Within the Wudang Sect, a modest ceremony was taking place. It was a ceremony to formally accept Soma as a disciple. If Soma had been an ordinary disciple, there would have been no need for such a ceremony. But Soma was not an ordinary disciple. While he was nominally a disciple of Master Cheongjin, he … Read more
Lee Geom-han sat with his back to the wall and looked out of the window. His eyes, staring vacantly at the window, lacked focus, and the distinct aroma of alcohol lingered on his breath. The room was littered with bottles of his liquor. From the moment he received his father’s letter, he clung to the … Read more
“Master!” Upon hearing the sudden commotion, Nam Shin-woo and Hong Ye-seol quickly went to the Sea Sword Pond and looked on in surprise. He was surprised because Wind Saint, whom he had longed to see, was right before him. He fell into Wind Saint’s arms. “My boy!” Wind Saint smiled, gently patting Nam Shin-woo’s head. … Read more
When Pyo Wol reached the Geumjeong peak, the sun was already high in the sky. Soma stood atop the peak, the sun shining down on him. Unaware of Pyo Wol’s arrival, Soma looked down at the world below Mt. Wudang After waiting for a moment, Pyo Wol finally spoke. “Soma!” “Huh? Brother!” Only then did … Read more
The Black Sect’s losses to the Grand Heavenly Net were not small. Numerous assassins lost their lives and many were injured. There was no way they could move with Pyo Wol. Eventually, Thunder Eye and Blood Shadow stayed behind to deal with the aftermath. They couldn’t bring all of Black Sect’s assassins to Mount Wudang, … Read more
The deaths of So Yeowol and Song Cheonwoo led to the disintegration of Guryongsalmak. The survivors of Guryongsalmak, having lost their leader, scattered in all directions. The martial artists of the Golden Heavenly Hall, who had played a part in building the Grand Heavenly Net, were also thoroughly defeated. They fled without looking back, and … Read more
Whoosh! So Yeowol’s New Moon Blades were sent flying backward. In each of her hands, she held a unique crescent-shaped dagger. It was a design rarely seen in Kangho. Such weapons were typically used by assassins from the far west or foreign lands. She named these blades “New Moon Blades” Embedded in the blade’s edge … Read more
“Bastard!” “He’s dead!” The martial artists who were still alive attacked Pyo Wol. Blades and swords swung violently, threatening to tear Pyo Wol apart. Suddenly, Pyo Wol spread his arms wide. Ten flying daggers sliced through the air. Whoosh! The daggers accurately pierced the throats and foreheads of those attacking Pyo Wol. The attackers fell, … Read more
“Whew!” Soma took a deep breath. Ahead stood the formidable martial artists of Guryongsalmak and the Blood Demon Corps. Their formation was in disarray. There was nothing organized or cohesive about them. It seemed as if the orders were not being relayed properly. Soma knew the reason. “Brother!” It was clear that Pyo Wol had … Read more
Swish! A fine silver needle poured down. “Thud!” “Thunk!” The silver needle struck two blood demons who were cautiously searching the reed field. The needle, as thin as a cow’s hair, was lodged in the vital points of the blood demons. The blood demons instantly fell backward, their eyes rolling up. They were dead in … Read more