Chapter 212: Chapter 212
The first thing Man Hu-ryang had to do was to grasp the situation of the Hunan Dan Family.
However, because it was a situation where he could not easily have his subordinates approach, judging the situation from as far away as possible and obtaining minimal information was everything.
Man Hu-ryang, whose nerves had been extremely sensitive due to the figures of the Hunan Dan Family not showing themselves recently, sighed at his subordinate’s reply.
“In the end, all the children died?”
“There is no mistake.”
Was the order to observe from a bit closer wrong? He felt uneasy as it seemed he had only lost precious subordinates.
However, he learned one fact from this.
“It is quiet, but there is no doubt they are there.”
“Yes, people wearing the masks of the Gentleman Sword and Marten Group appeared near Yueyang and Changsha. Just as the Commander-in-Chief said, the head of the Hunan Dan Family was not seen, but…”
“Hmm,” Man Hu-ryang sighed.
It was indeed strange that the man named Dan Woo-hyun was not seen. However, because his range of energy detection was so wide, even monitoring him was not easy.
He had to be satisfied just by finding out that they were still there.
“Anything else special?”
“It seems the Black Wind Demon God will move soon.”
“Is he finally planning to move?”
Man Hu-ryang smirked.
The Black Wind Demon God’s movement was slower than expected.
He was someone who should have turned the Central Plains upside down already, but perhaps because the shock from being defeated by the Blood Demon was great, he did not show himself easily.
Of course, if he went wild even now, that would be thankful in its own way.
“I understand. You may dismiss. If anything happens, report it immediately. Also, do not neglect the monitoring of the Hunan Dan Family.”
“Yes!”
Watching the retreating subordinate, Man Hu-ryang let out a small sigh. He rose from his seat holding his teacup and looked outside.
The beautiful mountain landscape came into view.
The sight of countless people moving here and there was also visible.
Every single one of them was a renowned master.
There would probably be no organization anywhere in the Central Plains that gathered this many masters. Even if it were the Demonic Cult, if he only led those present here, it would be possible to annihilate them in a single night.
Sip.
He drank his tea and wore a strange smile.
‘Now, let us dedicate this world to our Lord once more.’
The appearance of the Black Wind Demon God would be the signal flare for that.
* * *
Misfortune always visited without warning.
Dokgo Mun, the First Elder of the Demonic Cult, was leisurely sipping his tea just like any other time.
Although it was a pity that the Pyojin Sect collapsed, it did not affect him just because such a weak sect fell.
It only slightly reduced his minor source of pocket money.
Originally, the power he possessed lay within this Demonic Cult.
Just looking at his position as the First Elder of the Demonic Cult, he was already an existence with nothing to fear.
‘All that is left is the Black Wind Demon God… If only that fellow would die…’
He burst into laughter as he thought about how nice it would be if Sa Do-hak suddenly appeared and they both destroyed each other.
If by any chance such a thing actually happened, the position of the Heavenly Demon would fall into his hands.
He would stand at the peak of the Demonic Cult.
It had been his dream since childhood, but because he was repeatedly frustrated by the massive existence of Sa Do-hak, he wanted to achieve it even more.
Although he knew he could never defeat those two with strength, there was nothing he could not achieve if he used his head that much.
‘I should use the conflict with the Orthodox Sect.’
He grinned and formulated plans one by one in his head.
Although it was regrettable that the Sword Emperor, one of the Five Emperors, had disappeared, the Beggar Emperor still remained, and they were highly likely to cause enough trouble for the Black Wind Demon God.
Thump, thump!
Just then, for some reason, the outside became extremely noisy.
Dokgo Mun frowned and raised his head.
“What is going on?”
A dignified voice flowed from his mouth.
Soon, the door burst open.
A subordinate whose face was deathly pale was seen panting for breath.
“Huff… huff…”
“Did I not ask what is going on?”
“Please flee quickly!”
“What?”
Fleeing all of a sudden?
Feeling that something was wrong, he sprang up from his seat, pushed the subordinate aside, and went outside.
There was strength overflowing in the footsteps of the one who could be called the current second-in-command of the Demonic Cult.
He did not know what had happened, but it was an expression of confidence that no matter what kind of accident occurred, he could resolve it unless the Black Wind Demon God had come.
The moment he stepped outside.
Slash!
Suddenly, he felt a floating sensation.
Soon, the moment the massacre unfolding before his eyes entered his field of vision, his mind was sucked into the distant darkness.
Thud!
Spurt!
Blood erupted from the headless body. The twitching body soon collapsed in vain and rolled on the floor.
In front of it stood Namgung Cheon, wearing a pure white mask.
The countless corpses visible around were the carnage he had created.
Dokgo Mun, who could be called a renowned powerhouse and the second-in-command even in the Demonic Cult.
Everyone looked at his death with astonished eyes.
“He is an absurd fellow, just as he was in the past. How little must he have trained to not even be able to read my presence?”
Right before Namgung Cheon clicked his tongue and turned around, he swung his sword once more.
The sword wind that extended with a flash sliced through something.
“Argh!”
The body of the subordinate who had run to inform Dokgo Mun was split in two, spraying blood.
However, Namgung Cheon did not pay even a sliver of attention.
Since the Demonic Cultists who were still alive were his opponents.
“I have no grudge against you all… but just think of it as bad luck. In life, there are days like this, and days like that.”
Namgung Cheon chuckled and raised his sword. At that moment, a momentum that raged like a storm heavily weighed down all directions.
Those who survived held their swords even as their bodies trembled with fear.
It was a resolve that they would never die easily.
“Die!”
“Tsk tsk… only your spirit is commendable.”
* * *
In the Demonic Cult, there was a pavilion where elders and guardians gathered.
Although the First Elder Dokgo Mun did not get along well with them, the remaining Second to Fifth Elders and guardians met often to talk and build friendship with one another.
The surrounding security was always airtight.
As they were the elders and guardians leading the Demonic Cult, they had no choice but to pay attention to their escort, and every single one of them was an elite counted among the best in the Demonic Cult.
Those gathered drank alcohol and embraced courtesans.
Although they feared the rule of the Black Wind Demon God, it was true that the atmosphere was somewhat relaxed compared to when Sa Do-hak or Dongfang Gu was around.
As long as they bowed their heads well in front of him, the Black Wind Demon God did not particularly care what his subordinates did.
If it were when Sa Do-hak or Dongfang Gu was present, playing around with courtesans in broad daylight would have been unimaginable.
“Haha, but is it alright for us to stay like this? There was an order from Lord Black Wind Demon God…”
“Since we have deployed the kids, it should not matter. Isn’t it just that a nameless sect got annihilated? There is no need for us to step forward.”
They burst into loud laughter.
These people knew the power of the Demonic Cult better than anyone. Therefore, they believed that whatever happened, they would be able to resolve it safely.
Besides, would a crazy person attempt a head-on clash with the Demonic Cult?
The Orthodox Sect, which was their greatest adversary, was split in two and in crisis, so there were no longer any who could be called opponents of the Demonic Cult.
That belief actually drove them into a corner.
“Ugh!”
“Argh!”
At the sound that suddenly drifted in, the expressions of the elders who were drinking stiffened.
They turned their eyes with expressions of not understanding why human screams were heard in a place like this.
The guardians dissipated the alcohol with their internal energy and cautiously gripped the weapons they had kept by their sides.
Crack!
The sound of human bones crushing was heard.
What followed was faint but definitely someone’s groan.
Watching that area, they saw the guards who had been watching the surroundings collapse one by one in an absurd manner.
And at the center of it was a person wearing a black mask.
Whoosh!
One of the guardians threw his saber toward the person.
A fierce and heavy momentum was gathered as if to split the body in a single strike.
However, even while watching the fiercely approaching saber, the black-masked man, Sa Do-hak, did not stop taking the lives of the surrounding guards.
Soon, at the moment the saber drew right before his nose.
He lightly extended his foot.
Clang!
Along with a metallic sound, the kicked saber flew toward its owner. The startled guardian quickly reached out to grab the saber again.
At that moment.
Slash!
“Urgh!”
The saber severed the guardian’s hand, then went right through his body.
Nevertheless, due to the remaining force, it sliced the pillar of the pavilion behind him and lodged deeply into the floor.
“What… in the world…?”
Watching the guardian die while spraying blood, the elders and the remaining guardians jumped up from their seats. They realized that their opponent was by no means an ordinary person.
“Who are you?”
“Who am I?”
A hollow laugh escaped Sa Do-hak’s mouth.
They were not particularly people he trusted like Dongfang Gu.
He had thought of them as small fry who would stab him in the back if they saw an opening at any time under any circumstances.
However, seeing them in this state, he even felt a sense of skepticism about the Demonic Cult.
To the point where he now felt ashamed of the fact that he was a Demonic Cultist.
He could not feel any spirit of a martial artist at all from the elders or guardians before his eyes right now.
They were just like wealthy ruffians who wielded their power and enjoyed pleasures.
What was the difference between these fellows’ appearance now and those Orthodox Sect bastards who acted clean in front but played tricks behind the scenes?
‘To think the Demonic Cult has rotted this much.’
Was Dongfang Gu protecting a place like this all by himself?
He realized too late that it was himself, not Dongfang Gu, who should have educated them from the highest place.
Thinking about that, anger needlessly welled up within him.
Sa Do-hak looked at the wary elders and smiled.
“Who am I, you ask?”
“You rascal! How dare you, do you know where this is!”
Watching the elder raising his voice, Sa Do-hak sighed. He was an idiot who did not know his place and lacked even the eyes to read people.
Sa Do-hak slowly reached for his mask.
Soon, the mask was slowly removed, and as if even the flow of air had stopped in an instant, everyone froze stiff and could not move.
“Gasps…!”
“H-How…”
He had gone missing with no trace to be found, and even Dongfang Gu had not opened his mouth to the end.
Thus, they only thought he had suffered a severe internal injury from the Black Wind Demon God, or had already died.
Such a person was standing fine right before them.
Watching those who were too surprised to even speak properly, Sa Do-hak smiled fiercely.
From his body, thick black demonic energy began to billow like crazy.
“You must be prepared?”
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