We Attack The Murim Alliance

Those who made it out of the lake collapsed to the ground.
Even though the battle was over, its intensity still lingered.
That was how fierce the battle had been.
It was different from fighting other martial artists.
The martial artists catching their breath exchanged awkward looks.
They had cooperated during the battle, but they were enemies.
Yet they could hardly point their weapons at one another now.
At that moment, someone was the first to extend a hand.

“Since we fought side by side, let us at least exchange names. I am Jeok Oh of the Radiant Cloud Sect.”
“…The Radiant Cloud Sect?”

The martial artist’s expression...