Returning to Mount Hua with Gubong and Cheonma seemed like the most logical choice for now. There wasn’t anywhere else pressing to go, and things had gone more smoothly than anticipated, making it unnecessary to stay any longer.

I would have to return eventually, anyway.

Click.

I felt the small plaque rattling in my pocket.

It was the item given to me by the leader of that so-called Black Sect.

He’d said that with it, coming and going from Yahwol Palace would be much easier.

Even just having this was a considerable gain. More importantly, it symbolized that they were willing to listen to what I had to say.@@novelbin@@

“At least the first step went well.”

Using Gubong had been an effective strategy to establish a foundation. I had suspected some connection between him and the nobility, and as it turned out, Gubong did have a significant backstory.

“But that’s that.”

The unexpected part was elsewhere.

“The leader of that place…”

The so-called White Sect’s leader, Baek Wol or whatever his name was, couldn’t hold a candle to this man.

“Strong.”

The way he concealed his presence, obscured his surroundings, and projected illusions was remarkable. But it wasn’t just that—the man I faced directly was far stronger than I had anticipated.

“I couldn’t get a clear read on him.”

How strong was he?

How much power was he hiding?

I couldn’t gauge it at all, which only meant one thing:

He was incredibly powerful. The sharp gaze in his eyes and the overwhelming aura he exuded were no ordinary signs.

If it had come to a fight to the death...

“Hmmm…”

Even imagining it, I couldn’t predict the outcome.

It meant I couldn’t be sure if I would win or lose.

“Definitely different from Baek Wol.”

With Baek Wol, it felt like I only needed to wait until nightfall to gain an advantage.

But with this one, he already felt dangerous even before night had descended.

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