
"Be careful! There could have been aftershocks." so among others the Tang general exclaimed, "Leave the horse here, let's climb up."
Fifty people, more or less, walked after the Tang general who unhesitatingly stepped his feet near the Golden Goa hill that had just been struck by the earthquake. There was a landslide that was large enough to appear from a distance some people fell and buried under it.
Several soldiers had already tried to remind this general to go into the distance and check the situation for a few more days. But the general's answer was completely beyond anyone's expectations.
"Who knows there are survivors" he said casually as he changed his battle attire to lighter clothing. "What's wrong with transporting people?"
When it reached just below the cliff, these fifties with the Tang general were flabbergasted. Large rocks mixed with sand collapsed and formed a kind of mound. But they were able to see one or two hands or feet sticking out.
"You!" call general Tang while pointing at someone. The man quickly approached, "Tell the troops guarding the surroundings, bring another fifty men to evacuate the area."
"Good!" the man hurriedly left again to inform him.
General Tang observed the mound for a moment, then walked up to the mound. "Let's go, we'll see what's up there."
After the creation of a mound that had somehow buried how many people it was, the journey to the top of the Golden Goa hill became much easier. Although it is said to be a little difficult in some parts because they have to creep on the roots of the trees, but it is still good enough as long as the field is not towering sky-shaking.
Long enough they were exhausted climbing and finally the Tang general himself who arrived first at the top. He gulped with difficulty as soon as he saw what was presented before his eyes.
"This...Jeiji's army?" one of his men muttered as he approached one of the stones. Where the boulder had smashed the human body underneath, it was visible from a pool of blood that was quite a lot. From under the rock, he raised a war flag embroidered with foreign inscriptions.
"How do I read it? Why do you know this from Jeiji?" a friend said after approaching.
"That's a kanji" said General Tang who had been standing there since. This middle-aged man crouched down to observe more closely, "I don't know how to read it, but unmistakably this is what's called the kanji script. The writings of the Jeiji people."
"General!!" someone called out to. The general looked over and approached.
"What's wrong?"
"Look!" the officer said while pointing up. More precisely to some weapons that stuck in the cracks of landslide rocks. "Wasn't that the weapons of the Midnight Wolf captives back then?"
Tang Lin's eyes were not blind, it was still very clear. He was also shocked to know that the Blood Sword and the Black Iron Wand of World King Silat's legacy were in this place. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be true.
"Climp! Climb and take. We have to return it to the original owner. Now it was clear, the army of Midnight Wolves was fighting Jeiji!"
Some people helped each other to climb the stone wall. Others do the checking around. Roll up the stones only to find a human corpse that is no longer shaped.
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Sung Han opened his eyes slowly, a little afraid to see if not a long time later he would see a figure who had been called the angel of death.
But once the eyes were fully opened, he felt a stifling darkness. When trying to move, the pain radiates throughout the body as if all his veins had just been twisted and squeezed. He groaned and dropped his head again in an outstretched position.
But the young man was able to breathe. This extreme pain and exhaustion is clear evidence that he is still alive.
He moved his head trying to look around. But all that was seen was a dim light. But after a long time trying to understand the situation, he seems to be in a cave.
There was no other choice, Sung Han was only able to collapse while looking at the ceiling which was only dominated by black. Except for those yellowish spots that I don't know what they are. Seen from below, both the ceiling and the yellow spots are nothing more than stones.
I don't know how long it's been and Sung Han feels more and more sore by continuing to fall. He forced his body to move and sat up. It was only then that he could look around her more clearly.
May he be in one place in the middle of nowhere, whether in the world or in another, in the form of a large circular room, all of which are made up of stones. With a flat base as if it had been polished by someone.
"Strade..."
This sudden voice awakened Sung Han's instincts and spontaneously he got up on his feet. But because it was not strong, he staggered and fell down again.
"Strade...."
After all, he was not in a place he was familiar with. coupled with such a wounded body, if anyone came as an opponent, where could he possibly be able to defend himself? Even the way out he doesn't know.
"Krieett...."
It sounded like the door was opened. Surprisingly Sung Han felt familiar with that voice. But because of his current state of being truly grave, he ignored this oddity and continued to kneel with his hands holding his stomach. His eyes kept glancing here and there.
"Don't be afraid young man.you're safe."
The creepy sound like the voice of a demon was coming from behind. Then followed by a gentle clap of a rough hand on his head. Sung Han snorted and automatically jumped forward. Roll over, then rise again looking sharply.
"Ugh..." Sung Han choked before spewing out fresh blood.
"Don't move too much, your body is weak" said the voice again. Following the sound of his footsteps getting closer.
Sung Han tried to look, a little blurry. But over time it became clear. He looked surprised when he knew who was standing in front of him, whether he should feel happy or sad.
"If senior is here, would you help me?" Sung Han had already clasped both hands together to pay his respects while bowing his head.
Tok Ciauw nodded and retorted. "True, I pulled you to a secret place as soon as the boulder was about to smash your head. You fainted first."
Sung Han was a little embarrassed by this fact.
"If you can tell, where am I currently?" Sung Han asked.
Tok Ciauw did not immediately reply, he looked around for a while, "Oh, there are many rooms and passageways with similar shapes around here. I don't know which part we're in either."
Sung Han wanted to clap the person's head if only he did not remember his position. Then he just shut up.
"But take it easy, we're not lost. Although I do not memorize the confusing hallways in this place, but believe me there is no such thing as a forked hallway. So if we go down the aisle, there's probably only two. If not a dead end, of course meet the intersection road that becomes a branch of the main hallway. Well, you don't have to worry."
"You said there's no branching road!!" of course, this critical speech only spoke in Sung Han's heart.
"Sit down." said Tok Ciauw, "I'll treat you."
Sung Han just complied and sat down cross-legged. Then Tok Ciauw as fast as lightning had stood behind him and stuck a hand onto Sung Han's shoulder. Warm air flowed into Sung Han's body and this young man quickly accepted to cultivate it.
A few minutes later, the treatment managed to reach the final stage and Sung Han's body felt so light. But suddenly, Tok Ciauw's hand had already pressed his crown. If it moves just as easily, the hand can immediately penetrate it.
"Eh....?" Sung Han was confused and became clumsy.
"Sung Han, the young swordsman who has power as high as the sky, I want you to swear!" said Tok Ciauw really.
Sung Han gulped, only able to nod. Like an automatic movement based on horror.
"This is the secret place of the Golden Goa. No one is allowed to come here except for the teacher's students. You've come in here, then...."
Sung Han was wide-eyed, his face pale.
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...A Pair of Eclipse Swords...
...Part 4: Invasion of the Jeiji Empire...
...Done it...
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