Becoming the Swordmaster Rank Young Lord of the Sichuan Tang Family Chapter 267

Episode 266. Launch

today.

Yang Moon-chan has experienced many surprising things.

The first thing that stands out among them is meeting the Heavenly Demon and receiving the rank of a blood demon from him.

He didn’t know how it was possible for a person to cease to be human. Since it was the work of a transcendent being, it was easier to just accept it rather than trying to understand it.

‘I guess I’ll have to ask the cult leader.’

After escaping from Cheonma’s imaginary world, Yang Moon-chan stood still and pondered his conversation with him over and over again, deciding on a direction to move. Let’s return to the main office for now.

As he walked like that, Yang Moon-chan suddenly realized that he was no longer afraid of the cult leader Yeon Mu-yeol. Was it because he had finally reached the extreme?

‘no.’

When you reach the ultimate level, you will be able to completely control the demonic energy within your body. You will be free from the threat of demonic possession that has followed you around like a natural punishment since you first entered the demonic realm. In other words, even if the leader of the cult decides to punish you with demonic possession, you will be able to resist to some extent.

However, it was impossible for him to stand against the Heavenly Demon God. He was an immortal demon who had rebelled long ago. He was a man who had overcome the demonic form with his incredible regenerative powers, but he was eventually defeated and met a miserable end.

Yang Moon-chan knew why it happened that way. He had asked the leader Yeon Mu-yeol when he entered Cheonma’s world of imagination and heard the answer.

━It’s simple. Forward and backward. All martial arts come down to these two things. Although magic is outside the law of nature, it has its own way of doing, that is, flowing. All kinds of supernatural abilities that come from boldness that goes beyond reason also come from this flow… … .

Yeonmuyeol, whose words were trailing off, added quickly.

━Cheonma Shingong is a martial art that can control the source of magic energy, the magic energy itself. It can cause magic energy to run wild and cause possession, but it can also stop the reverse flow itself. If that happens, no matter how excellent the magic energy is, it will not be able to properly use its functions. It would not be easy to catch and kill the immortal demon that has been prevented from using its incredible regenerative functions, but it would not be impossible.

The immortal horse met its end like that. – When Yeon Mu-yeol’s last words were heard, Yang Moon-chan had to try to look calm. That was because he felt a subtle gaze. It was a look of checking to see if he harbored even a hint of resentment.

To be honest, Yang Moon-chan felt frustrated at the time.

How could it not be so?

Even if you master the Immortal Magic Art to maximize your regenerative abilities and acquire the True Blood-Reversing Magic Art, and even if you reach the ultimate level of Demonic Power, don’t you know that you will be bound to the cult leader for the rest of your life? … … !

However, even if that happened, I just controlled my mind with the determination to get revenge on Dang-myeong.

So then, what is the reason why my aversion to the leader Yeon Mu-yeol has completely disappeared now?

‘… Is it because I became a vampire?’

Yang Moon-chan quickly realized. Cheonma had implanted spirituality into his blood. He had greatly enhanced his regenerative abilities and slightly lowered his status.

Now, I have a body that cannot die easily without relying on the regenerative power of the Immortal Demonic Power. I can repair my body infinitely as long as my spirit allows.

That’s why I no longer felt fear when I thought of the cult leader. Even if the flow of true energy was stopped by the Heavenly Demon Sect, the regenerative power he possessed would still be intact.

With that relaxed mind, Yang Moon-chan stepped on the grains of sand.

“… … !”

He turned his head in amazement. He felt a movement of something gigantic, qualitatively different from a simple wave of internal energy.

Yang Moon-chan didn’t know it, but the class and spirituality that had been planted in him allowed him to sense the waves of magic spreading from afar. It was caused by the release of the gigantic quake known as the Retrograde Bongryongjin.

“Cult leader… … ?”

Yang Moon-chan muttered with a serious expression. He didn’t know much about magic because he wasn’t a radiant spirit, but he had watched closely as the leader opened and closed the door with a talisman when entering the Heavenly Demon’s world of imagination. He had a gut feeling that Yeon Mu-yeol was the one who had created these waves.

‘I wonder what happened at school.’

Yang Moon-chan hurried his steps. He performed the light technique of the Madokyang family, Poisonous Smoke Ten Thousand Li. The scenery was pushed forward at a speed that was clearly different from before, as he reached the extreme state.

It really didn’t take long to get out of the Topgeukrapma desert and arrive at the vicinity of Aksu, where I had stopped by with the leader again.

And then.

Another surprising thing happened to Yang Moon-chan.

Gooooooo━

Another huge wave of magic occurred far away, and suddenly the sky right above a section of the Tian Shan Mountains was covered with dark clouds.

It didn’t stop there. The dark clouds soon began to expand very quickly, and Yang Moon-chan saw an ominous sight. An alarm bell kept ringing in his head. He had to avoid the shadows that the dark clouds were creating every moment.

The speed at which the dark clouds were spreading was incredibly fast. Even with the use of peerless lightness, it was difficult to guarantee that one would be able to escape.

‘If things continue like this, it won’t be long before the entire Xinjiang region is covered.’

Yang Moon-chan took a step back and watched the dark clouds approaching him with his eyes. He had become a blood demon with a spirit in his blood. Now, no matter what happened, it was hard to imagine death, but he had no intention of just sitting back and watching the ominous dark clouds gather over his head.

‘I guess I’ll have to ask them to lower the lightness as soon as I get back. The Dokyeonmanri is too slow.’

Yang Moon-chan felt frustrated. Although he had reached the ultimate state of the devil and was able to pour infinite internal energy into the Yongcheonhyeol, the footwork of the magician he was using now, as the name ‘Manri (萬里)’ suggests, was a martial art that focused on moving long distances with little internal energy consumption. It was not the case that pouring in more internal energy would noticeably improve speed.

Apart from the fact that the blood is imbued with spirituality, he recognizes the need to reorganize his own martial arts. Now that he has reached the ultimate level, he will be able to easily approach the ascending magicians. The Cheonma Singyo is a world where the logic of the strong is taken for granted.

‘I think I can avoid it to some extent.’

Yang Moon-chan, who had guessed the speed at which the dark clouds were spreading, turned around and was about to fully unleash his light-hearted martial arts skills.

━ At some point, as if it were a lie, the dark clouds stopped moving. Even though he had his eyes wide open because the distance was so far away, it was difficult to properly grasp the situation, but Yang Moon-chan felt that the dark clouds had not simply stopped expanding, but were instead being sucked into a certain place.

Even though I couldn’t understand English, one thing was certain.

‘… … It seems like something has changed at school.’

Otherwise, such an ominous incident would not have occurred in the Cheonsan area where the main unit is located. The magical wave I felt in the Topgeukrapmagan Desert and other aspects of the situation were not normal.

“Hey! The sky is dark!”

“Don’t make a fuss so late. It was worse earlier.”

“It’s really strange that only the Cheonsan Mountain is covered with dark clouds. I wonder if the area will shrink even further.”

“It is clear that the leader is angry. Otherwise, how could the sky be like that in broad daylight?”

“Shh. Don’t make any rash assumptions. All the minions belonging to the new religion have rushed out, so we’ll know the truth soon. For now, it’s time to quietly wait for news.”

“Jungga is right. Do you think the new religion will fail? I wonder why everyone is making a fuss… .”

Yang Moon-chan, who approached Ageukso, a village located on the edge of the desert, listened to the residents’ chatter for a while, but found it to be of little use.

‘What should I do?’

Yang Moon-chan thought hard. If there was a battle going on, his joining would have an absolute impact. He was a master of the highest level who could use the magic energy, and he was also a being with the ability to regenerate his body even if his limbs were cut off, his head was cut off, or even if only a handful of blood remained.

If the situation is one where the Kyo is weak, Yang Moon-chan may be able to make a great achievement just by joining.

however.

Yang Moon-chan could only watch the dark clouds that did not disperse even after quite some time had passed.

‘Is there really a need to be obsessed with public achievements?’

Anyway, the leader of the cult doesn’t know that he has reached the extreme of the devil and that he has left the world of the Heavenly Demon. He won’t be punished for not joining right away. Also, the dark clouds covering the entire Cheonsan Mountain Range—for some reason, he had a strong instinct that he shouldn’t enter the shadow they created.

‘Even if a considerable number of troops invaded, it would be difficult to assume that the main sect of the new religion would collapse. It goes without saying that the Left and Right Sects have returned, and it would be the same even if they haven’t returned yet. Including the leader, who is a master of the extreme, there are a whopping seven hundred people in the main sect. If you add the power of the other families to that… . . . ‘

Yang Moon-chan thought. If the Hwa-gyeong masters of the Central Plains hadn’t invaded in droves, the new religion wouldn’t have been pushed back. Of course, that couldn’t happen. There wouldn’t be a sect that would have the luxury of sending the precious Hwa-gyeong masters all the way to this faraway land of Xinjiang, leaving Ma Gwang-cheon alone. Furthermore, the sect leader possessed a mysterious means called magic in addition to his martial arts.

‘… … Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing for the cult leader to remain like this.’

After the blood was imbued with spirituality, I was no longer afraid of Yeonmuyeol, but I didn’t want to clash with him. I don’t know to what extent, but Yeonmuyeol is also a descendant of Cheonma who uses magic.

‘There may be a way to suppress or even eliminate the spirituality embedded in the blood.’

When Yang Moon-chan thought about it that way, he made up his mind completely. No matter how things turned out, he would return to the church after the situation was over.

Although it is unlikely, even if the new religion collapses like this, it would not be a big loss for Yang Moon-chan. He has already received as much support as the new religion can give him and has risen to the ranks of true masters. Therefore, it is better for the existence of the cult leader, who could be a potential threat, to disappear now.

‘No, rather, the benefit is greater.’

The Cheonmasingyo is filled with all sorts of magical books and treasures accumulated over hundreds of years. Even if there were quite a few invaders, there was no way they could take all of that vast heritage.

‘I told you to increase your clan and build up your rank.’

Yang Moon-chan thought back to Cheon-ma’s words. Although he didn’t understand them properly, he took it to mean that he wanted to increase his followers. In that case, it would be faster to recruit followers using the form of a religion.

This would also have been a very easy task if the leader Yeon Mu-yeol had become a lowly figure. He could have claimed to be his successor. Yeon Jung-hyeok, who was a minor leader anyway, would now have to live as the leader of the Magwang Heavenly Lord and the supreme ruler of the Central Plains Magical Way.

Yang Moon-chan planned to fill his vacancy and reign as the new supreme ruler of Xinjiang.

Time passed while I was lost in thought like that.

The dark clouds that had been hanging over the Tian Shan Mountains completely cleared away when a blood-red sunset began to descend.

“… … .”

The dark clouds disappeared, but Yang Moon-chan did not move immediately. He hid near the village of A-geuk-so and waited and waited until he detected the movement of a large force.

An extremely cautious look.

But even as I waited until the sunset was consumed by darkness, and that darkness, too, was overcome by the light coming from the east and began to erase its traces, I still did not feel the slightest sign of movement by many people.

‘That’s suspicious.’

It was not something that could be waited on forever. In the end, Yang Moon-chan, with his spirits raised, headed to Cheonsan and the headquarters of the Cheonmasin Church.

And soon he was surprised again.

That was because there were many corpses strewn about the road leading to Cheonsan. Most of them seemed to be members of the Magic Clan, but strangely, there were no signs of combat. They also all seemed to have suffered severe internal injuries and died.

Yeah, it’s just like we were all possessed by a demon… … !

‘no way.’

Yang Moon-chan felt goosebumps as he recalled a certain family. He had deduced this from the dark clouds that had been covering the area and the corpses of the demons lying dead before his eyes.

The leader may have caused widespread demonic possession for some reason, and everyone in that area may have died as the demonic energy in their bodies ran wild━

‘why?’

Even Yang Moon-chan had a hard time guessing anything more than that. He could only think that the leader, Yeon Mu-yeol, had become senile from overworking Baekhoehyeol to practice his magic.

Yang Moon-chan’s pace quickens. He passes by a few magic families. There is no need to go in to check. Even with his keen senses reaching the extreme, he can’t sense any signs of life.

It’s about annihilation, annihilation.

What greeted Yang Moon-chan upon his arrival at the main office was the completely destroyed main gate and the eerie atmosphere created by the half-destroyed buildings beyond it.

“… … I can’t believe it.”

Yang Moon-chan muttered to himself without realizing it. I really thought the new religion would collapse.

Head straight to the cult leader’s shrine. As expected, there are many corpses along the way. However, many of them were killed not by the demons, but by direct examination, ignorance of secret techniques, poison, etc.

‘Umochim… …!’

Yang Moon-chan swallowed dry saliva as he examined the dead. One person immediately came to mind. His nickname was Amdokgeomryong (暗毒劍龍) – the obvious name for the person he considered his lifelong nemesis.

‘He was here!’

My body began to tremble involuntarily. Several speculations flashed through my mind.

The Left and Right Clans, who pursued the remnants of the retreating Kunlun, may have encountered Tang Yuanming. I don’t know if they had any other assistance, but it was highly likely that Tang Yuanming would have killed the Left and Right Clans. Otherwise, Tang Yuanming would not have made the bold move of walking all the way to Tianshan, located in the far west of Xinjiang.

‘I was confident. I just had to deal with the cult leader.’

Yang Moon-chan felt his heart start to pound. What would have happened if he had rushed back to the main group the day before to seek out public achievements? If he had joined forces with the leader, would he have been able to subdue Destiny and avenge his long-standing grudge?

It was something unknown.

One thing was clear: at this moment, he felt relief rather than regret.

‘I guess the leader was noble.’

Yang Moon-chan looked around and thought. There are quite a few corpses in poor condition. Is there any reason to search through them to check for the cult leader’s body? The fact that there is no sign of life in the main group is proof of Yeon Mu-yeol’s death.

After a brief moment of mental turmoil, Yang Moon-chan headed to Simcheo, passing the cult leader’s office. After entering the Madokyang family, he had become a high-ranking figure in the new religion, so he knew where the magic books and treasures were stored.

‘It’s definitely unexpected that he came all the way to Xinjiang. I was caught off guard. But it also means that he overdid it. In the middle of the Central Plains, the leader of the Jeongdo Alliance is absent from his post while the Great Battle of Jeongma is taking place. He must have had to hurry back as soon as he confirmed that the leader’s head was cut off.’

I will take care of the legacy of the new religion━ Yang Moon-chan repeated this to himself as he entered the cave beneath the sign that read “Cheonha Mado Gongbu Chulmyeonggyo (天下魔道工夫出明敎).” He expected that it would be filled with ascending demons.

But the next moment.

“… … ?”

A question appeared on Yang Moon-chan’s face. It was because of the unbelievable sight that unfolded. The inside of the cave was literally just the inside of a cave.

“no way……!”

Suddenly, he realized something and with an expression on his face, he left the cave and hurriedly headed to another place. It was a place where valuables such as elixirs, elixirs, and elixirs, as well as treasures of gold and silver, were stored.

Bam!

Yang Moon-chan opened the door roughly, glared at it, and bit his lip. This time, too, an unbelievable sight unfolded. The treasures that should have filled the ceiling were nowhere to be seen.

“What is this… … .”

He was trailing off when he suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Ever since he was young, Yu Myeong-myeong had often done things that were difficult to understand with common sense.

This time too, the same thing.

Although he didn’t know the method, Yang Moon-chan felt his anger rising to the top of his head as he became certain that it was an obvious act.

It’s a given!!

A voice filled with inner strength resonated loudly. He was filled with resentment that he had been hit once again, but what really made Yang Moon-chan angry was that what Dang-myung had done without realizing it had come back to him as a harm. It was like being a frog that died from a stone that was thrown without thinking.

Ugh!

Yang Moon-chan, who had been gritted his teeth for a while, muttered as if he was making a firm resolution.

“I will definitely, definitely, definitely make you frustrated. Even if it takes a long time, I will definitely… …!”

One winter day.

This is what happened at the main headquarters of the Demonic Cult, which was now nothing but an empty shell.