If the discovery had been even a little late, the book would have passed over everyone’s heads.
Even though Jeon Seo-eung was raised after much more thorough training and management than Jeon Seo-gu, he was ultimately trained to travel to and from a set destination.
However, a very small number of people, including Jin Tae-gyeong, were able to notice Jeon Seo-eung’s presence just in the nick of time, and among them was Gung-seong.
A shingung who can be called the best in the world, or perhaps even the best of all time, when it comes to handling the bow.
Slurp, clang.
It was an instant.
With the noise of steel joints meeting together, the gungseong, which transformed two abnormally curved swords into bows, drew the string without hesitation.
“now!”
The moment Jin Tae-gyeong’s cry was heard, the palace released its tightly drawn bowstring.
pop!
The air being torn apart.
When the beam of light, which was shot ahead of even the sound, finally reached Jeon Seo-eung, which seemed like a dot in the distant sky, it literally happened in the blink of an eye.
It is also true that Jin Tae-kyung, who had already predicted this entire situation, launched a new sentence.
Squirt!
A new model that moves forward as a ray of wind.
And at the tip of Jin Tae-kyung’s outstretched finger, who had covered dozens of distances in one go, was Jeon Seo-eung, who had fallen with his wing pierced.
Sorry. Beep.
“If you apply acupuncture, you will get better quickly. men and horses.”
Contrary to his blunt words, Jin Tae-kyung stroked the beak of Jeon Seo-eung, who was crying sadly, and quickly checked the animal’s ankle.
‘This.’
Jin Tae-gyeong swallowed hard when he saw the small, rolled up book of history tied tightly to Jeon Seo-eung’s ankle.
An ominous feeling that comes over you even before you see the content.
It’s definitely true.
That red thing buried all over the book was most likely a trace of blood that had flowed from someone’s body.
And looking back on past times, these ominous predictions were never wrong.
Kunlun (崑崙), fall (陷落).
The moment Jin Tae-gyeong read the first line of the book, scrawled in rough handwriting, he bit his lip without realizing it.
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Kunlun Mountains.
This huge mountain range, located at the western end of Qinghai, has a truly distant history and numerous legends.
The mountain range that extends from the plateau to the desert is thousands of miles long, and its elevation above sea level is no less than the highest peak.
However, there was another reason why the Kunlun Mountains were considered particularly symbolic to the martial arts people of the world.
The reason is as decisive as the existence of the Kunlun school, which is the birthplace of Taoist martial arts and has a deep-rooted history.
“In the end, the gate that must be protected has been cleared.”
Jeokcheongang scolded his mind in a tone that made him chew.
In his tightly grasped hand, there was a crumpled document that had already gone through many hands.
“If they have taken over Kunlun as written here, it means that half of the Cheonghae land has already been taken away.”
As the voice continued softly, people nodded with stiff faces.
Because what Jeokcheon-gang said was definitely true.
The Kunlun Mountains area was mostly made up of basins, and it was vast enough to cover half the area of Qinghai Province, which led to the loss of control for the friendly forces.
“It will bring back memories of the old days. Isn’t that right, grandma?”
Gungseong narrowed his eyebrows at the question that Jeokcheongang suddenly asked.
“That’s not what I want to hear from you. “Whether it’s age or unpleasant memories from the Great War.”
“So, what was it like in the early days of the Great War? “When the demonic cults crossed Kunlun.”
“It was an unexpected surprise. “Until the Great War, the last invasion of the Demonic Cult was already hundreds of years ago, and even then, they failed to cross the Kunlun Mountains and suffered a crushing defeat, so it was all the more inevitable.”
However, humans are animals that are always obsessed with what they cannot have.
About 50 years ago, the Heavenly Demon, which created a stronger demonic religion than ever before, was no exception.
“Did you say that the Kunlun faction lasted for several days at that time?”
“three days. After fighting for exactly three days and nights, we could not hold out any longer and retreated. “Suffered damage that was close to annihilation.”
“Three days against as many as 100,000 Demon Cult bastards. “You lasted a long time.”
That is by no means sarcastic.
The Kunlun faction always accepted only a small number of disciples due to its unavoidable geographical limitations and strict literary rules, and as a result, it had the smallest number of disciples among the nine factions.
However, due to each individual’s outstanding skills and the ruggedness of the Kunlun Mountains, which even the Great Snow Mountain could not compare to, they were only able to block the invasion of the Demonic Cult several times.
However, even the Kunlun faction had clear limits.
Even during the Great War half a century ago.
This time too.
The difference, however, was that the Kunlun faction, which had suffered a huge blow against the Demonic Cult at the start of the last War against Demonic Cultivation, made a slightly wiser choice this time.
“That’s a good thing. He decided to retreat straight away without hesitation. “Isn’t that right?”
I, who had been lost in thought in silence, nodded to the question that Jeokcheongang suddenly asked.
“I think it was the best. “It’s crazy to go toe-to-toe with them.”
Magyo and Amcheon are qualitatively different.
This is not to discuss the quality or number of troops, but the darkness of Amcheon was much deeper and more distant than anyone expected.
So much so that even I can’t guess its exact size and depth.
But one thing is certain.
“If we had decided to fight to the death like we did during the Great War, the Kunlun faction would have already been erased from the world.”
Perhaps even the Kunlun faction had guessed that this was a hopeless battle.
Therefore, in a situation where 20,000 Cheonghae warriors and government troops joined in, they could have decided to retreat so quickly.
Of course, the war record stated that over 1,000 people were killed or injured during the retreat, but it did not change the fact that this was the best option for them.
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“Fortunately, they retreated to Cheonghae Lake with most of their troops preserved, so the Cheonghae land has not been completely taken away yet.”
I immediately shook my head at the words that Jang Mun-in and Hyeon Cheon-jin of the communal faction blurted out.
“It’s not wrong, but if things continue like this, it’s only a matter of time. “We can’t stop it with the power we have left in Cheonghae Castle.”
“that.”
“They have magic, or rather, magic with unbelievable power. “Amcheon’s forces occupying the Kunlun Mountains right now are innumerable.”
This is not just a metaphor or expression.
I simply said exactly what was written in the biography held by Jeon Seo-eung, whom I had captured a while ago.
In the war letter he sent out deciding on a quick retreat, the elder of the Kunlun faction wrote as follows.
An uncountable number of enemies are coming here, filling up the mountain range.
And the moment I saw that overwhelming yet terrifying sight, I unconsciously recalled a day from decades ago.
“… … “100,000 magic paths.”
The air became heavy for an instant at the sound of someone’s lips flowing out, and it was only natural.
Because I already saw it clearly with my own two eyes.
Because I felt it vividly with my skin and my whole body.
Most of those who are here now have seen and experienced Amcheon using the power of a mysterious god.
Seeing a scene that completely destroyed all common sense until now, one would have been overcome with a sense of despair and defeat.
However, this time it is a whopping 100,000.
Even if the Kunlun sect’s elder who wrote the war record was obsessed with fear, it was clear that there would not be much of a difference if the army was large enough to recall the 100,000 demons of the past.
‘and… … ‘Someone I know may be among them.’
Despite the brief encounter, an unforgettable face suddenly passes before my eyes.
Grand mage.
No, a great magician.
Although I wasn’t sure, I already felt it instinctively.
She survived persistently, and if so, she would definitely be in Cheonghae by now.
‘If Cheonghae collapses, then it will be out of control.’
It’s not just because it’s a request.
The situation in Gansu, which we managed to protect this time, was not much different from Cheonghae.
The world is one huge dam, and what causes a dam to collapse is small cracks and gaps caused by them.
‘I need time. Time to think about a better way and stop them without causing more damage.’
An oncoming headache.
But this time too, time was not on my side.
To be exact, a system, not time.
‘log out.’
I carefully replayed it in my mind, hoping that something might happen, but the system’s response that came back soon after was calm and cool.
Beep beep.
– [Logout] is not possible.
“… … Damn it.”
For a moment, my attention was focused on the profanity that came out instinctively, but I didn’t pay any attention to it.
No, it was such a shitty situation that I couldn’t pay attention.
‘Why on earth?’
I have already spent several months alone in Moorim, and have overcome the crisis of life and death several times.
However, the system suddenly locked the door and did not open it.
It only blocked the only door back to modern times, forcing new quests and harsh realities.
Just like a few days ago, when the long and brutal battle at Daeseolsan Mountain was concluded.
Even at this very moment.
– The ongoing linked quest, [To Cheonghae Castle] has not been completed yet!
Wow.
Looking at the hologram window floating in the air, I reflexively swallowed the swear words that wanted to come out.
And fortunately among misfortunes, I opened my mouth by cursing the system that had given me a clue as the title of a new quest.
To a crazy person who was dozing off like a sick chicken alone in this serious situation.
“You said you would guide me, right?”
“Yes?”
Only then did the great man open his eyes, wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth and open his mouth in a sleepy voice.
“Well, I guess so… … So, have you decided where to go?”
“yes.”
I straightened my back and looked around.
At this moment, the place where everyone, including me, stopped for a moment was a place called the Qilian Mountains, and at the end of the mountain range we reached after several days of travel, a new land was waiting.
An unfamiliar yet dangerous land called Cheonghae.
“let’s go.”
At my soft words, people stood up with their eyes shining.