Chapter 459: Heavenly Motion (3)
Suddenly, So Cheonmujuk let out a quiet laugh from the side. Had she noticed the shift in Jeong Yeon-shin’s aura? Without hesitation, she turned her head.
[I wish the world would perish.]
The tip of her sharp nose brushed against Jeong Yeon-shin’s cheek. She completely disregarded the unspoken rules of martial etiquette, shattering the very notion of maintaining proper distance between warriors.
Like the Heavenly Demon of Chaos, as the Buddhist scriptures might describe, she whispered wickedly in his ear.
[Seeing how you’re trying to escape from here, I suppose you think differently?]
Jeong Yeon-shin kept his gaze fixed on the steel sword of Sambong Zhenren and finally spoke.
“Why should the world perish?”
[Because we are forced to live as dictated by the heavens. I was born with a talent I never asked for, and now, I’m fated to die young because of it.]
Whether they were ascended beings or still alive, it made no difference.
Gathered in this damp cave were three individuals, each possessing a level of talent rarely seen in history. The lingering darkness seemed to draw out their true thoughts.
Droplets of water dripped from an unseen stone wall. At last, the leader of the Ming Sect revealed her true intentions.
“And so?”