Chapter 345: Chapter 345

Those gathered near Wudangsan Mountain held their breath.

A shaman could be seen in the distance. It seemed liked nothing had happened yet in that place where there was only dead silence.

But the reality was different.

The independent faction was currently in a state of tension.

The gate of Haegeomji, which was sturdy and had never been breached at any time, was broken, and several people were sitting leisurely in front of it, kneeling in front of them.

The shaman’s warriors came rushing out and drew their swords, but no one approached them carelessly or attacked them.

The reason was that everyone knew the moment they swung their blades, anyone, without exception, would be reduced to chunks of minced meat.

More than ten shaman sect masters have already died.

Jang Mun-in was seriously injured and was carried out, and the elders, guardians, and other leaders were unable to step forward and had to watch the whole scene with bloodshot eyes.

My resentment soared high into the sky.

Has any shaman ever suffered this much?

Therefore, not everyone could easily accept this situation.

“They captured Ambassador Sun-Jin….”

“It seems so.”

Gwon Mu-jin nodded at Zhuge-yeon’s words.

Although from a distance, they were able to make out the opponent’s figure, albeit faintly.

Although he kept his distance as much as possible so as not to be affected by their energy, Gwon Mu-jin was aware of the tingling feeling of the force even from this distance.

‘It’s no joke… … .’

The claim that they had captured Abbot Seon-jin was by no means a lie.

The pressure that does not disappear even at this distance may be the same as that of Namgungcheon or Sa Do-hak.

“What should I do?”

At that time, Tang Mun-hye chewed her lips and asked.

For someone who was usually cool-headed, she seemed a bit anxious. This was because she had known Abbot Seon-jin for a long time and deeply respected him.

He had to suppress the urge to rush out immediately.

“I guess we can’t do anything about it right now?”

“…….”

Everyone sighed at Zhuge Yeon’s words.

It was truly unfortunate that there was a lack of competency. It was so sad that a person of the same level and a shaman faction with whom he had once shared a meal could not lend a helping hand even though they were suffering.

“But if there were other people, it would be different.”

Zhuge Yeon turned her back.

Even those who couldn’t understand the meaning followed their gaze and looked at the place, and before they knew it, the bushes slowly cleared and several people appeared one by one.

They were experts in the Heavenly Dao Society and the Martial Alliance.

“Have you been waiting?”

The first thing to arrive was none other than Jinju’s Eon Ha-pyeong. Next to him was Tang Jung-ak, Jin Gu-ak of Guangdong Jin Family, and Hoeju Peng Do-woong and Hwangbo Won of the current Heavenly Dao Society.

It was as if all the heads of the families who form the main axis of the Heavenly Dao Society have gathered together.

Also, on one side, the Nine Sects and One Gang experts were seen. It seemed liked they all harbored a deep sense of murder and were not easily able to shake off their murderous feelings toward Hyeolcheon.

However, there was someone who surprised Zhuge Yeon the most on that occasion.

It was the Namgung family.

“Haha, how have you been?”

Namgung Yong, who appeared, approached Zhuge Yeon and said hello. Did you join Heavenly Dao Society differently than you thought you would?

Why didn’t the Hao Clan say anything about that?

Zhuge Yeon’s mind became complicated.

“There is nothing complicated. I just came to lend a helping hand because Ambassador Sun Jin is in crisis.”

As if reading Zhuge Yeon’s thoughts, Namgung Yong muttered and laughed heartily. His laughter reminded her of Namgung Cheon, making her feel oddly uplifted.

Zhuge Yeon smiled.

“Everyone will be surprised when this becomes known later, right?”

“Now that the family’s affairs have been roughly settled, shouldn’t we announce Namgung’s resurrection in earnest?”

“For that matter, the situation is a bit bad. Are you okay?”

Zhuge Yeon asked with concern.

The level of those who hold on to the advanced level was comparable to that of Five Emperors.

He didn’t even know how many of those here would survive.

“If I can’t overcome it, isn’t that the extent of it? From the moment I decide to live as a martial artist, my life is as good as no life, so I don’t care.”

“So-hye will be sad.”

“Haha, that child is also a full-fledged martial artist. What’s unfortunate is that I won’t be able to see So-hye’s child.”

At Namgung Yong’s words, the people of the Namgung family nodded willingly.

Dying was not something he feared.

However, dying without ever seeing Namgung So-hye’s child was truly terrifying.

However, it was even more shocking that Namgung So-hye was getting married.

They expressed complicated feelings.

Zhuge Yeon felt it and let out a long sigh.

“Is So-hye so pretty?”

“Of course! Isn’t it obvious! Of course you’re pretty and cute too! How about that? Why don’t you marry your brother?”

At that time, there was someone who came rushing in, and it was none other than Namgung River.

With his eyes shining, he tried to hold Zhuge Yeon’s hand, but Zhuge Yeon naturally pulled her hand away and smiled, as if it was natural.

“Be a better man. Though I still won’t be interested.”

“…I feel like I’ve been rejected a thousand times already.”

“I could reject you more. About ten thousand times?”

“If I get rejected that much, will you marry me?”

“No.”

“…You’re resolute.”

“I can be more firm. How about that? Would you like to hear it?”

“No… it’s okay. If I go any further, I feel like my heart will break.”

Namgung Kang sighed and dropped his shoulders.

Namgung Yong, who was standing next to him, patted his shoulder and comforted him.

Namgung Kang, who had slapped both of his cheeks, looked straight ahead, as if he was not hurt at all since he had been rejected more than once or twice.

His gaze was directed toward Peng Do-woong, the leader of the Heavenly Dao Society.

“We don’t have time to fool around. We must rescue the Abbot as soon as possible.”

Zhuge Yeon, who was looking at Peng Do-woong, shook her head. With that single remark, she understood what the people here were thinking.

‘They have no ideas or plans; they simply think they can get through this somehow…’

Zhuge Yeon glanced at Gwon Mu-jin.

He also smiled awkwardly, probably thinking the same thing.

-Is this how everyone will die?

-So what were you going to do?

Gwon Mu-jin asked in response to Zhuge Yeon’s telepathic message.

Even if one had ideas, expressing them was far from easy. The people present here were all prominent figures in the Orthodox Martial World in their own right.

No matter how smart Zhuge Yeon was, it was not easy for her to raise her voice unless her reputation was as high as Zhuge Un’s.

Zhuge Yeon smiled awkwardly. Even if they were people she had known since childhood, there was no way they would easily follow her words in a situation like this.

“So, what do you plan to do?”

At that moment, a familiar voice was heard from somewhere.

Everyone turned their gaze in surprise at the sudden words. Soon, he began to slowly appear from one side of the bush.

Hwang Bo-won was so discouraged that he turned his head without realizing it.

Namgung Yong and Namgung Gang naturally lowered their heads.

The moment the people of the Namgung Family and Hwangbo Family bowed their heads…

All who were watching could not help but be taken aback.

The person who appeared just looked at Zhuge Yeon without paying any attention.

“Are you finally here? I thought you weren’t coming.”

“What were you going to do if you didn’t come?”

“We should just run away. We’re all going to die anyway.”

Everyone raised their eyes at Zhuge Yeon’s bold words.

Who were these people here?

It was no exaggeration to say that the finest masters of the Orthodox Faction were gathered in one place.

Although Bang No-baek was absent, the strongest figures of the current Murim, excluding him, were all in one place.

And yet she said they would die?

Several proud martial artists, including Peng Do-woong, glared at Zhuge Yeon.

However, the people of the Namgung Family and Hwangbo Family calmly accepted all those words and nodded, as if it were only natural.

“Who are you?”

Peng Do-woong frowned and looked at Dan Woo-hyun. He had appeared out of nowhere and drawn everyone’s attention. Since he even seemed to have ties with both the Namgung and Hwangbo Families, Peng Do-woong unconsciously felt on edge.

As he glanced to the side, he saw Family Head Tang Jung-ak and Tang Mun-hye of the Sichuan Tang Family staring at Dan Woo-hyun intently.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m just a spectator.”

Dan Woo-hyun sat down without paying attention to them. He acted calmly, as if he didn’t care at all whether he would go out and fight or die.

Peng Do-woong frowned and glared at Zhuge Yeon.

She shrugged her shoulders at that gaze and opened her mouth.

“He is the Family Head of the Hunan Dan Family.”

“……!”

In that one word, everything was explained.

The family that had been shining the brightest in the Central Plains martial world recently.

A place that was still rising and showing off its presence even though everyone else was falling.

They had swept the martial arts tournament hosted by Prince Geum’s Estate, and were known to count numerous masters comparable to the Seven Stars or the Five Emperors among their ranks.

Not even known whether it belonged to the Orthodox Faction, the Unorthodox Faction, or the Demonic Cult, the Hunan Dan Family was still drawing the attention of many and had become the target of their surveillance.

As the head of such a place, it was natural for all eyes to turned.

“So what is the way?”

However, Dan Woo-hyun asked without paying the slightest attention to the gazes around him. Since this was clearly a question directed at Zhuge Yeon, no one opened their mouths and could only stare at her.

“There is none. The opponent is simply too strong to find a way.”

Zhuge Yeon shook her head in resignation.

Strategizing is only possible when the levels of strength are comparable.

A master capable of capturing Abbot Seon-jin.

Such a person would easily be on the same level as Namgung Cheon or Sa Do-hak, and attempting to strategize against such masters was impossible without mobilizing tremendous cards.

For example, consider Murong Hyeok-mun’s scheme against Namgung Cheon. Despite investing so much money, time, and manpower, Murong Hyeok-mun had still failed to kill Namgung Cheon, his ultimate goal.

The difference in level was stark.

In the end, it was somewhat difficult to achieve something here without Dan Woo-hyun stepping forward.

At that time, Hwangbo Won quietly approached.

“Can you help me?”

“Are you asking me?”

“Yes.”

Dan Woo-hyun smiled.

Hwangbo Won’s behavior was extremely polite.

Not only his tone of voice but even his demeanor was as though he were addressing an elder. Since the Hwangbo Family was renowned for their rough and unyielding nature, everyone watched in astonishment.

None other than Hwangbo Won was bowing his head to a family head who had not even risen to the ranks of the Eight Great Families.

This was a situation that could never be easily accepted.

“…….”

Even Tang Jung-ak of the Sichuan Tang Family watched the scene with surprise.

It was something that could never have happened, considering that there was no change in his facial expression and that he never showed his thoughts to anyone.

“I have no interest.”

“A single act of generosity from the Family Head can change the future of the Orthodox Martial World.”

The person who told the story was none other than Namgung Yong.

Approaching and cupping his fists with a deep bow, his demeanor was as natural as if he were addressing a superior.

At that moment, Dan Woo-hyun looked at Namgung Yong and let out a chuckle.

It was as if they were laughing at the other person, so Namgung Yong and Hwangbo Won’s expressions became even more intense.

“Then show your sincerity. I wonder how far you guys can go.”

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