Chapter 439: Chapter 1327: Nothing Escaped (Part 2)

Those who were besieging outside the canyon looked ahead with bewildered expressions.

Enemies who had jumped into the canyon with their own feet, like mice leaping into a trap, skillfully crawled up the slippery slope and emerged.

How many had been deployed inside the canyon to stop them? Yet, they managed to make it past all those obstacles and finally reached this point.

"Stop them!"

Someone shouted desperately, but even the one yelling knew it was futile. What measure could they take against those they couldn't stop until they reached this point?

The first person to charge forward forcefully pierced through the thoughts.

"Eurachaaaa!"

Jo Gol, leaping like a poisoned rabbit [lmfao], created dozens of sword shadows and pierced through the desperate attackers in one go.

Thunk!

The vast world unfolded before Jo Gol's wide-open eyes upon landing.

"They're here! Damn it! We broke through!"

Ecstasy filled their entire beings. Those following him also leaped out of the canyon one after another.

"Euaaaa!"

"Damn it!"

"We're alive! We're alive!"

Especially excited in this situation were the disciples of Southern Island. A narrow canyon, seemingly impassable enemies still blocking their way, and on top of that, the Myriad Man Manor chasing after them.

The situation seemed hopeless. More than half of them thought this canyon would be their grave. But in the end, they had survived and set foot on the vast land again. The joy was indescribable.

Outwards, further outwards.

Those who regained their light rushed forward in joy.

"Commander."

Subordinates looked at Ho Gakyung beside them with eyes filled with various meanings.

"Hmm."

Ho Gakyung's subdued voice flowed out as he watched the situation ahead within the gorge.

"They broke through."

There was no other way to think. His plan to block the canyon and annihilate the enemy had completely crumbled.

Whether to praise the enemy or blame his own shortcomings, he couldn't decide.

And Ho Gakyung's choice was neither.

"Don't stop, keep going! The enemies are still behind us!"

"Yes, Sasuk!"

At the cry from Baek Cheon behind them, Jo Gol answered loudly and quickly ran forward.

'Anyway, he's impressive!'

He momentarily forgot the situation in his excitement, but Baek Cheon was still looking at all of this calmly. With someone like him leading, the Evil Tyrant Alliance couldn't stop the Mount Hua group.

Perhaps escaping this situation in Gangnam might not be as difficult as they thought.

"Where! Where are you going, Sahyung!"

"Do you think I'm just talking? Run to the north!"

"Where is the north!"

"Damn it! Come to where I'm going!"

"Yes!"

Jo Gol followed closely behind Yoon Jong, who was running ahead, and looked back. He had to tell Southern Island's disciples the direction.

"Everyone, this way..."

But then, something strange unfolded before his eyes.

As if in stark contrast to the deadly canyon, something began to stir and reveal itself in the vast forest spread out before them.

"What...?"

Could it be an ambush? Despite the confusion, he quickly turned his head and analyzed. Perhaps an ambush aiming for the vulnerability when people are most relaxed. Although it was a tense situation, thinking calmly, they could handle this to some extent.

Moreover, since the enemy had revealed themselves too early, and their position was already compromised, making it possible to prepare for the attack. Jo Gol was about to convey a warning about the ambush ahead when something caught his eye.

In the hands of those who revealed themselves throughout the forest were angled bows.

At that moment, a scream-like voice erupted from Jo Gol's mouth.

"Lie doooown!"

But the arrows imbued with inner strength were faster than his voice, indiscriminately flying towards them.

Thud!

Arrows flying at an astonishing speed mercilessly pierced through the bodies of Southern Island's disciples who were rejoicing and cheering.

"Kkyuuh..."

"Aaaargh!"

Someone with an arrow through the face groaned and collapsed, while another screamed in agony with an arrow embedded in their body.

"Damn it!"

Jo Gol, unable to contain his rising frustration, cursed. Those who had overcome the hellish canyon were being decimated so easily!

"Sahyung!"

"It's still okay! It's just a few of them!"

The bow, originally a difficult weapon for non-experts to use, especially in such numbers, couldn't be handled by even the numerous Evil Tyrant Alliance members who hadn't mastered it. If they didn't panic and reacted calmly...

At that moment, Yoon Jong widened his eyes. His gaze was fixed on the sky.

After breaking through the gorge and finally facing the vast sky, it was... turning dark as if soaked in ink.

It wasn't just clouds. Those were hundreds, thousands of arrows flying from the forest.

Despair-filled cries burst out from Yoon Jong's mouth.

"Avoid, avoid the bloodshed! Now!"

But they couldn't. Southern Island's disciples were all half-stuck at the exit of the canyon. Those still trapped in the narrow canyon couldn't even pull back, and those arrows were precisely targeting them.

Baek Cheon and Namgung Dowi instinctively leaped up and frantically swung their swords, trying to ward off the arrows.

It wasn't the same as the fierce arrows initially launched, but even with just the two of them, it was impossible to deflect all the arrows pouring down like rain.

Almost half of the incoming arrows maintained their speed and poured down over the heads of Southern Island's disciples.

"Uhh!"

"Aaaargh!"

The poisoned arrows mercilessly pierced through them. As the attack poured down suddenly after they had relaxed for a moment, the damage was even more severe.

Witnessing those pierced by arrows, terror rapidly spread in the eyes of other Southern Island disciples.

"Sah, Sahyung! Are you okay..."

Thud.

"...Ugh."

Distracted while surveying the surroundings, an arrow struck the neck of someone. It wasn't an ordinary arrow that fell from above like the first volley but a powerful arrow. Southern Island's disciples were helpless against it.

In an instant, over ten people were gruesomely killed.

Despite blocking various attacks from the enemy, these individuals who hadn't suffered significant losses were suddenly hit hard by this momentary assault, resulting in more than ten casualties.

They had barely managed to break through the hellish canyon!

Unprecedented despair overwhelmed everyone's hearts.

"We, we need to get out!"

"What are you doing? Run forward! Keep going!"

"Don't stop! The Myriad Man Manor is coming from behind! Hurry!"

At the exit of the gorge, Southern Island's disciples began to entangle with each other.

Those who couldn't move forward due to blockages or were unable to run out because of the unpredictable arrows, and those who desperately needed to escape the canyon. None of them could compromise with each other.

Eventually, confusion ensued among Southern Island's disciples as they pushed and pulled against each other.

"What are you doing, you bastards!"

Southern Island's senior disciple Guo Hansuo shouted.

"Don't panic! At most, it's just arrows! Calmly deflect them; you're disciples of the Southern Island Sect!"

Another barrage of arrows soared from the sky.

Guo Hansuo gritted his teeth and leaped upward. While not comparable to Baek Cheon or Namgung Dowi, he felt compelled to step forward and try to handle the situation.

Just as Baek Cheon and Namgung Dowi were about to follow him and leap up again, someone swiftly jumped over his head.

"Sect Leader!"

Kim Yang Baek and the elders, who had rushed forward unnoticed, were now blocking arrows to protect their disciples.

Clang! Clang clang clang!

The sounds of arrows clashing with swords resonated loudly. Despite their aged bodies, they missed a few arrows that occasionally slipped through, but the elders of Southern Island did not utter a single groan.

This time, Southern Island's disciples also swung their swords at the arrows descending towards them. Although they didn't completely block them, the damage was significantly reduced compared to before.

Eeeeeng!

Kim Yang Baek fiercely swung his sword, deflecting the powerful arrows. The impact was so intense that his wrist seemed to rattle. These arrows were clearly different from the ones before.

"Sect Leader!"

"Deputy Sect Leader! Leave this to me!"

"Yes!"

Baek Cheon nodded quickly and dashed forward without a moment to spare. To resolve this situation, they needed to quickly deal with those shooting arrows. If they couldn't kill them, they wouldn't be able to advance further.

"Yoon Jong! Jo Gol! Spread out and catch those shooting arrows!"

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Jo Gol and Yoon Jong promptly responded, flying towards the area where the arrows had been shot. No, they attempted to fly.

Kwaaaaang!

A thunderous explosion echoed. Simultaneously, something obscure flew towards Southern Island's disciples.

"A cannonball?"

One of Haenam's elders instinctively swiped the flying cannonball with his sword. However, if a sword could block a cannonball, would firearms even exist in this world?

Kwoong!

The sword snapped in two, and the cannonball forcefully struck the elder's body. There was no time for a scream. The elder, mortally wounded, spurted blood and was thrown away.

Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang!

Consecutive explosions reverberated. Of course, the number of these was not many. No matter how formidable the Evil Tyrant Alliance or even if this was Guangdong's territory, they couldn't deploy dozens of prohibited firearms. Thus, the flames spewing from the cannons were not more than a few.

However, with the few cannons firing simultaneously, the arrows raining down, and the flying arrows aimed at key figures, the scene was not much different from hell.

Arrows flew over Jo Gol's head towards Southern Island's disciples. It wouldn't be difficult for him to charge forward and defeat the enemy. However, in the meantime, those behind could suffer catastrophic damage.

To win, they had to attack. However, to attack, they were in a situation where they had to risk their lives.

"Jo Gol!"

In Jo Gol's bewildered ears, Baek Cheon's voice resounded.

"Don't hesitate!"

"B-but..."

"I'm behind you!"

No further words were needed.

Baek Cheon's eyes were filled with unwavering confidence. The moment Jo Gol confirmed this, his feet were already forcefully pounding the ground.

Gradually, certainty settled in Jo Gol's eyes.

He was the offense leader of the Mount Hua Sect. Blocking wasn't suitable for him. The best way he could assist them was to quickly bring down the enemy.

"You bastards!"

With anger embedded in his voice, Jo Gol shot forward like a streak of light.