’
Naturally, no answer came.
One.
Yes.
After a while, even the faintest signs finally disappeared.
Only then could Gu Yangcheon allow a satisfied smile to emerge.
This was bait enough.
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