âUghhhâŠ!!!â
A wretched scream echoed from the man collapsed on the ground.
Clutching his shattered jaw, he crawled along the floor in a pitiful state.
Blood and saliva poured down from his crushed jaw, and his bloodshot eyes showed the sheer agony he was enduring.
And then.
âWhat the hell is this bastard even saying?â
Crunch-!
âGuhhâŠ!â
I snarled as I stomped on the head of the crawling man.
âKeep your nonsense to yourself, seriously.â
âGrrrâŠâ
âIf youâre going to open your mouth, use it to talk, not spew nonsense. Donât you agree?â
The trembling was palpable.
Was he trying to get up?
It wasnât even remotely amusing.
Crack!
âGaaaaahhhh---!!!â
Kicking his shin, I watched as his leg bent at an unnatural angle.
He had tried to reinforce himself with Qi just before the impact, as expected of a deputy captain.
If he hadnât, I might have torn the leg clean off.
At least he had some instincts left.
âWhat a shame.â
I hadnât intended to stop at breaking it. Should I just rip it off entirely?
The thought crossed my mind for a moment, but I held back.
âGuh⊠gurgleâŠâ
The man groaned pitifully.
I glanced down at him and then raised my head.
And spoke.
âStop.â
---!!
The people who had been ready to rush at me froze mid-step.
Before I realized it, the area was surrounded by members of the Star Dragon Division.
Judging by their stances, they looked ready to charge at any momentâŠ
âDonât take a single step forward. Canât you see Iâm having a conversation right now?â
âGrrrâŠâ
I grabbed the unknown man by his throat and lifted him up.
His bloodied appearance was beyond pitiful.
âIf you move, Iâll kill him. And whoever moves, too.â
My voice carried a killing intent.
Even I thought I mightâve overdone it a little.
But it seemed to work; the men who had been hesitating froze completely.
Some of them exchanged glances as if looking for an opportunity.
âGo ahead and test it, if you think Iâm bluffing. See what happens.â
I glared at them, and they flinched under my gaze.
The killing intent I emitted didnât waver, and the pressure from my suppressed Qi steadily increased.
At that moment.
âD-Deputy CaptainâŠ.â
Someone addressed me.
It was Song Hojung, who was currently serving as a deputy under the Star Dragon Division alongside Tang So-yeol.
He approached with a troubled expression, but I raised my hand to stop him.
âStay back. Iâm having a conversation with this guy right now.â
âButâŠâ
âIâll listen to whatever you have to say later. For now, shut up and back off. Is that clear?â
ââŠUnderstood. Iâll wait.â
Song Hojung retreated, though his subdued expression grated on my nerves.
It made me unconsciously grip harder.
âHey, you bastard.â
âGuh⊠urgh!â
âFinish what you were saying earlier. What was it again?â
The body in my grip trembled violently at my words.
âWhat did you say? Come on, tell me.â
I asked repeatedly, but no response came.
Of course, the manâs jaw was shatteredâhow could he possibly speak?
I knew that too, but it didnât matter.
âLook at this. You ignore someone long enough, and now you think itâs okay to disrespect me, huh? Hey, does my word mean nothing to you?â
âGuh⊠ahhâŠâ
âWhat the hell are you mumbling? Speak clearly.â
Bang!
I slammed his head into the ground.
The sound of his skull cracking echoed, and blood splattered slightly.
âHi⊠hiick!!â
âD-Deputy CaptainâŠ!â
The horrified gasps of the onlookers didnât faze me.
Wiping the blood off my cheek, I spoke to them.
âHeâs not dead, so donât overreact. What, do you think Iâd kill someone on our side?â
I said it with a smile, but for some reason, the mood only grew more oppressive.
Ah, thatâs a bit disappointing.
âI just wanted to have a conversation, but you all look so uneasy. Not happy? Then do whatever you want.â
I straightened up as I spoke.
The man in my grasp seemed to have passed out from the ordeal.
Blood was flowing excessively, but he probably wouldnât die.
âFor about half a quarter of an hour, anyway.â
Not long, but enough.
Surely, he could hold on for that long. After all, he was skilled enough to be considered a top-tier martial artist.
Moreover.
âThatâs just enough time.â
Fifteen minutes would be perfect to deal with the others.
I took a step forward, and immediately, the Azure Dragon Division members braced themselves.
Their stances were perfect for drawing their swords at a momentâs notice.
This was, in essence, how one would treat an enemy.
âHm. I thought we were on the same side. Shouldnât you be treating me better than this?â
Walking forward, I flicked my hand, and droplets of blood splattered to the ground.
Of course, it wasnât my bloodâit was from the man lying there.
Seeing this, the menâs wariness only intensified.
Turning someone into that mess and then claiming to be allies must have been absurd to them.
I could understand. But I had my reasons.
âWell, he kept spewing nonsense, so I thought he wanted me to beat him. Thereâs an old saying: the only cure for a mad dog is a beating.â
What had he said again?
Something about being part of some useless offshoot, a worthless insect.
Or was it that even among the deputies, the gap in skill was too vast?
âI mean, heâs not entirely wrong.â
I wouldnât deny it. There was indeed a difference in skill levels.
The Star Dragon Division was less than a year old, while the Azure Dragon Division had a long and storied history.
Even among the deputies, Song Hojung and that idiot were on completely different levels.
Song Hojung was at the pinnacle of his craft, while that bastard had long surpassed mere mastery.
If you compared their skills, it was true that the gap was immense.
But saying it out loud was a completely different matter.
âThatâs the kind of thing you donât say aloud.â
In other words, it was either a declaration of war or a blatant sign of disdain.
âDonât you agree?â
ââŠâ
ââŠâ
I asked, but silence was all I received. Such quiet individuals they were.
Or perhaps, they were simply embodying the righteous sect tradition of clamming up when things didnât go their way.
âI just donât get it.â
I shook my head in disbelief.
âWhy do you keep making things difficult? Iâm not even asking for much.â
Shing!
As I took a step closer, the sound of swords being drawn echoed.
Amid the dark, their blades glimmered in the moonlight.
âI donât need us to get along. Just keep your mouths shut and do your jobs. Is that so hard?â
What was the issue? I didnât know.
And honestly, I didnât care.
ââŠCaptain of the Star Dragon Division, if you take another stepâ!â
Whatever it was, I didnât need to know.
After all, hadnât it always been this way?
âAnother step, and what? Youâll draw your blades? Sounds good.â
If something displeased me, Iâd break it.
Iâd always wanted to cause a scene, but I hadnât acted on it for one reason.
âBecause Iâm weak.â
I was weak, and recklessly stirring up trouble would only lead to consequences I couldnât handle.
So, what about now?
Regrettably, that hadnât changed. That thought remained the same.
I was still weak in the heart of Zhongyuan.
Even if there were fewer stronger than me now, countless variables remained.
And in the face of those uncertainties, I was weak.
It couldnât be helped.
I had too much to protect and too many responsibilities to shoulder. So I had to hold myself back.
One.
âNo matter what, thisâŠâ
Even if I endured and endured, this was not something I couldnât handle.
Boom-!
I released my pressure.
âHiiiik-!!â
âGrrrkk!!?â
The force emanating from my body surged outward, and a gust of wind swept through the area.
The wind swirled around, enclosing the space as if forming a barrier.
âThis canât beâŠ.â
âHow could such a thing be done with mere energyâŠ!â
They were all martial artists, and they must have realized how absurd and irrational what I had just done was.
As with anyone who witnesses something terrifying, fear crept into their eyes as they looked at the barrier.
Even those who had been brimming with hostility moments ago.
Watching them, I didnât erase my grin as I asked:
âWhatâs wrong? Go ahead, do what you were about to do. You were ready to charge at me, werenât you?â
Crack. I loosened my neck.
As I continued approaching, they began backing away instead.
Seeing them retreat hesitantly, I let out a sigh and asked:
âWhere do you think youâre going?â
My low voice made one of the men at the front hurriedly speak.
ââŠCaptain of the Star Dragon Division, please, calm yourself.â
âWhat?â
What an unamusing statement. Calm down?
âIf I were going to calm down, I wouldnât have done this in the first place.â
âI understand your anger, but I believe thereâs been some sort of misunderstanding⊠Perhaps we could start with a conversationââ
âConversation, my ass.â
I stomped the ground and shot forward.
The scenery shifted rapidly, and my hand was already moving.
Crunch-!
âGuhh!â
I grabbed the neck of the man who had been speaking and lifted him into the air.
âGrrkkâŠ!â
He struggled and flailed desperately, but he was lifted powerlessly.
âIf you were going to talk, you shouldâve done so earlier. Youâre way too late.â
âP-Please⊠listen to⊠usâŠ.â
âSure, Iâm sure you all have your reasons.â
There must have been some kind of issue that led to this situation.
It was only natural. They were probably frustrated and full of grievances.
âBut Iâll listen to those later from my subordinates. Right now, this is more important.â
Honestly, I couldnât care less.
What mattered now was venting my emotions.
Clench. I tightened my fist. Power coursed through it.
It was a simple application of Qi reinforcement. There were no flames, but this much was more than enough.
I twisted my waist, channeling strength into my shoulder.
I intended to strike with my fist.
If I did⊠this man in my grasp wouldâ
âDie.â
His organs would rupture, and he would meet his end.
And I planned to do the same to the rest of them standing nearby.
I was going to kill every single one of them.
Not a single person would leave here alive.
That was the thought driving me as I swung my fist.
Untilâ
ââŠHm?â
Just before my fist struck his abdomen, I froze.
Boom---!! The Qi gathered in my fist dissipated, creating a shockwave.
At the same time, I released my grip.
âCoughâŠ!â
The man I had been holding collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
I looked at him and then at my own hand, lowering my gaze.
âWhat was that?â
What was I about to do just now?
I widened my eyes, trying to make sense of the strange feeling.
âWas I going to kill them all?â
Thatâs right.
I had been planning to kill the man in my grasp and everyone else around me.
If I hadnât pulled back my punch at the last moment, he would already be dead.
And after that, I would have killed everyone else here as well.
It was an overwhelming urgeâan irresistible need to kill them all.
The thought sent a chill down my spine.
âAh, this is a mess.â
I ran a hand down my face, struggling to regain my composure.
The fact that I had nearly killed them all wasnât the issue.
It wasnât an impossible thing to do, and I was genuinely angry.
The real problem was that the thought and emotions driving me to kill them werenât mine.
Sure, venting my anger by beating them made sense, but if it were truly me, I wouldnât have gone so far as to kill them.
Killing allies will only get me in trouble..
I knew that clearly, so I had only intended to create trouble within manageable limits.
âSo why did I try to kill themâŠ?â
Why had I done that?
I furrowed my brows, still feeling the lingering traces of the emotions.
The killing intent I felt was real.
It wasnât a rational decision but an instinctual desire to crush something disgusting in front of me, like stepping on a bug.
âWhat is this?â
This wasnât my emotion.
This wasnât my killing intent.
Something had surfaced from within and momentarily taken over my thoughts.
âWhat on earth?â
What could this be?
As the question sprouted in my mind, a scene I had seen before surfaced.
âWhy are you still alive?
That moment when I had faced my past self.
âCould it beâŠ?â
As if I were beginning to understand something, I took a deep breath.
Shiiing---!!
Booom---!!
The pressure encasing the area trembled violently as it was struck.
It didnât just trembleâit tore slightly, creating a fissure.
Shiiing---!!!
From that fissure, a pale green flash accompanied by a sword tip lunged at me.
I twisted my body immediately, creating distance.
The flash struck the spot where I had been, unleashing a loud explosion.
Dust obscured my vision.
ââŠWhat the hell are you doing?â
A voice, trembling with barely suppressed fury, came from within the dust.
Swoosh!
With a short, cutting sound, the dust was blown away by a swordâs wind.
As the view cleared, the one who had broken the barrier and spoken revealed themselves.
Unsurprisingly, it was none other than Ilcheon Sword.
He surveyed the surroundings, then, with a deeply furrowed brow, addressed me.
âHave you gone mad?â
The expression on his face clearly asked why I had caused such chaos in his territory.
Seeing that, I ran a hand over my face once more.
âAhâŠâ
This was bad.
Realizing the state I was in made it all the more evident.
I couldnât fight Ilcheon Sword right now.
Becauseâ
âI might really kill him.â
If we fought now, I felt I wouldnât hold back and would truly kill him.