"Haa…! Haa…!"

The Gilyeon Sect Master gasped for breath. He had barely escaped.

The moment of the explosion, he had slipped out by tethering himself to an external spatial thread. There was no way that brat had noticed.

"That bastard… what the hell is he…?"

The last time he had seen Seo-jun, he hadn’t been this powerful. Even then, the boy had shown promise, but he had certainly not reached the realm of transcendence.

It hadn’t even been a full year since then.

And yet, he had grown this much?

Even by monstrous standards, the rate of growth was absurd.

If left unchecked, he might become a second Namgung Jincheon.

"What a nightmare."

The Gilyeon Sect Master straightened himself against a tree, exhaling deeply. A cool breeze swept past him, and a leaf drifted down toward him.

"What now…?"

In the end, he had failed to retrieve Namgung Jincheon’s body.

And with so many of the Black Lotus Union’s transcendents dead, the war’s outcome was practically decided.

The Black Lotus Lord, a peak grandmaster, still remained, ensuring the faction would not collapse overnight. But they would lose most of their territory.

"It’ll take time, but…"

The Black Lotus Union was no ordinary criminal sect.

Even with devastating losses, they wouldn’t fall immediately.

And perhaps, somewhere along the way, an unexpected factor might shift the balance once again.

But he couldn’t deny the inevitable decline of the Black Lotus Union.@@novelbin@@

"Should I abandon them entirely and forge a new identity?"

The Gilyeon Sect Master let out a wry chuckle and clenched the leaf in his hand.

And then—

"Huh?"

A sharp pain.

With a puzzled expression, he opened his palm.

His face hardened.

"What the…?"

The leaf… had a mouth.

And it spoke.

[You never left my domain.]

His eyes widened in horror.

He turned abruptly.

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