Chapter 1314: I Think I Already Know The Answer? (Part 4)

Seizing the high ground in battle is absolute.

Moreover, the utility of seizing the air where one's feet do not touch cannot be adequately described.

Consider this: a space where one cannot fly nor apply force onto the ground.

What if rain were to fall from the sky in that space?

'Th-that!'

Although the cliff extended for about twenty yards, the time it took to fall was short.

However, that brief moment was anything but short for those living moment to moment in that space.

Those who were strong quickly looked up in urgency.

Likewise, their comrades, falling with their robes fluttering, came into view. And above them, a red rain poured like a torrent.

Sheeek! Sheeek! Sheeek!

Countless sword energies, like drops of blood, pierced the bodies of the Black Shades with a terrifying force.

"Kwaaaah!"

Successive sword energies fell in intervals, piercing through flesh again and again, and yet again.

The sensation of dozens of thick needles penetrating every part of the body was keenly felt, and amidst the pain, all one could do was scream.

Someone desperately tried to wield their martial arts to block the descending sword energies, but it was impossible to block all the sword energies pouring like rain in the empty space where there was no place to step.

Squelch!

The sword energy that tore through the accumulated energy in the body relentlessly plunged into weak flesh without mercy.

After piercing through muscles, twisted bones, and internal organs, it lodged into the body of another.

Shaaaah!

Blood gushed from the gaping holes with a dripping sound. When the sword energy, which had looked like blood, mixed with the blood pouring out of a real human body, it turned into a denser blood rain.

"Uwaaaaah!"

But humans instinctively display their survival instinct at any time. Those who realized that they couldn't avoid the sword energy in the air saw nothing but a nearby cliff.

At that moment, a moment of venom flashed in the eyes of the Black Shades who couldn't move through the air. What they chose as a foothold in the air where they couldn't move was none other than the bodies of their own comrades.

Though they had trained together and crossed swords, under the absolute proposition of survival, camaraderie was no better than rotten straw.

Bang!

The Black Shades callously kicked aside those beside them and were propelled towards the cliff with the recoil.

"Huh!"

Those who had tried somehow to wield their martial arts to block the sword energy couldn't withstand the unexpected impact from behind and lost their balance.

They were pushed by the falling sword energies.

What would happen next was too predictable.

"Kwaaaaah!"

A desperate scream echoed. The Black Shades, having turned their backs, desperately clung to the cliff.

Of course, clinging to the cliff didn't mean the sword energy wouldn't fly in. However, there was a world of difference between blocking the sword energy falling over their entire body in midair and blocking only the sword energy pouring over their heads while their bodies remained fixed.

But they were soon to face another problem.

Ka-ga-ga-gang!

The eyes of a Black Shade were bloodshot as he frantically swung his swords towards the raindrops-like sword energies.

"I can block it!"

The power contained in each sword energy was not formidable.

If it weren't for the empty space, he could somehow block it. So, he must let the other comrades know this fact.

It was the moment he was about to shout with all his might, putting strength into his voice.

Segeuk!

Instantly, a burning pain erupted from his back as if supported by fire.

"Kkeureuk...."

In the sensation of his spine breaking in an instant, the man who sensed his fate forcibly turned his head.

Taah.

At that moment, someone stepped on his waist and shoulders, pushing upward.

In the recoil, he was pushed down and saw it.

The sight of a person riding up the cliff like a single swallow.

Segeuk! Segeuk! Segeuk!

Wearing the black robe of the Mount Hua Sect, a swordsman swiftly moved along the cliff, decisively severing one life after another.

"This, this bastard!"

Only then did the followers of darkness below realize the presence attacking them and hurriedly defended a wide radius, wielding their swords.

Paaah!

Yoo Iseol calmly kicked off the cliff and leaped into the air.

The circumstances were dire, but her movements couldn't be described in other words than 'elegant'.

Flowing like water, she gracefully extended her sword.

Sweaeaeaeaak!

As if chasing prey, Chung Myung, who had descended like a hawk, immediately stretched out his sword.

It was the moment when Chung Myung's Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword and Yoo Iseol's Plum Blossom Sword gently touched in the air.

Ting.

The two rotated their bodies using each other's strength.

Kakang!

Successive clashes as the two swords pushed each other away.

Utilizing the recoil, the two were propelled towards different cliffs.

Bang!

As soon as their feet touched the cliff, the two engaged in a fierce battle once again.

The sunlight, now restored to its original color, poured down from the regained sky, coloring their swords even more brightly.

There was no leisure to calmly observe something.

However, at this moment, disciples from both Southern Island and Mount Hua, as well as others, lost themselves and stared at the cliff.

"...Sasuk."

Jo Gol spoke in a half-fazed voice.

"Could Sasuk do something like that?"

At his words, Baek Cheon glanced up briefly.

The two people moving on the cliff as if it were flat ground were relentlessly sweeping away the Black Shades with their swords.

A wry smile escaped from Baek Cheon's mouth.

"...I can't even copy it."

Baek Cheon didn't think he was weaker than Yoo Iseol. She was undoubtedly strong, but he had confidence in the martial arts he had built up.

But that was a story on level ground.

If he were to fight on that cliff, Baek Cheon would confidently throw away his sword and beg for mercy before Yoo Iseol even swung her sword.

At least in terms of footwork, there was no match for Yoo Iseol in the Mount Hua Sect.

Chung Myung was out of the question from the start, but even if Baek Cheon worked hard all his life, catching up with Yoo Iseol's footwork would be an impossible task.

"But I still win underwater."

"...That's petty, Sasuk."

Baek Cheon's face twitched for a moment. Then, without saying a word, he gazed intently at the cliff.

Although Chung Myung and Yoo Iseol had momentarily cut off the breath of many Black Shades, there were still more of them above their heads.

Nevertheless, the crucial point was that the formidable ones now clinging to the cliff had already experienced it once.

There is no need to discuss how important timing is in tactics.

Those who realized that the crimson sword energy falling from above had lost its power tried to descend again, but those below were not fools.

"Sweep them away!"

The thunderous voice of Kim Yang Baek, the head of Southern Island Sect, erupted, and the disciples of Southern Island Sect shot the concentrated sword energy they had gathered at the cliff.

Even if they didn't reach the level of instantaneously emitting sword energy the moment swords collided to harm the enemy, since they had enough time to prepare, the situation had changed.

Blue sword energy resembling crashing waves rushed toward the Black Shades.

Segeuk! Segeuk! Segeuk!

Those who were about to jump off the cliff were successively cut by the sword energy shooting up from below.

The Moon Blades they threw did not harm Chung Myung, but the sword energy thrown by the Southern Island Sect definitely cut through them.

"Uwaaaaah!"

Watching those whose breaths were cut off and fell, Kim Yang Baek clenched his fist.

Extreme tactics always came with opportunities and risks. If it worked properly, it would bring tremendous benefits, but if it failed, it would be worse than a frontal assault.

There was no need to explain how enormous a difference there was between suddenly being ambushed from above and leisurely firing sword energy at those falling down.

The ones who had turned the situation upside down were the two people who soared above.

How was such a thing possible?

A situation where all directions were blocked and enemies poured down from above.

Even veterans that had rolled in Kangho would've been bewildered and floundered.

At best, they would've had no choice but to strengthen their defenses.

In such a situation, how was it possible to come up with the idea of aiming above the enemy and preventing them from falling straight down?

And in such a brief moment.

If Kim Yang Baek had been in command, could he have dealt with this situation?

'No need to think about it.'

If it weren't for those two, the enemies would have already penetrated their ranks, ravaging Southern Island Sect's disciples.

No, perhaps they wouldn't even have entered this canyon.

If he had been stubbornly attached to a short-lived pride and begged for an unreasonable favor, the Southern Island Sect's fate would have already been sealed.

"Sect Leader!"

At that moment, Baek Cheon's loud shout pierced Kim Yang Baek's ears.

Suddenly regaining his senses, he saw the Black Shades who were cut by the sword energy falling and spouting blood as they fell below.

However, there were those who skillfully avoided the sword energy in between.

"Block them!"

"Yes!"

As Kim Yang Baek commanded, the elders of the Southern Island Sect immediately surged upward.

The elders, filled with venom due to their hatred, mercilessly cut down the Black Shades whose momentum had already been broken.

Baek Cheon caught a glimpse of the situation and turned his head.

There was no reason to watch anymore in this situation.

Most of them might attach themselves to the cliff and fall below, but since they had already lost their momentum and suffered injuries, in the end, they wouldn't be able to withstand Southern Island Sect's offensive.

So, what remained?

Kuuuuuuung!

Hye Yeon's fist pushed the enemies away in one go.

It was still an impressive sight, but Baek Cheon didn't miss the sight of those hit by Hye Yeon's fist falling out but still clawing at the ground without losing consciousness.

"Dieeeee!"

Soon, the enemies, fueled by malice, collectively thrust their spears at Hye Yeon.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Hye Yeon's hand drew a large circle as he deflected all three spears.

However, one of the deflected spears stopped in mid-air and, with even faster speed than before, flew towards Hye Yeon.

Swoosh!

The sharp tip of the spear touched Hye Yeon's chest.

Realizing the inevitability of being unable to block it, Hye Yeon clenched his teeth and gathered his inner strength to his chest.

Kaaaaaaang!

A sword that flew from behind immediately struck the spear that almost touched Hye Yeon's chest.

Segeuk!

Subsequently, the released sword energy cut through the neck of the spearman.

Looking at Black Shade, who fell with blood spraying, Hye Yeon momentarily blanked out.

"Shift!"

"Deputy Sect Leader!"

Descending in front of him, Hye Yeon shouted while looking at Baek Cheon.

"I'm still...!"

"I understand. But you can't exhaust your strength down here. Please help at the rear! Dealing with the Black Shades alone is too much for Tang Soso."

At those words, Hye Yeon looked towards the rear.

"Hurry!"

"Yes!"

Nodding, Hye Yeon stepped back.

Then, two people flew in from both sides of Baek Cheon.

Thud. Thud.

On the left was Jo Gol, and on the right was Yoon Jong.

In the center, Baek Cheon raised his sword and spoke.

"It seems like we've delayed too much?"

"There certainly seems to be that aspect."

"We shouldn't drag this out."

A smile appeared on Baek Cheon's lips.

Hye Yeon was excellent.

Namgung Dowi was remarkable.

Nevertheless, to Baek Cheon, these two guys were still the most reliable in the world.

"We're going in one go. To the end of this canyon!"

"Yes!"

"Yes, Sasuk!"

Baek Cheon, Jo Gol, and Yoon Jong, the three swordsmen of the Mount Hua Sect, charged toward the enemies in one go.