Twelve Heavenly Moon - Chapter 139



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Chapter 8. Jeongjung-dong

Yeah, yeah!

A huge roar shook the grassland.

Then, the plan Ma-Mang had set up moved like a living monster.

A watchtower two or three halves high rose above the stockade, and from it a shower of sharp arrows fell.

The flashing light of arrows pouring down under the torches that lit up the riverside as if it were broad daylight was dazzlingly beautiful.

But the end of that beauty was blood and death.

“evil!”

“Ugh!”

The charge was stopped.

The masters of the Murim Alliance could no longer advance. The moment a higher watchtower was built above the fence, the fighting spirit of the masters of the Murim Alliance who were charging toward the enemy’s fence was already broken.

The sight of that huge watchtower resembled a hideous monster, and it felt reckless to rush towards it.

Furthermore, as arrows rained down from the monster, the camp of the Murim Alliance masters was in complete chaos, and they were in a state where they could not expect any further advance.

The disadvantages of the previous world were first read by the leaders of the Geomsanpa, the Shandong Musicians, and the Namgung Family who commanded them.

Now all that was left for them was to retreat at the minimum cost of this reckless advance.

“Get back! Get back to the riverbank!”

As the sharp command of Yu Chu-ryang, the leader of the Geomsan faction, spread out, the masters of the Murim Alliance scattered like a swarm of locusts and began to retreat to the rear.

“What foolish people you are.”

Shaolin’s Hangbul shook his head and sighed.

“Wouldn’t it be that you only realize the severity of the battle after paying the price? In fact, they have lived without knowing much about hardship. The past twenty-five years of peace have made them forget the word defeat. Now that they have experienced the misery of defeat, it is not such a bad defeat. From now on, they will never act recklessly.”

The shaman’s name, Dowonmyeong, spoke coldly.

The advance of the Geomsanpa, the Shandong Musicians, and the Namgung Sega was not the intention of the entire Murim Alliance.

The three families who arrived at Cheonmanghyeop late could not readily accept the reality that the Bukdusanmun was recognized as the center of the Murim Alliance.

So, despite the persuasion of Hangbul and Dowonmyeong, they mobilized their sect’s warriors and launched a surprise attack.

They argued that they had to cross the river and knock down the enemy’s defenses before they were complete.

The logic was that once the plan was fully established, the fight would be prolonged.

Hangbul and Dowonmyeong tried to dissuade them, saying that a long-term war was not a bad choice, but they could not break the stubbornness of the three sect leaders who wanted to change the reality that the Bukdusanmun was becoming the leader of the Murim Alliance.

They had launched a surprise attack in the middle of the night, declaring that their three sects would take the lead, and they were paying a heavy price for it.

“If I were to do it my way, the damage would be too great, but if the Demonic Crusade were to open the gates of the barricade and send out the Mines to counterattack, I would be helplessly isolated. There is a river behind me, and the speed of retreat on a raft is limited…….”

Seo Ha, the leader of the Hwasan faction, spoke with a worried expression.

There was no way the makeshift raft could move quickly.

Moreover, due to the fast current, one third of them had already floated downstream.

“That would be problematic. Even if we retreat, annihilation would have a great impact on the morale of the entire Murim Alliance. No, it’s not a matter of morale, but the fighting power itself would be greatly weakened…….”

“I’m going to apply.”

Suddenly, Baek Wan, who had been silent, sat up and spoke.

Baek Wan is a deep thinker but quick to make decisions.

Once she got up, Hangbul and Dowonmyeong also got up from their seats.

“How can we help them when there is a river blocking their path?”

The chairman of the Manmuhoe, Sangjison, asked with a worried expression.

Then Baek Wan answered calmly.

“You can’t cross the river. However, there are quite a few masters of the blind who can advance up to one-third of the river. They can withstand that much current. At that speed, the arrows will reach the front of the fence.”

“That’s right. Crossing the river and directly engaging the enemy with swords isn’t the only way. That way, the brothers of the three sects who went on the attack will have time to retreat.”

Seoha of the Hwasan faction agreed with Baek Wan’s opinion.

“Then let’s hurry. The longer we delay providing support, the greater the damage will be.”

The shaman’s name urged the people.

Then people started moving quickly to summon the masters of each faction.

But only one of them remained in his seat.

This is Sangjison, the chairman of the Manmuhoe.

“Your Majesty, shouldn’t we move too?”

Sangji Mok, the younger brother of Sangji Son, asked Sangji Son, who was standing there with an uncomfortable expression.

“That’s right.”

“But why……?”

“Not good.”

“What are you talking about?”

“That kid…….”

Sangjison said as he looked at Baekwan, who was walking towards the Bukdusanmun camp.

“That’s what Baek Mun-ju said. Phew… I’m a bit worried.”

Sangjimok also nodded.

“I should have nibbled it in the first place. I left it in the hopes that the fallen family would be revived, but now it has become the biggest threat to the council.”

“If things continue like this, Baek Mun-ju will end up becoming the loser of the Murim Alliance. If that happens, then this company…….”

“I might lose my status as the old guard. No, if this fight ends with the victory of the Murim Alliance, the old guard itself will disappear. A new power will take control of the Murim Alliance, and that child will be the center of it. Then…….”

“It will be difficult to restore the relationship, right?”

The elder asked.

“Would you do that if you were my younger brother?”

“…Phew, well, we’ve been through some humiliating things before……”

Sangjimok shook his head.

Even he thought that Baek Wan, the head of the Bukdusanmun, would not be considerate of the Manmuhoe’s circumstances.

“That’s why from now on is important. We have to conserve our power as much as possible.”

“…….”

“This fight is going to be won by the Murim Alliance anyway. So it’s important to maintain our power considering what happens after that. If we want to be treated well by the Murim Alliance, which operates under the Bukdusanmun, we need to be strong.”

“But if you don’t take part in the fight, there will be a lot of talk.”

Sangjimok said with a worried expression.

“It’s time to make a choice. Will I pursue honor or will I seek material gain? In such cases, I have always chosen material gain. This time is no different. I will choose to preserve power.”

“I understand. Since His Majesty has decided so, we will move our disciples accordingly.”

Sangjimok no longer voiced his opinion.

“It’s a critical time. So to speak, there are enemies both inside and outside. Be careful.”

“Yes, Huiju!”

Sangjimok answered with a stern expression.

* * *

Wedge!

The night sky was again covered with arrows.

However, this time, it was not Ma-Meng’s plan, but an arrow flying from the Murim Alliance camp.

The number of arrows was also much greater than the arrows fired by Ma-Mang’s minions from the fortress.

Thanks to this, the moonlight was briefly obscured by the arrow’s shadow.

Arrows that filled the sky fell to the ground at a certain distance from Ma-Mang’s plan.

Pufferpuck!

The arrows that poured down like a shower were more than half embedded in the soft grassland.

And those arrows created a definite boundary line.

The advance of the Demon Alliance demons who were trying to counterattack the Murim Alliance masters who had attacked them was stopped by the arrows that were lined up in front of the fence.

“Those who still have strength will cross the river on their own. The rest of the brothers will cross the river on rafts.”

The urgent order from Yu Chu-ryang, the leader of the Geomsan faction, spread along the riverbank.

For those who had no time to retreat due to the counterattack of the Ma-Mang Mines, the opportunity to retreat came with the support of the Murim Alliance masters who had remained across the river, including the Bukdu Mountain Gate.

The warriors of the Geomsanpa, the Shandong musicians, and the Namgung Se-ga jumped into the river without thinking.

Those with enough air power began to swim across the river on their own, while those who were injured or lacked enough air power to overcome the rough waters boarded rafts.

In the meantime, Ma-Mang started shooting arrows again.

“evil!”

“Be careful.”

Screams and warnings from the masters of the Murim Alliance erupted from all over the place.

But still, the retreat did not stop.

Everyone knew that the best way to avoid the hail of arrows was to retreat quickly.

After about half an hour of noisy confusion, no more arrows flew through the sky.

Neither the Murim Alliance nor the Demon Alliance had any reason to fire arrows at each other anymore.

Thus ended the first clash between the Murim Alliance and the Demon Alliance. And the aftermath of that clash was not small.

After the first clash, the center of gravity of the Murim Alliance began to shift completely towards Baek Wan of the Bukdu Mountain Clan.

From opposing the attack by the Sword Sect and others in the first place, to showing his wit and buying time for the Murim Alliance masters to retreat when they were in danger despite going on a campaign against the Demonic Clan, Baek Wan’s wise judgment and calm response during the first clash were enough to give the Murim Alliance masters confidence.

In the first place, the reason that the Bukdusanmun rose to become the center of the Murim Alliance was because they were the first to respond to the call for justice. However, Baek Wan’s personal abilities and character were still unknown.

However, the first clash with Ma-Meng revealed Baek-Wan’s outstanding qualities as a leader of a group.

In the end, the person who benefited the most from the first fight was coincidentally Baek Wan, who had opposed the fight.

While Baek Wan was solidifying his position within the Murim Alliance, other movements that escaped people’s attention were rapidly taking place.

“Whew… I think it’s finally over.”

An old man in shabby clothes said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Then an old man of similar age spoke with a nervous expression.

“Then now all that’s left for me to do is this.”

“I will be able to see with my own eyes the abilities of Hongrim, whose reputation is only known through rumors in the martial arts world.”

The old man talking to the old man of the devil was half of the Hongrim group that had made some kind of deal with Jeokwol.

“This is a big burden. I’m afraid that I might needlessly damage this precious piece that Baek San has so lovingly created…….”

The fourth group looked at the old man and said:

The old man of the devil is Baeksan Mocheong who was saved by Jawang Sasong.

The two men were looking down at the deep valley southwest of Cheonmang Valley where the Battle of Jeongsa was taking place.

Between the valleys covered in fog, sharp, pillar-like stone peaks caught my eye here and there.

How the two people, who had left their homes due to the red moon and the king’s wrath, met and what they were doing were known only to themselves.

“That would be possible. I know that Honglim’s poison is better than Honglim’s medicine.”

“You are praising Honglim’s medical skills so much because Baeksan stayed there for several months in the past.”

“That’s possible. I’m not a person who can say nothing. Hong Lim’s medical and poison techniques are the best in the world, and I guarantee that no other doctor or poisoner in the world can compare to him when it comes to active poison. I was saved by that active poison.”

Baeksan Mocheong smiled broadly.

“If you think about it, human relationships are really strange. If Baek-san hadn’t stayed in Hong-rim for a while a few decades ago, I would have harbored doubts about this matter until the very end.”

A quarter of them said.

“The same goes for me. If I hadn’t been indebted to Honglim back then, I would have thought of Honglim as nothing more than a den of demons. Naturally, I wouldn’t have been able to work with Nosa to accomplish such great things as we do today.”

“That’s right. Was this how our relationship was meant to be from the beginning…….”

The majority nodded and said.

“Let’s do everything we can and trust in his abilities.”

“I would rather believe in that disciple’s abilities…….”

A quarter of the Honglimgwae said.

“Did it look that great?”

Mo Cheong asked back.

“I felt it once again when I came here and met the Immortal. I think it’s a case of the blue dragon following the red dragon.”

“Huh… What kind of young man is he? He is already one of the top ten masters in the world…….”

Mo-cheong muttered with a face full of curiosity.

“Compared to immortality… how should I put it, it felt more mysterious? That’s what it felt like.”

“Whew, anyway, it seems like the martial arts world has placed a big burden on those two priests. If they don’t do this job well, the martial arts world……”

Mo Cheong muttered with a serious expression on his face.

“You have no choice but to believe it, right? Moreover, the strangely talented people who have gathered under the name of Cheongpunghoe are not ordinary people…….”

“Whew, it seems like we’ve gathered quite a few unique people.”

“Perhaps it would have been difficult for such disparate people to come together if it had not been for the will of heaven. So let us believe in fate.”

The fourth spoke as he looked across the valley, where the fog was blown away by the wind.

* * *

“What are you up to?”

A small palanquin, or rather, it wasn’t really a palanquin at all, was placed on a horse.

A wooden pole was erected on top of a saddle designed to prevent a person from falling off the horse, and a person was tied to the pole.

And from inside, where the four sides were covered with black cloth so that no one else could see the scene, Honma Chang asked.

It is on a cliff where you can see at a glance the streams of mist flowing like ant lines.

There were several figures standing around the horse carrying the Honma spear.

“What do you mean by decorating?”

Next to Honma Chang, Jawang Sasong asked bluntly.

“Isn’t this the place I was talking about?”

Honma Chang said in a tone that sounded angry.

“For God’s sake, how can we trust you and do things where you say they will?”

“If you don’t trust me, you shouldn’t have done this in the first place.”

Honma Chang said firmly.

“Let’s say half believe it and half don’t believe it.”

Sasong answered again.

“Half believe and half don’t? What does that mean?”

“If you can call Jeongcheon and Milcheon, that means you believe. That they will definitely come to see you. However, the place is decided by us, not you. So I half believe it and half don’t.”

Sasong looked at the Honma window and smiled slyly.

“Do you think things will work out if you fool me like this?”

“No, so you thought we would trust you completely? The world’s greatest Honma Spear?”

Sasong asked back with a rather bewildered expression.

“They will be suspicious since you changed the location from the one written in the first letter.”

“Don’t worry. Nine out of ten are true, and if you hide one lie in them, anyone in the world will be fooled. They will know that the letter you wrote is real, so even if you change three or four words on the back, they will never suspect it. What do you think about this logic, Your Majesty?”

King Ja-Wang asked with a smile.

“…….”

Honma Chang remained silent in response to Sasong’s question.

As Sasong said, his letter, which is almost fifty characters long, is genuine. Then, no one would doubt the three or four changed letters written on the back. Especially if it is an elaborate copy. Even if it is the great Jeongcheon and Milcheon.

“Haa… How cunning.”

Honma Chang sighed softly.

If the meeting of the three thousand had been held in a place other than the one he had chosen, everything he had planned could have gone awry.

Moreover, he had been sending special signals to his subordinates, more precisely to Hyeonmayeong, who were unknown to the world, under the pretext of calling Jeongcheon and Milcheon.

However, the demons who were supposed to run for him ended up finding him in a completely unexpected place.

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But that didn’t mean I could contact him again.

In that case, there was no choice but to create variables after meeting Jeongcheon and Milcheon.

Until then, whether I liked it or not, I had no choice but to do whatever these strange humans from the Twelve Heavenly Gates told me to do.

“But what if?”

While Honma Chang was spinning his head around in confusion, Ja-wang opened his mouth again.

“……?”

Honma Chang looked at the king.

“If Jeongcheon and Milcheon don’t come here, then you’ll be in real trouble.”

“What are you talking about?”

“If they don’t show up at the appointed time, then I will throw you into this deep valley without any regrets. There will be no second chance. So pray to the heavens that they will come to see you. Hehehe.”

The sinister laughter of Sasong spread out ominously.

The immortal Nawang, who had been watching the scene, opened his mouth heavily.

“They will definitely come. The temptation that Honma Izaga has thrown is too great. And when they come, Honma, you will see the end of the absolute three thousand with your own eyes.”

* * *

“How strange.”

At the crossroads of the path leading to Sacheon, Milcheon Unjunghak Gon tilted his white-haired head.

“Is there anything you are reluctant to do?”

The commander asked.

He was one of the seven great masters of the Mythical Buddhism and presided over the Hefei Shrine, but disappeared after the Hefei Shrine burned down.

He appeared near Cheonmanghyeop, where the Battle of Jeongsa was taking place, escorting Milcheon Unjunghak Gon.

“Something… I have a feeling.”

“If you don’t want to go, why don’t you just not go…?”

“That can’t be. But can I not go to the scene where the Great Battle of Jeongsa is taking place?”

“Isn’t this fight actually not that related to our school?”

“That’s not true. The Mythology has already been exposed to a great extent. Depending on how this fight ends, our religion will inevitably be affected. That’s why we need to negotiate with the leader of the winner, no matter who wins. Well, if it comes down to it, we can decide the winner.”

“You intend to use the power of the religion, don’t you?”

“Otherwise, there would have been no reason to call all the messengers together. How many were there in total?”

“All 100 messengers from the Five Great Envoys have been gathered together.”

“Okay. That should be enough to create a variable.”

“But what about the other great masters……?”

“They will all be nearby.”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon looked around and said.

“Which side of the political situation do you plan to focus your strength on…?”

“Well… Well, let’s just wait and see. Before that, I have somewhere to go. In the meantime, you, Commander, will lead the messengers.”

“Are you going alone?”

The warrior asked with a worried expression.

“hmm.”

“Still, there are a few people who died and are still with us…….”

“No, someone else will go with you.”

“……?”

“Lee Sun.”

“yes?”

The martial artist looked at Yunzhonghak Gon with a surprised expression.

“Lee Sun will accompany you. So don’t worry.”

“He… came too?”

“You should come. It’s the time when the fate of the school is decided.”

“Then I guess I’ll be able to see him this time.”

Even to the seven great masters of Shinto Buddhism, Yi Seon was a mysterious figure.

Although the other great masters had a rough idea of ​​his identity, only Yi Sun was still unable to fathom his identity.

“Maybe… after this fight is over, he might be able to take over the school.”

“…….”

The monk was speechless.

Muryeongsa was very surprised by the sudden words of Yunzhonghak Gon.

“Don’t be surprised. Don’t worry. If you meet him and talk to him, you will find out in less than an hour that he is more than capable of taking over the church in my stead. And… be careful. He is different from me. I care about you, but he will test your loyalty. So don’t even think about making any foolish objections or testing him. On the other hand, he is a man of affection, so if you follow him with all your heart, you will be able to maintain the current film. Unlike me, he will also preserve your authority.”

Yun Zhongxue Gon gave serious advice.

But the warrior remained silent for a moment and then answered.

“I will keep in mind the words from the front line.”

“Even if you say that, you might still have doubts in your heart. But… sometimes, people lose everything because of a moment of doubt.”

Yun Zhongxue Gon once again warned him not to ignore his advice.

Then this time the commander answered immediately.

“How could I neglect your advice?”

“Yes, yes. It’s time for everyone to be careful. I’ll tell you again, he’s… very different from me. Anyway, while I go and meet my old friends, take good care of the messengers. They’ll be of great use this time.”

“All right.”

The warrior bowed his head and answered.

And when he raised his head again, Yun Zhong Xue Gon was already gone.

Then the warrior looked around and muttered.

“Something… This feeling. It’s as if things I don’t know about are happening around me quickly. And who are the friends that Il-seon wants to meet? Did Il-seon have friends like that?”

Although it was invisible to the eye, Muryeongsa, who had found the traces of the first-line Unjunghak Gon with his intuition, stared at the direction where the first-line traces continued for a long time.

By the time Yun Zhong-hak Gon arrived at Cheonmang-gyeop, where all of Jeongsa’s forces were gathered, Myeong-an Lee Jo had also arrived at the Cheonmang-gyeop martial arts alliance camp.

There, he had a quick meeting with the leaders of the Kuro Justice League and then left the Murim Alliance camp again.

At a meeting of the leaders of the Murim Alliance, he warned them not to engage in a hasty clash with the Demon Alliance.

The logic was that it would be dangerous to attack again in a situation where the morale of the Murim Alliance’s masters had been greatly reduced by the reckless surprise attack by the Geomsanpa, the Shandongakga, and the Namgung Sega.

And he expressed his opinion that a long-term war would be advantageous to the Murim Alliance.

Due to Ma-Myeong’s decision to leave Baekmasan’s Sangcheon Valley and use Cheonmang-Gyeop as the battlefield, their supply route could not be completely cut off, but the Murim Alliance still had the advantage in terms of supplying materials.

Before the dramatic appearance of a third force, the Murim Alliance and the Demon Alliance were bound to show a large difference in distribution.

The analysis was that such a difference in distribution would ultimately turn the situation in favor of the Murim Alliance.

Furthermore, as time passed, the number of martial arts masters who wanted to participate in the Jeongsa Daejeon would increase, so eventually Ma-myeong would be isolated, and at that time, if he fired a shot, he would be able to achieve a complete victory. This was the plan of Myeong-an Lee Jo.

Such a brilliant plan by Lee Jo was approved by the leaders of the Murim Alliance.

Among the leaders of the Murim Alliance, the only ones who could oppose the opinions of Myeongan Leejo were Shaolin’s Hangbul and the shaman’s Dowonmyeong, but the two of them actively supported Myeongan Leejo’s plan to minimize the damage to the Murim Alliance.

There was no one in the Murim Alliance who would oppose the support of the three members of the Five Lines, no, even the leader of the Shin Eungjo clan, Gwisan Wangjeon, who had not shown up.

After the plan of battle proposed by Myeong-an Lee Jo was approved, Myeong-an Lee Jo publicly expressed his special gratitude to Baek Wan, the leader of the Bukdu Mountain Sect, and left the Murim Alliance camp.

“Is this really Honma Chang?”

Myeong-an Lee Jo muttered as he stood on a small stone peak overlooking the riverside grasslands where the two sides were facing each other across the river.

The deep valleys of Cheonmang Valley, which surround the outskirts of the grassland, create a landscape that seems other-than-human.

“Ma-Meng’s choice to leave Baekmasan and make Cheonmang-Gyeop the battlefield seems to be an excellent one.”

Unhak, a heavenly guest who has been protecting King Myeong-an Lee Jo for a long time, said.

“You think so too.”

“At this rate, I think I could actually maintain my blindness for several years.”

“That’s right. That’s why I can’t help but accept this invitation.”

Lee Jo said.

“But it could be a trap…….”

“Well, of course Honma is a sinister person. But there is a line that we must keep. I won’t cross that line. This is… no matter what anyone says, it’s a bet.”

To Lee Jo’s words, Cheon Gak Unhak nodded without answering.

But his expression wasn’t that bright. There was still an anxious look on his face.

“I bet the guests have prepared well?”

“Of course. If necessary, we can call everyone together within half an hour.”

“Okay. But don’t let them get too close. This is a meeting of the Three Thousand. The existence of the Three Thousand must not be known even to the heavenly guests.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Whew… By the way, this is a big problem.”

“……?”

“I tried to summon that child during this Jeongsa Daejeon.”

“That’s what the little soldier said.”

“hmm.”

Leejo nodded with a regretful expression.

“Do you think that So-gun’s training is still insufficient?”

“Compared to that, it’s quite lacking.”

“If so……?”

“Bachelor’s degree.”

Lee Jo answered briefly.

“Of course. Since there is an age difference…….”

“The age difference between the Scholar Sword and the So-gun will not save the So-gun’s life.”

“But would the Scholar Sword really want to harm So-gun? Wouldn’t that go against the Three Thousand’s oath?”

“I also believed in that promise and chose So-gun as my successor. But the human nature of the world is…….”

“Don’t worry too much. The Bachelor Sword may be a proud man, but that doesn’t mean he lacks faith. Rather…….”

Yunhak trailed off.

“Rather, worry about Honma and his disciples?”

“Yes.”

“Haha, the Absolute Demon Dragon still has a long way to go to catch up with the Bachelor Sword.”

Lee Jo said firmly.

“But isn’t the absolute dragon not the problem right now?”

“You know one thing, but you don’t know two.”

“……?”

“Do you really think that Ma Cheon would really abandon the Absolute Demon Dragon?”

“Isn’t it?”

“He… can never abandon the Absolute Demon Dragon. Perhaps the second disciple, the New Demon Lord, is nothing more than a tool that Ma-cheon is using for this Jeongsa Daejeon.”

“But didn’t he defeat the Absolute Dragon Lord and become the official successor of Honma Lord?”

“But that will only be for a moment. Once this fight is over, I will abandon him again and make the Absolute Dragon my successor.”

“…It seems there is something I don’t know.”

“Hahaha, even if you are my confidant, how could you know everything about the Absolute Three Thousand?”

“Of course. How dare I…….”

“Okay, let’s go. Let’s go and meet Honma and find out what he’s really thinking.”

Myeong-an Lee Jo smiled faintly and started walking.

* * *

Jeokwol caressed his own face.

The sensation at the tips of your fingers is dull. It doesn’t feel like touching your own flesh and bones.

“This face will soon disappear from the world.”

The red moon muttered.

A little behind, Hwan-dong was busily eating jerky. Perhaps because Jeok-wol had told him to fill his stomach in advance since he would be busy tonight, Hwan-dong was eating jerky more busily than usual.

Then suddenly Hwandong asked.

“When are you leaving, Lady Muyeong?”

Only then did Jeokwol wake up from his reverie.

“Right now.”

“Hey, I want to eat a little more.”

Hwan-dong said with a regretful expression, looking at the jerky in his hand.

“Eat on the go.”

“Is that okay?”

The unpredictable speech of the Hwandong began again.

“That’s fine. I’ll just move tonight. If we fight, it won’t be until tomorrow morning.”

“Hehehe, then I should take a lot.”

Hwan-dong said, grabbing both hands full of the jerky next to him and putting it in his pocket.

Seeing that sight, Jeokwol shook off his seat and stood up.

“song.”

“huh!”

Hwan-dong nodded and followed Jeok-wol.

The demons of Ma-Meng were waiting for the red moon in the darkness.

The number of demon leaders who claim to be descendants of the Sixteen Demon Sects, including those of the Later Jin Dynasty, as well as demon leaders of the smaller and medium-sized sects that follow the Later Jin Dynasty, is around thirty people.

Considering their status, it would not be strange if they were all Ma-Meng.

Such people gathered secretly at Ma-Meng’s camp in the middle of the night.

“Is everyone ready?”

Jeokwol, who had walked in front of Madudul, asked with an indifferent expression.

“What, what preparations are there? All I have to do is show up. But… can you really believe it?”

The fee for the upper part of the valley was asked with an anxious expression.

“If you don’t trust Master, you can stay here.”

“No, how could I not trust you, Honma-sama? It’s just… I wonder if they really meant to suggest coexistence. It could be a trick.”

“Isn’t that the very faith you have in Honma-nim? Honma is proceeding with the proposal of the head of the Murim Alliance, the mysterious Yunzhonghak Gon. They are not people who use cunning schemes, are they? Also, your master will be fully prepared for any eventuality.”

“Um… I understand. Since that is what Lord Honma said…….”

The above rates have taken a step back.

“Okay, let’s go. If things go well, Ma-Meng will be guaranteed survival without much damage. Of course, it’s not reign, but survival, but for now, that’s the best we can do. Those who want to reign, please work hard to build up your strength and challenge for the hegemony of the martial arts world on your own. Let’s go.”

The red moon began to walk, urging the horses to move.

Then, the madhus began to follow the red moon in a group, with anxious expressions on their faces.

At that time, almost the same thing was happening in the Murim Alliance camp across the river.

Late at night, Guisan Wangjeon arrived at the Murim Alliance and summoned the leaders of each martial arts faction, and delivered an invitation to Myeongan Leejo, Unjunghak Gon, and Honma Chang.

It was a proposal to end the war of attrition through compromise rather than bloodshed.

It was a proposal for a grand compromise that guaranteed the minimum right to survive to the demons belonging to the Demon Alliance and received a promise from them not to infringe upon the territory and interests of the Murim Alliance.

If such a proposal had come from the messenger of Ma-Meng, the heroes of the Murim Alliance would have rejected it outright.

However, if the people who made this suggestion were Myeong-an Lee Jo, Unjunghak Gon, and Honma Chang, there were not many who would dare to openly oppose this proposal.

Furthermore, the moment Wang Jeon said that this proposal was a desperate measure by the martial arts sages to reduce the bloodshed of the martial arts heroes, no one had the courage to refuse this proposal anymore.

Additionally, each sect of the Murim Alliance was also afraid of the bloody conflict of the Jeongsa War that had come after twenty-five years of peaceful reign and the subsequent reorganization of power.

So it wasn’t a difficult decision to accept the offer of the martial arts sages who could end this huge fight without any fighting or losses and maintain their positions.

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