Chapter: 1008

Maybe he was feeling even more fear than before.

Everyone was in deep concern when the emperor, who had been silent, slowly opened his mouth.

“... Th... there will never be a change in the state religion until my time ends.”

‘!?’

A fact which no one could dispute.

Time passed quickly and a full month had passed since the day of the Dano festival.

News went around very fast.

It didn’t take long for the events in the Jin Castle to spread throughout the Jianghu.

Although they participated in the victory of the alliance, they were humiliated to the extent of being overpowered.

To hide this humiliation, they announced that the battle in the Jin Castle of Tongho was something that the Forces of Justice and the Demonic Cult’s alliance planned together to defeat the Forces of Evil and the Blade God Six Martial clan, but there was no way the truth could stay hidden.

The heads of multiple factions under Yulin had witnessed it with their very own eyes.

Chun Yeowun’s monstrous strength spread throughout all of Wulin, and the humiliation the Forces of Justice faced spread as well.

The Forces of Justice strongly denied it in Yulin, but the consequences that followed made it undeniable.

In a fortress of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

A middle aged man with short hair was drinking something while he was on the bed.

He was the former lord, Chun Yujong.

After months of staying in a coma, he finally woke up.

He was extremely skinny as he hadn’t moved for a long time, however the side effects had disappeared from his body and his lively spirit returned.

Gasp! Gasp!

“Kulkulkul, drink it slowly, Lord.”

Next to him, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes with an eye patch was seated. It has been three days since the former Lord has woken up.

However, he was extremely weak, and it took two days for Submeng to get permission to see him.

Submeng visited the former Lord from the day before and informed Chun Yujong about all that had happened.

Coincidentally, Chun Yujong’s memories after the battle with the Blade God Six Martial clans warriors were like shattered fragments. He could hardly remember anything from that day.

“Keep talking, Right Guardian.”

Chun Yujong wiped off the medicine he was drinking with his sleeve.

While Submeng continued talking.

“How far did I tell?”

“... Yeowun.. no, you were talking about the current Lord.”

Calling not himself, but Chun Yeowun as the Lord felt a little awkward for Chun Yujong.