"They will help us," Hing Wunja said.
"Huh? Wait, are you going to ask them to"
"No. We will use them as our shield and let them fight our enemy, while we return to Mudan Mountain with the Godly Doctor."
"Yes, Elder. That sounds like a plan."
Mu Jinja nodded in astonishment. He was concerned about Yeowun's group as much as the enemy outside, so this plan sounded very good. It didn't matter if Yeowun's group was from the current ally, the Demonic Cult.
At the same time, below the cliff. A sound of wind gushing from the movement filled the area. Within the darkness, a young man was moving quickly through with his sword. It was Chun Yeowun. He had been practicing sword formations for two hours already, but he was doing something entirely different from what he knew before.
The formation that continued smoothly suddenly came to a stop, and Yeowun's body shook. This resulted because the movements couldn't be connected flawlessly.