Chapter 435 – Heroes Are Born in Chaotic Times (1)

"Phew!"

Cho Yeon-woon let out a deep breath.

The clothes he wore were completely tattered, stained with sweat and blood. Because he had been cutting through such fierce battlefields. ​

Looking back, he could see Hae So-wol, Cheong-un, So-cheon, and about twenty suicide squad martial artists. Their appearance was no different from Cho Yeon-woon's. Exhaustion was evident on their faces. ​

Where they were now was hundreds of li away from the Demon Cult's main base. Over the past few days, they had fled with all their might to barely make it this far. ​

Even that was only possible because Cho Yeon-woon had led the way breaking through all dangers, otherwise they wouldn't have made it even halfway. ​

The leadership and martial prowess Cho Yeon-woon displayed while escaping the Demon Cult's main base deeply moved the suicide squad martial artists. ​

He didn't allow a single straggler. He broke through the Demon Cult's encirclement while carrying the exhausted and wounded on his back. ​

Cho Yeon-woon never retreated before any crisis. Though he himself was wounded and bled, he tried his utmost to protect his companions. Thanks to this, there were no more casualties, but Cho Yeon-woon suffered many wounds instead. ​

Hae So-wol approached Cho Yeon-woon. ​

"Great Hero Cho. Let's rest a bit." ​

"We don't have time for that. If we rest even a little, the enemies will catch up." ​

"But if we continue like this, you'll collapse first, Great Hero Cho." ​

"I'm fine." ​

"You're absolutely not fine." ​

Hae So-wol shook her head. Then Cheong-un joined in. ​

"Lady Hae is right. At this rate, Great Hero Cho will collapse first. And we need rest. It would be best to rest for just one meal period and then move again." ​

When even Cheong-un said this, Cho Yeon-woon could no longer insist. ​

"Then let's rest briefly." ​

"I'll stand guard, so everyone meditate to recover your strength." ​

Hae So-wol volunteered to be the protector. ​

Cho Yeon-woon nodded and sat cross-legged. Though he tried to act calm, he was also very exhausted. Hae So-wol spoke at exactly the right time when he desperately needed brief meditation. ​

When Cho Yeon-woon entered meditation, the others also began circulating their energy to recover their power and stamina. ​

Only Hae So-wol and So-cheon weren't meditating. Hae So-wol had relatively conserved her stamina so didn't need it, and the gravely wounded So-cheon had already meditated sufficiently while coming here so didn't need to separately. Thanks to this, So-cheon's condition had improved considerably. ​

So-cheon leaned against a large tree and spoke. ​

"We owe him a great debt." ​

"Everyone here owes him a debt." ​

"Indeed. If he hadn't secured an escape route in advance, we couldn't have escaped even this much. Sigh! I wonder what happened to the others." ​

"There must be people who escaped. Don't worry too much." ​

"Amitabha! I hope so." ​

So-cheon's already pale face was cast with deep shadows. The situation was that dire, and a breakthrough wasn't easily visible. It was fortunate Cho Yeon-woon led them, otherwise everyone here would have been annihilated long ago. ​

So-cheon's gaze turned toward Cho Yeon-woon who was meditating. ​

"We're fortunate he's here. Without him, we'd all be wiped out." ​

"That's right." ​

"As soon as we return to Shaolin Temple, I must make his accomplishments known to the world." ​

"There's something we must do before that." ​

"What is it?" ​

"The previous generation suicide squad martial artists, we must reveal the truth about them." ​

At Hae So-wol's words, So-cheon's face hardened like stone. ​

The young prodigies had participated in this mission trusting only the previous generation suicide squad martial artists. Without them, most wouldn't have joined this mission. ​

"Lady Hae is right. We must inform Shaolin Temple and the Martial Alliance that Great Hero Jeok and the previous generation martial artists are suspicious." ​

"To do that, we must return safely to Shaolin Temple." ​

"That will definitely happen." ​

So-cheon answered while looking at Cho Yeon-woon. ​

He was confident that if they trusted and followed Cho Yeon-woon, they would definitely return to Shaolin Temple. He trusted Cho Yeon-woon. The leadership and martial power Cho Yeon-woon displayed during the escape from the Demon Cult was that impressive. ​

While the two conversed, the prodigies meditating led by Cho Yeon-woon began opening their eyes one by one. ​

"Phew!" ​

Though they had only meditated briefly, their complexions had noticeably brightened. Much of the accumulated fatigue had been relieved. ​

Cho Yeon-woon rose and checked his body. His body, which had been quite heavy just moments ago, had lightened somewhat. That alone was a great help to Cho Yeon-woon. ​

It was when Cho Yeon-woon was about to smile and express gratitude to Hae So-wol. Suddenly Cho Yeon-woon wrinkled his nose. ​

"Everyone stop breathing." ​

He suddenly shouted to his companions. ​

The prodigies were startled by his sudden cry, but stopped breathing instead of questioning. That's how much they trusted Cho Yeon-woon. ​

That's when it happened. ​

Hiss! ​

Suddenly a faint sound echoed through the air. And the air turned black. ​

Cho Yeon-woon and the prodigies hastily retreated backward, avoiding the blackened air. Right after, someone's voice rang out. ​

"Quite perceptive. To detect the Hidden Soul Sand." ​

With a cold voice, a young martial artist appeared. A man with remarkably black skin appeared like a ghost and looked at Cho Yeon-woon and the prodigies. ​

The moment they saw him, Cho Yeon-woon and Hae So-wol felt an eerie sense of crisis they couldn't identify. ​

"A Demon Cult pursuer?" ​

"Hmm!" ​

The pursuer wasn't just him. ​

A group also appeared behind them. ​

Over a hundred people. Young martial artists who appeared similar in age to Cho Yeon-woon and his group. ​

The moment they saw them, Cho Yeon-woon and the others grew tense. Because the momentum felt from them seemed ominous. Above all, the fact that they hadn't detected their presence until they approached close range amplified their sense of crisis. ​

"How fortunate. Daring to flee yet leisurely taking meditation breaks." ​

A man with a long whip coiled around his waist spat out a voice full of killing intent. ​

"Ugh!" ​

Hae So-wol groaned at their appearance. ​

Because it was precisely she who had suggested they rest briefly while she watched for pursuers. ​

Then Cho Yeon-woon said. ​

"Lady Hae, it's not your fault. Even if we hadn't rested, they would have caught up eventually." ​

"But……" ​

"So there's no need to apologize. Thanks to you, Lady Hae, we recovered some strength." ​

Cho Yeon-woon smiled at Hae So-wol. ​

His words weren't merely to comfort Hae So-wol. With the skill level of the pursuers before their eyes, they would have been caught quickly even fleeing without rest. It was much better to have recovered some internal energy and stamina through meditation. ​

Cho Yeon-woon's gaze turned toward the young martial artist who spoke first. ​

"Who are you?" ​

"My name is Im Dok-o. Remember it well, for it's the name of one who'll turn you into blood sand." ​

"Im Dok-o?" ​

Since he'd never heard the name, Cho Yeon-woon tilted his head. At this, Im Dok-o's expression turned even grimmer. Because he thought Cho Yeon-woon's attitude was disrespecting him. ​

He was a member of the Ten Soldiers. ​

Excluding the leader Jeong Cheon-ak, no one within the Ten Soldiers could match him. He was essentially the Ten Soldiers' second-in-command. ​

The Hidden Soul Sand dormant in his body began to stir. ​

Hidden Soul Sand was literally sand. Made of grains dozens of times smaller and finer than actual sand. ​

The microscopic grains invisible to the eye had very special properties and could become the most fearsome weapon in the world depending on how they were handled. ​

To properly handle Hidden Soul Sand, one first had to absorb it into the pores. No matter how much finer than sand, the process of absorbing foreign substances into pores couldn't be smooth. ​

Flesh is torn, and bone-scraping extreme pain arrives. Because no one could endure this process, no one in the Demon Cult had absorbed Hidden Soul Sand until now. ​

Im Dok-o was the first martial artist in hundreds of years of Demon Cult history to make Hidden Soul Sand his own. Under his pores and skin resided an incalculable amount of Hidden Soul Sand. ​

Someone approached Im Dok-o as he emanated Hidden Soul Sand. ​

His name was Nam Jeong-ok. He too was a member of the Ten Soldiers, and at this moment was burning with greater anger than anyone. ​

"I've heard the Nine Martial Dragons are called the greatest prodigies of the martial world. But I don't believe those words. The phrase 'greatest in the world' exists for us Ten Soldiers." ​

Nam Jeong-ok unwound the whip coiled around his waist. ​

A whip as thin and long as a snake writhed. ​

It was his unique weapon, the Nine-Cut Ten Thousand Poison Whip. Once caught in it, one could never escape. Only after flesh was torn and bones were severed could one find freedom, but by then death had already arrived. ​

At Im Dok-o and Nam Jeong-ok's deadly momentum, Cho Yeon-woon frowned. But his gaze was actually directed not at the two but behind them. ​

Shiver! ​

Suddenly goosebumps rose on his skin. ​

Simultaneously, intense crisis struck him. ​

Someone behind Im Dok-o and Nam Jeong-ok was making him feel threatened. ​

There was a big shot in the back. ​

That's when it happened. ​

"Impressive. To notice me." ​

With a heavy voice, someone revealed himself from behind the two. At his appearance, Im Dok-o and Nam Jeong-ok each stepped aside to make way. ​

A robust-looking man in blue war robes revealed himself. A large scar crossing the middle of his face stood out prominently. ​

"Who are you?" ​

"My name is Jeong Cheon-ak." ​

"Jeong Cheon-ak?" ​

"I am the leader of the Ten Soldiers." ​

Two women appeared behind Jeong Cheon-ak. Seomun Ha-gyeong and Ji Su-hyeon, they too were Ten Soldiers. ​

Except for the Ten Soldiers who lost their lives to Dam Ho, all had revealed themselves here. ​

Cho Yeon-woon's expression was hardened more than ever. Though he never lost his composure under any circumstances, the Ten Soldiers before his eyes were enough to make him tense. ​

Cho Yeon-woon suddenly looked back. ​

He saw Cheong-un and Hae So-wol approaching. They too felt threatened by the Ten Soldiers' appearance. Even So-cheon, who had been gravely wounded and practically carried until now, was forcing himself up. ​

Like predators recognizing other predators, they too recognized the Ten Soldiers' strength and were tense. ​

Jeong Cheon-ak looked at Cho Yeon-woon and said. ​

"I'll praise you for noticing me. That alone makes you worthy of recognition." ​

"What nonsense." ​

"……" ​

Perhaps because Cho Yeon-woon's answer was unexpected, Jeong Cheon-ak briefly closed his mouth. Then Cho Yeon-woon shot back at him. ​

"Did you think someone would be scared because you appeared after hiding in the back? Where do you get off acting like a big shot?" ​

"You seem to have a rag in your mouth. Drunken Cloud Dragon." ​

"The rag is someone like you. You stink." ​

Cho Yeon-woon made a fanning motion at his nose with his palm. Then Jeong Cheon-ak's eyes glinted even more eerily. ​

He knew Cho Yeon-woon's actions were to provoke him. He knew the reason too. ​

"You wanted to focus my anger on yourself it seems, Drunken Cloud Dragon. Quite clever, but useless." ​

Jeong Cheon-ak raised his hand. Then Ji Su-hyeon, Seomun Ha-gyeong, and about a hundred subordinates who came with him all stepped forward at once. ​

"What? Wasn't it one-on-one with me? You're more cowardly than you look, Jeong Cheon-ak." ​

"This isn't a duel between martial artists. It's the Divine Cult punishing the Martial Alliance's trash." ​

"Tsk!" ​

At Jeong Cheon-ak's indifferent answer, Cho Yeon-woon realized his provocation had failed. ​

His plan to focus all anger on himself to buy time for others to flee had come to nothing. ​

Then Hae So-wol who approached said. ​

"Don't try to shoulder all the burden alone. Let's fight together." ​

"Let's do that, Great Hero Cho." ​

"Though meager, I'll lend a hand too." ​

Cheong-un, So-cheon, and others agreed with Hae So-wol's words. ​

Though they didn't say it, the twenty suicide squad martial artists shared the same sentiment. ​

The Ten Soldiers and about a hundred pursuers were similar in age to them. Just as they were the martial world's future, they too were the Demon Cult's future. If they grew safely, they would someday stand at the martial world's peak and inevitably clash. ​

Even if not now, they were destined to fight to the death someday, so they were burning with fighting spirit. ​

Jeong Cheon-ak looked at the suicide squad martial artists burning with fighting spirit and smiled coldly. ​

"Insolent! Not a single one of you will escape this place today." ​

His words became the signal. ​

The Ten Soldiers and martial artists all charged at Cho Yeon-woon's group at once. ​

At some nameless mountain, the martial world's greatest prodigies were clashing. ​

The great sword fell from above Jin Ja-gang’s head.

Jin Ja-gang hastily wrapped Asura Sutra around his forearm and raised it upward.

Ga Mu-ru did not stop and pressed down on Jin Ja-gang with his great sword along with the Asura Sutra.

THUD!

Jin Ja-gang was slammed onto the ground back first.

GUSH!

Blood spurted from his nose and mouth from the impact to his spine.

However, Jin Ja-gang could not release the strength from his hands. Ga Mu-ru’s great sword was pressing down on Jin Ja-gang with tremendous force.

Ga Mu-ru gripped the great sword with both hands and pressed down.

CRACK CRACK. The Asura Sutra threads caught on the blade edge were severed.

Jin Ja-gang desperately put strength into his arms and pushed, but gradually his arms began to come down as he was overpowered by Ga Mu-ru’s strength. The Asura Sutra wrapped around his forearm dug into Jin Ja-gang’s flesh and blood flowed out.

The pressure of Ga Mu-ru pressing down was tremendous. Jin Ja-gang’s arms trembled violently.

His arms bent more and more.

The Asura Sutra dug into his forearm flesh and blood continued to seep out.

TING!

One strand of Asura Sutra snapped.

Jin Ja-gang kicked at Ga Mu-ru’s ribs.

THUD! THUD!

Ga Mu-ru frowned but a murderous smile formed on his lips.

THUD! Jin Ja-gang continued kicking at the rib area, but because of this, strength left his arms and the sword blade came down further. The great sword descended to almost a span’s distance from Jin Ja-gang’s nose.

GROAN GROAN.

His arms trembled and the Asura Sutra continued to be severed.

Jin Ja-gang concentrated with all his might on Heaven and Earth Defeating Palm. Needles slowly emerged from between his fingers. He flicked his index finger to shoot a needle at Ga Mu-ru’s face.

THWACK!

Ga Mu-ru turned his head to bite the needle flying at his face with his teeth and spat it out.

Very slightly, strength left Ga Mu-ru’s great sword. Jin Ja-gang kicked at Ga Mu-ru’s ribs with both feet.

CRACK!

Ga Mu-ru’s face contorted. However, he still did not budge an inch.

Jin Ja-gang supported himself with his feet on the ground and lifted his waist.

“UAAAAAAAH!”

Then while lying down, he used the internal energy formula of Reverse Afterimage Soul-Confusion Technique. Jin Ja-gang’s body vibrated and shook left and right. Using the internal energy application method of Reverse Afterimage Soul-Confusion Technique, he concentrated energy into one foot and twisted his body with that force. The great sword missed Jin Ja-gang’s face. Ga Mu-ru’s great sword passed right by Jin Ja-gang’s nose and embedded in the ground.

BANG!

Jin Ja-gang flipped his body like lightning and kicked out. With all his strength, he rammed his body into Ga Mu-ru’s chest. Ga Mu-ru staggered back half a step. This time it seemed the impact properly reached his ribs.

Ga Mu-ru gripped the great sword embedded in the ground tightly to prevent being pushed back further while striking Jin Ja-gang’s lower back with his opposite elbow. Jin Ja-gang felt crushing pain in his waist as he rolled on the ground. Even in the midst of this, he stretched out both hands to shoot poison needles.

Ga Mu-ru twisted his great sword to deflect the poison needles with its side and then kicked Jin Ja-gang. Ga Mu-ru’s toe embedded in Jin Ja-gang’s abdomen. His internal organs shook and he felt nauseous. Jin Ja-gang bit his teeth and grabbed Ga Mu-ru’s leg. He fully grasped the leg and hooked the opposite knee with his own leg to try to topple Ga Mu-ru.

Ga Mu-ru punched Jin Ja-gang’s face with his bare fist. Fist wind rushed forth. Jin Ja-gang released the leg and entangled Ga Mu-ru’s arm with Asura Sutra. Ga Mu-ru stopped punching and pulled his leg out. At that moment Jin Ja-gang rushed in and kicked at Ga Mu-ru’s armor.

THUD!

As impacts gradually accumulated, Ga Mu-ru’s brow finally visibly contorted. Ga Mu-ru spun the great sword in his hand. The great sword drew a circle as if moving by itself.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! Jin Ja-gang dodged the great sword and kicked at the armor again.

THWACK!

The moment Ga Mu-ru flinched, Jin Ja-gang quickly extended his hand to press on the armor with his palm.

Like dotting a point, release energy!

Inch Force exploded onto the armor.

CRRRACK!

The armor abruptly caved in. Because it was struck hastily, it did not achieve as great an effect as expected. Jin Ja-gang’s hand was also bounced away by Ga Mu-ru’s internal energy counterforce.

However, for now this was sufficient.

Ga Mu-ru’s body bent and sweat beaded on his forehead. One hand went up to his ribs. Jin Ja-gang stepped on Ga Mu-ru’s thigh and leaped up, pressing down on Ga Mu-ru’s head with his hand while kicking up at his chin with his knee.

Ga Mu-ru straightened his waist while ramming Jin Ja-gang’s chest with his head. THWACK! Jin Ja-gang bounced away. Even while bouncing away, Jin Ja-gang grabbed Ga Mu-ru’s hair and drew out a poison needle from his opposite hand’s fingers.

Spinning round and round, he grasped the needle that had emerged and embedded it in Ga Mu-ru’s crown. Ga Mu-ru rotated his body while kicking Jin Ja-gang spinning.

CRASH!

Jin Ja-gang flew away and was embedded among the grass growing by the riverbank. Jin Ja-gang’s rising speed was slower than before. After getting up, he vomited blood twice with retching sounds and knelt down again. In Jin Ja-gang’s hand were Ga Mu-ru’s hair and the leopard leather band that Ga Mu-ru had tied around his forehead.

“Huu, huu.”

Jin Ja-gang wiped blood while gasping for breath. His insides were a complete mess as if his organs had twisted, but his body burned with excitement.

Ga Mu-ru is strong. With unfathomable internal energy and countless experiences, no matter what improvisations Jin Ja-gang employed, he steadily countered them all.

He was as solid as an impregnable fortress.

Even Asura World Annihilation Soul was received head-on with force. If he had been in perfect condition, the thought that he could be easily defeated should never have been entertained from the start.

Jin Ja-gang took a deep breath, stood up, and faced Ga Mu-ru.

Ga Mu-ru’s hair tie had come loose and his hair flew as he looked down at Jin Ja-gang, then lifted his great sword.

No, tried to lift it.

WINCE!

Ga Mu-ru hesitated while trying to lift his great sword.

Jin Ja-gang quietly stared at Ga Mu-ru.

Ga Mu-ru’s breathing was uneven. The broken ribs were touching Ga Mu-ru’s lungs.

A hole had opened in the impregnable fortress.

Jin Ja-gang clenched and unclenched his hands that trembled powerlessly from the shock of internal injuries several times to calm the trembling.

He slowly circulated his internal energy to tend to his damaged qi and blood.

Then he prepared for battle once more.

It was true he was being pushed back, but there was a chance of victory.

However.

Ga Mu-ru suddenly turned his head.

Jin Ja-gang also noticed.

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH!

From far away, a nun was running while cutting through the water plants. Behind her, about ten nuns were deployed left and right like wild geese, following together.

Emei Sect!

Emei Sect had finally arrived!

How urgent their situation must have been – the Emei Sect nuns’ white robes were all soaked in blood. They were wearing bright red hostility and at a glance hardly looked like monks at all.

The one in the lead rushed forward as if bringing an avalanche, extending her white sword straight ahead. Without any words, she launched her body while emanating sword energy toward Ga Mu-ru.

Her approaching speed was terrifyingly fast. It seemed as if a single sword was pulling an avalanche along as it flew. The moment they realized she was approaching from afar, she was already noticeably close. Water plants curled and were torn away, spreading like a whirlwind from beneath Divine Nun’s feet.

Even though Ga Mu-ru was called one of the Three Supremes of the martial world, Divine Nun was also one of the Two Buddhas of the orthodox sects. Such a person’s attack could not be taken lightly.

Moreover, it was not an ordinary divine technique.

“Divine Sword… Unity!”

Ga Mu-ru’s eyes deepened.

A wholehearted sword strike from the very beginning!

Ga Mu-ru found himself in a situation where he had to face Divine Nun’s Divine Sword Unity while turning his back on Jin Ja-gang. And there were also the dozen or so Emei Sect nuns behind her.

Ga Mu-ru tore off and discarded his dented armor. His sturdy body covered in scars was revealed. However, the rib area was already bruised purple and dented.

Ga Mu-ru calmly raised his great sword to the sky. Each time he breathed, the broken rib bones moved up and down.

HOOOO, air currents stirred by internal energy rose from beneath his feet, climbing up Ga Mu-ru’s body.

WHOOSH! After taking a deep breath, Ga Mu-ru brought down his great sword.

Ga Mu-ru’s vast blade energy flew to vertically split the approaching Divine Nun.

FLASH!

Divine Nun disappeared as if passing through the blade energy, then appeared closer.

However, though he had certainly brought down the great sword with all his strength, somehow Ga Mu-ru’s great sword was raised to the sky again. Ga Mu-ru swung his great sword consecutively.

WOOOOOM!

Two times, three times! He emanated blade energy at invisible speed!

The approaching Emei Sect nuns scattered in all directions to avoid the blade energy. The blade energies flew about, randomly splitting grass and earth.

And Divine Nun’s form, which had been flying with her sword, disappeared at some point.

The moment she seemed to disappear, she appeared directly facing Ga Mu-ru with swords crossed.

In the middle of Ga Mu-ru’s downward strike, Divine Nun’s sword blocked the trajectory and stopped while piercing the great sword. No, even that was not her actual form but an afterimage.

WOOOM.

Ga Mu-ru belatedly swung his great sword through empty air while staggering.

THUD THUD!

A handful of flesh was torn from Ga Mu-ru’s side. Blood poured out as if bursting.

His internal energy was not insufficient to block Divine Sword Unity, but his body could not keep up. With broken ribs his movements became sluggish, and the broken bones touched his lungs making his breathing labored.

By a hair’s breadth, he had failed to destroy Divine Sword Unity.

Soon Divine Nun appeared behind Ga Mu-ru. However, she was not in perfect condition either.

Divine Nun bounced away and rolled on the ground. Her monk’s robe had pitch-black blade energy marks streaked across it. Though she appeared to have dodged Ga Mu-ru’s blade energy, she had actually received it completely while flying forward.

Divine Nun raised her upper body while her robe hem fluttered. Blood beaded at the corner of her mouth.

When Ga Mu-ru soon looked at Divine Nun, he showed a strange expression.

Divine Nun bit her teeth hard and raised her hand.

The Emei Sect nuns attacked Ga Mu-ru from all directions. The nuns’ sword techniques unfolded dazzlingly.

Ga Mu-ru resisted like a madman.

CLANG CLANG! CLASH!

Sword energy and blade energy collided, scattering light without rest. Wounds increased one by one on Ga Mu-ru’s body. The Emei Sect nuns also began to sustain injuries.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of attacks and defenses were exchanged.

Ga Mu-ru rampaged while covered in blood. Several nuns were severely injured by the fierce Ga Mu-ru’s counterattacks and withdrew from the fight. At this rate, the Emei Sect nuns would be annihilated instead.

Jin Ja-gang sensed something strange.

Even the nuns who had not been attacked by Ga Mu-ru were panting and struggling for breath.

It could not help but be a puzzling sight.

Ga Mu-ru had already sustained serious damage from Jin Ja-gang. But why were the Emei Sect nuns unable to exert their strength?

“Poison Dragon Hero.”

Divine Nun spoke while watching the situation.

“Can you move?”

Blood flowed from Divine Nun’s nose and eyes. Her complexion changed between red and blue.

Jin Ja-gang was shocked.

‘Poisoned!’

Divine Nun’s condition was worse than expected. The aura of internal energy he sensed was uneven. Even her hand gripping the sword tightly to avoid dropping it was trembling.

Divine Nun and the Emei Sect nuns were poisoned.

From before coming here!

This was not normal.

Ga Mu-ru had gained leisure while facing the Emei Sect nuns. He was baring his fangs while looking at Divine Nun.

“What happened?”

Divine Nun spoke with difficulty.

“It seems Thunder Emperor has already noticed. This is all this monk can do.”

Jin Ja-gang nodded and went forward without hesitation.

The Emei Sect nuns saw Jin Ja-gang and withdrew.