Chapter 258 Another Darkness

The stark contrast of winning and losing.
Finally, the massive bloodbath between the anti-Shijin is completely over.
Hundreds of Januaryites sat on the ground, kneeling, in a posture of surrender.
It didn’t take long for the cheers to die down.
His heart was soon weighed down by the injured and dead.
It’s a fact of life.
You’re not getting anything for nothing.
Same goes for bloody intergroup fights.
Victory comes at a cost.
It was a necessary price to pay.
So are the bowed heads of the Moon Cult.
They have paid dearly for their defeat, for they have thrust their sharp swords into this land to conquer it with blood.
It was commissioned by the non-partisan scholar Mu Hyun-jin of the Ten Commandments.
“Surround the enemy and collect friendly casualties.”
“Yes!”
The group of nonpartisans answered in unison and dispersed.
Each of the martial gates were also busy, including Deng Xiaoxuan, Xiangshan Sect, Lightning Gate, Qin Tian Sword Palace, and Green Forest Meng.
That was a good thing.
The casualties were small compared to the scale of the fight.
Still, it’ll be hard to get over the loss for a while.
Off to one side, Shaolin monk Wen Gong, the head monk of the Shaolin Temple, chanted in honor of the deceased.
A large man appeared beside him.
“Monk, is it necessary for you to have so much blood on your hands?”
Green Forest Mengju, Green Forest Mubul Gungro.
The chanting stops, and the Master turns his head.
“Are you okay?”
Gung Lo rolled his eyes.
“Kwak…… you going to do that?”
“Heh heh. It was Nong, palace lord.”
“What a shijuu, make yourself at home, Master.”
Gung-Leu’s words were wry, and a faint smile crossed the Master’s face.
“Do you still consider me your teacher?”
“In my mind, yes, even though we’re not affiliated…….”
“You have seen well. The Anti-Mortal.”
“Ah…….”
“I could feel the majesty of the old Master Guangzhong.”
“I still need to polish it up, but it’s been a big help in this fight, and I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you beforehand because it was work.”
“It’s the Iron Gate Master’s welcome, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Yeah, okay.”
“Do you mind if I continue to use……?”
“Why do you ask Nonap?”
“That, that…….”
“Huh huh. Don’t worry too much. The Anti-Destroyer doesn’t need our approval anyway. If it’s a power we can’t wield, it’s only right that someone else does, for the greater good, of course.”
“Thank you, I needed to hear that.”
“But even if you renew your piety through it,…… the prose of this sect will keep its mouth shut and not allow the excommunicated disciple to enter.”
“Yes…… knows better than anyone. Why would I go there again?”
“But.”
“……?”
“The door in my heart is always open.”
“……!”
“Don’t forget. I have cast you out, not the Buddha.”
“Master…….”
“Yes, call it what you will. Follow the voice of your heart.”
“Hmmm…… you’re making me cringe a little bit.”
Gung-Leu stroked the bridge of his nose, and the Wen Duke immediately bowed in agreement.
“Lord of the palace, since Nonap has spoken so kindly to you, why don’t you give us eighty thousand seats of the sacrificial rice?”
“…….”
“Ah…… that’s too many, then eight hundred seats is fine. Lord of the Palace.”
“Eek, urazil…….”
“Drag, talk, that’s how you got kicked out of the company.”
“Fuck…….”
“Amitabha Buddha……, please do not forgive the wicked sentient being named Gung-ro.”
Around the same time.
A group of sword-sharpened Baekbak swordsmen gathered by the trail of iron.
The first to speak up was Namgung Sanglin.
“Sir, have you ever…….”
“That’s right. The one you think.”
When Chu Liuhui realized what he meant and stopped speaking, Nangong Shanglin’s eyes sank deep and dark.
“It’s ……!
The words spoken by the iron stream just now meant that the flames we saw earlier were solitary.
This means that it is associated with the forces that destroyed the Southern Kingdom eleven years ago.
“I’ve figured out a few things on my own, but I’ll tell you about them later. I need to organize my thoughts.”
The group nodded at Chul Ryuhon’s words.
Then an old woman approached.
It was Wu Yong, the seventh elder in the opening.
“Lord of the Iron Gate, I report to you.”
“Yes, how was it?”
“The men I selected earlier have been keeping a close eye on the situation, and have found nothing suspicious, which means that the roster of our allies has been cleared for the time being, and I think we can safely count on the men gathered here.”
“That’s good.”
From the beginning, Chul Ryuhyeon’s goal was not just to win the war.
Even for those who agreed to join, they were prepared for the possibility of another betrayal.
The only thing that could threaten the mighty Wulin Clan is the Sun Moon Sect.
Such herds tend to show their true colors in times of extreme crisis.
That’s why Cheol Liuhyeon had asked him to meet with Open in secret to observe the situation.
Wu Yong stroked his ashen beard and spoke again.
“It’s not a reassuring step, however, and this is where…… will be crucial, if we’re to prepare for a real shakeout.”
“I’ll visit Open Gunta soon, we have a story to tell.”
Then Wu Yong smiled gently.
“Yes, sir, I understand, and you are welcome to come by anytime. Oh, and by the way, the Ark told me to say thank you, I didn’t realize you had such a big gift for me.”
Hearing that, Chulleuhin smirked inwardly.
A gift is a gift.
But I immediately realized what had happened.
Red Mausoleum Rare.
Yep, nine times out of ten, it’s her.
The person who prepared the gift is.
The patriarch of the Sword of the Seven Swords, Huiguang Sword King Seven Swords, made this promise in honor of the negotiations with the Hong Mausoleum.
Let me introduce you to Daoist He Chang’s famous denial bakbong, commonly referred to as the Hanban bak master.
Park Bong is the first person in the entire Gangbuk region to be recognized as a patron of openness.
Perhaps Hee Bu Yong, who had met him, had used the gift to make a favorable connection.
‘You’re quick on your feet, Hee-Boo-Yong. Good, I like it, though it’s a bit much to keep calling you master every time I see you.’
Or not, as Wu Yong repeatedly said.
“I received a telegram a little while ago. The Hong Mausoleum Sect Master came with a gift, and he said that he had begged Fang Zhuang to strengthen cooperation with the Hundred Moon Gate in exchange for his continued patronage…… Hehe, Fang Zhuang said that he was sorry. It was bad enough that he had received crucial information about the Moon Demon Sect that this chamber was investigating, but to receive such an unexpected gift…….”
The iron stains were immediately taken in stride.
“It’s a testament to their absolute trust in openness.”
“Gosh, that’s really nice of you to say. I hope you will visit Chongta in the future. The Ark has already declared in writing. That this chamber will prioritize the matters of the Stronghold Murim regarding future White House inspections. Now everyone, including me, will honor that will.”
“Yes. I look forward to the development of our relationship.”
As he said that, Chullehmu muttered to himself.
‘I was already planning an alliance of some sort, but you’ve saved me the trouble. We need open eyes and ears to find the Wanderer.’
Then, a figure stood still beside them.
Masked reviewer.
It was Zhu Yugang, who hid his identity.
He locked eyes with Cheolryuhyeon and nodded his wordless yes.
It was a polite gesture.
He deliberately acted like a servant to his superiors so that no one could guess his identity.
<Thank you, Iron Gate. With your help, we have been able to punish Mase for the massacre of the Yang people.
The one who sends his thanks in full voice.
Shaking his head, Wu Yong asked quietly.
"That…… Iron Gate Master, who is this? I've heard that you have incredible fish sword skills……."
Then Chuliu Hsin replied nonchalantly.
"I'm just an errand boy."
At that, Joo Yoo Kang shouted inwardly.
Shut up! Who's an errand boy? How dare you ask a mere mortal!
He didn't seem to mind the iron stain.
"I brought some knives with me, I guess they were useful."
Wu Yong looked incredulous.
"He…… a servant of the people?
A mere errand boy is a master of the art of the sword, a master who wields it freely.
This is ridiculous.
I might as well have introduced myself as a diner.
"Kermit! Kermit!"
After coughing up a bunch of air, Ju Yugang calmed down.
'Harmful! He raises my Chapter every time I see him; thank you, thank you, thank you, and let us never see him again!'
The iron trace, which I had ignored, suddenly whistled a long, long whistle.
pbp-
Shortly thereafter, a violent ball of pure white light struck the distant sky.
……
It was a novelty.
A swiftly mounted ironclad took the reins.
"Everybody wait while I clean up the scene. I'll be back with a quick visit to Chapter."
"I see."
At the same time as the White House answered.
Boom!
Iron Stream and Divine Wind leaped off the ground and disappeared into the void beyond.
* * *
Pot, papat, pot-!
A master of two legs that are busy stretching.
It's a chlorophyte.
She continued on through the shady woods until she came to a boulder and stopped.
"Ha, ha, ha……."
My chest rises and falls with a sharp intake of breath.
As he regained his breathing, his gaze shifted to the rear.
No pretense.
I felt like I could breathe a little easier now.
"Did I do a good job?
I was suddenly worried.
Yomonji and Samsado, may your two henchmen be safe.
-Mr. and Mrs., we're outnumbered! You go over there first, I'll be stalling for time!
-Mr. and Mrs., go ahead, I'll be right behind you!
With their words in his head, Yin Shang'er maneuvered his inner gong and quickly flicked his legs again.
Pot, pot-!
You already know where you're going.
The so-called "toad rock hill".
It was a prearranged location, just in case.
Just a little further.
You go there and wait for them to come.
Just like that, Yeom-sang-ah disappeared in a swift and unexpected manner.
Immediately after.
A figure appeared soundlessly in a spot close to the rock.
Shhh.
He was a young man, no more than twenty years old at most.
"That's good."
He muttered something briefly, then turned on his heel and strode off, glancing back at the path where the scorpionfish had just disappeared.
Sarak.
A knife peeks out from between the lightly swaying hem of his robe.
An ornament on the hilt that resembles the face of a demon.
It's enough to make your hair stand on end.
Those in the know know.
It is one of the sacred objects symbolizing high office within the Tendai religion.