Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 923



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Side story 273. Bloody battle in the shadows (8)

Lee Cheon-sang opened his eyes wide.

‘Strong!’

Phage, phage, phage!!

Undiminished purple lightning spread out in all directions.

Surprisingly, the lightning did not cause any damage even though it passed through the building or people.

But Lee Cheon-sang could tell. The density of power contained in that lightning.

‘Much stronger than the sword of hell.’

As the deployed magic was cleared, the flowing lightning was also losing strength.

And yet, each and every ray of lightning contained a power greater than that of Hell, spread out in polarity. Even though it was only a fragment of power, it was so strong, and it had no effect on external objects.

Power can turn destructive at any time depending on the will of its owner, and can have an effect that is worse than a gentle breeze.

Even so, it is unbelievable that the master’s will is involved to this extent in a power that is nothing more than a wave of energy. It was truly an incredible level of internal energy management, a level that the current Lee Cheon-sang could not even look forward to.

‘The author… … .’

Lee Cheon-sang looked at the owner of the purple lightning as if possessed.

Although he was clearly well over eighty years old, he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. His shiny hair was roughly braided and he wore a small crown, and the majesty of the highest order and the ugliness of a back-alley thief strangely coexisted.

He was wearing trousers, but no top. He wore a black dragon robe with a purple tint like lightning over his upper body, which was filled with moderate muscle.

‘Jo Baek-cheon, the leader of the Cheonmasingyo sect at that time.’

hook!

A gust of hot wind passed across my face.

Lee Cheon-sang instinctively looked at Baek So-dam.

Baek So-dam, who was surprised, knelt down and bowed her head. However, she seemed to be free from this powerful presence, as she was only shocked and tense at the sudden appearance of the highest authority in the new religion.

‘Can’t you feel it?’

Wrong. It’s not that you’re free, it’s that you can’t feel it.

But Lee Cheon-sang could feel it. In the hot, swirling wind, the presence of a great demon.

‘He is incredibly strong. He is stronger than the White Bone Elder and even the Dark Night Demon, who is said to be the best among the Demon Kings!’

Wang In was a person who had sufficient skills to become a leader, although he had yielded to the previous leader.

However, the presence that Jo Baek-cheon was showing now was even greater than that of Wang In. The nature of the power was different, so the subtle differences were not discernible, but it was a level of inaction that even if two of the demon lords present attacked, they would not be able to guarantee victory.

‘It is a power that cannot be obtained through political maneuvering. The author is undoubtedly the greatest magician of his time.’

The pinnacle of the magical world of martial arts, with no equal in terms of strength, appearance, or presence.

One unique thing is that he wears a magnificent sword on his waist. It is impossible for someone who ascended to the position of Demon King with a pair of flesh palms to learn swordsmanship now.

Can’t you see Lee Cheon-sang, who is looking at him as if he is possessed?

Jo Baek-cheon continued speaking with a grin.

“I’ve said this before. The demon lords themselves are the pillars and foundation of the new religion. If such strong people clash, the religion will eventually lose its way.”

It wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t something I could completely accept.

The Demon King and the elders are undoubtedly the pillars of the Cheonmasin Church. However, the origin and end of the Cheonmasin Church is the leader. The leader is God, the law, heaven, and earth.

That is why the leader of the cult must live with a sense of responsibility that ordinary people cannot imagine. Since he is the one who can control the Cheonmasingyo with a single word or gesture, he has the ultimate freedom, but he cannot help but live a life of castration, like being imprisoned in a solitary cell.

In other words, it is the leader’s responsibility for Cheonmasingyo to proceed in the right direction, and it is also the leader’s fault for Cheonmasingyo to go down the wrong path.

It is not that the demon lords are losing their way because they are fighting each other, but rather that the biggest mistake lies with the cult leader who made the demon lords fight each other.

However, no one gathered here could discuss Jo Baek-cheon’s mistakes.

“By the way.”

Jo Baek-cheon tilted his head.

“Aren’t you happy to see me? Why is everyone staring at me like that? Oh, is it because of my appearance?”

At that moment, the king knelt down and opened his mouth.

“The King of the Holy Church, the Heavenly Demon, never dies. The first Demon King, Eumya, respectfully presents himself to the leader.”

Starting with the king, everyone knelt down.

“Gunrim Seonggyo! Cheonma Bulsa! Meet the leader!”

The deep magic energy swirled around in the voice that resonated loudly. The eight-character divine magic words uttered toward the cult leader resonated throughout the entire Hyulhon-gak.

Then, the sound of the Shinma Kyung-eo popped out again from various places in the Blood Soul Pavilion where the fire had broken out. They realized that the leader had come to this area, even though they did not know where.

It was an overwhelming sight.

Everyone kneels for the leader who came here without a single attendant.

Jo Baek-cheon, who was looking around with an unknown smile, suddenly saw a man standing on the roof.

He was none other than Yi Cheon-sang. Everyone was kneeling, but he was the only one who was looking down at Jo Baek-cheon as if possessed.

“Hoo.”

Jo Baek-cheon did not blame him for not kneeling.

Rather, he spoke with a surprised expression and his characteristically pleasant voice, as if he had not expected to see me in a place like this.

“It would have been hard to believe that Jinmagong had reached such a high level if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.”

Jo Baek-cheon’s smile deepened.

“So you are the disciple of the famous White Bone.”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes shook.

He could never have imagined that Jo Baek-cheon would know about him. Although he was someone who knew everything that happened on campus, he gave off a strong impression of being indifferent.

Surprisingly, Jo Baek-cheon immediately turned his gaze away from Lee Cheon-sang. He didn’t seem to care much about the fact that he didn’t kneel or recite the Divine Magical Scripture.

Rather, his actions seemed as if he had no interest in the person named Lee Cheon-sang.

It is a great skill, but it is not enough to capture the gaze of the absolute being. Even if he is a great genius, if it is not used right away, it is meaningless.

That was the man named Jo Baek-cheon. What was important was the present, and what was more important was his own future.

Jo Baek-cheon, who was looking at the kneeling minions, soon burst into laughter.

“I just came out for a drink, so wouldn’t it be embarrassing to receive such a grand greeting? Please get up and leave.”

Who would dare to reject that? Everyone stood up politely.

Jo Baek-cheon shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, they are just people with different personalities, but isn’t this a bit too much? The Blood Soul Hall is where the doctors who heal the body and the sick are. If you try to do something here, how many believers will lose their lives?”

The king bowed his head.

“This happened because of my lack of conviction. Please punish me.”

“It’s been over ten years since we last met, so how can you punish me first? At least you need to know why this situation happened before you can punish me or reward me.”

At that moment, Wu Hongbai hurriedly opened his mouth.

“There has been a detection of a rebellion by the Demon King, the Dark Night Demon King. Accordingly, the elite of the Guardian Law, led by me, and the Demon Lord Yeondeung… … .”

“What’s the evidence?”

“yes?”

Jo Baek-cheon chuckled.

“Are you trying to make me ask you this question twice?”

Wu Hongbai bowed his head again and said.

“Here, Jasodaema Yeondeung has been with the Yin Ya Shinma for a long time, and has come to realize that he is plotting a rebellion. Afterwards, he transferred the evidence regarding him to the court of appeal, and according to it, the Yin Ya Shinma is in collusion with external forces and has the audacity to… … .”

“The lantern brought evidence?”

“… … Yes.”

Jo Baek-cheon turned his gaze to Yeon-deung.

At that moment, Yeondeung felt as if dozens of poisonous snakes were wrapping around his entire body. He felt goosebumps even though their eyes hadn’t met.

“Is it true, lantern?”

If it was a vacancy, it was a vacancy, but they called him by his name, not his title or nickname. It was completely different from when they met Baekgolshinma, Baekheon, or Wangin.

If it was a religious sect, it would have been different, but since Jo Baek-cheon was also called a divine demon, he would have a tendency to look down on Yeon-deung, who was nothing more than a great demon. However, no matter how that may be, he should not call him by his subordinate’s name in front of everyone.

Unless your intention is to harass the lanterns.

“… … It’s true.”

The lantern was extremely cautious. It was understandable. He was the one who created the evidence, and it was also information that was fabricated without anyone knowing, but it took a lot of courage to say a lie that was not the truth in front of the cult leader.

Could that be why Yeondeung ended up saying useless things under the intense pressure?

“I simply present the evidence and reserve all judgment.”

If something like that really happened, it would be a firm ‘fact’ under any circumstances.

I would have just said that and ended it.

The very act of talking unnecessarily long was tantamount to instilling doubt in oneself. In fact, after finishing speaking, Yeon-deung immediately realized his mistake and his face turned pale.

“Really? Is that true?”

“… … .”

“But what if it’s not true?”

“I am… … .”

“If by any chance that the evidence was fabricated by someone, then the Great Guardian Law should also take off its clothes since it has spread its net to the whole world.”

“… … !”

“Furthermore, the fact that they artificially fabricated a betrayal, which was a shocking incident to all of the church, is contributing to the misery of the lives of the followers. Should I really forgive such people?”

The lantern bit its lip.

He still didn’t know what kind of person the leader was. No, no one would know the leader’s true identity.

But listening to the leader now, it seemed like he already knew how this happened.

‘Crazy! Why on earth is the cult leader here!’

For the past several years, the leader has not left the shrine and has been watching the cult run into chaos.

They even turned a blind eye to Heo Seong-gwan’s corruption and abuse of power, and when the demon kings rose up and demanded that Heo Seong-gwan be brought down, they even gave them permission to do as they pleased.

In other words, the leader had no interest in the Cheonmasingyo. The reason the Cheonmasingyo was in shambles was also because of that.

But why did the leader appear at this time? Yeondeung really didn’t dare to think that the leader would appear here.

A lantern that says nothing.

Jo Baek-cheon’s eyes, looking at the lanterns, began to grow colder.

“Lantern.”

“… … Yes, Master.”

“If you don’t make a decision, then there’s no reason to contribute to this matter right now. And yet, you came here to chase after the king with the Great Guardian Law.”

“… … !!”

“Did the Great Guardian ask for your help?”

It’s the end.

I panicked under the pressure from the leader and made unexpected slips of the tongue. I felt like there was no way out.

When the lantern’s two eyes turn dark.

“Yes.”

Unexpectedly, Wu Hongbaek stepped forward.

“I asked you to do it. I thought I couldn’t catch the Dark Spirit Demon by myself… … .”

“Why didn’t you report it to me?”

“… … !”

“Isn’t that the first thing? Huh? The Great Law.”

The corners of his mouth went up from side to side, and Jo Baek-cheon’s smile was like that of a ghost.

“I didn’t know the distance from the court to the main shrine was that far. Isn’t that right, Mu Hong Baek?”