Chapter 259 Let Your Guard Down

The young man’s gait was leisurely.
The same goes for faces.
There was no sign of wariness or nervousness.
It’s like my backyard.
That’s pretty much it.
Bold.
This is the territory of the mighty Wulin, and he is from the enemies of the Tianmai sect.
Perhaps it’s a sign of pride in one’s powerlessness.
That they’re not a threat to anyone…….
The young man, heading in the direction that Yeom-sang-ah had disappeared, suddenly smiled faintly.
‘Hoot. I guess the fight is finally over.’
The non-stop echoing stopped.
A roar followed.
Wistfully.
It didn’t take long.
In response, the young man paused in his walk and cast a glance behind him.
In the distance, you see an unusually dangerous peak.
Jongnamsan.
The young man guessed right.
The bloodbath on the Sect’s grounds over there ended in a great victory for the Faction.
The young man looked away and spoke in a low voice.
“Iron flow trail…….”
The existence of a variable that provoked the Sun Moon cult with a series of rumors, leading to a large-scale battle.
He wiped the grin off his face and walked away again.
‘Interesting talent has emerged. This is an interesting bunch of powerhouses. As always…….’
* * *
“Ugh!”
“Ouch!”
Screams in the dense forest.
A dozen or so subordinate members of the Yi Yun sect, who had been frightened and fled the sect, lay on the ground.
The elite organization of the Naksung Screening has set up a siege camp around Jongnam Mountain.
The still-forming church members, realizing that escape was impossible, fell to the ground.
Two dozen people in all.
The Non-Sainted Swordsmen hastened to wrap them all up, and then bled them to death to prevent them from acting.
That’s when Xu Wenyue and a handful of Zilfengs appeared.
“Where did you run to?”
A non-member responded to Seo’s urgent question.
“Over there. Mr. Moon is leading a group of men in pursuit.”
A finger pointing off into the distance.
“Let’s go!”
Seo Moonwol nodded and immediately took off at a gallop.
“I’m not going to let you go!
Suddenly, you hear a loud noise coming from somewhere in the woods.
Quack-!
Violence in the air.
Pausing for a moment, Seo Moonwol looked in that direction.
“You guys go on your way! I’ll follow after I ascertain the source of that sound!”
“Yes, Master!”
Immediately after the whirlwind disappears.
Papa, papa, papa, papa, papa-.
Seo Moonwol arrived at the scene of the explosion in a state of exhilaration.
Then you see a figure crouching down, holding a sword like a cane.
A thin trickle of blood ran down the side of his mouth.
Nine times out of ten, it’s the aftermath of an internal battle.
“Oops, Master Seol!”
The injured man was identified as Seo Huiyong, a member of the Honan Five Moon Festival and the head of the Qingcheng Sword Gate.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“You’re just in time.”
“Oh no, who did this?”
“Samsadhara.”
“Ah……!”
“I was racing ahead of you and you ran away, so I followed right after you…… ugh.”
With a slight frown, he continued.
“Turns out you’ve been hiding your true strength, and it’s quite strong. It was like he was a different person…… and as you can see, he ended up with internal injuries.”
Surprised, Seo Moonwol suddenly remembered the moment when he had fought Samsado.
He then found himself retreating to his opponent’s successive attacking blades.
‘Hmm, I thought it was comparable to a chlorocystis, but…….’
A gut feeling that flashes through your mind.
“Hold still!
Was Samsado a secret henchman of Yeom Sang-ah?
Seo Moon-wol immediately operated the inner ball and said.
“Lord Seol, he’s probably planning to join Yin Sang-ah!”
“What, are you saying he’s some kind of henchman, loyal to Yeom Sang-ah instead of Kyoujoo……?”
“Yes. I guess so. He’s the only one of the apostles to flee, so that’s kind of weird.”
“I see. I’m embarrassed, but I’m going to need your help.”
“Me neither. It’s too much to take on alone, but you’ve been wounded and…….”
“It’s okay. I can still fight. I’m a Honorary Martial Artist, and this debt must be repaid.”
Before he could finish, a group of swordsmen appeared beside him.
The two dozen or so advanced martial artists in the Celestial Sword Gate.
Seol Hu Yong took a yoshang pill prepared by one of them.
“Come on, let’s go, don’t worry about my body.”
“Yes!”
Seo Moon Wol and Seol Hu Yong followed the tracks of the three apostles who had fled.
* * *
Poof!
Hamchong, the gatekeeper of the Falling Star Sword Gate, has ceased to move.
“Oh my……!”
Not far ahead, several people are down.
There were about thirty Naksung checkpoints and openings.
Someone had swept through this place with force.
No one’s life was threatened.
But each of them had suffered major injuries and couldn’t move anymore.
At that moment, a young swordsman spoke up, his voice strained.
“Ugh…… that’s…… over there. Master…….”
It was the record of the late exponent of the Naxxung Sword Gate, a man who had suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of Chul Liuhun, a former disciple of the Hyungsan Sect.
“Locke, is this the work of the black woman with the pachos?”
The person he was referring to was Yomonji, the tuneless paralytic.
“That’s right, if we leave it alone…… even the last siege will be breached, and I know…… I’ve only held out for three or four sums…….”
Hamchong was surprised to hear that.
Chae Sa-rok is a martial artist of the highest caliber, comparable to the dark-eyed Moon Bin.
Granted, the difference is noticeable now, but still, it’s hard to believe it was only a matter of three or four sums…….
Just then, a dozen non-cult members appeared in the back.
Hamchong turned quickly to his men and ordered.
“Three of you stay here and tend to the wounded, the rest of you follow me!”
“Yes!”
A non-corps member replied with a bipolar response.
“Come with me, Lord Ham!”
Jilpungjo joins the group at Seo Moonwol’s behest.
“All right, then. Let’s go. If our final line of defense is breached, it will make the chase more difficult…….”
A sharp sound interrupts Hamchong’s words.
Beep, beep, beep- beep-!
It was an emergency whistle.
At the same time, Hamchong’s complexion changed.
‘No, already……?
The final line of defense around Mount Jongnamsan is being built by elite members of the Ilsein Communist Party of the Old Daemun Sect.
Moreover, at the center of it all is Beomjinja, the highest ranked martial artist in the Gamsuk region.
And yet, it’s been breached.
The sound of the emergency whistle is a testament to that fact.
“No ordinary witch!”
With that, Hamchong unleashed his Ascending Inner Gong Light Technique, and Bisheng Dan and Zilfeng Zhao quickly followed him.
* * *
A large white light streaking through the air.
The white light that moved like dozens of sheets flying in a frenzy was the steady stream of god winds and iron currents.
Then.
-beep…… beep……
There’s a muffled sound in the distance.
It was an emergency whistle.
Within.
Profit-quick!
The fresh wind that had fallen in the forest twitched his ears.
Just as the sound of a tinkling sound aroused curiosity.
Iron stains, on the other hand, were a nonchalant reaction.
“Is it breached?”
I expected the elite of the Coalition to be enough, but the fugitives are stronger than expected.
The yawning iron streak soon gave way to a sullen glare as he fixed the reins.
“That’s annoying.”
It’s the other way around, and you don’t want to go back.
But it’s also hard to sit still and listen to it.
“Tsk.”
The tongue-in-cheek ironclad eventually decided to turn around.
“Let’s go for a minute.”
Xin Feng understood and quickly turned around and jumped up.
Bam-!
* * *
Toad Rock Hill.
Arriving here, Yin Shang’er waited somewhat nervously for Yomonji and Samsado to appear.
“You’ll be okay, right?
After a while, the fake was detected.
Sasak, Sasak……
Yin Sang-ah was delighted by the gesture.
“Ah! You’re here!
A woman appears through the bushes in front of you.
It was Yomonji.
Yin Sang’ah asked as she walked up to him, checking his color.
“Are you hurt?”
Then Yomonji smiled a wicked smile.
“Ho-ho-ho. Sure. My clothes are torn in a few places, but…… By the way, is he here yet?”
That’s the three apostles.
Yin Sang-ah replied quietly, looking off into the distant forest.
“He’s on his way, and with his power, he’ll be able to break through.”
“Yes…… would be.”
Yow Yong-Ji’s face tightens at the unflattering response.
“Okay. But first, let’s look at your hands.”
His tone suddenly changed.
Yum-Sang-Ah realized something was wrong.
Shhhhh- poof!
The upper body of the black miasma wrapped around him flipped backward.
“Ugh……!”
It was a surprise for Yomonji.
In the palm of your hand.
It’s a heavy air force that comes with the wave.
Poof!
Yin Sang-ah managed to weave the chains around his hands, but only just.
Whiz-bang!
It bounced off the rocks behind it and landed on its back.
“Cur……!”
A scorpionfish crouches on the ground.
Walkman.
Blood spurted from between his chapped lips.
Yomongzi sneered at the sight.
“I’m still young. Don’t let your guard down, huhuh. You trusted me too much.”
“Kick…… you……!”
Yeom Sang-ah clutched her chest, grinding her teeth in agony.
Heavy internal injuries.
The acupuncture points, including the heart, are pulsating.
But I forced myself to stand up.
“Hmph! Yomongji…… dare…….”
“Oh my God, don’t use it. You’re going to die here anyway, and that’s not my real name.”
“What?”
“Ohhhhhhh. That was long. The mission duration is…….”
The ease of your hand as you gently flick the pacho line.
“It was my secret mission to destroy the Moon Cult, to end its existence once and for all.”
“……!”
“You felt it earlier, my demonic energy is different than usual. It’s the power of the heavenly demon.”
Yeom-sang-ah’s eyes widened at the sound.
“Seriously, you can’t be……?”
“Yeah. It’s Tendai.”
“No, I don’t know why the Tendai religion is……!”
Then I heard a calm voice from somewhere.
“Good job.”
Chapter turned his head, startled.
“Oops, I didn’t even notice……!
In the bushes off to the side, not far away, there’s a lone figure standing there.
A young man, around twenty years old.
The attire was casual.
It was a typical meeting outfit.
But even that outfit can’t hide the extraordinary and dedicated spirit of the man himself.
As soon as she saw him, she felt her breath catch in her throat.
I felt it right away.
A state of unknowable nothingness.
A man who can overpower anyone with his eyes.
He who holds the heavens within his body.
Yes.
You can tell even if you don’t try to compete.
His prayers were solemn, and his courage was magnificent.
Does the word perfection exist only for him?
It’s a sight to behold.
It was like a masterpiece by a master tax cutter.
Yin Sang-ah soon noticed the strange sword hanging by his waist.
The decoration on the hilt of the sword resembles the face of a ghastly demon…… a symbol of high rank within the Tenkai religion.
At that point, Yomongzi gave a polite bow and said.
“Welcome. Archbishop.”
At the same time, the pupils of Yin Sang-ah’s eyes rippled with transparency.
‘What, the Archbishop…… then the author……!’
Archbishop Extreme Heavenly Emperor Gunmuak, the highest-ranking demon of the Heavenly Demon Church at the time.