Became the Blind Male Lead in a Reversed World

56 – Flame Horse, Part 56

1.

Thirteen strikes of Venomous Magic Art aura were unleashed. The moment everything was blocked, the Venomous Sky Formation grew uncontrollably, covering the entire area with heavy clouds. It was impossible to escape at the speed of a person.

A technique that would invariably hit unless one reached the Half-Body Domain.

Namuung Yeon-ha raised her sword towards the sky.

“…What?”

“I feel like my priorities are different in my eyes.”

The Venomous Sky Formation looked at her with an eerie gaze.

What is this? Is he an idiot? The aura is flying towards him, not the Venomous Cloud?

It seemed evident that he was intoxicated by the venom, seeing meaningless things with that smug smile.

《Changgung’s Thunderbolt》

The first time Nam Gung-yeon used her lightning bolt. The Window Palace Lightning had now transformed into a technique distinct from the refined Dragon Brain Sword.

The long and swift lightning bolt pierced through the Toxic Clouds.

However, it did not disperse the Toxic Clouds.

It was only one Window Palace Lightning, after all.

“Pierce through, sweep through the atmosphere.”

Kwaaah!!

The lightning bolt flying away was also a modified version derived from Nam Gung-yeon.

If it had been in a single-shot form until now, the current Window Palace Lightning had a similar format to the lasers of the world where Eun-ho lived.

Therefore, it changes the initial consumption of the Window Palace Lightning and transforms its energy.

Even though the Poison Magic Aura had already pierced through Nam Gung-yeon’s body, the Poison Magic Aura still couldn’t pierce through her.

“What… the hell…”

“It seems you’ve never crawled on the ground before.”

“What the hell is this nonsense!!!”

The Poison Magic Aura, which should have advanced directly like a dagger, began to orient itself towards the sky.

No matter how fast its speed, if its direction is predetermined, it will never reach its target.

“Poison Magic, it seems you’re unaware of the weaknesses of your own technique.”

A dog’s barking. It’s nothing but dog’s barking.

Are you saying I’ve never crawled on the ground?

How many women used me as a stepping stone before becoming a martial artist?

Now things are different. That woman looking down on me, I’ll crush her under my feet!!

“《Window Palace Supreme Martial Arts Chronicle》”

Yeong-ha’s energy formed a whirlwind, spinning around.

With strong force, not only the Poison Magic Aura but also the Toxic Clouds, and even the black clouds caused by the movement of celestial horses were drawn in.

“Indeed, the Emperor’s Sword Style doesn’t suit me.”

Looking down on others and pressing them is something reserved for my mother.

Eun-ho is the blue sky. Just by looking at it, my heart becomes purified and the darkness fades away.

She envisions putting him in the Divine Sword. She desires a sword.

Nam Gung-se-ga became famous for his lightning bolts because of his mother and his predecessors’ sword techniques.

A sword style that seems to gaze down upon others from high in the sky. The Emperor’s Sword Style.

Nam Gung-yeon saw Nam Gung-se-ga’s essence from a different perspective.

The true answer cannot be said.＜/br＞

But Namgung Yeonha’s answer was this.＜/br＞

“To me, Namgungse’s swordsmanship is not lightning or emperor… It is the sky. The atmosphere that can make life breathe.”＜/br＞

“Toxic Rock—-!!! Sweep this area away right now!!!!” ＜/br＞

The distorted face of the poisonous horse screamed in a shriek-like voice.＜/br＞

Although Toxic Mist tried to descend, it was useless.＜/br＞

Firstly Changgungsomrwe launched a spear that pierced through the clouds. Then he transformed his spirit and gathers the surrounding atmosphere into a perfect tornado shape through Changgungmu Aegongjeon flanking.＜/br＞

“The weakness of all your skills is not liquid poison but gas form. So you are weak against weapons with large surface areas or those who use wind skills. You can push the attack away with relatively little force. “＜/br＞

Without piercing the neck with his own sword, his specialty, Toxic Swordmanship, also wouldn’t work.＜/br＞

“You!!!!YOuuu!!!!! This trash woman!!!”＜/br＞

Namgung Yeonha hit the sword in the sky and flashed pumpkin-colored eyes as he stretched the sword forward.＜/br＞

All the swirling poison flew towards the Poisonous Horse.＜/br＞

Poisonous horses themselves are not affected by their own poison, and even when Changgungmu Aegongjeon is not close, he can only push it away without causing proper damage.＜/br＞

However, Namgung Yeon smiled slyly and said,＜/br＞

“You definitely haven’t hit rock bottom. After all, your toxic horse technique has another weakness.”＜/br＞

“?!”＜/br＞

“Your toxic mist is an igneous material.”＜/br＞

《Emperor Cheonhwang Changgung Baeksumroe》＜/br＞

The swirling wind sword instantly turns into lightning.＜/br＞

“Sh*t..!”＜/br＞

“Goodbye.”＜/br＞

——-Kkuaaang!!!!*＜/br＞

There is an explosion as though the ears are being ripped apart, and Poison Horses tumble around screaming in lightning fires.＜/br＞

“Huuuk…Huuuk…”＜/br＞

Namgung Yeon quickly circulated his energy while avoiding the spot and extracted the poison.＜/br＞

There were two celestial fortunes. Eunho’s MUGO Bloodletting, which means numbness blood circulation across the shoulder, and making it easier to find out the enemy’s weaknesses than anybody else.＜/br＞

That was why he won.＜/br＞

Furthermore, if we interpret it, the original skill of toxic horses would have been similar to their own abilities. With the characteristic of Sinister Gong- learning fast and becoming stronger geometrically by injecting magical power into Gagung from awakened Tianma.＜/br＞

He may have reached the transcendent grade, but he couldn’t properly gauge his own power.

Nevertheless…

“I won…”

He had won. Transcendence.

“I miss Eunho.”

Nam Gung-yeon decided to leave because it would be quite disadvantageous if other elders like Dokma appeared in this state.

2.

Dokma was screaming, but his vocal cords were burnt, so he could only make faint noises.

Finally, Nam Gung-yeon understood what she meant by “bottom.” It referred to his position as a martial artist.

He had already experienced the bottom as a human being and as a man, except for the hierarchy among the elders. But apart from that, he had rarely risked his life fighting and losing.

There was no more time to test his new power.

“Ugh… gah…”

I don’t want… to die.

However, Dokma, who had killed innocent people countless times, far surpassing the women who tormented him, could never be forgiven.

“Master…! You are the master…!”

…

…

…

“…Dokma is dead.”

Chunma frowned as he sensed that the magical power he had inserted had vanished.

“Look… up there! It’s the sky!”

The black sky was temporary, but a cloudless blue sky appeared.

It was unpleasant.

“Useless creatures.”

“Cough… heh… Why are you looking at me, Chunma? I’m still alive!”

“…Supreme. Do you really spend your whole day focusing on flying insects?”

“….!”

“At first, it might be curiosity. But do you continue to watch them fly around? I am not such a person. There are two ways.”

《The Rule of Chunma》

One step. As the heavenly horse stepped on the air, the ground began to rise as if going mad.

“Disregard it.”

“Keeeuuugh…!!”

“Kill him.”

The ground that was rising at an incredible speed collided with the zenith and sent him flying.

“Cheonghongchu!!”

Cheonsinil barely caught the zenith in the nick of time.

“You proclaim yourself as the strongest on land, yet you couldn’t even defeat the real land.”

The heavenly horse disregarded the Three Sovereigns and observed the situation on the battlefield.

“How much magic power did I use just now?”

One reason the heavenly horse did not fully engage was to open the heavenly realm’s door in the central world.

As soon as the ground is dirtied with magic, the door to the heavenly realm cannot be properly opened.

It is possible to threaten Wonae Daecheong to open it.

However, even if someone eligible to open the door does so, if the heavenly horse himself does not have the authority to enter, he ultimately cannot go inside.

Therefore, he tried to collapse the central world using his subordinates.

But these lowlifes couldn’t even do that properly.

“Ban Sijin. It’s time I give you. Tell me the location of Yooadokjon. Otherwise, I will obliterate the central world. No, I will obliterate this continent with a single strike.”

“…That’s an absurdly impossible thing to do.”

“You think I can’t do it?”

The heavenly horse was sincere.

Finding a way to erase his magic from the ground may be difficult, but if it meant waiting, he had already waited significantly.

If Bansijin and his subordinates were unable to push back the central world, he would do it himself.

…

“《Sahwang Yongcheonrae》”

*Kreaaak!*

*Keeeuugh..*

Namgoong Saya loosened her neck to the point the wood creaked and looked up at the sky.

Although it quickly healed, her bloodline undoubtedly pierced through the heavenly horse’s dark cloud.

Originally, Namgungsa was not a person to spare his children, but somehow he felt a tingling in his heart. At the same time, he was incredulous. He has grown even more in the meantime. “Jeegiral. Is being young really the best?” Even though he was struggling every time he received an awakening, he couldn’t reach the realm of transcendence no matter how much awakening he got. It’s a wall. Feeling the wall. Namgungsa, who was arrogant, believed that he could get up to the level of Samjon, though he could not reach Jangmyeongsun’s level, and his faith was crumbling more and more. “…….. It doesn’t matter now.” The only thing he can do now is to kill those annoying novices. That’s it. -Pwaack!!! “!!!” Namgungsa, who fell down from being strongly hit with an object on his back, looked up with his teeth clenched, but even Namgungsa couldn’t say anything. It was a bloody Pungya flower that collided with him. “What’s wrong with you? Who did you collide with?” “….. Oongda.” “What are you doing, girl?” “What’s wrong. Doesn’t it hurt?” Namgungsa, with a grim look, and the woman with a question. “Yomma. Yom Kangyeon.” “……….” “What’s your name?” “Namgungsa.” “Ah.. You’re the Noryong sword. You look a lot older than I thought.” “Sa Hwangyong Chonroe” -Kwarrrung!! Namgungsa, without even thinking about his ears, struck with an attack from top to bottom.

The needle-like sword was drawn, and Exxia smirked as she swayed it with a twisted melody in her other hand.

“A gloomy face,” she said.

“…That guy is dangerous,” he replied.

“Are you guys weak? Have you really won with just ‘pure power’ without using Hwagong even once?”

Namgoongsa tightened his grip on the sword without blinking an eye.

Though it was 2 against 1, he didn’t feel the slightest disadvantage.