Descent of the Demon God

Naturally, they had the ability to figure out the cause of what was happening.

‘Demonic energy is trembling.’

‘Demonic energy is going out of control.’

They instinctively recognized that the cause was Chun Yeowun.

Woong!

‘What the hell is this man’s...’

The demonic energy emanating from Chun Yeowun was different from the energy they possessed.

It was like the difference between a sea and a river.

‘Was there ever a demonic energy that could force others to surrender?’

The demonic energy itself couldn’t be controlled.

Those with demonic energy could weaken others.

However, it was the first time that they felt it shuddering inside them.

Chun Yeowun, who glanced at them, opened his mouth.

“This is good. Are you the people leading this faction?”

‘This faction?’

Their eyes turned bitter.

They managed to understand two things.

First, This person knew about them.

And second, the man most probably belonged to another faction.

“You were sitting on the top.”

Chun Yeowun’s gaze turned to the chairman as he spoke.

Chun Yeowun, who was standing on the table, approached him.

It was then.

“Stop!”

Papak!

“Ho-oh?”

Chun Yeowun’s eyes shone.

Two people, who were on their knees, stood up.

One of them was director Huan Myong-ho, the current clan leader of the Ghost Illusion clan.

[Suppress demonic energy...]

At director Huan’s message, the other people understood what he meant.

It has been nearly a thousand years since demonic energy got introduced to the Cult.

And that thousand years was enough for them to wield it freely.

‘If the demonic energy is being restrained...’

They just had to push it.

As Huan Myung-oh said, they began to suppress the demonic energy inside them, and the control over their body, which had been restrained, returned back to normal.

Papak!

Before long, another three people, including the chairman, stood up.

However, there were four more who were relatively weak in controlling their internal energy. That’s why they couldn’t stand up.

“Pretty good.”

Chun Yeowun praised the five who got up.

It wasn’t that they overpowered him, but he liked how they responded calmly to the situation.

Huan Myung-oh held the ghost sword tightly in his hand.

“I am Huan Myung-oh, the clan leader of the Ghost Illusion clan. Are you a leader in our Cult?”

Huan Myung-oh was convinced that Chun yeowun was a member of the Cult.

Among all the Murim people, only Cult members were able to deal with the demonic energy.

But they couldn’t figure out who the man was.

‘That sword...’

Huan Myung-oh’s gaze turned to the sword in the middle of the table.

Who wouldn’t know that sword?

They weren’t sure if it was genuine, but it was very similar to the sword the Chun Woo-kyung faction had shown.

At that time, Chun Yeowun spoke.

“For a descendant of Elder Huan, your tone is quite manly.”

“Elder Huan?”

“If it wasn’t for that face and the Ghost Sword, I wouldn’t have believed that you were a Ghost Illusion clan leader, but an ordinary member of the cult.”

At Chun Yeowun’s words, Huan Myung-oh’s impression hardened.

Within the Cult, the only people who knew about his sword were the previous clan leaders of Ghost Illusion, the Lord, and the clan leaders of other higher clans.

‘How did he know?’

Even the chairman didn’t know that director Huan had a skin mask on.

It was natural.

The clan leaders of the Cult only revealed their swords and faces to the Lord.

The current chairman had ordered that those who support him should present themselves proudly to him.

That’s why Huan Myung-oh removed the mask, but in fact, it was a rare double masking.

“Director Huan?”

The chairman looked at him as if asking if it was real, and Huan Myung-oh couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

It was a difficult situation.

At that moment, someone raised their sword towards Chun Yeowun.

“I don’t know which clan you belong to, but don’t act up in front of our chairman!”

He was a swordsman with excellent swordsmanship skills.

The sword kept changing at various angles with the versatility of a snake.

Chachacha!

Pak!

“Uh?”

The middle-aged man who unfolded the sword technique couldn’t hide his fluster.

Even before the technique was entirely unfolded, Chun Yeowun grabbed the sword’s blade with just two fingers.

“Seven Snake Sword of the Snake Sword Clan, but....There are a few changes.”

Kak!

When Chun Yeowun applied energy, the blade broke.

“Compared to Suh Deng, you are far behind. You must be ashamed to be the descendant of the 1st elder.”

‘!?’

The man’s eyes fluttered.

Suh Deng was the 6th ancestor and the great leader of his clan.

“You will pay the price for swinging that sword at me.”

“What?”

Pak!

Chun Yeowun flicked the broken blade with his finger.

The blade flew at a weird angle and pierced the left chest of the man.

“Kuak!”

Woong! Bang!

It wasn’t known how strong the attack was, but the middle-aged man crashed into the wall.

“General Manager Suh!”

The members in the room were astonished.

General manager Suh was a Superior Master, one of the top three people.

But just now, he was easily taken down.

According to the Murim Association, he must be top class.

“You are from a different faction right?”

The only woman in the room, a middle-aged woman wearing a black skirt, aimed her unique-looking sword with a wire attached to it at Chun Yeowun.

As if playing an instrument, she flicked the wire with her fingers and extended the sword forwards.

“This!”

At her act, everyone covered their ears.

Wooong!

At that moment, along with a deafening sound that vibrated the entire conference room, swords spread around as if water was spraying from a hose and covered Chun Yeowun.

‘Waveform Sword!’

It was the Sound Clan’s unofficial Demon Sound Sword.

It was a technique that could only be unfolded when the person reached Superior Master level.

‘You can’t stop this!’

The technique was more effective in narrow spaces.

The corners of her lips went up.

However.

“Indeed, must be from Sound Clan.”

Chun Yeowun lightly tapped his palm in the air.

Pang!

Round ripples appeared in the air with a loud sound, and an invisible wall blocked all the swords.

“No way! The clan’s...”

Was blocked too easily.

Even if the opponent was of Supreme Master level, he should have at least a five-step distance from the swords to stop them, but this man had just easily stopped them at such a narrow distance.

“A combination of swords and sound waves... Quite useful. Sound Clan.”

Chun Yeowun was unexpectedly interested in the advanced techniques of the clan.

Even since he became the Lord, the Sound clan had weakened a lot compared to the past.

But in the current times, martial arts seem to have become more advanced.

“Sound clan seems to be doing better.”

“What do you mean?”

Wheik!

Chun Yeowun reached out to her.

Then suddenly, the woman grabbed her chest and began to scream.

“Ackk!”

It wasn’t like applying pressure with internal energy.

It was a pain she was experiencing for the first time in her life. It felt as if someone was eating her heart away.

“Achkkk!”

She couldn’t understand what was happening to her.

Even if she didn’t move, her heart still hurt.

Deciding that something was wrong with her body, she tried to raise her internal energy.

Thud!

“Damn!”

When she used her Dantian, the pain spread even more, and she couldn’t raise the internal energy.

Even the slightest movement caused extreme pain in her body.

It felt like her body was being eaten alive.

“Kuak!”

“Manager Hang!”

The other people were worried.

Her eyes were trembling in pain.

‘Is my heart giving out?’

At first, she couldn’t understand why she was suddenly feeling pain.

But then, one thing came to her mind.

‘Poison Parasite?’

Parasite poison.

That is the Poison Clan’s technique, a dangerous poison that becomes dormant in the host’s body.

She knew what it was.

It was a curse that was passed down in her family from generation to generation.

‘No way...’

She, who kept holding her heart, looked at Chun Yeowun.

She heard that the poison in her body was dormant and that it was placed in her ancestor Hang Soyu, as a punishment from Chun Yeowun, the 24th Lord.

The Gu poison was created by the first Chun Ma and could only respond to the Sky Demon energy.

It was a poison that could only be controlled with Sky Demon energy.

‘How can this be...’

The clan put a lot of effort into getting rid of the poison in their bodies.

However, no matter how advanced the medical technology was, they couldn’t find a way to get rid of the poison that held onto the Dantian and heart.

Eventually, the clan gave up and lived normally as no descendant could control the Sky Demon energy.

“W-who are you? How are you using Sky Demon energy?”

“Sky Demon energy!”

Woong!

At the words of Manager Hang, the others became confused.

They knew that the demonic energy the man used was different, but they never thought it could be the Sky Demon energy.

Because the Sky Demon energy wasn’t passed down after the 2nd Chun Ma.

“So, you still don’t know who I am?”

Goooo!

Black energy exploded from Chun Yeowun’s body.

All the people were shocked by the suffocating energy that was different from the energy he released the first time.

‘H-how can this be...’

They knew it.

They were trying to suppress the demonic energy within them, but now, despite their trials to suppress it, it kept trembling.

They looked at the Sky Demon Sword that was on the table.

‘Sky Demon Sword... Sky Demon energy!’

It symbolized only one thing.

One person knelt down.

Thud!

It was Huan Myung-oh.

Huan Myung-oh, who knelt down, then banged his head on the floor three times and shouted.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Huan Myung-oh, a lowly member of the Great Sky Demon Order, greets the Chun Ma!”

As soon as he said those words, almost everyone else bent down and shouted in unison.

“We greet the Chun Ma!!!”

The absolute title of the Sky Demon Order.

No one could disobey the holder of the title of Chun Ma.

However, one person didn’t bow.

He was the chairman of the Yongchun group.

“No way! The Sky Demon energy has disappeared since the 24th Lord! What are the elders doing! You must only kneel to me!”

The chairman was so angry that veins started to pop up on his forehead.

Despite his cry, not a single bowing person lifted their head.

‘No way!’

These were the people who supported and followed him.

However, they easily abandoned him because of a person who showed the power of Chun Ma.

He couldn’t believe it.

“That Sky Demon Sword has to be fake, how can he have the sword that went missing along with the 24th Lord?”

Phat!

The angry chairman rushed to attack Chun Yeowun.

“Do not test my patience!”

He drew his sword and unfolded it.

He unfolded the 2nd form of the Sword Force of Sky Demon, which drew 24 splendid trajectories.

The Sword Force of Sky Demon, known to be the most perfect swordsmanship in the entire Murim, was unfolded in his hands.

Chow! Chow! Chow! Chow!

‘oh oh oh!’

‘Indeed!’

As they saw the sword being unfolded, all the people on the floor exclaimed.

Among the two sons of the previous chairman, the chairman’s swordsmanship was known to be excellent as he was the talented one.

And only those who knew the technique would be able to block and defend themselves.

‘I am going to reveal that you are fake!’

The chairman was too proud of himself.

He was confident that there was no one worthy of being his opponent.

Chun Yeowun clicked his tongue.

“Since when did someone who isn’t even the Lord start being taught the Sword Force of Sky Demon?”

Tak!

He had no sword, yet he stopped a sword.

But what was more shocking.

“There is no connection from the 8th to 9th change. And the 13th form is horrible.”

“What?”

“Here.”

Pak!

Chun Yeowun lightly pushed the right elbow.

And the chairman’s technique form shook.

‘Th-this!’

Puck! Kuak!

“Kuak!”

Chun Yeowun kicked the ankle.

The chairman felt his ankle break, and the sword fell.

Shhh!

The sword that was lost from his grip flew to the ceiling and pierced it.

Thud!

As his ankle got broken, the chairman fell down on the table.

The sword that was supposed to be the most perfect ended before he could even properly unfold it.

‘H-how did this happen?’

The chairman looked at Chun Yeowun with a puzzled face.

Even the Lord, who was currently imprisoned, never pointed out his mistakes in such a dangerous way.

With a trembling voice, he asked.

“Who... who are you?”

Leaning closer to him, Chun Yeowun looked him in the eye and asked.

“Who am I? The 24th Lord. The one who disappeared.”

‘!!!’

At the unexpected answer, the chairman’s eyes widened.

To him, Chun Yeowun spoke in a cold voice.

“Did you think that you could turn the Cult into such a mess and get away with it?”