SYM 50

The newly appeared Undead was different from the previous ones in every way.

The first Undead he dealt with was trash, and the second seemed to have nothing but instinct. It showed faster mobility than expected, but it couldn’t use its head, making it no different from an animal.

But this one was completely different.

There were eight Undead holding swords. Instead of rushing in, as if they had intelligence, they slowly circled Ha Yeo-un, keeping him in the center.

It was as if they were trying to gauge the opponent’s strength and build a siege.

“Interesting. Are you trying to say you’re not just corpses?”

A strange light flickered in Ha Yeo-un’s eyes.

Originally, he despised the messy techniques of the Heretical Cults. If he hadn’t heard rumors of his dead master being sighted here and there a few years ago, he wouldn’t have been interested in Undead Manipulation.

He knew very well that his master was dead because he had been by his side when he passed away. The moment his master’s eyes closed and all signs of life disappeared from his body was still vivid in his mind.

But for such a master to be wandering around… He could only think that someone was playing around with Undead Manipulation.

If it was the Moshan Sect bastards who had done this, he intended to wipe out the Moshan Sect itself forever.

But the more he investigated, the less he thought it was the work of the Moshan Sect. The Moshan Sect was barely maintaining its existence due to the persecution that had spread secretly after the Hongbaek Sect incident.

So he started digging into the Hongbaek Sect. A significant number of Dark Shadows were all focused on this matter.

“…To think I’d suddenly catch their tail in a place like this. I should call it luck.”

[Yoon Ju-myeong. Take all the Undead here to the Demonic Sect and hand them over to Demon Asura. And tell him to report on these Undead in detail.]

[Understood.]

Ha Yeo-un’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the Undead.

The eight Undead were circling around, forming a perfect Combined Formation.

“Interesting, very interesting.”

Not only did the Undead have intelligence, but they also knew how to fight by creating a Combined Formation?

It was a story that would terrify the world if they knew.

“Well, if they were beings that once surprised the world so much, they should be able to do this much.”

Ha Yeo-un swung his sword as soon as he finished speaking.

At the same time, the arm of the Undead closest to Ha Yeo-un flew into the air. But even so, the Undead didn’t even flinch.

Ha Yeo-un lightly stepped forward, lifting his body into the air. It was clearly a simple light body skill, not Void Stepping, but the technique was so mysterious that it looked like he was walking on stairs in the air.

Unlike the relaxed Ha Yeo-un, the Undead on the ground moved faster and faster, surrounding Ha Yeo-un. The speed was so fast that he could hear the whirring of the wind.

The Undead were gauging the opponent’s skills and engaging in a rotation battle. It was absurd even while watching it directly. If a Dark Shadow or someone else had reported this fact, he wouldn’t have believed it.

It meant that they could not only gauge the strength of the opponent and themselves, but also communicate with each other.

Ha Yeo-un didn’t cut down the Undead all at once, but inflicted small wounds to test their skills.

The Undead didn’t rush at Ha Yeo-un easily, but waited for an opportunity and moved little by little, inflicting wounds. Unlike the living, who get tired over time, they seemed to know exactly what their strengths were.

Once a certain level of Martial Arts achievement was reached, the five senses, including eyesight, were not that important. Rather, it was encouraged to ignore the five senses and rely on the sense of energy.

But it was the opposite when dealing with Undead. Since Undead are inanimate objects that are not affected by the sense of energy, one had to rely more on the five senses that had been ignored.

But that meant he wasn’t used to dealing with Undead, not that they were threatening.

A dark blue aura was overlaid on Ha Yeo-un’s sword. It was Sword energy.

The Undead would not stop moving until they were completely cut in half or their heads were blown off. Blowing their heads off would interfere with the study of the Undead, so he was going to cut them in half.

If he cut off their waists and separated their upper and lower bodies, even an Undead wouldn’t be able to move.

Ha Yeo-un slashed his sword sideways. To someone who didn’t know Martial Arts, it would look like he was just grabbing the sword and slashing it, but the higher the level of Martial Arts, the more they would admire such a hand movement.

With a light sword movement, the Iron Corpse Fiend’s waist was completely cut off. There was no preparation. The Undead was cut off without any resistance by the blade that moved in the simplest form.

“Just because you have a sword in your hand doesn’t mean you’re a martial artist.”

Ha Yeo-un swung his sword without rest. The Undead tried to defend themselves by deploying the Combined Formation again, but it was useless. With just a simple act of drawing a line, their bodies were separated as if they were straw scarecrows.

Cutting a person’s waist was no easy task, but these were Iron Corpse Fiends. Iron Corpse Fiends, made by soaking them in special drugs, had bodies that were iron itself, and a clumsy sword strike couldn’t even make a scratch. But Ha Yeo-un carved up the Undead without much difficulty.

He cut the Undead’s waist and cut off their limbs without giving them a moment’s gap. Then, he frowned slightly when he saw his sword stained with the Undead’s flesh.

He was annoyed to see dirty flesh on his precious sword. He ignited Samadhi Fire to burn away the foreign substances on the sword.

He started swinging his sword again. This time, it was the Undead’s head that flew off. The head rolled and fell near Eun-hyeon. The Undead whose head had fallen off shook its sword. It seemed to be flailing reflexively rather than having any meaning.

Ha Yeo-un stared at the Undead for a moment before cutting off the arm holding the sword. Soon after, the Undead stopped moving.

As Ha Yeo-un took down four Undead in that way, the remaining Undead could no longer rush in rashly.

Eun-hyeon felt it was really bizarre as he watched. Just because a corpse was moving didn’t mean it could be called a person. But those Undead were really moving and reacting like people.

The Undead’s movements were more cautious and sharper than before. The four Undead moved as one, launching a fierce attack on Ha Yeo-un.

Then, this time, Ha Yeo-un increased his speed. He was quite fast from the beginning, but the surprising thing was that he was getting faster and faster as he moved.

At first, he thought Ha Yeo-un mainly used a heavy sword when he saw his swordsmanship. But now he saw that he was also proficient in quick sword.

He could only admire him as he saw him mocking the Undead with his flashy light body skill and quick sword. Seeing him dealing with the Undead with Orthodox Martial Arts and still looking so relaxed, he realized how great Cheong-un’s level was.

Even in the midst of frantically moving around, Ha Yeo-un’s swordsmanship was more elegant and sophisticated than ever. Eun-hyeon stared at Ha Yeo-un’s swordsmanship as if he were possessed.

Ha Yeo-un’s swordsmanship had a tyrannical aspect for a swordsman of Orthodox Sects’ Martial Arts.

Eun-hyeon recalled Kunlun, which he had left on his own feet a long time ago, as he watched Ha Yeo-un’s swordsmanship. It was no coincidence that he recalled Kunlun from Ha Yeo-un’s swordsmanship.

Since the Kunlun Sect had always been in conflict with the Demonic Sect, with the Kunlun Mountains nearby, its Taoist Martial Arts had a strong tyrannical tendency and was greatly influenced by the Demonic Sect.

He had learned Kunlun’s Martial Arts from him when he was young, so there must be traces left.

Thinking so, he felt a mixture of longing and joy as he watched Ha Yeo-un’s swordsmanship.

Ha Yeo-un’s blade, which had been moving as if testing the Undead, stopped. He had slaughtered all the remaining Undead in an instant.

Eun-hyeon couldn’t help but admire the tyrannical swordsmanship.

Ha Yeo-un had been fighting almost non-stop until now, trapped in the formation, but he didn’t look tired. Eun-hyeon, who was looking around the area where the fight had ended, saw the head of the Undead that had fallen next to him.

“Huh?”

This face, it looked familiar somehow.