“What’s that?” “Is that the Silver Lotus Hall?” The martial artists who had been fighting for a while stopped moving and looked in the direction of the mountain. It was a large mountain on the other side of Poyang Lake. A bolt of lightning struck the top of the mountain, drawing everyone’s attention. It was … Read more
Jang Cheon-hwa was so strong that calling him “strong” felt like it wasn’t enough. Swoosh! Just a light swing of his sword disrupted the very flow of the air. Where his blade passed, deep scars remained. Seeing a huge rock that had stood for thousands of years break in half was really unsettling. Jang Cheon-hwa … Read more
As Pyo Wol gazed intently at Jang Cheon-hwa, his smile deepened. “Unexpected, isn’t it?” “…” “From your perspective, I suppose it is. Instead of standing here, shall we take a walk?” Without waiting for Pyo Wol’s answer, Jang Cheon-hwa began to walk away. He exposed his back to Pyo Wol — showing his weakness. It … Read more
The assassin’s eyes widened in shock, his body convulsing as if struck by a jolt. Gradually losing focus, his pupils were filled with questions. ‘When, when did he…?’ That was the last thought of the assassin. Darkness consumed him, and his body fell limp. Dead. From behind the lifeless assassin, a dark shadow arose. It … Read more
Pyo Wol left the battlefield and arrived at Poyang lake. At the vacant dock, a small boat floated gently. A familiar figure stood aboard. “Welcome.” The man who greeted Pyo Wol was none other than Hong Yushin, the chief inspector of the Hao clan. “You arrived early.” Pyo Wol stepped onto the boat. Holding the … Read more
The person who was targeting his life was So Geoksan ‘If we don’t get rid of him, the damage will increase.’ The martial arts skills of Jeok-hon were the exact opposite of those of the assassins. Not only was he strong in martial arts, but his senses were extraordinarily heightened, so he could easily detect … Read more
In Kangho, wars led by martial artists differed greatly from those of ordinary soldiers. While soldier warfare was guided by the strategies and commands of their generals, the conflict of martial artists was greatly influenced by individual judgment. At first, they would fight the opponent right in front of them, but then they would instinctively … Read more
Many messenger birds took off and headed towards the Golden Heavenly Hall. “Reports have come in from the Iron Spirit Squad.” “The Luminous Sword Squad has sent news.” “Commander Yu has brought a report.” In the Golden Heavenly Hall, there were specific people tasked with managing these messenger birds. They would gently untie the letters … Read more
“What?” Instinctively, Lee Se-mun raised his spear, aiming straight ahead. But there was no one in his sight. All he could see were corpses. The bodies of the Thousand Swords martial artists, who were ambushed and killed by them, and the bodies of Lee Se-mun’s own followers from the Shadow Unit. No one was alive. … Read more
Lee Geom-han stared ahead with a stern expression. In the distance, a fierce battle was raging. Those standing against the Silver Lotus Hall were none other than the martial artists of the Golden Heavenly Hall. Having clashed several times before, their faces were familiar. Suddenly ambushed, it was clear that these were the martial artists … Read more