Chapter 210: Chapter 210

Sa Do-hak.

He had always been the best and the strongest.

From his childhood, when he entered the Demonic Cult and began learning martial arts, he had never fallen behind anyone, and he had no intention of losing to anyone.

He was always aloof, and for that reason, he was always a loner.

He did not associate with others, nor did he try to converse with them. No one even dared to approach Sa Do-hak, who was always called the strongest.

Because they feared his power.

The one who pulled him up and placed him at the very top of the Demonic Cult was Dongfang Gu.

Although there was a significant age difference to the point where they could not be called friends, Dongfang Gu led him and pushed him with the things Sa Do-hak lacked, virtually ruling the Demonic Cult.

Everyone called Sa Do-hak the king, but Sa Do-hak himself did not think so.

Because the practical ruler of the Demonic Cult was Dongfang Gu.

Sa Do-hak was fully satisfied just by being able to clash with the strong of the Martial World from the highest seat.

He considered himself not to have the vessel to rule over anyone, and he had no desire to do so at all.

Dongfang Gu was his right hand and like family to him.

He trusted him more than anyone, and Dongfang Gu was outstanding beyond comparison to anyone else.

That was why he was here in front of this place now.

In this tiny village, there was a sect.

The Pyojin Sect.

It was a place protected by Dokgo Mun, the First Elder of the Demonic Cult, but just by looking at its location “outside, not inside,” one could tell that its strength was not exceptional.

In the past, it was a place that fought over rights and interests with the Dongfang Clan, but due to Dongfang Gu’s rise, its power gradually weakened.

However, now that Dongfang Gu had disappeared, merely receiving the protection of Dokgo Mun allowed them to enjoy power no different from an emperor in this village.

Moreover, if one held that much power in their hands, it was only natural to try to remove an eyesore immediately.

Standing in front of the Pyojin Sect, Sa Do-hak cracked his body to warm up.

Seeing him suddenly approach and warm up his body, the gatekeepers guarded with strange expressions.

“What kind of bastard are you?”

They threatened, shouting sharply.

Since the approaching figure was unusual, they instinctively guarded themselves. However, Sa Do-hak narrowed the distance more and more without a word.

At his relentless steps, the gatekeepers grabbed their swords.

However, Sa Do-hak did not stop, and eventually, unable to hold back, one gatekeeper swung his sword.

Swish!

A single sword thrust out rapidly.

Those who did not know martial arts would not have even seen the trajectory of the sword.

The gatekeeper, who intended to cut Sa Do-hak down in a single blow, could not close his mouth at the situation that unfolded before his eyes and gaped.

The blade did not touch Sa Do-hak’s body.

As if something was holding it, it stopped in mid-air and could not move forward.

“Get out of the way.”

Before long, Sa Do-hak spat out a cold word and reached out his hand.

Boom!

The gatekeeper’s body flew away with a massive impact. The gate shattered with a roar, and the gatekeeper who flew away crashed into the outer wall of the building.

Crash!

“Wh… What…!”

Thud!

The moment another gatekeeper tried to shout, Sa Do-hak’s fist struck his neck.

Crack!

With the sound of breaking bone, the man’s body collapsed.

“What is going on?!”

Voices of people could be heard from inside.

Members of the Pyojin Sect showed themselves from all over.

The sight of nearly a hundred members gathering in an orderly fashion was truly grand, but Sa Do-hak did not even blink an eye while looking at those many martial artists.

Step, step.

Looking intently at those who flocked without saying a single word, he slightly moved his foot.

Crash!

With a single kick, the ground broke and fragments splattered upward. They shot out in all directions like hidden weapons.

Thud, thud, thud!

“Arrgh!”

“Urgh!”

Groans erupted and screams were rampant.

Those whose entire bodies were pierced collapsed while vomiting blood.

“Die!”

At the sight of a member running and shouting, a fishy sneer hung on Sa Do-hak’s lips.

He grabbed the incoming sword with his bare hand and pulled.

The member was pulled helplessly, and Sa Do-hak’s fist struck his face.

Crack!

As he threw the sword he held in his hand, it pierced the chests of the members rushing from behind one after another.

“Urgggh…!”

He slowly moved his steps again.

Every time he took a step, the terrified members took two or three steps back, widening the distance.

“W… What is that human…!”

“Who on earth is he to…”

Voices swept by fear could be heard here and there.

Even the sect leader and his family, who were watching the situation, trembled, unable to properly comprehend the situation that had unfolded.

Was this overwhelming power truly a martial arts prowess that a human could possess?

It had not even been fifteen minutes since the enemy invaded, but already more than thirty members lay dead.

It was a tremendous divine power that even Dokgo Mun, the First Elder of the Demonic Cult, could not show.

“W… Which senior are you? What on earth did we do wrong…”

The sect leader barely opened his mouth while trembling. The figure of Sa Do-hak slowly approaching looked like the Grim Reaper to him.

“You bastards have no sin.”

Thud!

Sa Do-hak swung his fist as he spoke.

He crushed a face with a single blow and swept the surroundings with a gesture of his hand. The members, unable to resist even once, were just waiting for their turn to die.

“But I do not like it.”

“Wh… What… Urgh!”

The sect leader, who was muttering as if he could not understand, shut his mouth in an instant.

It was because Sa Do-hak’s figure blurred for a moment, and before he knew it, he appeared in front of his eyes.

Sa Do-hak’s outstretched hand grabbed the sect leader’s neck.

The members standing around were startled and pointed their swords, but no one came close.

That was how overwhelming Sa Do-hak’s power was.

“Long ago, there were many times I wanted to trample and eliminate you insignificant bastards.”

“Urgh…”

“But that guy stopped me. That is why you bastards could keep your breath and live until now.”

At Sa Do-hak’s words, the sect leader’s eyes went wide.

A figure came to the sect leader’s mind.

At the same time as he thought of him, the face of another person was drawn.

The face of the being whom all Demonic Cultists looked up to.

“Sa… Sa… Sado…”

Goosebumps broke out all over his body.

Although it was not visible due to the mask, looking at those eyes, it was certain.

Long ago, when all Demonic Cultists gathered and knelt before him, the gaze he caught a glimpse of.

The one who stood aloof alone, placing everyone below him.

The apex of the hundred thousand demonic path and the one called the Demonic Emperor.

Sa Do-hak.

‘Why is he here?’

Crack!

“Urgh!”

Sa Do-hak snapped his neck as if there was nothing more to see. Confirming that the sect leader’s body went limp, he threw it away relentlessly.

At his action, which was like throwing away trash, the family members of the Pyojin Sect could not hide their horror.

“A… Aaaack!”

The members who engraved all those sights in their eyes let out screams and began to flee in all directions. It was no longer important who the opponent was.

Just a monster who killed their sect leader in a single blow.

Only the sense of crisis that they would not preserve their lives if they stayed here longer remained in their heads.

However, there was no way they could escape.

Since the slaughter that began from the moment Sa Do-hak entered this place would only end when there was not a single living, breathing member of the Pyojin Sect left.

* * *

Dan Woo-hyun walked slowly.

In that place where even the wind had stopped, he moved following someone’s traces. Blood and flesh were scattered everywhere.

Seeing the tragic sight that made him reminisce about the past, he smiled slightly bitterly as he finally felt it was like the Martial World.

Step, step.

Heading to the most secluded place, a place like a prison appeared. Since there was no one guarding, he entered the place which was wide open.

A sickening smell that pricked the nose vibrated. However, without frowning even once, he slowly stepped inside.

Before long, he stopped at one place.

A person standing blankly, covered in blood all over his body.

In front of him, four people were tied to the wall while wearing shackles.

Two were women, one was a man, and one was an old man.

Having their heads drooped deeply, they did not even move.

They did not move even in the situation where flies clung to their entire bodies and all kinds of insects crawled on their bodies.

“Haha… They have already gone.”

Sa Do-hak laughed hollowly, looking at those four people. He thought he would be able to save them, but his thoughts were wrong this time too.

“At the very least… I wanted to save even their family…”

Sa Do-hak’s voice went down flat.

He wanted to save even that guy’s family. However, the heartless heaven did not allow even that.

At that time, Dan Woo-hyun approached and lightly reached out his hand.

Then, the shackles that bound the four people broke.

He lightly caught their bodies that collapsed forward. Although the rotten smell pricked his nose, there was still no change in his expression.

His touch was also very careful.

Like that, he slowly laid the four corpses straight.

“This is a gift from me.”

Dan Woo-hyun took out a bottle of liquor from his bosom. Placing it carefully by the side of the corpses, he looked at Sa Do-hak.

“Anger always ruins the body. Do not think foolish thoughts.”

“Are you telling me to stay still even after seeing this now?”

“I know that suppressing the killing intent is not everything. However, what remains after killing everyone?”

At Dan Woo-hyun’s sharp remark, Sa Do-hak’s eyes wavered greatly.

This world was the survival of the fittest.

The place that knew and followed that best was none other than the Demonic Cult.

A land of struggle where even Sa Do-hak, who was called the Demonic Emperor, did not know when he would be cast aside.

A place where the betrayal and violence of those trying to rise from below by any means were rampant.

Therefore, a force that had no choice but to be stronger than any organization in the Central Plains.

That was the Demonic Cult, and Sa Do-hak was the apex of such a Demonic Cult.

This also had to be accepted naturally.

“That guy called the Black Wind Demonic Demon… is he strong?”

“He must be strong.”

“That is fortunate.”

Grit!

Grinding his teeth, Sa Do-hak’s eyes gleamed.

It was a fierce gaze as if he would tear him apart right away if the Black Wind Demonic Demon were in front of his eyes.

Although it seemed he was not dominated by killing intent, the blade of revenge he harbored was sharper than ever.

Dan Woo-hyun turned his head and touched the corpses.

Whoosh!

An instantly burning flame began to consume everything. The fire demon that consumed all four corpses would soon burn down everything of the Pyojin Sect.

Before long, Sa Do-hak turned his back, and Dan Woo-hyun followed behind him.

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