Chapter 135
Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: Chapter 135
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: I Love You (Saranghae) (5)
“Where do you think you’re going!”
“Haha! You’re dealing with me!”
As Dosun tried to block Zhuge Soso’s path, Mian Sosal swiftly cut in front of him.
“You brat!”
“This old man thinks fighting’s just talk?”
Shing! Slashslashslash! Slash!
A whirlwind of blade winds raged between Mian Sosal and Dosun.
In an instant, Dosun vanished from sight. Only the shadows of his swinging sword danced wildly in the air.
Mian Sosal plunged fearlessly through the gaps between the blades.
Clangclangclangclang! Clangclangclang!
The sharp ring of metal echoed fiercely as the sword shadows were deflected. It was as if a massive net had been torn apart... As the shadows cleared, Dosun’s figure reemerged.
“Impressive inner power!”
“You flatter me!”
Shing!
Mian Sosal charged at Dosun, but Dosun leaped back, evading the fight.
Dosun was buying time.
“If you’re not gonna fight, mind if I take off?”
“If you want to go, then go.”
Dosun said this, but showed no intention of stepping aside.
Those with power can do anything. They can leave if they wish, kill if they desire. Those without power can do nothing. They can’t leave even if they want to, can’t kill even if they try.
Do you have power, or not?
Mian Sosal possessed tremendous strength. But his opponent was Dosun. In a one-on-one deathmatch, Mian Sosal’s odds of victory were well over half. However, in a situation where he needed to urgently slip away like now, it wasn’t easy.
Mian Sosal pointed his sword tip at Dosun and said,
“I’ll make sure you remember this.”
“Heh heh! Save that talk for after you survive.”
Dosun replied with a leisurely laugh.
Zhuge Soso’s group had escaped, but Mian Sosal and Four Thousand Four were left inside the encirclement. The two had held off Dosun and the undying warriors, allowing the others to flee.
Now, the encirclement closed in on them.
The Sword Sage and the undying warriors, along with the unprecedented power surging from the center, would soon overwhelm the pair.
Dosun just needed to keep Mian Sosal pinned until the encirclement turned aggressive. And Mian Sosal had to break free no matter what before then. That was the only way to survive. But pushing aside a supreme expert like Dosun in one go was impossible. Then!
“Hng!”
Dosun recoiled in shock, sliding back a full zhang.
Mian Sosal instinctively glanced at Four Thousand Four. But Four Thousand Four was still locked in fierce combat with the undying warriors who refused to stay down no matter how many times they were killed. He was still deploying his Shadowless Projection, and the warriors kept rising after falling.
“Hng!”
Dosun recoiled again in shock, sliding back further.
Now the gap between Dosun and Mian Sosal had widened to three zhang. Enough distance for Mian Sosal to slip away.
“Let’s go!”
Mian Sosal bellowed, launching his body forward. But then,
“Where— Hng?”
Dosun, who had been blocking him, tried to cut him off again. Yet he muttered something incomprehensible once more and retreated even further.
‘This guy!’
Only then did Mian Sosal realize why Dosun had pulled back.
Four Thousand Four—this fool had brazenly interfered in the fight with Dosun. Too busy handling the undying warriors, he’d still found a moment to unleash Shadowless Projection at Dosun. Three times, no less.
Four Thousand Four’s Shadowless Projection grazed past Mian Sosal.
From Four Thousand Four’s position behind Mian Sosal, it couldn’t advance without passing him.
Yet Mian Sosal felt no brush of air, as if it had flowed sideways around him.
“Let’s go!”
Mian Sosal bellowed once more. He glanced at Four Thousand Four.
Four Thousand Four didn’t look back. He was hurling stones at the undying warriors, now just a zhang away.
Thwip!
The sound of stones slicing through the air rang out.
Finally, the Shadowless Projection shattered. The sound meant his inner energy for it was depleted. In short, proof of exhaustion.
Four Thousand Four couldn’t escape.
‘Damn it!’
Mian Sosal grumbled and launched his body first.
Hesitating even a moment longer in this situation meant getting caught together. No matter how strong he was, he couldn’t face the Sword Sage and Dosun at once. Especially not with those freaks who didn’t scream even when their skulls split or bellies ripped.
He felt his waist movements slowing. Pain surged from his shoulder blades. His shoulders and wrists lost strength.
Shing! Boom boom boom!
The stones still flew unpleasantly. Punching holes in the heads of those rising again.
But the impact had weakened considerably.
They rose much faster than when hit from afar. Not even giving him time to grab another stone, they sprang up and charged like a gale.
‘Damn! Was I this weak?’
Four Thousand Four gave a bitter smile.
He’d only deployed Shadowless Projection a dozen or so times... Exhausting himself like this? It didn’t make sense. He hadn’t even exchanged words with Dosun or the Sword Sage yet.
But this was reality.
Shadowless Projection wasn’t infinite. Especially when unleashing it nonstop without regulating qi, exhaustion came rapidly.
Still, it was a relief. Zhuge Soso had escaped. Vanguard, Hanbi, Jaja, and Fox had gotten out safely too.
‘What now?’
He let his hands hang and looked to the sky for a moment.
Tucked in his waist pouch were stacks of letters Zhuge Soso had left behind. Maps to the Heavenly Annihilation Division’s headquarters, guard deployments—irreplaceable intel.
If he wanted to head to the Heavenly Annihilation Division, this was the perfect chance.
Another thought arose. Did he really need to go there?
He’d planned to go to rescue his master. If his master was in peril, it was a disciple’s duty to help.
But there was something more important.
Guiding the world’s people to a peaceful death.
This was more precious than saving his master. That was his master’s teaching.
There was no need to go to the Heavenly Annihilation Division.
This put him at odds with the Zhuge family or Mian Sosal, who saw it as an enemy. It also differed from Vanguard’s group, forced into killing after their leader was captured.
He had clearly been imprisoned in the Nineteen Hells.
Yet that life left no grudge. Even the fact of capture didn’t linger in his heart.
Those who trained in the Final Resolution left no ties to the world, ready to die anytime. He hadn’t been like that originally, but training made him so.
Now he had a purpose.
Those dozen warriors... the undying ones who felt no pain from torn flesh or broken bones... Weren’t they the pitiful souls needing guidance to death?
Was it right to guide them to death, or to bolt from here to the Heavenly Annihilation Division?
“Heh heh heh!”
Four Thousand Four laughed bitterly.
No matter how he turned it over, guiding them to death came first.
Dosun, the Sword Sage, and the unprecedented power pinned in the center didn’t matter. Before facing them, he had to send as many undying warriors to the afterlife as possible.
‘Got it!’
He finally knew what he had to do. And it had to be done here and now.
Shing!
Four Thousand Four drew his sword. He charged straight at the undying warriors rushing like a gale.
“Th-that guy!”
Fox stammered in panic.
They had slipped the encirclement easily. Calmed, they glanced back.
He’s probably still holding strong.
But no. Four Thousand Four was struggling hard. Not even fighting Dosun or the Sword Sage—just facing the undying warriors, barely holding on.
“Why’s he like that?”
“Exhaustion.”
“Already?”
“He used Shadowless Projection nonstop. At least twenty times while we escaped... Even for a human, that’s no surprise.”
“Still, that’s too pitiful.”
Hanbi said heavily.
Four Thousand Four swung his sword. The oncoming warrior clearly took the hit and sprayed blood. But he didn’t fall. Ignoring the wound, he struck back.
Four Thousand Four had to dodge immediately after swinging.
It wasn’t a lack of technique failing to drop the foe—it was because the enemy was immortal.
“How do we kill those bastards?”
Hanbi asked Zhuge Soso.
“Rip out the heart or sever the head. Otherwise, time will handle it. In that state... those ten won’t last long. But...”
Zhuge Soso trailed off.
There weren’t just ten undying warriors. The Sword Sage brought another dozen or so, and ten more rushed from the center. Twenty in total.
Dosun and the Sword Sage didn’t need to step in.
They judged the undying warriors could handle it.
“If you’re gonna kill ‘em, do it quick.”
Jaja grumbled.
No one told Four Thousand Four to stay. He chose it himself. But seeing him suffer was heartbreaking.
Swoosh!
Mian Sosal arrived late, having escaped the encirclement. He spoke immediately.
“That guy in the center—I’ve got a rough guess who he is.”
“Who?”
Zhuge Ming asked.
“Only one man in the world could turn people into that. Annoying bastard. Bet even Little Miss is thinking it now. Right?”
“The Poison Physician, Sima Hong.”
Zhuge Soso named him calmly, as if she’d known all along.
“P-Poison Physician!”
“Sima Hong!”
Everyone paled at the name.
It wasn’t ordinary.
Like Mian Sosal, he was one of the Central Plains’ Five Great Masters. His specialty was poison arts. He used weapons sometimes, but mostly struck without moving, using only poison.
“Ah!”
Fox sighed.
Now the path to save Four Thousand Four was completely cut off.
With the Sword Sage, Dosun, and the Poison Physician Sima Hong... that place was a land of death.
No one spoke. The name Poison Physician Sima Hong forced their silence.
Thud thud! Thud!
Four Thousand Four swung his sword. He’d shifted targets from torsos to necks. Even if they wouldn’t die no matter how much he hit, maybe decapitation would do it.
“Gah!”
The undying warriors screamed for the first time. Decapitated, they never rose again.
It worked. Cut off the head, and they die.
Swoosh! Shing!
Four Thousand Four moved with impossible speed, as if unexhausted.
One, two... Each swing dropped them. He almost doubted these were the same unkillable foes.
But... something strange happened. Even without his sword, the undying warriors began collapsing.
Thud! Plop!
Blood-soaked from head to toe, they fell like puppets with cut strings.
Just as Four Thousand Four was exhausted, they had run out of their borrowed power too.
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