“Amitabha!” A powerful looking monk gazed at a large mountain in the distance. It was Mount Wudang, a famous mountain that exuded an aura of spirituality. The monk’s name was Unsong. He was an elder of the Shaolin Temple and the so-called First Shaolin Master. He was hastily sent to mediate the conflict between Wudang … Read more
As a sacred site for Taoism, Mount Wudang was always bustling with people. Even during the periods of seclusion, people’s footsteps never ceased. Even if they didn’t climb Mount Wudang directly, it was believed that merely being nearby would allow them to experience the spiritual energy of the mountain. Thus, even when the Wudang Sect … Read more
News of the disaster in Sea Gate City spread quickly throughout Kangho. Rumors swirled that Dokgo Hwang of the Martial Sword Alliance and the mysterious enemies known as the Ghost Fleet had joined forces to plunder Sea Gate City, only to be destroyed themselves. People didn’t believe it at first. There was no reason for … Read more
“Argh!” Dokgo Hwang let out a strained groan. A sword was deeply embedded in his abdomen. The owner of the sword was none other than Yoo Soo-hwan. It had been a fierce battle. In terms of pure martial arts skill, Dokgo Hwang had been a notch above Yoo Soo-hwan. Even when Yoo Soo-hwan was imprisoned … Read more
The man had clear and profound eyes. Though his complexion was pale, his eyes shone as deep and bright as stars in the night sky. He felt an unpleasant memory resurface the moment he looked into those clear pupils. “Brother?” TL/N- I am using Brother instead of Sajae to make it easier to understand “It’s … Read more
“Whooooosh!” A storm erupted. The wind was like the claws of a beast, tearing at everything in its path. The majestic pavilions and towering walls crumbled, unable to withstand the fury of the storm. “Argh!” “Ugh!” “Sa… save me…” People caught in the eye of the storm were swept away, vanishing into thin air. The … Read more
Even when confronted by Go Il-won’s words, Pyo Wol’s expression did not change in the slightest. To be called cowardly was the highest praise for an assassin. It was true for Pyo Wol as well. It was the nature of an assassin to approach and kill his opponent by any means necessary. If he could … Read more
Go Il-won’s brow furrowed. Fewer wall bombs had exploded than he had expected. By now, the entire city should have been destroyed, but the area of devastation wasn’t as extensive as he thought. “What’s this?” Go Il-won heightened his senses, and the situation in the vicinity flowed clearly into his mind. The sounds of people … Read more
Crash! “Urk!” An explosive sound echoed, followed by a muffled moan. It was Tarha. Tarha’s face was a picture of defeat. It was understandable since he had been defeated in his duel with Dokgo Hwang. Even if Dokgo Hwang was renowned for his unparalleled martial genius, the number of years they had each trained in … Read more
With a loud explosion, flames shot high into the night sky. To anyone ignorant of the circumstances, the sight would have been beautiful enough to merit applause. Go Il-won, with arms crossed, watched the flames light up the night sky. Fires were erupting all around the coastal city of Sea Gate City. People sleeping peacefully … Read more