"The duty must be done."That was what Jeong Yeon-shin thought as he recalled his seniors.

    Jin Myeong-jo, the Blood Demon of Divine Senses, was already tracking Zhuge Gaju’s location with his distinctively vast sensory perception. His stealth techniques, which even the Blade Sect’s Master had failed to detect, were in play.

    They couldn’t afford to assume that the absolute master of sorcery and martial arts wouldn’t descend upon this battlefield.

    For now, only Ak Su-rim and Jin Myeong-jo could keep Zhuge Gaju in check.

    ‘They may have already clashed by now.’

    Jeong Yeon-shin had seen Zhuge Gaju reveal his martial prowess at the Gathering. He also knew how formidable both Ak Su-rim and Jin Myeong-jo were.

    When the Black Spear of Ipwang and the Blood Demon of Divine Senses joined forces, they did not die.

    It was said that, in the harshest wilderness, they could always guarantee their survival. No matter how they conducted themselves under the heavens, no one dared to criticize them.

    The two seniors were known for their stern discipline, even among the high lords of Ipwang Fortress. If their lineage''s honor was tarnished here, they would be the first to reprimand their youngest. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    ‘I cannot be an embarrassment to Senior Jin.’

    As he moved forward, no one else stirred.

    Swish.

    Only the occasional whisper of his tattered black robe brushing against itself could be heard.

    Even when he reached into Eon Hwayeon’s robes, retrieving the martial manual, and gently closed her eyes before lifting her body—no one spoke.

    “…Hah…”

    It was only when Ma Gwang-ikju approached the shaded canopy where the noble clans were seated that the silence broke.

    "The Black Blade of the imperial court… truly lives up to its name."

    "They said there were only seventeen of them in all of Ipwang Fortress… Now I understand how he became a grandmaster at such an age."

    "Let’s go. We’ve seen all we need to."

    "From this moment, enforce the rules strictly. Make sure no one moves in or out carelessly. We must focus on sealing our sects."

    "The Absolute Fist of Zhuge Gaju has been broken… I can’t even begin to predict what will happen to Shanxi now."

    More voices began to rise. Some of the noble families were already moving, preparing for the inevitable fallout.

    A duel of life and death had concluded—a duel that would shake the entire martial world.

    The Lord of Ipwang Fortress had slain one of the Eight Great Clans’ supreme masters. Those in power now had to brace for the repercussions.

    Many left the scene with darkened expressions.

    "She should be buried properly."

    Jeong Yeon-shin paid no attention to the murmurs around him.

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