**"I can't believe it."**

It didn't make sense.

"Why?"

Hwan Hwan Yo Yo, the Grand Master of the Soul-Seeking Sect, tightly shut his eyes at the sight before him.

How had this happened?

He had achieved the peak of martial arts through illusion techniques and was confident that nothing would surprise him. But now, this...

"How...?"

Now, nearing his seventies with graying hair tied up in a knot, his voice trembled slightly.

When a person faces an unimaginable scene, fear is inevitable.

*Cough.*

It had all started so simply.

He had been tasked with chasing a stray member of the ruined Namgung family to retrieve the key to their treasure vault. It was something that could have been handled with just one of his best disciples, without needing to personally intervene.

However, due to the importance of the task and the urgency of the situation, he had sent out a team to set up a net of traps, and soon enough, news arrived of the target's location. Frustrated by his long disappearance, he had grown increasingly irritated, and even when his subordinates reported the discovery, they quickly lost contact. 

He thought it was time to instill some discipline in his ranks.

Eventually, he found the stray from the Namgung family.

From the traces around him, it seemed like his subordinates had already met their end. It was surprising, as the man seemed like just a young rookie, only at the first stage of martial arts.

However, he was a seasoned warrior who had spent years in the martial world. He wasn’t the type to be easily shocked.

He immediately prepared to strike.

The martial world was filled with extraordinary individuals and unpredictable events. If he were to be surprised by every oddity, his life would be short-lived.

He sensed the opponent's internal power as weak, but he didn’t let his guard down.

He unleashed his illusionary art. A terrifying illusion that trapped the target in a fog and constantly showed them visions of being hunted by the very beings they feared most.

The target would die, drained of all internal energy, suffocated by their own fears—the result of his most vicious martial art.

But just as the man flailed his arms in panic, the illusions hit him. His scream pierced the air, and—

---

**[Meanwhile...]**

“Have you heard the rumor?”

“Ah, the Nameless Divine Sword?”

“Who hasn’t heard of it these days? The Nameless Divine Sword, the one who is said to cut anyone just by making eye contact.”

“Ha ha. Yes. But I heard something interesting. Apparently, the Nameless Divine Sword is actually a descendant of the Namgung family?”

“I’ve heard rumors that to deal with the Demonic Sect, a divine sword descended from the heavens to directly help the last direct descendant of Namgung.”

“Thank goodness. Apparently, the Demonic Sect’s forces retreated after hearing this news.”

“They say heroes appear in troubled times. This is just like that.”

---

The bustling tavern quieted down. Everyone had been eavesdropping on the conversation of the two martial artists. As the conversation continued, they realized they had been overheard and began talking loudly, so everyone could hear.

“But… there’s also a rumor that the Nameless Divine Sword was once just an ordinary martial artist, but after going mad with revenge, he performed a human sacrifice to gain the power of an immortal. Do you believe that? I mean, how could someone suddenly leap from the first stage to the pinnacle of martial arts like that?”

“Ugh!”

“Ha ha, how dare you say that about him!”

“Amazing.”

The mention of human sacrifice caused a brief stir in the tavern. It was clear that everyone was deeply interested in the Nameless Divine Sword. The martial artist speaking had deliberately chosen provocative words to stir things up.

“Well… He does sometimes wear an eerie expression when dealing with demons.”

“You know, right? The day the Celestial Demon Sword appeared.”

“Hah. That day, I truly thought that the entire Asura had descended upon us.”

---

They seemed to recall the events of that day, as one of the martial artists visibly shuddered.

That was the day the Nameless Divine Sword made his name across the martial world, a day known as the “Blood War of the Demon Sword.”

---

The Nameless Divine Sword had brought the Celestial Demon Sword to the Martial League and declared:

- "The Celestial Demon Sword you seek is in my hands! If you want it, come take it. I’ll be waiting in the Hubei region where the Wudang Sect resides, two weeks from now!"

That was the day when 30% of the Demonic Sect’s invasion force had gathered.

For some unknown reason, the Martial League had promoted the Nameless Divine Sword’s bold declaration across the land.

And then came the day.

The few survivors of the Demonic Sect—no more than a hundred—returned.

The rumors spread like wildfire.

On that day, those who gathered in the Hubei region, where the Wudang Mountain once stood, were not only Demonic Sect members.

In addition to those who had come to see the spectacle, many righteous sect members and even government officials joined in.

The tension in Wudang Mountain was palpable. It felt as if a war could break out at any moment.

---

However.

- "This is a personal matter related to the Celestial Demon Sword. Anyone else, stay out of it! If you Demonic Sect members touch anyone else, you will never find the Celestial Demon Sword!"

At first, the Demonic Sect members had openly scoffed. But that changed as soon as the Nameless Divine Sword made his move. Their expressions turned pale.

Anyone who had witnessed the horrific scene that day dared not oppose him.

The divine might of the Nameless Divine Sword was felt by all who witnessed it. His presence was so overwhelming it created a sense of unease.

It was said that hundreds of demons were cleaved in one single strike, so quickly that it caused an optical illusion.

- “Did my eyes just deceive me? Why do I feel like my vision just split in half?”

Then, within a 20-meter radius of the Nameless Divine Sword, the air itself began to split, creating a wind that was like a blade.

---

The events of that day, now known as the "Blood War," were still discussed heatedly.

“Apparently, the Nameless Divine Sword has secluded himself now,” someone said.

“Indeed. If he’d pushed a little harder, he could have driven the Demonic Sect completely out. It’s such a shame.”

“I heard it’s because of the killing intent. Something about the souls he took…”

“That day, the demons who gathered in Wudang were notorious criminals who had trampled on the Central Plains! Why should the Nameless Divine Sword have to bear the pain of it?!”

“Well... who are we, mere commoners, to understand his intentions?”

And so, no one dared to challenge the Nameless Divine Sword, who had sequestered himself.

---

**Meanwhile, Namgung Jin...**

*Flash—*

[Reflex Enhancement Pill (R)]  
- A pill that slightly enhances reflexes and dynamic vision.

*Flash—*

[Reverse Field Control Device (SR)]  
- A 60cm hexagonal device that generates, fixes, and controls a reverse field. It can be fixed to spatial coordinates, and its power...

*Flash—*

[Semi-Permanent Barrier Generation Ring (SR)]  
- A semi-permanent barrier ring usable by ordinary people who cannot handle Ether. Designed by the top designer of the Galactic Empire...

---

He had obtained *Void Walking* and *Protective Qi*.

---

**[Community Post]**

**- Author: Gungjin Anigoin**  
**- Title: Is this good?**  
It’s my first pull, and I got the Ultra-Vibration Blade (SSR)… Is this good?

**- Author: Gungjin Anigoin**  
**- Title: Phew, it’s been a tough time. It’s hard to talk about, though. Anyway…**

**- Author: Gungjin Anigoin**  
**- Title: This is what came out this time...**  
A bit disappointing, isn’t it? SR is just ordinary, right?

---

Virdel was thinking as she closed the community. The post she had just seen was about a recently controversial topic.

“…”

It felt strangely unsettling.

In truth, she didn’t care much about it, but if it was a post causing disturbance in the community, she’d have to step in, which made her uneasy.

Recently, with the increasing number of users in the [Dimensional Integrated Community], there had been a surge in abnormal users, making her busier than ever. Of course, the new sub-administrator “Magic is a Side Job” was working hard, so she had time to practice swordsmanship.

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

*Hiss—* *Ha…*

The sounds of a waterfall and flowing water faded as did the chirping of bugs and the rustling of leaves. Slowly, she slipped into a deeper, meditative state.

Her senses focused within her body, lingering between unconsciousness and consciousness.

*Jolt—*

She felt something small, like a grain of sand, twitching inside her heart. It wasn’t the same as the energy core of her suit.

Silver flames? 

Whenever she entered this meditative state, silver flames always appeared around her.

What was it?

She couldn’t tell.

But she couldn’t ignore it either.

Not long ago, during a dimensional rift training, she had cut through a small wall with a strike.

Though she knew she had cut something and destroyed it, she didn’t know what it was.

But the strange phenomena she experienced since then had

 been perplexing.

Since obtaining these flames, the feeling had grown stronger, like she could almost touch the fabric of the world, or the very essence of dimensions.

But thinking about it alone wasn’t helping. She decided she would have to ask the Administrator.

She hesitated, wondering if it was appropriate to ask him.

She bit her lip and then made up her mind.

**[(Demon King Virdel): Uh… Could I ask you something?]**  
**[(Cosmic Emperor): Hmm?]**

His reply came instantly, and her pale face flushed with color.

**[(Demon King Virdel): It’s about something that happened recently…]**

She carefully explained the strange occurrences she had been experiencing.

**[(Cosmic Emperor): Hmm. Is that so?]**

Fortunately, it seemed like he was interested.