My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!
Chapter 126: Transcendent Martial Artist

Chapter 126: Transcendent Martial Artist

Now, Gang Ryeong’s army had become truly terrifying, countless First-stage Martial Artists, all eternal and undying.

It was safe to say that no single person could defeat his army...

"Unless," Gang Ryeong said, "they are beyond a First-stage Martial Artist, someone from the revered realm, the Transcendent realm or even higher."

He fell silent for a moment, then turned his gaze toward Jian Ruxue.

"Do you know about the Transcendent Martial Artist?"

Jian Ruxue tilted her head slightly as she turned to him.

"Transcendent Martial Artist?"

"Yeah," Gang Ryeong replied.

"I know a little about it," she said, wearing a thoughtful expression. "It’s said that Transcendent Martial Artists are like gods to ordinary Martial Artists. Not only have their Will and body fully merged, but both evolve, producing a profound transformation."

"’Improved’? Substantial?" Gang Ryeong frowned. "Those are vague words. Do you actually know anything about them?"

Jian Ruxue shook her head helplessly.

"My master is a First-stage Martial Artist. There’s only one Transcendent Martial Artist in our sect and we don’t even know if he’s still alive."

"Your sect is that weak?"

"Our sect is weak? Some of the so-called pillars of the orthodox sects were built by nothing more than First-stage martial artists with a bit of fame. Only three pillars were truly founded by Transcendent-level martial artists," she said with pride unmistakable in her voice.

"And the other two?" Gang Ryeong asked coldly.

"The Buddhist Temple and the Tang Clan."

"We should hurry and escape. If the head of the Shadow Faction really comes after us, we might not get another chance."

"No." Gang Ryeong shook his head firmly. "Today, we will kill every last member of the Shadow Faction."

"He’s really serious..."

Seeing the cold expression on Gang Ryeong’s face, she could only sigh. She was only worried for him, after all, the Shadow Faction was one of the three great powers that ruled the martial world.

It was never as simple as dealing with just a single Transcendent Martial Artist.

Before long, they arrived at the garden once more, the heart of this branch.

Upon reaching it, silence fell between them.

Gang Ryeong scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze.

"Without the doorkeeper, it’s impossible to enter the Shadow Faction’s headquarters. We’ve raided branches like this countless times, yet we’ve never found the way in," she said coolly.

"I see," Gang Ryeong murmured, scratching his head in thought.

"There’s something missing... but I just can’t put my finger on it."

There had always been a lingering doubt in Gang Ryeong’s heart. How could the Shadow Faction possess such advanced technology, teleportation, no less?

Even if they had acquired it through some unknown means, they should have developed techniques related to it. So why were they still so obsessed with chasing after Death Energy like fools?

Of course, there could be variables.

But Gang Ryeong couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, something he was overlooking.

He stood still for a moment. Then, suddenly, his eyes widened.

"It might be that..."

The moment inspiration struck, Gang Ryeong closed his eyes, and his Will began to materialize behind him.

It took the form of his Ghoul, an exact mirror of it, just a bigger version.

Then, slowly, his figure began to merge with the shadowy Will behind him.

Jian Ruxue stared in stunned silence.

"This... this..." She opened her mouth wide, struggling to find words. "No wonder... he seems to control Death Energy."

The shadowy figure resembled the incarnation of the devil himself.

Will is the manifestation of our mentality.

’What has this child suffered through?’ she thought with a heavy sigh.

As Gang Ryeong’s figure fully merged with his Will, the surroundings began to warp and distort.

Rumble!

The ground trembled beneath them.

Slowly, the earth parted, revealing a hidden passageway ahead.

"In front of my Will, no illusion can stand; all illusions become worthless," Gang Ryeong muttered softly.

When merged with his Will, even the mindset of a First-stage Martial Artist could crumble in an instant.

Although this was the only ability of his Will, its effects were terrifying enough on their own.

"Huh?" Jian Ruxue stood frozen, eyes wide with shock. "How is that possible? We’ve researched places like this countless times and never found anything. But he uncovered it so easily." Her gaze sharpened as she looked at Gang Ryeong.

In her mind, she resolved never to let him harm an innocent, otherwise, a massacre could engulf the entire martial world if he ever went insane.

"Let’s head inside," Gang Ryeong muttered coldly.

As expected, there was no such thing as teleportation in the Martial World, it was all a scam. The true headquarters lay hidden underground, connected to every branch.

As soon as they descended underground, they were swallowed by pitch-black darkness.

Soon, they reached a cavern.

Gang Ryeong surveyed the place: a polished tunnel lined with metal roads and walls, solidly reinforced.

While he was examining the surroundings, a giant figure in ragged clothing appeared before him.

"Intru—" The figure’s voice was cut off abruptly as a massive sword cleaved him in half. The severed body instantly froze in place.

That sound was enough to alert the other doorkeepers, who immediately cried out in alarm.

Suddenly, the entire tunnel ahead was flooded with light, and countless voices echoed all around, as if the whole city had been roused from slumber.

"Kill them all." Gang Ryeong pointed sharply at the gatekeepers. Jian Ruxue wasted no time, instantly hacking them into pieces.

They pressed onward.

The deeper they went, Gang Ryeong’s heart pounded violently, his instincts screaming a warning. Calm but resolute, he spoke simply, "Arise."

From the void, his undead legion materialized once more. Gang Ryeong gestured forward, commanding them to clear the path.

As expected, just a little further ahead, an ambush awaited over a hundred Second-stage Martial Artists.

But they were nothing more than nourishment for his growing army.

Gang Ryeong’s army was swelling with every step.

His plan was simple, one that every necromancer follows, overwhelm anyone with a sheer number, whether it is a Transcendent-level Martial Artist or not.