Chapter: 969
Naeng Chushim said,
�How about stepping down for now. If we choose to proceed, the sacrifices will increase even more.�
�We can�t. We�ve already made a lot of sacrifices. If we step back now, it�s better if we didn�t start this at all.�
�But��
�How many troops are left in the headquarters?�
�Eighty outside disciples.�
�Gather them all in.�
�But that would leave the main sect empty.�
�It�s the same with them. We have to win here. Even if we leave Dead Forest now, there would be no place for the Bamboo Sea Clan to stay any more.�
Yeo Hwa-young was adamant.
Naeng Chushim realized that he couldn�t change her mind. Yeo Hwa-young�s determination will not change no matter what he says.
In any case, the clash with the Heavenly Silver Marketplace was unavoidable.
In the end, Naeng Chushim sent a letter through a carrier pigeon, summoning the Bamboo Sea Clan troops who had been waiting in the Dead Forest.
�Waah!�
�They are the Heavenly Silver Marketplace.�
�The Bamboo Sea Clan garbage has appeared.�
Riding the wind, the voices of people and the clash of weapons could be heard everywhere.
The original purpose of taking Gongbu from Mok Gahye has long since disappeared from people�s minds.
The Heavenly Silver Marketplace and the Bamboo Sea Clan�s warriors clashed, burning their hatred for each other.
As the warriors of opposing sides kill each other, the forest becomes what its name suggests,� a forest of the dead.
Pyo-wol raised his head and looked up.�
There was a thick scent of blood in the wind.
While coming here, he and his companions had already seen more than a hundred bodies.
All of them were warriors of the Heavenly Silver Marketplace and the Bamboo Sea Clan.
In some places, warriors of the Heavenly Silver Marketplace were dead, and in other places, warriors of the Bamboo Sea Clan were found.
Their bodies were horribly mutilated, and blood stained the floor red.
The degree of damage to their bodies was getting worse. It was proof that their hatred for each other deepened as the fight got longer.
�Lord Pyo!�
Wu Jang-rak approached Pyo-wol.
His face was as hard as a stone. He had never lost his composure in any case, but now he was.� JrNovels.com
�How about stepping down for now. If we choose to proceed, the sacrifices will increase even more.�
�We can�t. We�ve already made a lot of sacrifices. If we step back now, it�s better if we didn�t start this at all.�
�But��
�How many troops are left in the headquarters?�
�Eighty outside disciples.�
�Gather them all in.�
�But that would leave the main sect empty.�
�It�s the same with them. We have to win here. Even if we leave Dead Forest now, there would be no place for the Bamboo Sea Clan to stay any more.�
Yeo Hwa-young was adamant.
Naeng Chushim realized that he couldn�t change her mind. Yeo Hwa-young�s determination will not change no matter what he says.
In any case, the clash with the Heavenly Silver Marketplace was unavoidable.
In the end, Naeng Chushim sent a letter through a carrier pigeon, summoning the Bamboo Sea Clan troops who had been waiting in the Dead Forest.
�Waah!�
�They are the Heavenly Silver Marketplace.�
�The Bamboo Sea Clan garbage has appeared.�
Riding the wind, the voices of people and the clash of weapons could be heard everywhere.
The original purpose of taking Gongbu from Mok Gahye has long since disappeared from people�s minds.
The Heavenly Silver Marketplace and the Bamboo Sea Clan�s warriors clashed, burning their hatred for each other.
As the warriors of opposing sides kill each other, the forest becomes what its name suggests,� a forest of the dead.
Pyo-wol raised his head and looked up.�
There was a thick scent of blood in the wind.
While coming here, he and his companions had already seen more than a hundred bodies.
All of them were warriors of the Heavenly Silver Marketplace and the Bamboo Sea Clan.
In some places, warriors of the Heavenly Silver Marketplace were dead, and in other places, warriors of the Bamboo Sea Clan were found.
Their bodies were horribly mutilated, and blood stained the floor red.
The degree of damage to their bodies was getting worse. It was proof that their hatred for each other deepened as the fight got longer.
�Lord Pyo!�
Wu Jang-rak approached Pyo-wol.
His face was as hard as a stone. He had never lost his composure in any case, but now he was.� JrNovels.com
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