It was a moonlit night. Beyond the dust-laden wind of the wilderness, the faint clamor of Demon Clan masters spread. —Subdue the land…! Because a field of transcendent power had spread, even the voices of the strong were cut off in fits and starts.
Two Human Gods faced each other. The fact that Jeong Yeonshin had almost been discovered did not affect anything in the slightest. He could feel instinctively that the scene before him was unfolding exactly as it had in the past.
Everything was the same. For the War God, subjugating Emperor Geonreung had been a long-cherished wish. From Emperor Geonreung, a clear goal could be felt. …….
Emperor Geonreung stood tall. He looked as though he had added transcendence to his dragon robe. He seemed to stand alone in the vast wilderness.
If not for the War God, would he not have appeared to be the center of the world? The sage ruler of the palace, who had once dressed the young Jeong Yeonshin in a purple long robe. And now, the emperor who calmly stood upon the battlefield.
They were so different. Rather than the young Jeong Yeonshin having misjudged him back then, it was the degree to which Emperor Geonreung revealed himself that differed. Jeong Yeonshin thought.
‘His will was forged as solidly as the Great Wall. So much so that the plain seemed narrow….’