Monochrome Sovereign [EN]: Chapter 1202

Cheon Wi-ryong was startled.

“You knew of the Great Master’s existence?”

“You have time to be surprised, and you seem quite relaxed.”

“Speak. How do you know about the Great Master?”

This confirmed it.

‘This guy came to the Central Plains to get his hands on that so-called Great Master.’

The implications of this were huge.

The Three Evil Sects were trying to start a war in the Central Plains. The war itself wasn’t the goal; it was to win the war and take control of the Central Plains.

That was a clear fact. In the past, now, and if they failed in this era, they would target the Central Plains in the future.

Yet, the Blood Demon Lord had come to the Central Plains himself, leading his escort.

Even if he had absolute confidence in his own power, it was something he shouldn’t have done. There are hardly any cases in the world where a commander goes to the front lines and wields a sword against the enemy.

Moreover, the Blood Demon Lord had countless powerful generals like dragons and tigers under his command. He could have ordered them to do it, but he deliberately came himself.

It could only be explained that there was something far more important than taking control of the Central Plains.

‘Heo Baek’s guess was right.’

Heo Baek, the leader of the Dark Moon Unit, had said that it was illogical for the Three Evil Sects to wage war against the Central Plains without being unified.

They must have a common goal, and they were risking their lives for that goal even now, he had speculated.

Because there was too little information about it, they had decided to postpone it for now, but that part was starting to be interpreted due to Ga Deuk-Sang’s words.

‘A Tang family elder, Tang Yu-Gwang, said that the Blood Demon Lord said something like this: Some unknown guy sent people to try and seize the Great Master’s life….’

Yeon Ho-Jeong struggled to suppress the rising murderous intent.

‘The leader of the Shadow Sound Sect.’

That unknown guy was highly likely to be the leader of the Shadow Sound Sect.

‘The Three Evil Sects are not unified. Yet, they started a war. But even looking at the case of the leader of the Thousand Demons Sect, it’s clear that they don’t get along. They joined hands because they wanted something, but in the end, they are guys who move for their own benefit.’

Heo Baek had talked about legitimacy.

It was a difficult topic to understand, and somewhat conceptual.

But if the Blood Demon Lord was targeting a man called the Great Master, and if someone sent people to take that Great Master’s life?

‘The chances of it being the Thousand Demons Sect leader’s eldest son are low. That guy is closer to a madman who is running wild without knowing anything. Then, I can only think that it’s the work of the Shadow Sound Sect.’

And Yeon Ho-Jeong had to know the identity of that Great Master.

Furthermore, where the Great Master was.

“Could it be….”

Cheon Wi-ryong’s demonic eyes flashed.

“Are you also in league with the Spirit Sound Mountain?”

The moment a near-certain guess turned into perfect certainty.

This wasn’t because Cheon Wi-ryong was careless. Cheon Wi-ryong was a powerful being who didn’t need to use his head. Since he had nothing to fear in the world, he spoke easily to those who couldn’t distinguish between friend and foe.

That’s why he was even more terrifying. If he didn’t like something, he would just kill them.

He actually had that much power.

“If I were in league with the Spirit Sound Mountain, I would have left you to die. Why would I have bothered to save you?”

“The Spirit Sound Mountain Lord is a wicked man. His cunning and tongue are more deceitful than a snake or a fox. I’ve never thought that I would be suppressed by someone’s power in my life, but the Spirit Sound Mountain Lord is a dangerous man just by his existence.”

“……”

“That guy might try to use some scheme that I can’t even imagine.”

“So, you came here yourself.”

“That’s right.”

Cheon Wi-ryong lifted his chin.

An attitude that was full of arrogance. But that look suited him very well.

“I am the one who scatters the blessings of the Blood God. There is no land in the world that I fear. If the Spirit Sound Mountain Lord uses his tricks to kill my subordinates, that would be a big problem. I have to step in myself to break his expectations.”

It couldn’t be better. Yeon Ho-Jeong was able to gather a lot of information while listening to Cheon Wi-ryong’s words.

“So, I need to move right now. Before that guy takes the Great Master.”

“Of course.”

Cheon Wi-ryong raised his left hand and pointed at Yeon Ho-Jeong.

Crackle.

Blue lightning flickered from his fingertips.

“I will do that after dealing with you.”

Yeon Ho-Jeong’s eyes flashed.

‘Amazing.’

It wasn’t because of Cheon Wi-ryong’s reaction.

Yeon Ho-Jeong was amazed by the intense lightning emanating from Cheon Wi-ryong’s fingertips.

‘It’s like a twisted version of the power of the Four Divine Martial Arts [a set of powerful martial arts based on the four cardinal directions and their associated mythical creatures].’

It was different from Moyong Gun’s Thunderclap Art.

If his Thunderclap Art was trying to artificially contain the power of lightning in his body, Cheon Wi-ryong’s lightning was drawing out the power of thunder through a natural combination of power and force.

The operation of his internal energy was so natural and smooth. Yet, it was high-dimensional.

Even if he didn’t know, it was probably a martial art as difficult as the Yellow Dragon Divine King Art. Yet, he couldn’t understand why he had made it into a demonic art.

‘Is it generating the power by crossing the Qi [life force or energy] of the Vermilion Bird and the Black Tortoise, and then amplifying the power with the White Tiger of Metal?’

The principle of power was visible at a glance. It was such a complex operation that it would be difficult to follow, but he thought that if he pondered it a little, he could follow it.

Just by looking at Cheon Wi-ryong’s internal energy, Yeon Ho-Jeong was able to gain another enlightenment of internal energy. It was possible because they were training the same foundation, similar martial arts, and decisively, because he had entered the Yellow Dragon Divine King Art, he could even see the principle of power.

Yeon Ho-Jeong, who quickly absorbed the power of lightning into his head, spoke stiffly.

“Let’s end this pointless argument here.”

“It’s not pointless. There is nothing pointless in my words and actions.”

“I wonder if you can say that after losing the Great Master.”

Cheon Wi-ryong stared at Yeon Ho-Jeong without a word.

Yeon Ho-Jeong pointed behind him with his head.

“I’ll help you.”

“……What?”

“I will put the Great Master’s life in your hands.”

Cheon Wi-ryong’s eyes shone brightly.

“Are you saying you will help me?”

“That’s right.”

“Even without the likes of you….”

“Don’t talk nonsense that you can get the Great Master even without me. It might have been possible before, but it’s impossible for you now, after you’ve used up all your subordinates. Don’t you lack people to be your hands and feet?”

Cheon Wi-ryong smiled coldly.

“Do you really think so?”

At this moment, Yeon Ho-Jeong made a gamble.

“If you’re planning to wait until your subordinates arrive, you can keep waiting.”

“……?!”

“You will never be able to get the Great Master.”

“……What are you, exactly?”

Cheon Wi-ryong tilted his head.

“How do you know that my sect’s people are coming?”

Yeon Ho-Jeong cheered inwardly.

‘As expected.’

Asking the old Tang clan members to block the northern front was a request he made because he thought there was some possibility.

But this confirmed it.

Right now, the Blood Demon Sect’s forces were coming to the Central Plains. Perhaps all of the Blood Demon Sect’s forces had been mobilized.

Flash!

A terrifying madness erupted from Yeon Ho-Jeong’s eyes.

“Enough is enough.”

“……”

“I didn’t come here to argue with you. Do you want to get the Great Master? Then move. I’ll help you. But if not, I will mobilize all the forces of the Central Plains to kill you before your subordinates arrive.”

“……”

“Whether you know it or not, it’s not impossible to mobilize all the prominent forces in the Central Plains if I set my mind to it. And before that, you won’t be able to escape from my hands. Even if I can’t kill you, I have the confidence to torment you for years.”

“……”

“Don’t be so frustrating, decide quickly!”

The last words were almost a shout.

Nothing like this had ever happened in Cheon Wi-ryong’s life. Not to mention his subordinates, even the previous Blood Demon Lord, his father, had never shouted at him.

It was natural. He was a chosen one, a descendant of sacred blood, and a demigod who would become a god and rule the world in the future.

The old man with the Tang surname was different because he had faced him as an enemy. This young man was genuinely annoyed and shouting at him.

It was a bit absurd, but for some reason, Cheon Wi-ryong felt that the other party’s attitude was quite appealing.

Of course, that didn’t mean he was going to move as the other party said.

“Of course, I will get the Great Master. As you said, even this moment is precious.”

“Then hurry….”

“But I can’t move blindly with someone when I don’t know who they are or what they want. It is not right to have impure people near the divine seat.”

Whoosh!

Cheon Wi-ryong, who had the power of lightning in his left hand and black flames in his right hand, began to emit tremendous demonic energy.

Chik.

Yeon Ho-Jeong’s cheek twitched slightly.

‘It’s incredible.’

His toes almost slipped back. The storm of demonic energy that was released instantaneously was so great that it was beyond imagination.

Just looking at the density of power, he had never seen a master who could be compared to him. He seemed stronger than Sa Mun-Hyang, the leader of the Shadow Sound Sect, whom he had judged he could never defeat one-on-one before his regression, and had called Moyong Gun and Tang Gwan to fight in a decisive battle.

‘The claim that he is the strongest of the Three Evil Sects was not an exaggeration.’

But for some reason, Yeon Ho-Jeong didn’t feel scared by the other party’s momentum.

‘He’s the strongest, but… not in front of me.’

The Yellow Dragon raised its head.

It wasn’t because of tension or fighting spirit.

The flashing eyes of the Yellow Dragon were similar to the eyes of a beast that had captured its prey.

Yeon Ho-Jeong’s mouth opened.

“I don’t hate the Three Evil Sects.”

“What?”

“To be precise, they are just guys who are okay to kill if they get in my way, but I don’t hate them all. There is only one guy and one organization that I hate.”

Whoosh!

Explosive murderous intent spread from Yeon Ho-Jeong’s body.

Cheon Wi-ryong’s eyes shook slightly.

Chiiiiiiiiik!!

The murderous intent that had been emanating from his whole body instantly became a storm and soared into the sky. The lingering scent of hatred left by the wind of murderous intent was dyeing the surrounding land with death and emitting white smoke.

“Sa Mun-Hyang, the leader of the Shadow Sound Sect. Only his downfall is the only reason I am alive.”

“……”

“I don’t care about the Blood God or whatever. But I can’t give Sa Mun-Hyang’s life to anyone.”

“……”

“I will bury him and everything he controls underground and resolve my desires and resentment.”

Desire, and resentment.

Cheon Wi-ryong felt a moment of dazzling.

‘I’ve never seen such a poisonous murderous intent before.’

Murderous intent that was poisonous meant that he held a deep grudge.

This was truly demonic. Among the demonic paths, it was the highest demonic path, the ultimate madness that had completely contaminated the mind and body with pure desire.

‘It’s a hundred times worse than that old man!’

Even Tang Hyeong, who had contaminated his soul with countless deaths, was incomparable to the darkness that accompanied this young man.

This young man, a color-obsessed madman, the worst traitor, who in a way could be said to have inherited a branch of the Blood Sect, had already become the demon itself.

“I won’t ask you for the reason, will I? If you ask such a thing, I won’t….”

“There is no reason for the words of a person who shows such a demon to be false.”

“……?”

Cheon Wi-ryong lowered both hands.

“Those who have reached the extreme of the demon have no reason to lie. Because they have nothing to fear.”

“……”

“In the end, it has come to this. The lineage of the color-obsessed madman who betrayed and left is connected to the demon again. You can say that you are like a half-brother to us.”

“I don’t know what nonsense you’re talking about, but I don’t want to indulge in such a conversation any longer.”

Cheon Wi-ryong smiled.

It was a smile that contained genuine joy and excitement, something he had never shown before.

“The appearance you show is enough to erase my doubts. Good, I will help myself with my brother. For the day when my brother will be re-subjugated to the sect.”

Yeon Ho-Jeong smiled coldly.

Seeing him smile while lying, this guy was definitely the leader of the Three Evil Sects.

“Good.”