Chapter 187

Chapter 187: The Mask Comes Off

Shing. Shing.

The black-masked members of the Shadow Corps drew their swords in unison.

Then—

Clang!

A heavy metallic sound echoed through the underground facility.

The locked iron doors all opened at once.

“Look over there!”

Countless shadows began moving beyond the bars.

Ink-black eyes.

Black veins bulging across faces and necks.

Demonic qi wrapped around their entire bodies.

“Demonic humans!”

More and more of them emerged.

Dozens.

No.

Their numbers had already surpassed a hundred.

The black-masked Shadow Corps members stood directly ahead.

Countless demonic humans surrounded us from both sides.

And the entrance behind us had already been sealed.

“Draw your weapons!”

The Righteous Alliance warriors and masters from the various sects drew their weapons at once.

I raised my sword as well, preparing for the battle to come.

Then—

Step. Step.

Someone walked forward alone.

Moyong Cheonhwi.

Everyone's eyes turned toward him.

Shing.

He drew his treasured sword from its sheath.

“The Alliance Leader has drawn his sword!”

Relief appeared on the faces of several Righteous Alliance elders and warriors.

They were probably remembering how Moyong Cheonhwi had slaughtered dozens of demonic humans alone at Azure Pine Garden.

But I felt something different.

"..."

A sense of foreboding crawled across my entire body.

Then—

“...Alliance Leader?”

One of the Righteous Alliance warriors spoke in confusion.

And understandably so.

Everyone expected Moyong Cheonhwi to attack the black-masked figures and demonic humans immediately.

Instead...

he simply walked forward with his sword hanging loosely at his side.

The distance between him and the black-masked figures steadily narrowed.

An Alliance elder watching him shouted urgently,

“Alliance Leader! It's dangerous! You must not go any closer!”

Moyong Cheonhwi stopped.

Slowly...

he turned around.

“Dangerous?”

One corner of his mouth lifted.

The confused elder pointed toward the black-masked figures.

“Watch behind you! Those people are there!”

"..."

Moyong Cheonhwi stared at the elder.

Then said coldly,

“There are only my subordinates behind me.”

His lips curled further.

“What exactly are you telling me to be careful of?”

“What...? What do you mean by—”

At that instant—

Shhk!

Every black-masked figure behind Moyong Cheonhwi dropped to one knee.

“We greet our lord!”

Their thunderous voices shook the enormous underground chamber.

"...!"

“L-Lord...?”

“What is this...?”

“Alliance Leader...?”

Disbelieving voices erupted from every direction.

Moyong Cheonhwi slowly turned toward us.

“Now that you've seen this much...”

A faint smile appeared on his face.

“there is no longer any need to wear this pointless mask.”

One of the Alliance elders stammered,

“A-Alliance Leader... what do you mean?”

Moyong Cheonhwi didn't answer.

Instead...

he raised the sword in his hand.

Wooooom!

Blue energy rose along the blade.

Don't tell me.

The First Form of the Sovereign Heaven Sword.

Heavenly Stars, Ten Thousand Rains.

WHOOSH!

Countless sword shadows appeared around Moyong Cheonhwi.

They transformed into blue sword qi and soared above his head.

The dark underground chamber was instantly dyed blue.

I realized what he was about to do.

“Watch out!”

At my shout...

the sword qi suspended in the air all changed direction.

Their tips pointed—

straight at us.

SWISH-SWISH-SWISH-SWISH!

A rain of death filled the air.


“Hup!”

I raised my sword and knocked aside the first sword qi that fell toward me.

CLAAAAANG!

The impact jolted my wrist violently.

There was no time to recover.

SWISH!

The second and third strikes immediately came after me.

CLANG! CLANG-CLANG!

I swung repeatedly, deflecting the blue sword qi.

Every time I blocked one...

another descended.

It truly felt like swords were raining from the sky.

This crazy bastard.

Watching the technique from Azure Pine Garden had been completely different.

Now that I was taking it head-on...

I could feel how much force was packed into every single strand of sword qi.

CLANG!

Another strike smashed into my blade.

I endured the impact and retreated half a step.

At that exact moment...

another sword qi plunged into the ground beside me.

BOOM!

The stone floor exploded, scattering shards in every direction.

Explosions erupted around me one after another.

BOOM! BOOOOM!

“Amitabha!”

Master Gonghyeon thrust both palms upward.

A powerful wave of palm force surged out, knocking away several strands of sword qi falling toward him and the martial artists nearby.

On the opposite side...

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon's sword moved rapidly.

SWISH!

Blue sword light sliced through the air.

Several descending attacks split apart one after another.

Sect Leader Wonmyeong, my master, and Senior Brother Hyeoneom were also protecting not only themselves...

but the people around them.

But—

they couldn't protect everyone.

STAB!

“Kugh!”

A short scream reached my ears.

I turned.

A blue blade of sword qi had pierced straight through a Righteous Alliance warrior's chest.

Before his body even hit the floor...

another scream erupted elsewhere.

“Aaaagh!”

A martial artist raised his sword to block.

Too late.

The blue sword qi sliced diagonally from his shoulder down toward his side.

SPURT!

Blood sprayed high into the air.

“S-Save—”

STAB!

Before he could finish speaking...

another strand pierced through his back.

Thud.

The man collapsed face-first.

He wasn't the only one.

Those who hadn't managed to take proper stances...

those still unable to understand what was happening...

were pierced one after another and fell across the facility.

Screams.

The sound of weapons colliding.

Stone shattering.

Everything mixed together.

Only a few breaths passed.

Yet in that short time...

the underground facility had become a scene of absolute chaos.

Finally—

the raining blue sword qi began disappearing one by one.

“Haa... haa....”

Ragged breathing filled the chamber.

Several corpses already lay scattered across the ground.

The survivors weren't unharmed either.

“Ugh....”

A strained groan came from nearby.

One Righteous Alliance elder staggered while clutching his shoulder.

One entire arm was gone.

Blood poured endlessly from the empty socket.

“A-Alliance Leader...”

His voice trembled with fury.

“What... what are you doing...?”

His eyes reddened.

“We trusted only you and followed you all this time!”

His voice broke.

“How could you betray us?!”

Moyong Cheonhwi's expression did not change.

“Betray?”

He looked at the elder as though the word amused him.

“You misunderstand badly.”

The elder stared at him.

“W-What did you say...?”

“You were merely pieces I needed for a short while.”

Moyong Cheonhwi spoke with utter indifference.

“Pieces?”

“Yes.”

He looked down at the bodies scattered across the floor.

“Pieces to use temporarily in completing the great undertaking.”

Then—

“And once no longer useful, pieces to discard.”

His voice was cold.

“That is all.”

The elder's face twisted.

“Moyong Cheonhwi!”

He gripped his remaining sword with one hand.

“Do you think you can toy with the Righteous Alliance like this and escape unharmed?!”

The grief and rage in his voice came from a man betrayed by someone he had trusted his entire life.

But it didn't last long.

STAB!

“Kugh...!”

A blood-covered sword blade burst through the elder's chest.

Everyone's gaze snapped behind him.

The one who had pierced his heart—

was Heo Seongbaek.

“E-Elder Heo...?”

Killing intent spread across Heo Seongbaek's face.

“This is the path our lord walks.”

His voice was cold.

“A thing like you has no right to stand in his way.”

SPURT!

He ripped the sword free.

Blood sprayed into the air.

Thud.

The lifeless elder collapsed.

“H-Heo Seongbaek!”

“You were part of this too?!”

Heo Seongbaek didn't even look at the people shouting around him.

With blood dripping from his sword...

he walked to Moyong Cheonhwi's side.

“Amitabha....”

Master Gonghyeon's Buddhist invocation echoed through the facility.

He looked at the dead elder for a long moment.

Then turned toward Moyong Cheonhwi.

“Moyong Cheonhwi.”

His solemn voice carried through the chamber.

“What exactly is this great undertaking you seek to achieve...”

Then—

“that you would sacrifice so many lives for it?”

Moyong Cheonhwi merely laughed.

“Why are worthless things who are about to die so curious?”

A twisted smile appeared on his face.

“I never expected all of you to come this far.”

His gaze slowly swept across the room.

“But because of that...”

His smile deepened.

“I have received an unexpected gift.”

His eyes moved from one leader to the next.

“Shaolin.”

“Mount Hua.”

“Kunlun.”

Then—

“To think I would have the chance to eliminate the leaders of all three sects in one place.”

The corner of his mouth rose.

“Pieces like you will be quite useful.”

The moment I heard that...

something clicked inside my head.

Don't tell me....

I glared at Moyong Cheonhwi.

“You're planning to blame our deaths on the Demonic Cult.”

Every gaze shifted toward me.

I continued.

“You'll kill every righteous martial artist here.”

My eyes moved toward the surrounding demonic humans.

“Then you'll claim we were slaughtered by Demonic Cult forces hiding inside the Righteous Alliance.”

"..."

“The Sect Leaders of Mount Hua and Kunlun.”

My jaw tightened.

“Even the Abbot of Shaolin.”

Then—

“If all three die at the hands of the Demonic Cult...”

I gritted my teeth.

“that would be more than enough to drag the entire martial world into a conquest.”

Moyong Cheonhwi nodded with amusement.

“Correct.”

His answer came without hesitation.

“Today, all of you will die for the sake of my great undertaking.”

He looked around.

“And the world will hear a different story.”

His chin tilted toward the demonic humans.

“They will hear that Demonic Cult forces launched a surprise attack inside the Righteous Alliance.”

Then—

“Righteous Alliance warriors died.”

“And the leaders of three great sects lost their lives as well.”

Jin Gwangung finally spat out,

“You fucking lunatic.”

Moyong Cheonhwi ignored him.

“That will be enough to focus the martial world's rage in one direction.”

A vicious smile spread across his face.

“Once even the leaders of those three sects die to the Demonic Cult...”

His eyes gleamed.

“who will dare oppose its extermination?”

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon shouted angrily,

“You would use the lives of so many people merely to create an excuse?!”

Moyong Cheonhwi shook his head as though the question itself were foolish.

“Merely an excuse?”

His smile vanished.

“The righteous martial world's long-awaited conquest of the Demonic Cult will finally be accomplished.”

I glared at him.

“You think everything ends if you kill us?”

Then I pointed upward.

“There are still people above.”

Moyong Cheonhwi answered as though it were obvious.

“Naturally, they will die today as well.”

"..."

“Why would I leave witnesses alive?”

Filthy bastard.

So from the beginning...

he had planned to silence everyone.

But it won't go the way you want.

One face came to mind.

Myeongjeon.

Move in time.

Then—

“I believe we have talked enough.”

Moyong Cheonhwi raised his sword toward us.

“Kill them all.”

The instant his order fell—

“KRAAAAAAGH!”

The demonic humans roared in unison.

BOOM!

More than a hundred of them kicked off the ground at once.

Black shadows rushed toward us from every direction.

Ten jang.

Five.

Three.

The distance vanished in an instant.

Their ink-black eyes filled my vision.

I hurriedly raised my sword.

They're coming.

And in the next moment—

the wave of bloodthirsty demonic humans crashed over us.

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