Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

The young man broke through the round table of Ipwang Fortress's high command.

He was an exceptionally handsome man. His ink-black brows and eyes, as if painted with a brush, drew the attention of everyone present.

Sunlight poured down on his distinct features. There was a dreamlike aura about him. His high-bridged nose and composed lips stood out.

Despite having just engaged in a fierce exchange, his neatly flowing hair left a deep impression.

At the tips of his jet-black hair, which reached down to his shoulder blades, streaks of achromatic lightning constantly flickered.

It was the aftershock of the techniques he had just unleashed.@@novelbin@@

"……."

The distinguished figures in the room remained silent for a long time. Had it been a direct clash, the outcome would have been different.

There was a vast difference between escaping a formation and properly withstanding its full force.

But what if that space had been filled with the Black Ranks of Ipwang Fortress?

A sharp glint flashed in Ju Cheol’s eyes as he locked gazes with Jeong Yeon-shin.

His reputation as Blood Extreme Demon God, once held in high regard, had just taken a hit, but evaluating the rogue who had struck him took precedence.

How many within Ipwang Fortress could replicate what had just transpired?

Ju Cheol read the shifting atmosphere, quietly soothing the meridians disrupted by the shockwave of their exchange.

He had seen it clearly.

Neither Blood Extreme Demon God nor Ipwang Divine Spear had lifted a single finger against the intruder. Unlike Ju Cheol, Yullyeong Unit Leader Yun So-yu, who had managed to draw her sword, had also flinched strangely after the exchange.

Even Commander Im Jin-myeong, a master of the highest caliber, was fully absorbed in observing the young man rather than making a move.

It meant he was not an enemy.

That alone spoke volumes.

"Someone like that existed within the imperial army’s loyal war arsenal?"