Chapter 444: The Sun-Setting Banner (6)
Even the seemingly serene Rider’s Blade Stance could become a deadly combat posture in the hands of Ipwang Fortress’s Violet Lord.
Though Jeong Yeon-shin stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his divine sword hovered beside him, floating in midair. The sheer force emanating from it shook the ground, sending violent tremors up to the very peak of the pavilion.
Dust rose from the shattered roof tiles, cascading around him like mist.
Hoo...
Behind the silver mask, So Cheonmujuk’s eyes curved into crescent moons.
"I heard the rumors about Mount Hua, but you’ve grown even stronger since then."
There was no attempt to conceal admiration in the remark.
At the same time, the masked cult master casually extended his free hand—the opposite of the one holding Baek Mi-ryeo’s throat—in a placating gesture. A motion that, while appearing playful, revealed not the slightest vulnerability.
As expected of a supreme master of demonic arts, one who had refined their techniques to the level of transcendence.
So Cheonmujuk’s lips parted slightly.
"Wouldn’t it be better if you just stayed put?"
"......."