Chapter 750: Ugh, Disgusting.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 750: Ugh, Disgusting.
The eyes of the massive crowd began to pour over him.
Their gazes were steeped in contempt, a sense of betrayal, and rage.
It was because every single one of them had read the records left behind by the Leader of the Hao Clan.
The diary pointed to one man as the culprit.
A single individual who possessed power so vast it was terrifying to even speak of, and a martial prowess so formidable that no one under heaven dared to look down on him.
Naturally, all eyes gravitated toward Lee Jae-won.
Everyone remembered exactly who had reigned as the World’s Greatest Martial Artist at that time.
The crowd’s collective gaze grew increasingly piercing.
‘Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... FUCK!’
Meeting those eyes, Lee Jae-won fell into despair. He recognized the emotions behind them.
It was contempt.
They were looking down on him. They had begun to despise him.
Him—the martial artist who should be respected above all others.
Him—the being who should be loved by everyone.
Lee Jae-won’s expression twisted in agony. It was too difficult to endure that look, a look that was all too familiar.
Those eyes...
They were far too similar to the eyes of the people who had looked at him in the world he lived in before falling into this Murim novel.
The people who had ostracized him.
The people who had bullied him.
The people who had ignored him.
The people who had looked at him with nothing but disdain.
They were just like everyone from his previous world.
That was why it was so painful. It hurt so much he felt like he might burst into tears; he felt like he couldn't even breathe. It was simply horrific.
"Ha... ha... Stop looking..."
Lee Jae-won managed to squeeze the words out, his voice trembling.
He pleaded with them not to look at him that way. He begged them to withdraw those filthy, hideous gazes.
But not a single person in the crowd looked away. They simply stared him down with unwavering eyes.
"......Stop looking......"
Lee Jae-won squeezed the words out again. He was at his limit.
If he had to face those eyes for even a moment longer, he felt like he would break down sobbing. The memories of his past were overlapping with the present.
Yet, despite his pleas, the crowd continued to glare, their gazes boring into him. They were staring at the most hideous, hypocritical piece of human filth imaginable.
"I SAID STOP LOOKING!!!!!!!! YOU BITCHES!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Finally, Lee Jae-won’s emotions exploded. He could no longer handle the crowd’s fierce scrutiny.
"From now on, I’ll gouge out the eyes of any bastard who looks at me!"
Lee Jae-won began to scream at the top of his lungs, tears streaming down his face. He radiated a thick, murderous aura.
Despite his threats, however, the crowd only continued to glare.
They say a barking dog never bites. To the crowd, Lee Jae-won looked exactly like a barking dog—one that acted out with exaggerated threats just to hide its own fragility.
Soon, even a hint of pity began to flicker in the crowd's eyes.
"You bastards!!!!!!"
Seeing that look, Lee Jae-won shrieked. He could read the emotion in their eyes.
It was pity.
They were feeling sorry for him. These primitive Chinks were actually pitying him.
Lee Jae-won felt a surge of uncontrollable rage. The thought of being looked down upon by the very beings he despised most filled him with an overwhelming sense of humiliation.
"DON'T! DON'T LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE EYES!!!!!!"
Lee Jae-won glared back at the crowd, his eyes flashing with killing intent as he roared.
Suddenly, a massive amount of murderous aura erupted from his body. It was a killing intent so vast it couldn't even be compared to his previous outbursts.
Swaaaaaaaa—
The immense aura instantly blanketed the entire execution grounds.
"Gah..."
"Ugh..."
"Urgh!"
The crowd began to groan in pain. The incredibly dense killing intent weighed down on their bodies, tightening around them as if to choke the very breath from their lungs.
"I'll kill you all!"
Lee Jae-won screamed, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the crowd.
Those who didn't praise him...
Those who didn't respect him...
Those who didn't like him...
He had no use for them. If they weren't on his side, then killing them was the right thing to do—a thousand times over.
Vroom, vroom, vroom—
Lee Jae-won began to circulate the Great Void One-Qi Art. His massive internal energy surged and billowed terrifyingly. He began to shape and refine that vast, magnificent energy, transforming it into swords.
Soon, countless Qi Swords began to manifest behind him.
It was one of the Sage's ultimate techniques.
The Thousand Swords.
A full thousand blades had formed in the sky.
"Yes, everyone! Everyone! I'll kill you all and start over! If I just kill every last one of you bastards, no one! No one will ever know the truth! Yes, that's it! That's exactly what I'll do!"
Lee Jae-won muttered to himself repeatedly, his eyes gleaming with madness as he glared at the crowd.
He intended to destroy the evidence—by slaughtering thousands of witnesses. It was a plan so heinous it could only be described as a crime against humanity.
The faces of the onlookers turned ashen as they heard his mad ramblings. They realized that for a monster as horrific as him, such a plan was entirely possible.
"FOR MY SAKE! ALL OF YOU, JUST DIEEEE!"
Lee Jae-won let out a freakish shriek.
At his command, the thousand Qi Swords began to rain down with blinding speed toward the trembling crowd.
Swooooooosh—
The sound of the blades piercing the air echoed through the grounds.
"Twist."
At that moment, something strange happened.
The thousand Qi Swords that had been diving toward the crowd suddenly shot up into the sky, veering off their original course.
The crowd watched, stunned. They couldn't believe they had miraculously escaped death. What on earth had happened?
"JANG SEON-WOOOOOOO!"
Suddenly, Lee Jae-won let out a hideous scream, glaring at Jang Sun-woo, who stood on the opposite platform.
Hearing that scream, the crowd realized the truth. The one who had performed the miracle and saved them was the Sword God.
"How can you be so selfish until the very end?"
Sun-woo spoke, looking at Lee Jae-won with pure disgust. Seeing him struggle so desperately to save himself even in this situation made Sun-woo's skin crawl.
"AAAAAAAGH!"
A massive, freakish roar erupted from Lee Jae-won’s throat. Sun-woo’s look of disgust had triggered his deepest traumas.
"I'll kill you!"
Shring—
Lee Jae-won drew the sword from his waist.
Tak—
He activated a movement technique and kicked off the platform, launching himself into the air. His body began to glide through the sky—the Sky-Walking Technique, the pinnacle of movement arts.
Lee Jae-won flew rapidly through the air toward the platform where Sun-woo stood.
Seeing this, Sun-woo unfastened the Dragon Tail Soft Sword from his waist. He infused it with internal energy, causing the flexible blade to turn rigid.
He intended to greet his guest personally. If the man was so determined to fly over here, how could he not welcome him?
Sun-woo also lifted himself into the air and flew straight toward the approaching Lee Jae-won.
Before long, the two figures met in the center. They swung their swords at each other with everything they had, driven by the sole intent to kill.
CLANG!
Their blades collided, letting out a deafening roar that threatened to burst eardrums.
"JANG SEON-WOOOO!"
Lee Jae-won shrieked, pouring even more strength into the hand gripping his sword. He was determined to overwhelm his opponent. He concentrated his internal energy and activated every muscle in his body, all to crush the adversary before him.
Tremble, tremble—
But it was useless. No matter how much strength he applied, Sun-woo’s sword didn't budge an inch.
"Is this all you've got?"
Sun-woo spoke with a look of disappointment.
Grip—
He tightened his hold on his sword and increased the pressure. Slowly, Lee Jae-won’s sword began to be pushed back. He was being completely overpowered.
‘N-No...?!’
Lee Jae-won’s eyes widened. The blade was inching closer and closer to his own body.
‘This is bad... this is really bad!’
Urgency filled Lee Jae-won’s eyes. At this rate, he was going to be cut down.
Grind—
Lee Jae-won clenched his teeth so hard they felt like they might shatter. He focused all his nerves into his one remaining arm, desperate to hold his ground.
Finally, the sword stopped moving toward him. He had managed to hold on.
‘Phew... I’m... safe...’
But just as Lee Jae-won let out a sigh of relief...
Press—
Suddenly, the pressure from Sun-woo’s sword intensified. It was more than double what it had been before.
‘What the—?! Fuck!’
Lee Jae-won looked at Sun-woo’s sword in bewilderment. And then he saw it.
Sun-woo was gripping the hilt with both hands.
"THAT’S CHEATING!!!!!!!!"
Lee Jae-won screamed. Using two arms against a one-armed man—wasn't that cheating?
"You lunatic, there's no such thing as cheating in a fight for your life."
Sun-woo retorted, looking at him as if he were absurd. The bastard was calling it cheating just because he was at a disadvantage. How could Sun-woo not laugh?
Press—
The force crushing down on the sword grew even more immense. Unable to withstand Sun-woo’s pressure, Lee Jae-won began to be crushed by his own blade.
"AAAAAAAGH!"
Lee Jae-won let out a pained shriek. The edge of the sword was digging into his body, causing excruciating pain.
Ever since becoming the Alliance Leader of the Cheonmu Alliance, Lee Jae-won had carried a legendary sword, one of the finest in the world, just to incite envy and admiration.
Now, that vanity had turned into a poison that tormented him. The blade of the legendary sword was so sharp that it sliced through his flesh without resistance.
"AAAAAAAGH!"
Lee Jae-won screamed again. The pain was beyond anything he could endure. How could anyone bear their living flesh being carved open?
‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!’
Lee Jae-won cursed incessantly as his mind raced. If this continued, his death was certain.
‘I have to live!’
His will to survive flared up. There were still so many virgins he hadn't tasted yet. How could he die so easily? He wanted to live longer. He wanted to become an eternal being and reign like a god.
‘I’m going to live!’
Whoosh—
Lee Jae-won suddenly lashed out with a kick, pouring every ounce of his internal energy into it. He intended to inflict a heavy wound on Sun-woo’s defenseless flank and force some distance between them.
Grab—
At that moment, he felt a strange sensation around his ankle. It felt as if he were being constricted by an irresistible force.
Lee Jae-won looked down.
He saw Sun-woo’s left hand firmly gripping his ankle.
‘When did he—?!’
Lee Jae-won was struck with bewilderment. Sun-woo had clearly been holding the sword with both hands; when had he moved his hand down to block the kick?
"Twist."
Sun-woo spoke the word casually.
CRACK!
Lee Jae-won’s captured ankle was twisted violently. It was turned completely backward.
"AAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!"
A blood-curdling scream erupted from Lee Jae-won’s mouth. The agonizing pain radiated through his entire body.
"This is how you use your feet."
Sun-woo spoke calmly as he looked at the suffering man. Then, he delivered a powerful kick straight into Lee Jae-won’s side.
CRUNCH—
A sickening sound of something shattering echoed through the air. Lee Jae-won’s right ribs were completely pulverized.
"AAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!"
Lee Jae-won’s screams grew even more frantic. Watching him, Sun-woo reached out.
Grab—
He snatched a handful of Lee Jae-won’s hair. Then, he slammed him straight down toward the ground.
Lee Jae-won’s body, which had been suspended in the air, plummeted toward the earth in an instant. He was in too much pain to even attempt to defend himself.
BOOM!
A moment later, a thunderous crash shook the area. His face had been slammed directly into the dirt.
Sun-woo hovered in the air, watching the scene with a completely dry, emotionless expression.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, he felt something rough and leathery in his hand. Sun-woo glanced down at his palm.
There, he saw a piece of skin with hair still attached to it.
"Oh...?"
Sun-woo realized what had happened. He had ripped the very scalp off Lee Jae-won’s head.
"Ugh, disgusting."
Sun-woo immediately tossed the scalp to the ground, reacting as if he had touched something filthy. The scalp fell and landed right on the back of Lee Jae-won’s head.