Chapter 599

**Chapter 599: The Lazy One, Transmission (4)**

Those who witness Wei Yanho’s martial arts for the first time often have the same thought:

‘W-what is this?’

It’s dazzling.

Snow-white energy gathers at the tip of his sword, emitting a blinding glow. Multiple spheres of light bloom from the weapon’s tip.

It is a spectacle that has not been seen anywhere else in the world.

Even the Plum Blossom Sword Techniques of Mount Hua, famous for their unparalleled beauty, do not reach such a level of splendor.

And at the same time, it is fast.

Paaah!

The luminous spheres spinning at the tip of his sword flew forward at breakneck speed.

There wasn’t even time to react with a ‘Huh!’. The instant one perceived something approaching, the spheres were already about to impact.

So it was impossible to react.

Kwaaaaah!

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Explosions of light swept through the area.

The warriors of Baekgeom Fortress, who were swarming like a swarm over Wei Yanho, were enveloped by the explosions of light that seemed to cover the entire world.

There wasn’t even time to scream.

Those caught in the explosions of light that flashed and disappeared in an instant fell without even having a chance to resist.

Baek Hoemyung’s eyes narrowed as he witnessed the scene.

‘What the hell is that?’

Could that be called swordsmanship?

The Infinity Sword is infinite.

A true sword is not limited by form.

It was something he had heard countless times since his childhood. And it was also the path of the sword that he pursued.

The Infinity Sword represents all swords. That meant that Wei Yanho’s sword also fell within the scope of the Infinity Sword. But that was too strange to be considered swordsmanship.

As for launching energy to defeat the enemy, it was more like palm techniques.

As for each explosion of energy generating pressure, it was more like fist techniques.

But that splendor undoubtedly belonged to the sword.

Baek Hoemyung vehemently denied it.

The Infinity Sword encompasses all the swords in the world.

But Wei Yanho’s style was… different.

It was as if he had condensed all the martial arts in the world into the tip of his sword. For a moment, Baek Hoemyung had that thought, but he shook his head forcefully.

‘No, it can’t be.’

That was absurd.

Not even the Infinity Sword, which synthesized all swords, had been mastered by anyone in several generations. Since the Sword Emperor Baek Muhan completed a form of the Infinity Sword three hundred years ago, no one had dared to speak of mastering it completely.

No, perhaps no one until now had managed to complete the Infinity Sword. Even the Sword Emperor Baek Muhan never openly declared that he had mastered it.

Later generations could only speculate, based on his greatness and power, that he had reached the pinnacle of the Infinity Sword.

And now someone is trying to transcend the Infinity Sword and reach a new realm?

That is something no human being can achieve.

‘Definitely not!’

He could say it with complete certainty.

He was not underestimating Wei Yanho. Baek Hoemyung had grown up watching an absolute master like the head of his clan since he was a child. He knew very well how deficient he himself was.

If only sword talent was considered, his younger brothers were better than him. So he had no reason to disparage Wei Yanho now.

He was not underestimating Wei Yanho. This is something no one can do. Not even the Sword Emperor tried.

‘No.’

Although his way of fighting did not seem to transcend the basics, even considering all that, he could not believe that Wei Yanho was approaching something beyond the Infinity Sword.

Wei Yanho lacked experience. A great deal of experience is needed to systematize and assimilate all that. When would the young Wei Yanho have had time to accumulate it?

Baek Hoemyung calmed his mind.

No matter what that was. Whether it was a new realm in martial arts or a new level in the sword. Even if it was something completely different, the result would not change.

Because Wei Yanho would die here today.

There may be few in the world who can become stronger than the Sword Emperor Baek Muhan. The important thing is not the possibility, but to materialize that possibility.

No matter how great Wei Yanho’s potential is, if he dies today, he will only be remembered in history as a martial artist who lost his mind by resisting the Baekgeom Fortress.

“Young Master.”

“Ah.”

Baek Hoemyung nodded his head.

‘But it’s scary.’

Everyone who rushed at him was being swept away.

‘Is he even superior to the Supreme Sovereign?’

Wei Yanho’s divine aura was not inferior to that of the Supreme Sovereign. No, it could be said that it was even greater.

‘But I can’t understand it. Not even his internal energy seems superior to that of the Supreme Sovereign.’

The precision and understanding of the sword can transcend age. It often happens that a genius sent by the heavens defeats a veteran who has dedicated his life to the sword. But internal energy is a completely different matter.

Even Baek Hoemyung had been surprised by the internal energy of the Supreme Sovereign. And yet, it seemed that Wei Yanho’s internal energy surpassed him.

‘If this guy had grown up in the ordinary world, what level of power would he have reached?’

Maybe he could have aspired to the title of Sword Emperor?

Maybe, maybe not. But the truth is that Wei Yanho would also have left his name in history. Perhaps not as the greatest of all time, but as one of the five strongest in history.

But that would be if the flower were to bloom.

“Plucking a bud before it blooms is regrettable, but it also provides an ignoble pleasure.”

Baek Hoemyung curled his lips into a smile.

“Gi Hon.”

“Yes.”

“Start.”

“Yes!”

Sensing Gi Hon retreating to the side, Baek Hoemyung gave a peculiar smile.

‘It’s a shame.’

Wei Yanho is strong. He is incredibly strong.

An absolute master can do much more than a group of warriors. It doesn’t matter if you gather a thousand or ten thousand who don’t reach that level, they won’t be able to face a single master.

It is as if a thousand bees in a honeycomb cannot defeat a wasp. The bee’s stinger does not penetrate the wasp, and the bee’s jaws cannot break the wasp’s shell.

So there is no way to attack. They can only surround it and generate heat to kill it by suffocating it. But that is something that happens to the wasp.

Supreme masters are incomparably faster than ordinary martial artists. They do not allow themselves to be surrounded like a wasp.

So they can only fall one after another.

When it seems that he is getting tired, they can retreat to rest and then return. In a war between martial artists, the most problematic thing is not a large army, but a small group of supreme masters like Wei Yanho.

‘It’s like a swarm of bees attacking a wasp.’

The Supreme Sovereign had inflicted great damage on them. But that could not be considered real damage. If they could capture a master like the Supreme Sovereign, they were willing to suffer serious losses.

If in exchange for letting the enemy escape without damage they could capture the Supreme Sovereign, it was actually a monumental success.

But Wei Yanho was different.

He did not need to protect everyone like the Supreme Sovereign. He only needed to buy time and then retreat. He did not have the same sense of responsibility or obligation as the Supreme One.

If he hurt himself, he did not need to save others. It was a matter of position before humanity. To face someone like that, you needed at least a master of the same level as Wei Yanho.

‘But we have another method.’

Baek Hoemyung smiled.

Maybe it wouldn’t work with others, but with Wei Yanho it was foolproof.

“Hup!”

Gi Hon adopted a stance and stared at Wei Yanho.

“It wouldn’t normally work, so concentrate.”

“Yes!”

Gi Hon watched Wei Yanho with cold eyes. Then he put his palms together and began to murmur something.

Gooooooo.

Something began to swirl within him.

‘That?’

Jangil and Wei Jeonghan’s gazes turned to the side. In a corner of the battlefield, Gi Hon’s peculiar posture caught their attention.

‘Why?’

It was inevitable to ask themselves.

It was obvious that that guy was trying something. But what plunged them into doubt was not his attempt itself.

Why had their gazes turned there?

This was a battlefield where death was rampant. There was no reason for them to look towards that distant place. And yet, as if they were bewitched, their eyes turned there.

As they tried to understand their own actions, the reason became evident before their eyes.

“Demonic energy?”

“That’s it!”

Exclamations simultaneously escaped from the mouths of Wei Jeonghan and Jangil. From the body of the man in the strange posture emanated a clear and distinct demonic energy.

A visibly tangible demonic energy flew towards Wei Yanho.

“Yanho!”

“Damn it!”

They knew that that level of demonic energy could not do anything to Wei Yanho. But they were not fools. If they tried something like that, it was because they had a clear objective.

Wei Yanho also seemed to realize that something was approaching and turned his head.

“Huh?”

At that moment, a mass of black demonic energy enveloped Wei Yanho.

Seeing the scene, Baek Hoemyung clenched his fists.

‘It worked!’

If it had been energy charged with homicidal intent, Wei Yanho would have dodged it. But Gi Hon’s demonic energy was just that: demonic energy. There was no reason to dodge something that posed no threat.

And that would be his undoing.

“Now! Go crazy!”

Baek Hoemyung shouted with a triumphant smile.

“…What?”

“…Huh?”

But before he could savor the victory, Wei Yanho’s voice startled him back.

“Tch!”

Wei Yanho waved his hand and dispersed the demonic energy that covered him.

“You’re not playing around, are you?”

“…”

Baek Hoemyung’s eyes widened more than coins.

His bulging eyes showed how surprised he was.

“H-how?”

Without them realizing it, the battle had stopped.

“What?”

“Why isn’t he having an attack?”

Wei Yanho frowned.

“What the hell are you talking about? You’re irritating me.”

“You… you…”

The tips of Baek Hoemyung’s fingers trembled slightly. His trembling finger pointed desperately at Wei Yanho.

“Didn’t you learn the Sword Emperor’s Manual?”

“The Sword Emperor’s Manual?”

Wei Yanho tilted his head curiously and then snapped his fingers.

“Ah, that secret treasure! Do you mean that?”

“Why didn’t you learn it? It was in your hands!”

“Obvious question. I didn’t learn it because I didn’t need to.”

“…What?”

Wei Yanho smiled maliciously.

“It was fake.”

“…”

“Why learn something fake?”

Baek Hoemyung’s mouth opened slightly.

He didn’t learn it?

He knew it was fake?

“W-wait.”

Baek Hoemyung, unable to contain his disbelief, shouted.

“S-so you knew it was fake and still sold it?”

“Yes.”

“But, you damn lunatic…”

Wei Yanho shrugged his shoulders.

“What does it matter if it was fake? Those guys wanted to buy a secret manual, and I wanted to sell one. So I complied. I was even ethical enough to say that it was a manual from a cave, not that it was the Sword Emperor’s martial arts.”

“…”

He called that ethics?

Crick.

Wei Yanho turned his neck.

“I was wondering what you were basing so much confidence on, and it was this? Well, bad luck, your master plan didn’t work. Now there’s only left…”

Paaah.

Wei Yanho jumped into the air.

“To get what you deserve!”

The spheres of light that filled the air fell on Baek Hoemyung.