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Chapter 2. The Stranger

Sasong hummed a tune on horseback. The two liquor bottles hanging from his waist dangled to the beat.

Sasong looked very happy.

That’s understandable, because I haven’t had time like this lately.

After meeting Jeokwol and Nawang and creating the Twelve Heavenly Gates, he had a hard time finding even a moment of leisure.

Not only was it difficult to resolve the matter of Blood Moon Night, but the sudden outbreak of the Jeongsa War and the fight against the giants known as the Absolute Three Thousand took away even a shred of peace of mind.

There was hardly any time when I was alone.

Originally, Sasong had lived in the darkness of the martial arts world until the Twelve Heavenly Gates were created.

During that time, he was completely alone. Except for the occasional secret meeting with King Yu, Sasong spent almost all his time alone.

So, while I was happy that the Twelve Heavenly Gates were created and that there were people who shared my fate, I couldn’t help but miss the times when I traveled the world alone.

But then, just as it happened, that time came to him.

Of course, I was still doing important work.

But unlike other times, he was alone. There was no King Yu-wang by his side, and no immortal King Na-wang.

So, even if he enjoys his trip with a couple of bottles of alcohol on his waist and gets a little tipsy, no one will notice.

The song just flowed out of my mouth naturally.

“Hehehe!”

There’s a hint of alcohol in his nasal voice.

“Oh my, I shouldn’t drink any more. If I keep doing this, I’ll get lost. But… why is this damn road so rough?”

Sasong muttered, shaking his head to shake off the alcohol.

When I looked up, I saw a rocky mountain that was almost half forest and half rock. It wasn’t just one peak. It was a mountain range with rugged stone peaks that weren’t very high but were lined up.

And there was depth.

The valleys of Seoksan Mountain were creating considerable danger.

“Whew… Why in the world do all these weird people live in such dangerous places?”

Sasong grumbled.

Then suddenly he shook his head.

“No. It’s not without reason. All of our Twelve Heavenly Clan members are eccentric, if that’s what it takes. That’s why they made their home on the Biryongbyeok of Cheonhwasan Mountain. Special people are always at risk. Their enemies are also special. So it’s only natural that they make their home in a dangerous place to ensure their safety.”

Even though he was alone, Sasong rode his horse into the quarry of rocks, chattering as if he had someone to accompany him.

The road was rougher than expected.

There was also a section that ran along the middle of a precarious cliff, so steep that Sasong had to draw out his energy to drive away the alcohol.

The horse couldn’t go fast due to its natural fear. Eventually, Sasong had to get off the horse and lead the horse’s reins.

“What a great person he is…….”

Sasong shook his head.

I couldn’t understand how anyone, no matter how special, could live in hiding in such a remote place.

If he lived in a place like this, it seemed unlikely that anyone would come looking for him.

But that thought disappeared in an instant.

Kookung!

“huh?”

A sudden, heavy crash is heard, a noise that makes even the slightest hint of intoxication disappear, even if you have already dissipated the alcohol with a jolt.

Then came an even more disturbing sound.

Chachachang!

It’s clearly a sound made by a soldier.

There is no way that Sasong, a seasoned martial arts master, could not read the identity of the sound.

“Damn, there’s a guest here first.”

Although Sasong showed a look of defeat, he let go of the reins and injected energy into both feet.

Then his body disappeared in an instant into the dangerous mountain path.

The old man’s face is filled with worry, concern, and cold anger.

The old man had a strange appearance.

He was sitting on the roof of a house that seemed to have been carved out of rock. There was a chair on the roof, which he had prepared to enjoy the sunlight or the surrounding scenery.

The old man sat on the chair and watched the people trying to break down the multi-layered walls of the dwelling.

In most cases, the walls of a private house are no obstacle to someone who has trained in martial arts.

All you have to do is fly over it or break it and go over it.

The walls of a private house may obstruct the view of a martial artist, but they cannot obstruct his movements.

But the wall surrounding the old man’s residence was completely different from an ordinary wall.

The old man’s wall was not fixed. It moved on its own to keep out intruders from the outside.

When intruders tried to enter through the path between the walls, they moved left and right to block the path, and when they tried to fly over the wall, iron spikes poured out through holes dug in the wall as if they had been waiting for it.

Because of this, the five middle-aged people had difficulty approaching the old man they saw.

Sometimes I had to swing my sword to block arrows flying from inside the wall.

It was a situation where it felt like we were dealing with a giant living monster rather than a building made by human hands.

“Baeksan! No matter how much you move the engine, you can’t escape from our hands. So stop fooling around and come outside.”

One of the intruders, who was unable to approach the old man because of the strange movement of the wall, shouted.

“Hahaha, you fools are full of pride. How dare you talk big when you can’t even climb a wall? You guys should step aside and stop wasting your energy. But before that, what on earth are you doing that you come to someone else’s house and swing your sword around so recklessly?”

“If you had just accepted the invitation in the first place, wouldn’t this not have happened?”

A middle-aged man with a sword shouted.

“Who in the world would accept an invitation from someone who doesn’t reveal his identity? Reveal your identity. If there is anyone who can hear me and invite me, I will accept your invitation.”

Then the middle-aged man looked back at his colleagues standing behind him.

It was to ask for the opinions of my colleagues.

Then one of my colleagues shook his head and said,

“I cannot speak of my lord’s name so carelessly. In case of an emergency……”

“Well, that’s true. If the author hears your name, won’t he follow us obediently?”

The middle-aged man said.

“That’s true, but…….”

“If we continue to push with force, even if we subdue the author, will he cooperate with us later?”

The middle-aged man spoke again.

Then the man who opposed revealing their lord spoke.

“That is a matter for later, but if we ever meet my lord again, no one will be able to disobey his orders.”

“Well… there is no one in the world who would dare to refuse the orders of their lord. Well then… let’s push a little further.”

The middle-aged men finally gave up on revealing their master.

Then a sturdy man holding a large sword joined the conversation between the two.

“Let’s do this. Let’s not try to avoid the organs of the wall and just break down the wall little by little, even if it takes some time. It’s not a big castle, and there aren’t many walls, right?”

“That’s true, but it’s not easy because the needles and arrows are flying out.”

The middle-aged man said.

“I will focus on destroying one area. Please block the arrows flying from other directions. If you destroy one area of ​​an organ, wouldn’t other areas be affected as well?”

The man with the long sword spoke with a tone as firm as his appearance.

“Okay, let’s break it down.”

The man who was talking to the old man agreed.

A man holding a long sword slowly walked toward the wall.

Yeah, yeah!

As the man approached, the wall began to move again.

bang!

The man swung his sword without hesitation and struck the wall. The energy contained in his sword created a blast that struck the wall, causing fragments to fly out of the wall.

But the wall didn’t collapse to that extent.

Instead, arrows and iron pins flew from the walls on the left and right.

Wedge!

Kakakan!

The comrades surrounding the man with the long sword blocked the arrows and spikes flying towards him.

Meanwhile, the man raised his sword again and struck the wall.

Kuoo!

This time, even the sound coming from the island was different. A strange noise arose around the island, as if a huge whirlpool was forming, and the smoky earthenware struck the wall again.

Kuung!

Kwajik!

This time it worked pretty well.

A large portion of the wall that was hit by the pottery was dug out.

“Okay.”

The master of the sword spoke calmly. Then he began to draw out swords one after another.

It’s always difficult to start something.

Once you grab the end of the thread, it unravels in an instant.

Kwakwakwang!

The walls created by the man’s sword continued to focus on destroying one area of ​​the wall.

Then, eventually, the once sturdy wall could not hold up and cracks began to appear above and below the breach, and eventually, it began to collapse inward.

Krrrr!

As one wall collapsed, iron bars hidden inside the wall came crashing down.

Also, complex organs that are difficult for ordinary people to understand were scattered all over the place.

“You’ve peeled off a layer.”

The man with the long sword spoke, breathing lightly.

Even he, a master of internal energy, seemed to be having a hard time because he had poured all of his true energy into it.

But the rest was short-lived, as the man approached the second wall again.

Wedge!

As the intruders climbed over the collapsed wall and entered, an increasingly fierce onslaught of arrows and darts began from all sides.

It’s as sharp as a person shooting a gun.

But that doesn’t stop the uninvited guests from moving. They are just annoying attacks, not lethal ones.

“Okay, here we go again.”

Having seen the success of the man with the long sword already breaking down a wall, he mustered up his strength and began to strike down the wall in front of him again.

Kukookung!

“hmm…….”

A soft moan escaped the mouth of the old man who was watching the walls he had built crumble from the rooftop.

There was no fear in his expression, but he clearly looked annoyed.

“I worked hard to get to this place, so I guess I have to leave. But where on earth did they come from? I wonder. Should I meet them sometime? It seems a little dangerous…….”

The old man tilted his head.

Although he knew it was a risky choice, he seemed curious about who had come looking for him.

“No. There’s no need to create a fuss. We’ll find out who those guys are slowly. Let’s just avoid them for now.”

The old man got up.

Then, with a light stomp of his foot, the roof he was on suddenly sank downwards. Then, in an instant, the old man disappeared.

Kwakwakwang!

In the end, the old man’s dwelling collapsed. It was a sturdy wall made by hewing and piling up stones, but it was no match for the power of the martial arts master.

However, the fence also fully fulfilled its role of protecting its owner.

By the time the intruders had completely torn down the wall and entered the house, the old man had already disappeared.

“Hoohoohoo…….”

The man holding the long sword was breathing heavily.

It seemed as if they had exhausted their energy by breaking down the rock walls to get in.

“Damn, it’s gone after all.”

The man with the long sword took a deep breath for a moment, then muttered as he looked inside the door he had kicked open with his foot.

The house, which seemed to contain only modest furnishings, was completely empty. There was no sign of human presence anywhere.

The owner disappeared while the intruders roughly broke down the fence and broke in.

“I guess there’s nothing I can do. I can only hope that he goes to where his brothers are guarding him…….”

The man who had first wrestled with the old man muttered as he looked at the precarious rocky mountain behind the old man’s house.

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“Those damn guys!”

The old man kept grumbling.

It seemed that he was extremely upset that his dwelling, which he had spent a long time building, had collapsed.

Nevertheless, the old man moved calmly. He constantly looked back to see if anyone was following him, but his speed of progress was not slow.

The fact that he is originally a calm person is revealed even in critical situations.

But just as the old man was about to turn around the precarious cliff and enter the forest, his steps suddenly stopped.

Then he muttered in a dark voice.

“Right. It’s too easy… Phew.”

The old man let out a light sigh.

Two shadows loomed in front of the old man.

It was a shadow of a person that emerged from deep within the forest in the direction the old man was going.

“On whose orders did you come?”

The old man looked at the two middle-aged men blocking his way and asked.

“I do not intend to harm you. My lord has something to ask you, so let’s go together. If you form a relationship with my lord, your life will also be different from before.”

“It’s not so bad now, is it?”

“You will be given the opportunity to enjoy life in the most splendid place in the martial arts world, without having to live in hiding like you do now.”

Although it is sweet talk, it is a tone that does not feel empty at all.

“I wonder who your master will be.”

“The only one in heaven and earth! This is the person who best suits this description.”

The man spoke again, his tone full of confidence.

“The only one in the world? Is there anyone like that in the martial arts world right now? Surely the Emperor wouldn’t have sent someone. The Emperor knows me well, but he wouldn’t have invited me like this.”

“He is a person whose true identity is not well known to the world.”

“Then that means they are neither the masters of the old guard nor the great masters of the Ma-Meng. An unknown person, to put it badly, means someone who lives the life of a conspirator… That’s not good. People who live by deceiving the world will never end well.”

“Don’t you dare… insult my lord. There is a limit to how much I can endure.”

“Damn it, is it okay to destroy someone else’s house like that?”

The old man grumbled.

Then the man looked at the old man for a moment and sighed lightly.

“Huh… The lord wished to bring you back respectfully. However, he said that if you do not comply with our wishes, we may impose some restrictions.”

“It’s a bit much… Does that mean it’s okay to cut off an arm or a leg?”

“Maybe so.”

The middle-aged man answered without denying. It was an eerie threat, but his expression remained unchanged.

Then the old man looked displeased for a moment and then asked.

“How much do you know about me?”

“I know enough. Baeksan Mocheong, the greatest master of organs and food in the martial arts world at the time. He expanded part of the palace, and most recently, he restored the great manor of Bukdusanmun.”

“You know very well. And what else?”

“Do you need to know more?”

The middle-aged man asked.

“Of course. If you want to cut off my limbs, there’s one more thing you need to know.”

“……?”

The middle-aged man looked at the old man, Baek San Mo-cheong, the greatest master of organ jinshi of the time, as if telling him to speak for himself.

Then Baeksan Mocheong opened his mouth with a small smile.

“It seems like you’ve been hiding it well. At least that secret seems to have been kept… Look at this, you little rascals. You’re going to cut off my limbs? I’m sorry, but that’s something even the masters of the old guard can’t do.”

“…That means he was hiding his martial arts skills.”

“As expected, you’re quick-witted.”

Baeksan Mocheong answered with a bright smile. Judging from his attitude and tone of voice, he seemed to have great confidence in his martial arts skills.

But the middle-aged man didn’t seem too flustered. Instead, he continued speaking calmly.

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“That’s right. The lord said that it might happen. That’s why we have come with some strong brothers just in case. Even the owner of the old sword can beheaded…….”

For the first time in a moment, the old man’s eyes wavered.

These are the words of a middle-aged man who seems to be completely free of exaggeration. However, if you believe his words at face value, you are caught in a net from which you cannot escape.

Even if the master of the old sword had the ability to cut off a person’s head, Baeksan Mocheong had little chance of escaping this crisis, no matter how great his martial arts skills were.

However, I couldn’t just follow people whose identities I didn’t even know.

“It’s been a while since I’ve used a sword.”

Baeksan Mocheong made up his mind.

For now, I decided to try to get out of this crisis by using my hidden martial arts skills.

“You have chosen a difficult path. But since it is your choice, I will respect it. Of course, you will have to accept the consequences.”

The man drew his sword as if he had nothing more to say after those words.

Then his colleague next to him also drew his sword at the same time.

“I feel sorry for you too. It seems like you made a difficult choice. Likewise, you too will have to accept the consequences.”

Baeksan Mocheong spoke with a cold gaze different from before.

Then his hand lightly moved towards her waist.

Charung!

At that moment, a clear sound like the sound of wind chimes came from his waist, and the belt he had been wearing around his waist came into his hand.

Charrrrung!

In Baeksan Mocheong’s hands, his belt unfolded with a loud noise.

Whirlwind!

When Baeksan Mocheong swung the belt in his hand, a strange cracking sound occurred and the belt flashed brightly.

“A soft sword…….”

When Baek San Mo Cheong lifted the sword that had been disguised as a belt, the expressions of the middle-aged men who were about to confront him hardened even more.

Originally, weapons were created to replace the weak human body.

So it is made of solid iron and sharpened to a sharper point than the hands and feet.

However, among the weapons, there were several that ran counter to the original characteristics of the weapon.

The same was true of the sword that Baeksan Mocheong had just pulled out.

A sword that bends like a reed in the wind or air resistance is a soft sword. The soft sword gives up the hardness of iron and is made lighter, bending smoothly and bringing the variation of the blade to the extreme.

Instead, when clashing with an enemy’s weapon or cutting down an enemy, the sword’s owner must inject powerful energy into it to instantly restore its iron hardness.

Therefore, those who use the sword must be masters with the highest level of skill.

So if Baeksan Mocheong uses a sword, he is a master who cannot be ignored.

Middle-aged men had no choice but to be on guard.

“Shall we start?”

Mo-cheong said as he looked at the middle-aged men who seemed nervous seeing him use a sword.

Then the two swordsmen came to their senses and began to surround Baeksan Mocheong from the left and right.

“Be careful.”

The moment the warning leaked out of the middle-aged man’s mouth, his sword dug into Baeksan Mocheong’s temple before his voice could be heard.

“indeed!”

A sound of admiration flowed from Baeksan Mocheong’s mouth. Even so, his body was already falling to the ground, avoiding the enemy’s sword.

In an instant, another man’s sword cut horizontally across his leg.

In that moment, Mo Cheong-do swung his sword.

Charrrrung!

Mo Qing’s sword wriggled like a snake and wrapped around the sword of the man who was cutting his leg.

Jiing!

A sharp friction sound occurred between the swords. Then, the man’s sword was caught in the soft sword of Mo Qing and changed direction, and it was stuck in the ground.

bang!

A heavy impact sound was heard as the ground caved in due to the force of the sword.

At that moment, Baeksan Mocheong let out a low moan.

“Hot!”

As if responding to his spirit, the soft sword rose stiffly like a strong sword.

Then he reached out sharply towards the nape of the neck of the man who had hit the ground.

Pot!

It was like lightning!

It’s a moment that a middle-aged man can hardly avoid.

But at that moment, the sword of another middle-aged man struck the middle of Mo Qing’s sword like cutting the waist of a snake.

Chaang!

Mo Qing twisted his sword in an instant, avoiding the man’s sword from cutting Yeon Geum’s waist.

Still, the two swords rubbed against each other, making a creepy, grinding sound.

Sweep!

The movements of the mother were graceful.

First, he was great at blocking the attacks of the two enemies, and then when the counterattack failed, he was also good at slipping away and putting distance between himself and the two enemies.

“As expected, this is not ordinary.”

The two men flew almost simultaneously, admiring Mo Cheong’s martial arts skills.

Then Mocheong stretched his sword towards the middle point between the two men.

Whirlwind!

The sword shook and the gentle wind sound arose again.

At first glance, it seemed like it was stabbing the black, empty air. However, as the sword began to dance, more than a dozen sword shadows suddenly appeared from the sword and began to shoot out like arrows towards the two men.

Wedge!

The two men, who had been attacked by five or six swordsmen who could not tell the difference between a fake and a real sword, hardened their faces and swung their swords like lightning.

Woof!

The two men’s swords spit out a heavy black sound. At the same time, two heterogeneous swords clashed.

Kwakwakwang!

A thunderous sound echoed in all directions.

Meanwhile, a ray of light penetrated the shield of one of the two men and brushed his shoulder.

Pot!

“laugh!”

An urgent voice came out of the man’s mouth.

His body was tilted in half and shook. Red blood gushed from his shoulder.

“Your hands are poisonous!”

The man who had been talking to Mo-cheong from the beginning swooped down on Mo-cheong like an eagle, leaving his injured colleague behind.

“How can I be considerate in a fight between life and death!”

Mo Cheong responded curtly and swung his sword again.

Whirlwind!

Mo Qing’s sword regained its power. Mo Qing’s power was so great that the power contained in the sword was not diminished at all.

The middle-aged man lowered his sword toward Mo Qing with a cautious expression.

Chaang!

With a clear clashing sound, Mo Qing’s sword and the man’s sword clashed again.

And this time, the distance between the two did not easily widen. The two approached each other as if they were going to decide a showdown and began swinging their swords at each other at a frightening speed.

Chaang chaang!

The intense blackness, full of life, continued without interruption.

The middle-aged man’s momentum was strong. However, as time passed, the tide began to turn in favor of the older Mo Cheong.

Mocheong was fighting two enemies alone. After the enemy was reduced to one, he was able to freely show off all his skills.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man’s swordsmanship was extremely rough, but it was blocked by Mo Cheong’s delicate swordsmanship, revealing weaknesses here and there.

And those little weaknesses can have fatal effects in fights between experts.

Papa Pot!

At one point, as the boring battle continued, Mo Cheong’s sword suddenly created several sword shadows.

The sword shadows that spread out in all directions gathered into one point again when they reached a certain distance.

At the center of that point was a man.

The man looked bewildered by the sight of the blood-soaked sword poking through his veins.

And yet, he swung his sword roughly in a cross shape.

Woof!

The sword energy that arose from the man’s sword instantly enveloped his body.

Then, the shadows of the swords that had been pointed at him began to lose their form in the air.

Kakakan!

Because of the powerful energy contained in the sword shadows, the sword shadows clashed with the man’s sword, creating a loud noise.

And one of them passed sharply through the man’s sword.

“Ugh!”

The man, who saw the sword shadow piercing through his own sword energy, took a deep breath and quickly turned his body.

months!

The sharp edge of the sword cut through the man’s clothes.

“hmm!”

A soft, slurred voice came out of the man’s mouth again.

A thin line of blood was drawn on his thigh, which had been cut along with his clothes. It was not a deep wound, so it did not hinder his ability to fight.

However, the mental shock of being cut by an opponent was unavoidable.

“I guess we’ll have to decide the outcome around here.”

Mo Cheong, who had gained the upper hand, approached the man gently.

Mocheong never hurried.

Although Mo Cheong is known as a master of the martial arts world, when looking at his secret techniques, he seems to be no less than a master who has reached the highest level.

“It won’t be easy.”

Flash!

As Mo Cheong went on the offensive, a middle-aged man with his thighs cut off planted both legs on the ground like pillars and swung his sword down from above.

Kuoo!

In that moment, the sword energy that arose from his sword split the Moqing like a wall.

“That kind of curiosity doesn’t work anymore.”

Even though he was looking at the sword energy that seemed like it could split a mountain, Mo-cheong remained calm.

Mo-cheong’s body shook like a willow branch.

At that moment, Mo-cheong’s body rotated gently, sending out the man’s sword energy.

And in the meantime, Mo-cheong had already come inside the man’s office.

“It’s the end.”

Mo Cheong looked at the man and spoke indifferently before stretching out his sword.

A look of confusion appeared on the face of the man who had given Mo Cheong a break. Defeat was imminent.

But the man’s defeat was delayed, for he had a comrade who had suffered a shoulder injury but still had the strength to swing his sword.

“No-goe! Stop!”

The one whose shoulder had been cut by Mo Cheong’s sword earlier shouted sharply and waved his hands toward Mo Cheong.

Then, sharp needles poured out from his hands like a shower.

Wedge!

The needles that left the man’s hand flew towards Baeksan Mocheong.

“Now that I look at it, it’s no different from the assassins!”

An angry voice burst out of Mo Cheong’s mouth.

Up until now, they have fought each other with swords, but they have never used their swords against each other.

However, when faced with a critical situation, it seemed that the men’s hidden instinct to kill came alive.

It was natural for Mo Qing to be angry. Knowing that these people had not only come to get him, but that they could kill him if things went wrong, it was natural for him to feel hostility toward them.

So his sword also took on a life-threatening quality.

Tata dang!

The needles from the sword Mo Cheong swung flew in all directions like hail.

In the meantime, Mocheong changed direction, let go of the man he was dealing with and flew towards the man who had thrown the needle.

Pot!

The movements of the mocheong are like a tiger running through the forest, unlike the smoothness so far.

Chachachang!

As Mocheong ran towards him, the man hurled his daggers again, and the daggers bounced off Mocheong’s sword one after another.

And then, in an instant, Mo-cheong threw away the sword he was holding in his hand.

Parung!

The sword made a cracking sound in the air and then flew towards the man faster than an arrow.

“omg!”

The man who had been throwing a dagger was startled by the sight of the sword approaching him, and he let out a gasp and turned his body.

But the sword was faster than the man’s movements.

puck!

The sword plunged into the man’s chest without hesitation.

“Ugh!”

A scream of pain escaped the man’s mouth.

One of the man’s knees was bent.

cook!

The man barely managed to keep himself from falling by stabbing his sword into the ground.

Mo Cheong, who had suddenly approached the man, pulled out the sword stuck in his chest like lightning.

“You were lucky enough to miss my heart, so I’ll cut off your head instead.”

Mo Cheong raised his sword towards the man’s neck, shouting with a life-threatening expression.

At that moment, a sharp voice burst out from the direction where his dwelling was.

“Stop your hands!”

Those who had been chasing Mocheong suddenly shouted when they saw their comrade in danger.

“Damn it… It’s too late. I’ll let you live. Since you’re injured, some of you will stay here to treat you. Or… Should I just leave you alone?”

On the battlefield, it is often the case that enemies are intentionally wounded rather than killed, because the enemies are tied down by their wounded comrades, which slows down their retreat or pursuit.

Mocheong knew that he couldn’t deal with all of those who came to him alone. If he could tie up even a few of his enemies, it was worth keeping the man alive.

“Stop chasing me.”

Mocheong left a cold warning and flew away.

His body disappeared into the forest in an instant.

“They’re tough guys.”

The old man climbed up the mountain peak and turned his head for a moment and said.

He saw that those who had come to find him were continuing to chase him.

“Why on earth are you chasing an old man like me? Your martial arts and chasing skills are no ordinary skill… If you keep doing this, you’ll catch up to me.”

The old man’s face darkened.

No clever plan to avoid the pursuers came to mind. But there were too many of them to engage in a head-on confrontation.

He was in a dilemma, but then a hole suddenly appeared for him to escape from.

“Hey, follow me. I’ll make a way for you to get away from them.”

Mo Cheong was startled by the sudden appearance of the eccentric-looking old man and took a sharp step back, raising his sword.

“Ah, you don’t have to be careful. I am the one who brought the message from the Lord of the Bukdu Mountain Gate.”

“Lord Baek’s?”

Mo Cheong asked back, still wary of the old man.

“Yes. Let’s go without any doubts.”

“What do I trust you for?”

“Well, if you don’t want to believe it, you don’t have to follow me. But do you think you can handle them alone? So don’t be stubborn and follow me. I don’t know if you know, but I am Ja-Wang Sa-Song. Twelve Thousand Moons! Let’s go.”

After Sasong revealed his identity without hesitation, he started running in the opposite direction of Seokbong.

Then Mo Cheong muttered with a surprised expression.

“The Twelve Heavenly King, Sasong! How could he be here… No, this is not the time to be discussing that. If it’s Sasong, then he has the ability to shake them off.”

Mo Qing quickly realized his situation and flew after Ja Wang Sa Song.

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