Blood dripped from the sky.The white snow and ochre soil below were stained black and red. The sound of crunching accompanied it.

    Sabak.

    “Khck.”

    Jin Myeong-jo, Lord of the Blood Pavilion, staggered, tapping his thigh lightly with his index finger.

    His upper leg had been torn open, a massive gash exposing deep tissue. Within the wound, red mist clashed against an auspicious aura, battling for dominance. Sёarch* The N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    His bloodline’s regenerative ability was at odds with the remnants of the spell-infused martial technique that had injured him.

    [Divine Blood Demon Annihilation. I know your secret art is linked to the Divine Sword Pavilion’s Leader. Did you think I’d let you unleash it so easily? Go ahead and try channeling your internal energy again—I shall grant you and your clan a taste of the Eight Infernal Hells.]

    The voice carried a mocking lilt. It was disturbingly human.

    The leaves at their feet trembled, and branches quivered across the landscape.

    As if to flaunt its dominance over nature itself, the Sacred Manifestation of the Six Harmonies unfolded, radiating an overwhelming presence.

    [This domain belongs to me. Not even the Sword Saint can defy me here. You will not walk away unscathed.]

    “You’re full of it. Scholars always love to exaggerate. What, did taking a few of Hyun’s old man’s sword strikes make you feel invincible?”

    Ak Su-rim slammed the tip of her spear into the ground.

    A melodious laugh cascaded down from the heavens.

    [Lord of the Divine Spear of Ipwang Fortress, Ak Gaya. You know full well that you are wrong. Have you regressed into an immature child since achieving Rejuvenation? Still, your little scheme is plainly obvious to me.]

    “What scheme?”

    She tilted her head with a sneer.

    [You’re looking for me, aren’t you? Your qi ripples with urgency. But it is not enough. Like your short legs, you cannot even come close.]

    “You son of a—”

    [Do not misunderstand. I am not avoiding you out of fear. I sensed your presence from afar while I was traveling. Now that you have willingly walked into your own death, I may use your demise to shake Ipwang Fortress.]

    “Listen to this bastard talk. Do you really think you’re some kind of divine sovereign? Just because the Sword Saint isn’t here, you act like the world is yours?”

    [Engaging in conversation with you only lowers my standing. But you are correct. The one seated in Shanxi is a Celestial Deity. And soon, I shall take the Heavenly Eye Wood from your Lord and become Yama incarnate.]

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