Chronicles of the Demonic Cult Conversion

Chapter 145 : Chapter 145



Chapter 145 : Chapter 145

Chapter 145. Overthrowing the Righteous Heavenly Alliance Is the Priority.

“Annihilate them.”

“As you command.”

As soon as Man Yu-gang's order was given, the martial artists of the Rakshasa Troupe leaped over the walls of the Heavenly Killing Sect.

“……!”

By the time the martial artists of the Heavenly Killing Sect spotted the martial artists of the Rakshasa Troupe and were startled, it was already too late.

“……!”

The martial artists of the Rakshasa Troupe displayed a martial prowess like a flash of lightning, slaughtering all the martial artists of the Heavenly Killing Sect before they could even resist.

The martial power of the martial artists of the Rakshasa Troupe, one of the top-tier military groups of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, was at a level that the martial artists of an assassin sect could not dare to resist.

Piiik, piiiiiiik-!

Whistles echoed from all directions.

“Enemy!”

“Respond to the enemy attack swiftly!”

Martial artists of the Heavenly Killing Sect poured out from all directions, but it only amounted to adding more corpses.

“Ugh!”

“Aaargh!”

The resounding screams were solely the share of the martial artists of the Heavenly Killing Sect.

“Easy.”

Blood Qilin nonchalantly tore a martial artist of the Heavenly Killing Sect to shreds and made an indifferent face.

“This is the number one assassin sect under the heavens? Pfft.”

“It’s easier because it’s an assassin sect, isn’t it?”

Jin Cheon said as he pierced the heads of the fleeing martial artists of the Heavenly Killing Sect with the Soul-Chasing Finger Powerful Qi.

“They are specialized in stealth and ambushes rather than frontal confrontation, so it's bound to be easy.”

“Is that so? This is no fun. It's only fun to kill when there's the thrill of resistance.”

“From their perspective, they are resisting quite hard.”

“Is that so?”

“There will be a fun fight soon, so just bear with it for today.”

“Really? Can I trust you?”

“Yes.”

Jin Cheon answered forcefully with a confident tone.

“It will be really fun. I promise you.”

“If you put it that way, I can't help but get my hopes up!”

Blood Qilin's eyes flashed as if he was already excited.

‘Of course, it’ll be fun.’

Jin Cheon thought so.

The Demonic Prison was one of the most core locations managed by the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.

As such, the level of the martial artists guarding the Demonic Prison was high, and many renowned masters were also stationed there.

For the inherently aggressive martial artists of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, it would be a battlefield that anyone would enjoy.

“I’m going to catch the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader.”

Yeom Bi said so and launched himself towards the depths of the Heavenly Killing Sect.

“Will he be okay?”

“We’ll have to watch for now, won’t we?”

“Indeed. There’s no need to stop him when he himself is insisting on stepping up.”

“It’s not easy to dissuade a martial artist's competitiveness.”

“That damn competitiveness. Phew.”

Blood Qilin shook his head as if he couldn't be stopped.

“Did he catch a disease where he dies if he doesn’t fight for a day? Why do they like fighting so much?”

“Do you dislike fighting, Senior Brother?”

“Is that even a question? I like killing, not fighting.”

“……Isn’t that the same thing?”

“It’s strictly different. The purpose is different.”

“Ah, yes.”

Jin Cheon answered perfunctorily.

He couldn't understand what the difference was at all, but since he said so himself, there was no need to nag him about it.

“I hope Senior Brother Yeom will… the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader.”

Just then.

Kraaaaaash!

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble!

As a roar echoed, about a third of the pavilion collapsed.

And was that all?

Fwoosh, fwooooosh!

As if it had caught fire at some point, the pavilion was engulfed in flames and began to burn fiercely.

“……Ah.”

A sigh escaped from Jin Cheon's mouth.

He had given a command not to smash and burn, so what was this?

“What are you going to do if you smash and burn everything? Ugh.”

Jin Cheon covered his face and agonized.

“Phew. You fool. You should have expected it when Senior Brother Yeom stepped up. Senior Brother Yeom is a disaster himself. He doesn’t know how to do anything but smash and burn everything in sight.”

Blood Qilin chided Jin Cheon as if asking if he didn't even know that.

“That man is an incarnation of destruction.”

There was a reason why Blood Qilin said that.

Yeom Bi's actions were as savage as his blunt and rough personality.

To demand something delicate from him was absurd in the first place.

Furthermore, the Explosion Annihilation Art, the family martial art of the Demonic Armament Yeom Family that Yeom Bi had learned, was a martial art of immense pure yang, so simply deploying the art would often burn the surroundings.

The reason why an area would be scorched as if a fire demon had swept through it when Yeom Bi went on a rampage was also because of the Explosion Annihilation Art.

“I didn't think of this.”

Jin Cheon muttered as if in a daze.

He had repeatedly urged them not to smash or burn things for the purpose of collecting evidence that could prove the link between the Heavenly Killing Sect and the Righteous Heavenly Alliance, but he had never imagined that Yeom Bi would cause trouble.

***

Jin Cheon was dumbfounded, but Yeom Bi's choice was the right one.

“Keuk!”

A middle-aged man struggled to his feet from the rubble of the collapsed pavilion.

“To think you would blow up the building… cough!”

The middle-aged man coughed up blood and writhed in pain.

Because Yeom Bi had inadvertently blown away a third of the pavilion, he was caught in the aftermath and seemed to have suffered considerable serious injuries.

“To catch a rat, you have to set fire to its hole. To catch the leader of the number one assassin sect under the heavens, I can’t just blindly enter the pavilion.”

“Bastard……!”

As Yeom Bi spoke as if it were a matter of course, the middle-aged man expressed his admiration-filled anger.

Yeom Bi was not as simple-minded as others thought.

He had recognized beforehand that he was dealing with an assassin and had been wary, so instead of setting foot in the pavilion, he was able to choose to just smash it.

As a result, the middle-aged man inside the pavilion, the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader, was seriously injured, and his surprise attack on Yeom Bi was nullified.

In other words, he had prevented the most powerful and threatening attack that the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader could have launched.

“He's like a fox at times like this, isn’t he?”

“Indeed, he is. I was also impressed by Senior Brother Yeom’s judgment.”

It was to the point that even Jin Cheon and Blood Qilin, who were watching, had to re-evaluate Yeom Bi and acknowledge his decision.

“I am Yeom Bi, the Fourth Young Master of the Great Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.”

“Shadowless, you son of a bitch!”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader ground his teeth.

It was only a day ago that he had given the order to eliminate the special-grade assassin Shadowless.

But the Demonic Cult members had already raided?

Didn't this mean that Shadowless had betrayed them?

“The son of a bitch is you, not me.”

Shadowless refuted the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader's words.

“When I asked for retirement, you took the children hostage to threaten me, and in the end, you tried to kill me to silence me, didn’t you?”

“Th-that is.”

“In the end, you reap what you sow, so who is calling whom a son of a bitch?”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader could not offer a proper retort to Muyeomg's rebuttal.

It was the truth, after all; wasn't it the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader who had backstabbed Shadowless first?

Furthermore, Yeom Bi, who was right in front of him, was a more immediate concern than continuing a verbal spar.

“Are you not even going to state your name?”

“Alright, I am the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader.”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader drew his sword.

“Then, let’s begin.”

“As if I would be defeated by a brat like you.”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader charged towards Yeom Bi.

And so, a fight between Yeom Bi and the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader broke out.

Indeed, the martial arts of the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader were powerful.

As Gwang Ji-reuk had said, he was a master who had reached the Realm of Transformation, fighting on equal footing with Yeom Bi.

Despite being crushed by the collapsed pavilion and suffering considerable injuries, the fact that he blocked all of Yeom Bi's savage attacks and counterattacked like a blade made it possible to see at a glance what an outstanding martial artist he was.

‘Senior Brother Yeom would have been in danger if he hadn’t destroyed the pavilion.’

Jin Cheon thought that Yeom Bi destroying the pavilion was a stroke of genius.

It was because the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader, despite his rather serious injuries, was slightly overpowering Yeom Bi.

As proof, Yeom Bi's martial robes were slashed here and there, and blood was flowing from several places.

Although he hadn't suffered a fatal wound, the one who was gradually losing ground was, without a doubt, Yeom Bi.

But he couldn't just stand by and watch the duel between Yeom Bi and the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader forever.

‘Oh no! This is not the time for this!’

Jin Cheon urgently looked back at the martial artists of the Rakshasa Troupe.

“Secure all the documents and valuables inside! Hurry!”

“As you command!”

At Jin Cheon's command, the martial artists of the Rakshasa Troupe flew into the collapsed pavilion and began to carry out everything they could find.

Since they couldn't extinguish the fire started by Yeom Bi's Explosion Annihilation Art, they were urgently trying to save whatever they could.

In the meantime, Yeom Bi and the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader were engaged in a fierce battle, aiming for each other's lives.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the clash between the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader, who wielded a Quick Sword so fast it was invisible to the eye, and Yeom Bi, who poured out the Explosion Annihilation Art based on his innate divine strength, was a truly precarious, one-hit-kill fight.

Since both of them were lethal martial artists capable of instantly killing their opponent with a single blow, a psychological battle unfolded where they aimed for that one single strike with almost no direct clashes.

And the duel was so close that, from a spectator's point of view, it looked as if both Yeom Bi and the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader were walking on a knife's edge.

‘Whoever gets hit will die. This is a fight that will absolutely not end on a moderate note.’

Turning his eyes back to Yeom Bi and the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader, Jin Cheon predicted that this fight would end with one of them losing their life.

However, contrary to Jin Cheon's prediction, the fight ended surprisingly anticlimactically.

“Let’s stop.”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader, who had leaped back, made a clasped hands greeting towards Yeom Bi.

“What do you mean by that? Isn’t this just the beginning?”

Yeom Bi frowned.

Just as the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader was about to display his true worth, Yeom Bi was also about to end the probing and engage in the fight with all his might.

“A meaningless fight, continuing it would only be a loss for both of us, wouldn’t it?”

“Why is it meaningless?”

“What?”

“Doesn’t a fight have meaning in itself?”

“Th-that… what is this…?”

“A fight doesn't need a reason. We compete through the martial arts we have honed, that's all.”

It was a statement truly befitting of Yeom Bi.

“I will cooperate fully.”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader looked back at Jin Cheon.

“I will provide all the information you want, everything you need, so how about we stop here.”

“Are you proposing a negotiation?”

“That’s right.”

The Heavenly Killing Sect Leader nodded.

“I will provide all the information and conveniences your cult needs, so how about we just let this go at this point.”

At that, Yeom Bi glared.

“Do you really think you can get away with just your glib tongue after trying to assassinate the Seventh Young Master of the Great Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, my junior brother?”

Blood Qilin felt the same way.

“You tried to kill our youngest, and you thought you could get away with just a negotiation…….”

At that moment.

“Alright, a negotiation.”

Jin Cheon suddenly accepted the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader's proposal.

“……It’s being accepted.”

Blood Qilin looked back at Jin Cheon with a crestfallen expression.

“What on earth are you thinking? You're going to negotiate with the bastard who tried to kill the Seventh Young Master of our Cult? We don't do negotiations. Especially not on a matter like this.”

Yeom Bi, agreeing with Blood Qilin for once in a long time, said to Jin Cheon.

“If we negotiate on something like this, other bastards will look down on our Cult. We should just kill him.”

But Jin Cheon's thoughts were different.

“No.”

Jin Cheon shook his head.

“I will accept that negotiation.”

“I said no, didn’t I?”

Blood Qilin objected again, but Jin Cheon's opinion was firm.

“To me, overthrowing the Righteous Heavenly Alliance is the priority.”

If the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader had information that could catch the Righteous Heavenly Alliance off guard, Jin Cheon didn't care about such petty revenge.

And…….

‘Whether I kill him now or later, killing him is the same. Hehe.’

Jin Cheon had no intention of letting the Heavenly Killing Sect Leader live to the end.

It was just that obtaining his cooperation was the priority.


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