Descent of the Demon God

The previous night, when the National Guards left.

Chairman Chun Yu-jang asked in a bewildered voice.

“Huh? You want to convene the meeting of shareholders?”

Not just him, but even the others couldn’t hide their shock.

It was Chun Yeowun who made that request.

He wondered if it would be possible to bring together the clan leaders under the Chun Yu-jang faction.

Most of the top clans were in charge of affiliates.

As the faction's leader, Chun Yu-jang could summon them, but if he did, he would attract the attention of the other factions who were monitoring their movements.

And there had to be a reason for convening the meeting of shareholders.

“Why? Can’t you do it?”

It was director Huan Myung-oh and not the chairman who answered Chun Yeowun’s question.

“My lord. Would it be okay if I ask what is the reason for calling the members of the higher clans?”

“Answer whether you can do it or not.”

‘Ah…’

They actually could guess the reason.

They all thought that Chun Yeowun was trying to reveal his identity in front of those people too.

Chun Yeowun did declare that he would reintegrate and revive the Sky Demon Order, so it was natural to meet with the higher clans.

But.

“It isn’t difficult to hold a meeting, but there is one problem.”

“Problem?”

“…There may be spies.”

That was the biggest problem.

This wouldn’t have been a problem if the Cult was still one entity, but now that it was divided into three factions, information became crucial.

The hostile forces couldn’t be held responsible either.

That’s because they all belonged to the same Cult, the Sky Demon Order.

However, it was still a problem.

“In our case, the executives, we have supported Chairman Chun Yu-jang as the next head for a long time. So the chairman trusts us. But it is different when it comes to the other clans.”

After the dissolution of Black Sky Company, several clans came to support Chun Yu-jang.

Since they couldn’t blindly suspect people, they took them in after verification, but no matter how many concerns and verifications were done, verifying thousands of people would be impossible.

“I am not saying that everyone is suspicious. However, we cannot rule out the possibilities of spies of the other factions being planted.”

Which was why Chun Yu-jang had decided to make the most important meetings with just his executives.

That’s why the major stocks were in the control of the chairman and his executives.

“Ancestor. I am concerned that the meeting would raise the awareness of the other two factions.”

At Chun Yu-jang’s words, Chun Yeowun shook his head.

Chun Yu-jang was taken aback by that response.

“What is it, ancestor?”

“I think I can see why you guys haven’t been able to unite the Cult for over 20 years.”

“Sorry?”

“Do you know about the proverb throwing grass and frightening snakes?”

It was meant to scare away the snake by tapping on the grass around.

In a way, it meant to openly cause sound and raise problems which will cause anger and raise the awareness of enemies.

“Those who just watch and stare, will keep staring till the end. Don’t let me highlight your lack of qualities as a Lord.”

Chun Yu-jang couldn’t hide his ashamed face at those words.

His ancestor, Chun Yeowun, was getting more and more disappointed with him.

“… Then what should we do?”

“Stop complaining and just convene the meeting.”

All the shareholders in the conference room looked at the Sky Demon Sword in amazement.

Who doesn’t know about that sword?

A sacred object that had disappeared a thousand years ago.

“Is that really the Sky Demon Sword?”

“It is the Sky Demon Sword.”

The whispers grew louder and louder.

Lim Kang couldn't hide his shock at how excited the other people were.

‘No way! The Sky Demon Sword is in his hand!’

He still couldn’t forget the excitement he felt when he saw the video four days ago.

He even drank wine with the members of his clan, saying that the new Chun Ma was born.

But what was this now?

He wanted to shout that it was fake, but the demonic energy coming from the sword was unusual.

‘Just what happened?’

It was then.

Thud!

“Ooh. How… how could this happen!”

One of the presidents of the affiliates knelt on the floor.

His eyes were red brimming with tears as he looked at the sword.

“Lord Chun Ma!”

‘Chun Ma!’

At the word ‘Chun Ma’, everyone’s eyes turned to Chun Yeowun.

It was definite that the sword had disassembled from his wrist.

The identity was unknown, but he was undoubtedly the Master of the Sky Demon Sword.

[Those who have the Sky Demon Sword. Will inherit the title of Chun Ma.]

The absolute law in the Sky Demon Order, written by the first Chun Ma.

‘What should I do?’

According to the law, everyone had to be on their knees and bow their heads.

But one person caught his eye.

It was chairman Chun Yu-jang.

The chairman of Black Sky Company was in prison, and with this young man holding the Sky Demon Sword, Chun Yu-jang would have to kneel too.

It was then.

Chun Yu-jang got up from his seat.

Everyone looked at him.

Chun Yu-jang, the candidate for the next lord, stood up, knelt down in front of Chun Yeowun, bowed his head, and shouted louder than anyone else.

“Chun Yu-jang greets Lord Chun Ma!”

Thud!

At the same time, the main office executives knelt at once and put their heads on the floor, shouting.

“We greet Lord Chun Ma!”

When even the senior members of the Cult knelt, the shareholders couldn’t hide their surprise.

Chun Yu-jang urged the others.

“Are you being rude to the Lord right now?”

Thud!

“We greet Lord Chun Ma!!”

At that, all the shareholders fell on the floor.

All their eyes were trembling.

The weight the title Chun Ma had was amazing.

However, not everyone bowed their heads immediately.

“Got you.”

Chun Yeowun smiled.

Three men stood there, hesitating with doubtful expressions.

Among them was Lim Kang, a member of the Chun Woo-kyung faction.

‘This!’

Lim Kang couldn’t hide his shock when he found two more people standing.

Those two were also part of Chun Woo-kyung’s faction.

‘I should have fallen down and greeted.’

Those of the Chun Woo-kyung faction couldn’t bow down right away as they didn’t know the authenticity of the Sky Demon Sword that Chun Yeowun showed.

And that momentary hesitation was a mistake.

Chun Yeowun said.

“Chun Yu-jang.”

“Please give your order.”

“Kill those who aren’t related to us.”

“Yes!”

Chun Yu-jang responded right away and gave orders to the senior executives.

“Fulfill the order!”

“Yes!”

Phat!

Huan Myung-oh and seven other executives, who were bowing, moved right away.

“W-what!”

The three men who were standing panicked and tried to defend themselves.

However, they weren’t the targets.

Swosh!

‘What?’

Puck!

Director Huan had passed Lim Kang, and mercilessly stabbed one of the shareholders in the back with a knife in his arms.

“Kuak!”

The shareholders who were attacked died.

‘Why?’

Lim Kang didn’t understand what was happening.

Meanwhile, the other seniors rushed to certain people who were on their knees and.

Puck!

“D-damn it!”

Recognizing that someone died in Huan Myung-oh’s hand, the few people got up from the ground and tried to avoid the attack.

But they were all just Super Master level warriors.

The gap between them was too clear.

“Where do you think you are going!”

Director Hang Yu-rin stabbed one in the head.

As a Superior Master, her speed was close to lightning.

Thud!

“Kuak!”

One whose throat was slit, fell down with blood gushing out.

The others were no different.

They died within a few seconds.

Thud!

As soon as eight people died, the entire room was stained with blood.

‘What the hell is all this?’

The shareholders who were still bowing couldn’t understand what they were supposed to do.

People in the same room were killed.

“Huh.”

A man in his mid 50s with half white and half black hair, Hyang Baek, the vice-president of Yongchun furniture.

Hyang Baek looked at the ones approaching him.

“You are the last.”

Huan Myung-oh pointed the knife at him and said.

Glaring back, Hyang Baek asked.

“Director Huan… what is all this?”

“We decided not to turn a blind eye anymore. Vice president! No, spy Jin Hyang-baek!”

Jin Hyang-baek wasn’t a member of the Sky Demon order.

Huan Myung-oh of the Ghost Illusion clan had identified all the spies who had infiltrated the Group.

But left them alone in fear of friction.

‘Is this that man's influence?’

Jin Hyang-baek looked at Chun Yeowun.

Since the disintegration of Black Sky Company, the Sky Demon Order avoided friction as much as possible.

But suddenly, there was a change of attitude.

‘Are the vicious cultists trying to rise again?’

He bit his lip.

He had to let the outside world know about this fact. However, his chance of survival seemed slim.

Which meant that he had to go all out.

‘Then…’

Contemplating, he shouted, hoping that everyone would listen.

“You people are making a huge mistake right now!”

“Mistake?”

“Who do you think the dead ones are? They are the watchers sent to each faction belonging to the Murim Association. When you killed them, you declared war!”

At his cry, Huan Myung-oh’s expression darkened.

That was what he was most concerned about.

He accepted it because it was Chun Ma’s command, but the moment they eradicated the spies, it was war.

‘They did something stupid.’

Lim Kang, who watched it, clicked his tongue.

Even the Chun Woo-kyung faction avoided touching the spies to avoid fights with outside forces.

It was something that shouldn’t be done without looking at the Cult’s condition.

‘They should have properly…’

It was then.

Woong!

“Euk!’

Jin Hyang-baek’s body rose and got dragged in front of Chun Yeowun.

He instinctively tried to raise the energy and resist it, but to no avail.

‘W-what energy?’

It was hard to control his own body.

It was like his body wasn’t his anymore.

As he was flustered, Chun Yeowun said.

“Declaration of war?”

Despite being afraid, Jin Hyang-baek shouted.

“Kuak! Do you think the Sky Demon Order, weakened due to disintegration and internal conflict, can handle the Murim Association and the entire Murim?”

The current Sky Demon Order was nothing more than the target of Murim warriors.

Jin Hyang-baek’s words weren’t wrong.

But Chun Yeowun’s reaction was unexpected.

“You seem to be misunderstanding something.”

“What?”

Grab!

“Eup!”

Chun Yeowun grabbed his neck.

Fingers digging into his flesh.

“Kuaaak!”

“Can the cult handle the entire Murim?”

“Kuaaak!”

“Funny. The entire Murim will have to handle me.”

‘!?’

Jin Hyang-baek couldn't believe his ears.

‘W-what is this man saying…’

Crush.

But before he could think about it, his head was shattered.

Chun Yeowun casually wiped off the blood that stained his hands and spoke to Lim Kang and the two others who were blankly staring at him.

“Now that the outside rats are dealt with, let’s take care of the inside ones.”