Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Vol 2 Chapter 74. Oh my, put it away. Put it away. (1)

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Mae ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Jin-chang’s body had clearly changed after absorbing his fellow disciples’ energy.

His ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍muscles swelled severalfold, his skin turned dark, and above all….

“Uwahahahahaha!”

The ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍sheer energy he carried had grown monstrous.

Even ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the force embedded in his laughter made nearby buildings creak.

“Such a monster….”

Chu Un-hwi clenched his teeth.

He had never imagined Mae Jin-chang possessed such a trump card.

No—perhaps all of the Heaven-Splitting Martial Emperor’s disciples could undergo such a transformation.

If so….

‘I have to spread this information throughout the entire martial world, no matter what.’

And to do that, he had to survive this place.

Steeling himself, Chu Un-hwi went to Patrick’s side and said, “I’ll create an opening.”

“…….”

“Don’t miss it.”

“…….”

“Evil-Breaking Swordsman?”

“…Tsk. Missed it?”

Patrick clicked his tongue and muttered, then noticed Chu Un-hwi beside him.

“Never mind. Get over there.”

“Huh?”

“Go away. You’re a hassle.”

With that, Patrick walked straight toward Mae Jin-chang alone.

Mae Jin-chang spoke as he watched him approach.

“Hehehe. So you’re the mysterious color-eyed master who suddenly appeared in this sect.”

“I have a few questions. Answer them honestly, and I might kill you without pain.”

“Impudent fool!”

Mae Jin-chang hurled a massive fist at Patrick.

BOOOOM!

It was a blow that could have pulverized even a huge boulder.

But….

“So you don’t want to, huh.”

His opponent was not a rock.

It was Patrick Schneider.

Mae Jin-chang’s attack was blocked with absurd ease by Patrick’s sword.

And in the next instant….

THUD!

Patrick’s sword knocked Mae Jin-chang’s fist upward.

His hand rose, and he thrust the Black Dragon Sword of his other hand into Mae Jin-chang’s exposed body.

BOOM!

“Guhhh!”

A massive hole was blown through Mae Jin-chang’s body.

For an ordinary human, it would have been fatal.

But….

“You bastard!”

Mae Jin-chang ignored the wound and struck down at Patrick with his other hand.

Patrick leapt upward to evade it.

As he did, several flashes of light followed, carving deep wounds into Mae Jin-chang’s shoulders.

SLASH! SLASH!

“AAAAAAH!”

Cuts that split shoulder bones and reached the organs—fatal wounds by any standard.

But….

“It’s useless!”

Even then, Mae Jin-chang leapt toward Patrick in midair.

Unable to use his arms, he instead drove his head toward Patrick.

“Ridiculous.”

Patrick smirked and stepped on Mae Jin-chang’s head with his foot.

BOOOOM!

Foot and head collided.

Mae Jin-chang’s neck compressed grotesquely, like a turtle pulling into its shell.

But….

“GRAAAAH!”

Mae Jin-chang did not care and forced Patrick back with brute strength.

Patrick did not bother resisting.

He leapt backward, letting the force slide past.

“All brawn, no brains….”

The two landed again.

Mae Jin-chang’s condition was horrific.

His neck was crushed, his arms and torso riddled with fatal wounds—normally, that is.

“Hehehe…. Just as I heard.”

White foam bubbled up from Mae Jin-chang’s wounds, rapidly healing them.

Watching this, Patrick chuckled softly.

“What are you, a troll?”

No, his regeneration surpassed even that of a troll.

His body was tougher than an ogre’s, and yet his original martial prowess was at a level comparable to the State of Harmony.

This was dangerous.

Unless one was an exceptionally high-level master of the same realm, victory would be impossible.

But….

“You’re unlucky.”

“What did you say?”

“Getting stronger through dirty tricks is fine, but unfortunately for you, your opponent is me.”

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

“Today is your death anniversary.”

The moment Patrick finished speaking, his figure vanished.

When he reappeared, he was right in front of Mae Jin-chang’s nose.

“Ghk….”

Mae Jin-chang thrust both hands out to attack Patrick.

But….

THUD!

Before his hands could even reach Patrick, they were struck aside by an invisible, lightning-fast sword, bouncing away.

And then….

[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Fifth Form: Dragon Scale Whirlwind ]

A vortex of sword qi erupted from beneath Patrick’s feet, engulfing both of them.

“AAAAAAAAAAAH!”

Dragon Scale Whirlwind was originally a defensive technique.

But depending on its use, it could become an attack.

When unleashed at point-blank range, it shredded the opponent and launched them skyward.

As his body was torn apart piece by piece, Mae Jin-chang screamed.

When he regained awareness, he was already soaring high above, with all of Tianshui County visible below.

Patrick followed him up.

“Let’s end this.”

“N-no way. This body has achieved immortality. I am invincible.”

“Oh, really?”

Patrick laughed derisively.

“Then endure it with that precious body of yours.”

Patrick’s sword began to move in midair.

The blade became light, flowing through the void.

Graceful yet majestic sword forms unfolded, each movement perfect enough to mesmerize any onlooker.

And when the flowing trails of light converged into a single point….

[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Eleventh Form: Rampaging Radiant Dragon Torrent ]

A terrifying surge of sword intent exploded outward.

Hundreds of radiant dragons transformed into a raging torrent of light, bursting forth.

The magnificent sight painted the sky like a grand mural, visible to everyone in Tianshui County.

“Uh… uhh….”

“W-wow….”

“H-hehehe….”

No words came.

When humans witness something so vast and magnificent that it overwhelms imagination, they cannot put their feelings into words.

A spectacle beyond description—that was the only fitting phrase.

“U… AAAAAAAH!”

Mae Jin-chang screamed.

He did not think to block or evade.

Like a human facing a colossal natural disaster, his mind went blank, and he could only scream in terror.

Once the torrent of radiant dragons engulfed him, even that became impossible.

BOOOOOMBOOMBOOMBOOMBOOMBOOM!

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Mi-ryeong, a female disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect, stared up at the sky with her mouth agape.

She knew Bong-gong was strong.

After all, even the instructors were masters capable of projecting sword qi—at the very least at the peak, or even the State of Harmony.

And yet those very instructors were helpless before Bong-gong.

So she had thought….

‘Maybe he’s at least on the level of a Nine Sects’ sect leader?’

It seemed like a reasonable guess.

But now….

“What… is this….”

Nine Sects?

Five Great Families?

They meant nothing.

The vast torrent of light formed by the dragons filling the sky was both majestic and beautiful.

Could a human really do something like that?

Was it possible to reach such a level through martial arts alone?

Mi-ryeong stared blankly upward.

The other Twin Dragon Sect disciples were the same, unable to tear their eyes from the sky.

Soon, the radiant dragons faded like a mirage….

And something fell from the heavens.

THUD!

It was Patrick, descending while holding the tattered remains of Mae Jin-chang in one hand.

Oliver and Sanson approached him.

“Good work.”

“It’s been a while since we’ve seen the Young Master really show his skills.”

Unlike the others, they were not particularly shocked by Patrick’s display.

They had seen even more terrifying things.

“Is that thing still alive?”

At Oliver’s question, Patrick handed over the mangled mass and said,

“I held back.”

Oliver carefully checked.

Indeed, Mae Jin-chang was still breathing.

Despite losing all four limbs and having no intact part of his body, his breath clung on.

“Wow, seriously persistent.”

“That’s beyond a troll.”

Patrick gave them an order.

“Lock him up securely.”

Then he barked at the disciples staring blankly at him.

“What are you all standing around for?!”

“Huh? Y-yes…?”

“Yes?”

Patrick frowned and commanded,

“Restrain the fallen Unorthodox Alliance members, clear the rubble, and rescue the common folk immediately.”

“W-what? Ah… yes!”

Seeing them flustered, Patrick shouted again,

“Hurry!”

“Yes, sir!”

“We’ll do it right away.”

The disciples hurried into action.

“Tsk. They never move unless you shout.”

Then Patrick heard his master’s voice in his ear.

[My child.]

“I’m tired right now. Don’t nag.”

[Well done.]

“…….”

[You are indeed my disciple.]

It had been a long time since he had heard praise from his master.

Patrick scratched his head awkwardly.

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A single man ran without stopping.

“Huff… huff… huff….”

His breath was ragged, but he kept running, as if stopping meant death.

After running endlessly, he finally reached a deep mountain far from Tianshui County.

“Huff… huff… huff….”

Only then did he stop, leaning against a tree as he struggled to catch his breath.

He was handsome, a refined young noble at a glance—someone who looked like he had never lifted anything heavier than a book.

But this man was the White-Faced Death Lord, Yu Seop, the seventh disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Martial Emperor.

It had been his order that sent Gal Sang-a and the others to invade Gansu Province.

Even as he issued those orders, he had secretly followed behind them.

Out of concern?

Of course not.

He intended to devour them once their usefulness had ended.

But….

“What… what was that monster…?”

Yu Seop shuddered, chills running down his spine even now.

Watching from afar, he had been shocked the instant Patrick appeared.

A monster from another dimension—an existence that must never be confronted.

Such a being had never been part of his plan.

He hesitated, wondering what to do, and that hesitation became his mistake.

Before he realized it, that monster’s energy sense had locked onto him.

From that moment, he ran without looking back.

If that monster chose to pursue, death would have been inevitable.

As he fled, he felt Mae Jin-chang absorbing the energy of the other two disciples.

He felt no regret.

Losing prey was nothing compared to losing one’s life.

Thanks to that, the monster’s energy sense slipped away from him.

He ran like a madman until he reached this place.

“Heh… hehehehehe….”

Catching his breath, Yu Seop let out a bizarre laugh.

“So those are the beings Master spoke of.”

Yu Seop was the seventh disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Martial Emperor.

And he was one of the few who truly understood the real reason his master had taken them in and raised them.

“So that’s how it is. That’s why Master needed power. How else could he face monsters like that?”

Yu Seop muttered as if entranced.

“Nonhuman aberrations? Hah! Nonsense. Utter nonsense!”

He spread his arms toward the sky and roared.

“You expect to face monsters like that while clinging to morals? That’s bullshit. Only an idiot would believe that!”

Yu Seop screamed hoarsely, shouting toward the heavens until his throat nearly tore.

After raving like a madman, he steadied his breath and spoke.

“Master, do not worry. I… I, your true successor, will fulfill your will.”