“......” 

Yeoam gulped. 

A person who ascended to the realm of Shangri-La instead of staying as a legend in the world—the Sword Immortal maintained a mental state that was as serene as a polished mirror thanks to his deep cultivation. However, he can't help but feel flustered right now, no matter how rarely he felt that way.

The variables were too numerous. 

A realm that had been repeatedly fortified with the power of law to reflect on the past and gain insight into the future—it was difficult to sit by and watch as new uninvited guests came one after another to the ‘sealed place of the yeouiju,’ which had avoided even the senses of the gods. 

[It is your karma for not being able to leave the world and abandoning compassion. It wasn’t like you didn’t predict the current situation, but you should’ve prevented the ‘oral traditions.’] 

A place that King Sobyeol couldn’t find—Hwang Gildong found this place purely through oral traditions: a story that had literally been passed down from mouth to mouth. Even the stories that were treated as folktales and ignored by civilians were treated seriously by the Chivalrous Robbers. Everything had to be thorough in order to protect the people. 

Thanks to this, Hwang Gildong was able to guide Kraugel to this...