Monochrome Sovereign [EN]: Chapter 1318

Yeon Ho-jeong retreated hastily.

‘Damn it.’

His face was pale, and blood gushed from his mouth. He had hastily defended with the Yellow Dragon Banner, but he was a fraction too late. He managed to deflect most of the attacks, but one Yin Desolation finger wind [a concentrated blast of dark energy] that he couldn’t block struck a vital point, disrupting his inner energy flow.

‘Azure Dragon!’

Fwoosh!

He neutralized the Yin Desolation energy that had penetrated like a ray of light and summoned a golden white tiger, unleashing a burst of power. The sequence of actions was like lightning. The way he instantly broke down and dispelled the penetrating energy was overwhelming.

However, his opponent was no different.

Zzzing! Zzzing!

The White Dragon Axe was still spinning at high speed. It hovered in the air, still rotating. It was unable to advance because of an unknown force emanating from Sa Mun-hyang’s outstretched right hand.

‘Not bad.’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes narrowed. Why? For a moment, Sa Mun-hyang’s voice seemed different.

‘Maintaining the Igi [inner energy] and adding spiritual power to the main body for an attack… There aren’t many masters who can do that after reaching the Extreme Realm.’

Fsssh!

Faint smoke leaked from the spinning White Dragon Axe. The surrounding temperature gradually increased.

‘Impressively powerful. I didn’t expect it to be this much, truly.’

Sa Mun-hyang extended his hand to the right.

Clang!

The spinning White Dragon Axe followed his gesture and plunged into the ground.

Crack. Crack.

A chilling sound echoed from his large hands.

‘Then.’

Swoosh.

Sa Mun-hyang slowly lowered his stance. Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.

‘Finally.’

Slightly bent knees, a forward-leaning upper body, and his arms naturally lowered.

‘Is he coming?’

Yin Desolation Martial Art, Earth Mother Divine Dragon Stance. A secret technique among secrets that only those who have mastered Yin Desolation Martial Art to the extreme can achieve. With every breath, Yin Desolation energy is released, and through extreme power manipulation, it increases strength and speed, and with bizarre movements, it destroys the opponent’s martial arts deployment. It is the ultimate technique.

It was this very technique that caused Moyong Gun to lose his sight after exhausting his energy, Tang Gwan to suffer a fatal injury from a sudden Yin Desolation strike, and him to suffer a fatal internal injury, putting him in an irreversible situation. He was witnessing that deadly martial art again.

The absolute art that only the Demonic Cult Leader of the Yin Sect could use, which had killed three of the top masters in the Central Plains at the time.

‘Gwangryong.’

Yeon Ho-jeong noticed that the blade of the Gwangryong Axe was cracked. It had happened when it collided with Sa Mun-hyang’s hand blade. The Gwangryong Axe, which he thought was sturdier than the Wind and Thunder Axe he had wielded during his Black Emperor days, was cracked. Even though his martial power had increased since then, he couldn’t prevent the axe blade from cracking.

Back then, there were three of them, and now there was only one, so was it a natural result? However, Yeon Ho-jeong felt a sense of doubt.

‘His martial art is real. But now?’

The moment he brought out the Earth Mother Divine Dragon Stance, something kept stimulating his mind.

‘It’s definitely the Earth Mother Divine Dragon Stance, but it’s a little different from back then.’

Was it because I had become stronger? Or was it because the times were different from back then? The chilling aura that made his bones ache was certainly worthy of being called the best in the Central Plains martial world. But the Earth Mother Divine Dragon Stance he had experienced during his Black Emperor days was even more formidable. It was an aura that made it hard to even breathe. How surprised he had been by the overwhelming energy that made it difficult to even deploy his martial arts before they even clashed.

If it hadn’t been for the Sword God Moyong Gun, who had mastered the Thunderclap Art to the extreme, if it hadn’t been for Yeon Ho-jeong’s experience of killing masters several levels above him with his extreme combat abilities, and if it hadn’t been for Tang Gwan, who possessed the most vicious poison techniques in the world, they would never have been able to kill him.

But now?

‘…For now.’

Yeon Ho-jeong slightly rotated his spear. He turned the cracked side away and concentrated his inner energy, tightening the weapon itself even more.

Sa Mun-hyang smiled. His eyes grew increasingly ferocious, and the composure he had shown until now was nowhere to be seen.

‘Take this, Yeon Ho-jeong.’