Chapter 587: Northern Emperor’s Castle (2)
It was a plain filled with white light.
“Damn it.”
Tae Yeom-ryong, stabbed by a sword, lay sprawled out in a large X shape, while four black garments whipped through the air, surrounding Jeong Yeon-shin.
All of their long robes were streaked with a faint ochre dust. Traces of desperate footwork and urgent lightness technique.
Master Cheongmyeong of Bright Wing.
Master Hak So-seon of the Radiant Blade Squad.
Master Han Cheol-mok of Changcheon.
Suncheon Lord Namgung Hwa-shin.
“......”
People who never should’ve gathered here had come together—and yet Jeong Yeon-shin, the one who’d issued the summons, stood there blankly.
No one minded.
The Masters’ refined internal techniques were already scanning the traces of divine techniques imprinted on the young commander’s body.