The sun broke apart in translucent splinters.The snowy ridgeline shimmered silently, yet with an unspoken roar. Dawn-like radiance rippled across the expanse, emanating from the sword planted before Ma Gwang-ik, illuminating the surroundings with an ethereal glow.


    The golden mist climbing from the embroidered Hwang character on Jeong Yeon-shin’s shoulder glimmered faintly, exuding an aura of divinity. The silence among the martial artists nearby was anything but peaceful. Emotions seeped into the atmosphere like fog, visible on their faces.


    Some stood frozen, their mouths shut tight, while others raised their eyebrows or gaped slack-jawed. Yet, none displayed hostility. The air was filled with confusion. Whispers of awe and disbelief began to spill out.


    “Ma Gwang-ik of Ipwang Fortress…!”


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    “What in the world… such a prominent figure, appearing here…”


    The young man reclining lazily in his palanquin was no longer the focus of attention. That was inevitable.


    A peerless master from the gates of Ipwang Fortress had revealed himself. One of the seventeen sacred swords of legend now stood before everyone, gleaming in the winter sun. The Black Overlord of Ipwang Fortress—a figure whom even high-ranking masters in blue were hesitant to confront—was present.


    “The black coat… Is it truly him? But his age…”


    “The Sub-Sect Leader of the Dark Sect survived a tour of the Thirteen Heavens at about that age.”


    “Enough. The rumors about Ma Gwang-ik are no less impressive than that.”


    “True. He defeated the top masters of Sichuan and the Thirteen Heavens in a single year, even felling the Celestial Lord of the Sword Heaven.”


    “Perhaps we need not worry too much. They say he’s never harmed innocents…”


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