Chapter 592: Gathering the Night Sky (1)
Most of the missions in Ipwang Fortress mean that failure is death. Those who are still alive in the Black Class have achieved countless successes.
"..."
The place where Jeong Yeon-shin had disappeared.
The King's Inner Chamber.
There were circles filling the four sides: the ceiling, the two walls, and the floor.
The formations were filled with chaotic symbols and strange patterns from the ancient era. These were the formations that the Mystic Master had referred to as "the Quiet."
The essence of the formation was clear. It had extinguished all signs of life within the chamber. She had subdued Shin So-bin and prepared the wide-range shifting technique.
Death in the martial world comes suddenly, without warning.
At this moment, the Black Class members of the Shin Sword Corps experienced failure like death. Now they had no choice but to leave everything to Jeong Yeon-shin’s fate.
Swoosh—
The words etched into the bedding mocked them. Strong winds from the broken windows and walls rushed in, slowly pushing the ash away.
This was a space filled only with exceptional individuals.