Chapter: 1773

It was rare for Doyeop to show this much emotion, which meant that his pursuers were no ordinary martial artists.

�I�ll hear your explanation later. For now, we retreat.�

�Yes!�

Jin Yoo-gun quickly made a decision.

In such a situation, swift decision-making was an essential quality for a leader.

Jin Yoo-gun led his men and raced through a different path, deviating from their original route, in an attempt to shake off the pursuers tracking Doyeop.�

However, his efforts ended in failure.

�These bastards!�

They suddenly heard a roar and an old man with a yellow beard appeared.

The old man was none other than Tarha.

Tarha�s gaze fell upon the blade pinned around Jin Yoo-gun�s waist.

At that moment, flames seemed to come out of Tarha�s eyes.

�So, it�s you guys.�

Kwaang!

A surge of energy exploded through Tarha�s entire body like an active volcano.

The blade around Jin Yoo-gun�s waist was undoubtedly the Demonic Soul Blade, the treasured artifact of the Mara Sect.

�You dare to steal the treasure of our sect! I will never forgive you!�

Tarha shot a powerful strike toward Jin Yoo-gun.

Immediately, martial artists leaped out from both sides of Jin Yoo-gun to block Tarha�s attack.

Like always, they proceed to defend themselves from their opponent�s attack with coordinated strikes. It was this method that had never failed them before.�

Unfortunately, this time their method didn�t work.

Kwang!

�Argh!�

�Keung!�

The two martial artists who had stood in front of Tarha�s strike were sent flying in a pool of blood. The clear murderous energy emanating from Tarha�s two fists was undoubtedly superior.�

The sinister, crimson energy wrapped around Tarha�s hands was called Fist Aura.1

�Hand over the Demonic Soul Blade!�

Tarha charged at Jin Yoo-gun.

His target was the Demonic Soul Blade at Jin Yoo-gun�s waist.

Nothing else mattered to him.� JrNovels.com