Jang Sun-il, who led the group, trailed off as he spoke.“This way… this is the right way… but the flow of the land’s energy is cut off. Strange. This shouldn’t be possible…”


    He paced back and forth across the snow, the sunlight glinting white off the surface, his footsteps overlapping others in an almost circular fashion. As the transparent light along the ridge shimmered, a new group of martial artists emerged.


    Each of them had a sword strapped to their waists, numbering no less than a hundred. Their presence was overwhelming.


    The Bukgung twins stepped to either side of the boy.


    The movements of the martial artists who had climbed Mount Taebaek ahead of them were peculiar. They had been wandering the vicinity long before Jeong Yeon-shin’s party had even reached the midpoint. Their expressions were far from ordinary as they scanned their surroundings, their demeanor unmistakably hostile.


    “This doesn’t make sense. This is no ordinary situation.”


    “Find the anchor. It must be somewhere.”


    They muttered among themselves, gripping their sword hilts.


    A series of dull noises rang out, accompanied by the sharp sound of blades being drawn. Swords were unsheathed and began slashing through undergrowth and chopping down trees. Their eyes darted around, scrutinizing everyone nearby.


    They weren’t acting cautiously—they were certain there was an enemy to confront.


    “Aren’t they masters from the Suwang Sect?”


    “The Suwang Sect Leader! Even the Suwang Sect Leader is here!”


    “Ha… Even the most prominent martial lineage in the Yan’an region… Judging by their numbers, they’ve brought their entire force. The Suwang Sect is supposed to be a noble sect…”


    “Didn’t they say even the Thirteen Heavens and the Mount Hua Sect have descended? What’s the Suwang Sect compared to that?”


    “To us, it’s significant. Look at their aura. They look ready to bury someone alive.”


    The appearance of one of the most prominent sects in Shaanxi caused the surrounding martial artists to scatter. Anyone would, after seeing the Suwang Sect Leader cut down six ancient trees with a single swing of his sword.


    “We should tread carefully.” Sёarch* The N?vel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


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