The warriors of the Emei and Qingcheng sect were tenacious.
They followed Pyo-wol like well-trained hounds. Their tenacity and tracking skills were different from the other martial artists who made up the inescapable net.
The Qingcheng sect pursuers, who lost Woo Gunsang because of Pyo-wol, possess great tracking skills. But it was actually the Emei sect who made his escape more difficult.
The Emei sect’s warriors were like ghosts who predicted and blocked his path.
‘There is someone in the Emei sect who possesses great intelligence.’
Otherwise, it would not be possible for them to block his path again and again.
He wondered who was predicting his path, but he didn’t have the time to leisurely find the answer to his questions.
Chiiit!
It was because there was a Qingcheng sect master who closed the distance between them and was sending attacks.
The master’s name is Cheongseo (청서).
He was one of the great disciples of the Qingcheng sect. His sword had a bluish energy.
But it wasn’t just Cheongseo.
All of the major disciples of the Qingcheng sect and the Emei sect were freely exercising their swordsmanship.
They were all masters who took the normal steps and learned martial arts.
That’s how strong their basics and internal energy were.
There was a big difference from Pyo-wol, who mainly learned how to assassinate. Pyo-wol only managed to survive because he had learned the Thunder-Splitting Cultivation Technique in great depths thus making his body react in time.
Sheik!
With a small distance, the sword passed across Pyo-wol’s cheeks.
His skin cracked and blood spurted out, but Pyo-wol couldn’t even dare to stop the bleeding and rolled to the floor.
Poverbuck!
The sword was stuck one after another where he rolled.
“I will avenge disciple Woo Gunsang!”
“There is no place in the world for you to run away. Give up you bastard!”
The warriors of the Qingcheng sect attacked Pyo-wol.
But instead of meeting their attacks head-on, Pyo-wol ran down the mountain road managing to avoid them with a short delay.
The chase that started in the Western Highlands now continued to Batang.
If it hadn’t been for the large trees that stood up thick and high making it so that there’s no room for light to enter, Pyo-wol would have been captured by his pursuers.
In this dimly lit environment, Pyo-wol’s ability was maximized.
Large trees and thick bushes were used as cover as he moved.
The warriors of the Qingcheng and the Emei sect did their best to catch up with Pyo-wol. However, even though it seemed like he would be caught at any moment, Pyo-wol escaped their grasp with just a small difference.
Huuung!
A different level of pounding sound rang out.
Pyo-wol instinctively recognized that it was an attack by Mu Jeong-jin. He didn’t dare to fight back and just knelt down on the floor.
Suddenly, a strong energy grazed through his head.
The energy that passed through Pyo-wol’s head cut the tree in two.
It was a sword energy thrown by Mu Jeong-jin.
‘Crazy!’
At the formidable power of the sword’s energy, Pyo-wol felt his hair stand upright.
“Die!”
It was already difficult to handle Mu Jeong-jin, but Jeonghwa decided to join as well.
She attacked Pyo-wol as if she were dealing with her sworn enemy. But her attack actually helped Pyo-wol. Because it was not an expected coordinated attack, her attack rather obstructed the path of Mu Jeong-jin.
“Tsk!”
Mu Jeong-jin clicked his tongue at Jeonghwa’s intervention.
As much as possible, he wanted to capture Pyo-wol and drag him to the Qingcheng sect. This was so the assassin can reveal the mastermind behind the assassination.
This was also the reason why even when he attacked Pyo-wol, he refrained from killing him as much as possible.
A lot of consideration was already given to the attack that Pyo-wol felt as threatening. However, when Jeonghwa intervened, it somehow touched his nerves.
Jeonghwa spread her internal energy without mercy.
If she manages to land a hit once, she’s going to launch a series of attacks that will cost Pyo-wol his life.
Pyo-wol was in a dangerous situation. However, he escaped into the mountains, avoiding all attacks by a short interval.
Mu Jeong-jin frowned.
It was because he had doubts about the path of Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol was obviously running away.
The masters of the Qingcheng and the Emei sect were closely following him, and the martial artists who spread the inescapable net were also quickly traversing the mountain one after another.
No matter how deep he went into the mountains, there was no place for Pyo-wol to hide safely.
‘There’s no way he wouldn’t know that fact— or does he have any other plans?’
That was then.
Sheiik!
Suddenly, the grass swayed, and someone jumped out and attacked Pyo-wol.
It was Qing Ming, a disciple of Mu Jeong-jin, who attacked.
Pyo-wol was unable to dodge his attack and received a blow on his shoulder.
“Kurgh!”
Pyo-wol let out a painful moan.
He didn’t even notice the attack by Qing Ming because he was only concerned about the attacks of Mu Jeong-jin and Jeonghwa.
“He’s seriously injured! He won’t be able to last long, hurry up and catch up!”
Qing Ming shouted, wielding a sword stained with Pyo-wol’s blood.
Seeing Pyo-wol seriously injured, the warriors of the Qingcheng and Emei sect started to go on a frenzy.
Like a hound, they rushed towards Pyo-wol.
“Haa…”
Yong Seol-ran looked at Pyo-wol, and involuntarily let out a sigh.
It wasn’t because she was cornered about him.
Even though Pyo-wol was starting to be cornered, his eyes were too cold. It was by no means the kind of gaze that a person in extreme circumstances could have. Even in the midst of overlapping crises, his eyes were desperately looking for a way to live, and his body moved toward it.
‘Would I be able to do that?’
Yong Seol-ran shook her head. She had no self-confidence to do so.
He’s the kind of person that would not give up even if he gets hurt countless times and is cornered. The tenacity to live was something that Yong Seol-ran could never have.
Bang!
In an instant, an intense roar erupted.
The energy released by Jeonghwa exploded on Pyo-wol’s back.
Pyo-wol spit blood and flew away.
“Die!”
Jeonghwa gave off her characteristic venomous eyes and caught up with Pyo-wol. This time, she was definitely trying to cut off Pyo-wol’s breath and get rid of the evidence.
Pyo-wol flew away like a kite with a broken thread.
His head was lowered, as if he had lost consciousness.
Because of that, Jeonghwa became a little careless. She thought she managed to capture Pyo-wol. But before being thrown to the floor, Pyo-wol opened his eyes and suddenly turned his body over.
He instantly disappeared from their view.
“What?”
“The guy is gone.”
Pyo-wol disappeared right before their eyes, and the warriors could not hide their puzzled expressions.
“Where is he hiding?”
Jeonghwa gritted her teeth and looked around. However, the presence of Pyo-wol was nowhere to be found.
Meanwhile, Mu Jeong-jin approached and said,
“I’m sure he’s hiding somewhere around here, so search thoroughly.”
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