The Demonic Cult Delegates' Cruel Game
The Great Justice Alliance's Jeong Myeong and Blood Demon Lord's Blood Lord stood with stern faces, gazing at the three people before them.
Those three were precisely the three envoys who had come from the Demonic Cult.
Sweeping a glance over the stiffly frozen Jeong Myeong and Blood Lord, the one-armed man in the middle with his sinister appearance let out a laugh as he surveyed his surroundings.
“Even if the relations between our sect and your Central Plains are not good, are you planning to keep these envoys standing here as they are?”
Upon Guangming Wusa's words, Jeong Myeong and Blood Lord bowed deeply with cupped fists, lowering their heads.
“Our hospitality is lacking for such an unexpected honored guest. Please wait a moment, and people will come to serve the honored guests without any shortcoming.”
“Hahaha! How could it be! They are ranked third among the Ming Cult! Since I, Guangming Wusa, personally came, it will be quite a surprise for you all.”
Hearing Guangming Wusa's words, a momentary doubt flashed across Jeong Myeong's face. Although the Demonic Cult had few information, information about their positions was known in the Central Plains.
And the Guangming Wusa he knew was ranked fourth in the Ming Cult's hierarchy.
‘Is there a change in the Ming Cult's hierarchy?’
Just as Jeong Myeong was thinking this, Guangming Wusa swept his gaze around.
Startled! Startled!
The martial artists surrounding them hurriedly turned their heads away.
Observing those martial artists, Guangming Wusa said, “It seems it will take time, so chairs are necessary.”
“I will bring chairs.”
“No…… It's fine.”
Then Guangming Wusa extended his hand.
Whoosh!
“Huk!”
Instantly, the body of a middle-aged martial artist standing to one side was pulled forward.
“H-Empty Space Drag!”
“Dragging people by Empty Space Drag!”
As people were startled by the act of dragging someone with Empty Space Drag, Guangming Wusa grabbed the man's neck.
“P-Please spare me!”
“Who said I would kill you?”
Smiling, Guangming Wusa pressed the man's acupuncture points and made him lie face-down on the ground.
Thud!
Then, with the supine martial artist's back facing up, Guangming Wusa placed his hips on it.
“W-What kind of thing is this!”
“As guests of the Great Justice Alliance, how can we owe such a debt? Chairs are something we should prepare ourselves.”
Upon Guangming Wusa's words, the two elders beside him nodded and extended their hands.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Instantly, two young martial artists were pulled into their hands.
“Waaah!”
“No!”
The two people, unaware of what would become of them, screamed and struggled, but their bodies did not stop.
However……
“Stop!”
Accompanied by a shout, the martial artists in the formation hurriedly grabbed the two being pulled.
As the two people being pulled by others' hands stopped, their screams grew louder.
“Waaaaah!”
“Aaaah!”
Grateful that people had stopped them, the pain of the body being torn still came because the Empty Space Drag's energy had not disappeared.
“Waaaaah!”
Seeing the two floating in the air scream, Jeong Myeong and Blood Lord narrowed their eyes and spat out internal energy between them.
Boom! Boom!
With explosions accompanying the boom, the Empty Space Drag internal energy spat out by the two elders collided with the internal energy and vanished.
“This is what kind of brutal act is this!”
“G-Guaming Wusa…… Did you not come as envoys, but to fight?”
Upon the two men's cries, the two elders looked at their own hands and laughed.
“Since we missed the chairs…… you all have to become chairs.”
With those words, the two elders suddenly disappeared.
“Taat!”
“Haat!”
As the two elders' figures disappeared, Jeong Myeong and Blood Lord shouted their spirit and kicked backward with their feet.
Slashed!
As they had been receiving guests as representatives of the Great Justice Alliance, their martial prowess was outstanding.
But……
Tap-tap!
The elders appearing from behind lightly blocked the swords with both hands and laughed.
“The reaction speed is not bad. But what we need is chairs.”
As the two tried to quickly withdraw their bodies because their swords were blocked, another elder grabbed their necks.
Then, with rapid blood points, he made the stiffened two be dragged to the side of Guangming Wusa and made them lie face-down on the ground.
“You bastards! Just kill them!”
“You dog!”
As the two cursed in humiliation, the two elders placed their hips on their backs.
“It is good.”
“It is comfortable.”
The martial artists who became chairs by the three Demonic Cult experts looked like they would faint from humiliation.
How could they, proud martial artists of the renowned Wulin, ever imagine receiving such treatment. Moreover, numerous martial artists around them had witnessed this scene.
“Waaaaah!”
“Kill! Kill!”
Upon the three men's cries of killing out of humiliation, Guangming Wusa smiled and looked at the martial artists.
“These people gathered to oppose our sect are calmly watching such a scene…… truly, they have great patience.”
“Indeed. The children of the Ming Cult should learn such patience……”
“Kukuku!”
Upon the three elders' ridicule, anger appeared on the faces of the martial artists around.
“You bastard!”
“Let's kill!”
“Let's kill!”
Chattering!
Hundreds of martial artists drew their swords at once. Then, with murderous eyes, they surrounded the three elders.
Upon that appearance, Guangming Wusa laughed.
“Kukuku! So this is how it should be……”
While speaking, Guangming Wusa clicked his tongue and looked to one side.
“It seems it will get interesting……”
Accompanying Guangming Wusa's mutter, a magnificent sound rang out.
“Namu Amita…… Tabul!”
“Muryangsabul.”
“You crazy bastards!”
Just as the magnificent Buddhist chants and Dao chants, and curses were heard, the appearances of the elderly monk, elderly Daoist, and the red-haired elderly man appeared before the three elders.
And the red-haired elderly man, the moment he appeared, rushed towards the three elders.
“How dare!”
With the shout, sharp Gang Qi spurted from the red-haired elder's hand.
Sasak!
The lines of Gang Qi stretched like blades towards Guangming Wusa and the Demonic Cult figures.
Upon that appearance, Guangming Wusa strongly thrust his fist forward.
Boom! Rumble!
The blades of Gang Qi burst, and the ground split.
“You bastard!”
When the red-haired elder tried to step forward again, the elderly monk shouted with Buddhist chants, “Red Flame Old Monster, stop. Think of your disciple's safety.”
Upon the elderly monk's shout, the Red Flame Old Monster hesitated and glared at the elder sitting on Blood Lord's lap.
“Can't you get up quickly!”
Blood Lord was the Red Flame Old Monster's disciple.
Upon the Red Flame Old Monster's appearance, the elder saw him and secretly placed his hand on Blood Lord's head.
“Is this your disciple?”
“This bastard!”
Seeing the Red Flame Old Monster tremble with anger at his beard, Guangming Wusa stood up, smiling.
“The joke ends here. Anyway, we are envoys, right?”
Smiling, he rose from the man's back, and the two elders rose with smiles.
Then, the Red Flame Old Monster extended his hand.
Blood Lord flew in with Empty Space Drag in front of him. The elderly monk and elderly Daoist also extended their hands, pulling Jeong Myeong and the other middle-aged martial artists towards them.
Tatat!
Rapidly applying blood points, the Red Flame Old Monster looked at Blood Lord.
“Are you all right?”
“I-I……”
Blood Lord could not continue. The Red Flame Old Monster shook his head.
“It's fine.”
The Red Flame Old Monster glared at Guangming Wusa.
“How dare you use my disciple as a chair!”
The Red Flame Old Monster was an absolute expert and the deputy sect leader of the Blood Demon Lord's bloodline. Using his own disciple as a chair.
The Red Flame Old Monster's red hair began to flutter and rise.
“Red Flame Old Monster, what are you saying we……”
While speaking, Guangming Wusa looked somewhere and his face stiffened. The place his eyes were directed to was where the men in green robes were stepping down to the ground.
“Kukuku! Tang Clan…… Hufufu!”
Guangming Wusa smiled coldly as he glared at the Tang Clan martial artists.
Tang Myung's eyes, seeing Guangming Wusa's sinister appearance similar to his past life, immediately filled with killing intent. Not only Tang Myung, but all Tang Clan experts felt the same.
With cold eyes, the Tang Clan experts looked at them, Guangming Wusa swept his gaze over them and said, “There, is that young brat the new family head who replaced the deceased Tang Cheon-deuk?”
“This!”
Just as Tang Hong was about to explode, Tang Jang grabbed his shoulder.
It was now Tang Myung's turn as the family head. Tang Hong bit his lips in frustration from Tang Jang's words.
Churu!
How strongly he had bitten, his lips were about to burst and blood was flowing.
“You bastard! Can you not even see me in front of you!”
As Guangming Wusa turned his gaze away right in front of him, the Red Flame Old Monster got angry and tried to raise his hand.
On that, the elderly monk and elderly Daoist beside him hurriedly said, “Red Flame Old Monster, calm down.”
“Wait.”
The two monks restrained the Red Flame Old Monster.
Guangming Wusa's provocation not only made Tang Hong angry, but it was also enough to arouse Tang Myung's anger.
In that anger, Tang Myung shouted at once, “Ming Cult's fourth-ranked Guangming Wusa!”
Upon Tang Myung's shout, Guangming Wusa's face distorted.
“Who! Who said fourth!”
Guangming Wusa shouted in rage and charged at Tang Myung. And that figure was not visible in Tang Myung's eyes.
The moment he shouted, he had already rushed so fast that he disappeared from Tang Myung's eyes.
Instead, Tang Jang grabbed Tang Myung's body and pulled it back, while simultaneously thrusting both hands forward strongly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Instantly, powerful energy surged from Tang Jang's lungs. If Tang Myung opened the Breathing Qi Pill, Tang Jang possessed the Golden Pill.
If the attribute of the Breathing Qi Pill was to enhance energy, the Golden Pill had the attribute to strengthen energy.
Enhancing and strengthening…… Although the two attributes seemed similar, they were different.
The enhancing one helped grow energy, so the Breathing Qi Pill grew quickly.
The Golden Pill was……
Rumble!
The attribute of the Golden Pill…… strengthened the energy.
Guangming Wusa, startled, quickly drew a circle with one hand on Tang Jang's internal energy.
“Hollow Origin Circle!”
The internal energy of Tang Jang and Guangming Wusa collided in the middle.
Kwa kwa kwang!
With explosions, explosions occurred between them.
“Uwoh!”
Powerful rebound caused blood to rise from Tang Jang's neck. Tang Jang clenched his teeth tightly and forcibly swallowed the rising blood.
Tang Jang shook his body after swallowing the blood.
Thud! Thud!
Accompanying the sound, Tang Jang's hand brushed over the long robe quickly.
And from Tang Jang's hand, a hidden weapon was shot towards Guangming Wusa.
Guangming Wusa continuously drew circles with one hand on the hidden weapon shot from Tang Jang's hand.
Whoosh!
The dagger was sucked into the circle drawn by Guangming Wusa.
Woo woong!
Like a fish thrashing in water, the dagger wriggling inside the circle began to contract.
Crunch! Crack!
The dagger contracted and shattered into pieces.
Crash! Thud!
As the shattered dagger fell to the ground, Guangming Wusa glared at Tang Jang.
“In the Tang Clan…… was there such an expert?”
The heat of anger that had been from the word fourth cooled coldly.
Guangming Wusa's cold voice was answered with a laugh from the Wind Demon Iron Gale behind him.
“With only one arm, it seems his strength is halved.”
“Indeed.”
The Poison Demon Blood Knife and the Blood Demon Nine Whirlpools also smiled and continued.
“And stop here. Anyway……”
The Wind Demon Blood Knife looked at Guangming Wusa.
“We are the envoys of the Ming Cult.”
“You say I should just watch after I have endured this humiliation!”
Guangming Wusa, having quietly glared at Tang Jang, lightly farted and said, “Even as envoys, we can handle light disputes on our own.”
Guangming Wusa glared at Tang Jang and said, “I will kill you.”
Gang Qi Flame rose in Guangming Wusa's hand.
Whoosh!
Upon that appearance, Tang Jang also pulled up Gang Qi Flame as if not to be outdone.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The red and yellow flickering Gang Qi Flame of Tang Jang caused surprise on the faces of the people.
“King Yama's Hand Tang Jang, a Gang Qi Flame expert!”
“Tang Jang has become a Gang Qi Flame expert!”
As people were startled by Gang Qi Flame, the Tang Clan experts shook their bodies.
Thud! Thud!
As the Tang Clan experts prepared for battle, Tang Myung also lightly shook his body.
Thud!
As the Tang Clan experts shook their bodies and the thud sound was heard, the martial artists around hurriedly began to make space.
They also knew what the low movements and sounds of the Tang Clan experts meant.
And…… since hidden weapons had no eyes, they made space.