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’Are they someone who primarily mastered water-attribute spells? Damn it. Since spiritual energy isn’t easy to sense in this world, I have to observe what element they’re using first before judging.’

A sea of blood rises in waves from all four directions, crashing toward me.

Bang!

I kick off the air and rise into the sky.

Chwaaaaa!

The waves of the sea of blood trying to trap me from all four directions begin to devour each other and collapse, then starts to bloom a flower in their place.

’That’s...?’

Chwarak, chwarararak!

Where the waves have subsided, a red flower begins to bloom and grow towards the sky.

Chalalalalala!

Salt.

It’s red salt, stained with blood.

The salt covers the entire sea, forming a massive crystal. That crystal starts to form coral.

Coral that looks like a grotesque mixture of human limbs, faces, and bodies.

In an instant, that coral-shaped salt crystal creates a coral island.

Chwaaaak!

When the bandaged monster lands on the coral island, all the moisture on the island evaporates in an instant.

They form a hand seal.

Kugugugugu!

The coral island begins to rise into the sky.

The bandaged monster manipulates the coral island as if controlling a flying fortress.

Flash, flash!

Beams of light shoot out from the grotesque red coral island made of salt crystals.

’Madness!’

Tadatt!

I narrowly dodge the beams from the coral island.

Even in this world where spiritual energy is hard to sense, the energy coming from the beams is treacherous.

’If I get hit, I’ll die on the spot.’

Kirik, kiririririk!

I move the bandages and step through the air.

Surung—

At the same time, I draw a sword from my robe.

The treasured sword of a desert tribe.

The treasured sword called Howling Resplendent Sword (絶叫玲瓏劍), said to have been forged by an artisan from Manli who picked up a black stone from the desert and was refined through generations.

’So, it’s a sword made from the Black Castle, huh?’

It’s essentially a relic of Yang Su-jin’s shrine.

Anyway, this Howling Resplendent Sword has only one ability.

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The more despair it consumes, the sharper, keener, and stronger it becomes.

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I channel the pain I feel in my heart essence into the Howling Resplendent Sword.

Wiiiiiiing—

The Howling Resplendent Sword glows with a murky purple light as it begins to strengthen.

’Even though I can’t feel the Plane of Soul, there are dharma treasures here that blatantly use the power of the Plane of Soul...this world truly is incomprehensible.’

After briefly analyzing the structure of the Howling Resplendent Sword, I fail to understand anything and swing it at the monster in front of me.

Bo-oong!

As the beams from the red salt coral island strike the Howling Resplendent Sword, they are immediately split apart.

Breaking through the beams from the salt coral island, I charge at the bandaged monster.

Chwarararak!

The bizarre weapons dance, swirling around me.

As the power of the bizarre weapons concentrates at a single point, they deflect the monster’s attacks and occasionally counterattack toward the salt coral island.

Paaaatt!

Our exchange of blows gradually accelerates.

Piiiiiii—

At some point, I feel the surroundings become silent.

I’ve broken through the sound barrier.

As I move, the air is displaced, creating shockwaves.

But even as the shockwaves burst around me, they appear slow to my eyes.

Boo-oong, boong, boong!

I quickly circle around the salt coral island, searching for an opening.

’There are no openings.’

Even while moving at a speed that breaks the sound barrier, the bandaged monster doesn’t reveal any gaps.

’They haven’t learned martial arts.’

What this person has learned isn’t Martial Arts.

It’s simply movements meant for slaughtering, butchering, and trampling others.

Movements not systematically learned, but rather acquired through repeated acts of slaughter.

’But even though they haven’t learned martial arts, they don’t show any openings against me.’

That can only mean one thing.

This person’s combat experience is...beyond imagination!

’...Is that even possible? To not show any openings against someone like me who has reached Void Shattering...with just the experience gained at the Qi Building stage?’

What kind of life has this person lived?

I briefly circle around them, and when I find no openings, I decide to create one and push forward.

Taatt!

The spear touches their Protective Gang Qi.

Paatt!

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