As soon as part of the wooden barricades were brought down, there was not much aning to the fort.
It was natural considering the boundaries that separated the interior and exterior were no longer there.
After the walls were breached, the Cult of the Heavenly Demon sent more soldiers up Mount Qilian, and the Orthodox faction poured out to block them.
The scene was almost poetic.
It was common for opponents to change in the middle of such a struggle.
Either the opponent was struck with a blade and died, or they were flung off into the distance and soone took his place.
There were plenty of reasons to change opponents.
No one was an exception.
Sa Ryong-hui was fighting Koo Jong-byuk, while the New Dragon Battalion fought the Charred Dragon Unit. Rather than fighting, it was more correct to say Sa Ryong-hui was barely enduring.
However, the opponent soon changed.
After blocking Koo Jong-byuks fist, he was thrown far enough away from him.
Hmph.
Sa Rrong-hui stabbed and killed a soldier coming from his side.
Puchi
A demon, who now had a hole in his thigh and heart, fell down in a pool of blood.
Three more demons rushed at Sa Ryong-hui in succession.
Glory to the Heavenly Demon!
Glory to the Heavenly Demon!
Glory to the Heavenly Demon!
It was enough to remind Sa Ryong-hui that these were all fanatics, as they rushed to their deaths, crying out in glory of the Heavenly Demon. Sa Ryong-hui bit his lips as he looked at them, swinging his sword.
The sword in his hands split in all directions and the demonic soldiers ca crashing down. After that, most of the soldiers tried to avoid him.
Where is he?
anwhile, Sa Ryong-huis eyes continued to roam the battlefield. He was searching for traces of the Wind Demon Fist King.
He had faced the Demonic Master himself.
So he knew.
Unless soone keeps that Demonic Master busy, there will be great damage to my allies.
That was why he never stopped searching for Koo Jong-byuk.
Then, Sa ryong-huis eyes narrowed.
There arent that many demonic soldiers.
It was hard to determine because of all the chaos, but he could tell when looking carefully.
The number of demonic soldiers who had climbed Mount Qilian was less than 3,000. According to what he heard, the combined forces of the West and East should have been closer to 20,000 n.
Having not sent their entire army at once, Sa Ryong-hui suddenly wondered what the Cult of the Heavenly Demon was thinking.
That wasnt the only strange thing.
Despite the chaos, the Cult of the Heavenly Demon never left a certain area.
Sticking to that area, the demonic soldiers stretched out like long bands. The Orthodox faction was struggling against the demonic soldiers within that band.
Do you intend to form a siege?
It was then.
Hahahahahaha!
After stabbing and killing another two demonic soldiers, Sa Ryong-hui heard laughter. He turned his head towards the sound. It was an unforgettable laugh.
Wind Demon Fist King! he raised his voice and shouted.
Soone responded to him.
It was not the Wind Demon Fist King.
Kuakuakua!
A blade left a long mark where Sa Ryong-hui had just been standing.
If I hadnt jumped to the side just now, I would have been cut in two.
Captain of the Charred Dragon Unit! Sa Ryong-hui growled with his eyes wide, glaring at the man who had just attacked him.
It was Gwan tae-ryang.
Just like fate, the two n t on the battlefield for the first ti.
You are the leader of the New Dragon Battalion, right? Gwan Tae-ryang asked.
Instead of answering, Sa Ryong-hui swung his sword.
That was an answer enough.
Kua
The two blades collided and sporks erupted in the air. The sword and blade slashed through the air, targeting veins and joints.
Boom. Boom.
Energy exploded like firecrackers in the air.
In the midst of the clashes, Sa Ryong-hui suddenly faced Gwan Tae-ryang and roared, What on earth is the Cult of the Heavenly Demon thinking?!
.
Boom, boom!
Why arent they attacking? What the hell are they after?!
Chang-chang!
Say it!
Sa Ryong-hui shouted.
At that mont, Gwan Tae-ryangs blade flashed.
Clang
Sa Ryong-huis sleeve had just been torn. If I hadnt instinctively pulled my arm back, my wrist would have been cut off.
His expression hardened.
Aiming straight for Sa Ryong-huis face, Gwan Tae-ryong spoke in a low and clear voice, Focus on the fight, unless you want to compete with insults.
In front of Sa Ryong-hui, the air rippled.
Otherwise, youll lose your head before you even know whats going on.
Boom-!
While the battle continued, so people were secretly climbing Mount Qilian, as if they had nothing to do with the turmoil.
Their movents were very secretive.
They moved silently and quickly among the trees, flitting about like shadows.
Their feet hit the ground, but there was no sound.
They also did not forget to carefully observe their surroundings.
Like that, twenty people scattered across the mountain.
If there was anything common between them, it would be their clothing.
They were all wearing black robes, robes with the symbols of the Cult of the Heavenly Demon on one side.
Those who were climbing were all mbers of the Demonic Cult.
In fact, they were playing a central role in the battle.
To be precise, the objects in their hands would be the center of the battle.
As they climbed the mountain, they would stop and put iron bars into the ground.
Puk
The iron rods were inserted halfway into the earth. After confirming that, they would set off a small firecracker in the air.
Pang, pang, pang!
These flares erupted into sparks. Such a scene unfolded all over the mountainside.
Unknowingly, there was a man who had climbed to the highest peak of Mount Qilian and watched the battlefield.
Hmm.
It was Sang Gwan-chuk.
His eyes slowly swept across the battle. Unlike when he was speaking with Woon-seongs, his eyes were cold and calculated as he calmly observed and predicted the field.
As his eyes swept through, a slight smile appeared on his face.
He liked the way the demonic followers had surrounded the enemies in a siege formation.
Youre doing well.
In the midst of such a skirmish, it was very important to distinguish between allies and enemies.
That was also why they hadnt sent all the demonic soldiers into battle.
Hmm.
It was not only to reduce damage to the Cult as much as possible, but also to easily distinguish the two forces.
Sang Gwan-chuk suddenly focused on sothing else.
This ti, it wasnt another section of the battlefield, but sowhere in the forests of Mount Qilian. Sang Gwan-chuks eyes seed to light up slightly.
He could see so of those n in black robes, symbolizing the Demonic Sect, moving secretly through the woods.
In their hands were iron rods the size of an adults forearm.
It was the weapon he had shown to Woon-seong.
Those iron rods were the core of the Qilian Destruction Plan. Seeing those iron rods placed in the designated locations, Sang Gwan-chuk smiled.
This way, the enemies will know the greatness of our Cult.
At this ti, firecrackers burst through the sky.
All that was left was Woon-seongs job.
Everyone fighting below could also see the sudden explosion of fireworks.
Pang-pang-pang!
The Orthodox soldiers, who did not understand, were puzzled by the sudden fireworks show.
Sa Ryong-huis expression soon beca horror. This absolute confusion definitely has sothing to do with the enemys secret movents!
Seeing the fireworks, Sa Ryong-hui imdiately shouted, What the hell are you doing?!
At that, Gwan Tae-ryang laughed. Who knows?
Gwan Tae-ryang didnt know what the exact plan was either.
But one thing was clear.
Those fireworks definitely ant sothing to the demonic practitioners fighting on Mount Qilian, including Gwan Tae-ryang.
Keep your distance! he shouted, maniacally rushing away from Sa Ryong-hui.
At that mont, the demonic practitioners imdiately started to retreat.
Sa Ryong-hui, who intuitively concluded that sothing was going terribly wrong, also shouted, Retreat! Stay away from the demons!
At that, Yoon Ye-ryong, who was still struggling against the Mask Demon, called out, Whats going on?
As soon as Gwan Tae-ryangs voice had rang out, the Samsara Demonic Cavalry had also moved as far as possible from the Iron Swords.
I have a bad feeling about sothing. I think its better if we stick together.
Hmph, for the remnants of the Demonic Cult
Sa Ryong-hui scread as Peng Hak ignored his orders and tried to rush forward.
Thud!
Peng Haks gaze flicked over.
Soon, he realized that he had been shoved and turned to shout at Sa Ryong-hui: I already let the fact that so bastard from low birth beca my superior
At that mont, an overwhelming weight pressed down on the entire mountain.
It was the appearance of Woon-seong.
Fwoosh
Ta, ta.
Woon-seong stepped into the air.
His movents were natural, as if he were climbing an invisible staircase.
He climbed through the air and stopped at a point where he could see the entire Qilian Mountain at once.
All the demonic practitioners looked up at him.
Thats not good
Soones voice was vividly transmitted to everyone.
Woon-seong looked down at them arrogantly.
His energy continued to press down across the entire mountain.
Energy emanating from the Heavenly Demon, not from anyone else.
Still looking down on them, Woon-seong said:
Watch, this is the power of the Cult of the Heavenly Demon.
Rumble!
Woon-seongs voice shook the air. In that state, Woon-seong slowly lifted one foot.
Fwoom!
A flicker of fire appeared around Woon-seongs heels. The flas flowing out ford a vortex, whirling around the soles of his feet.
Like that, a huge whirlpool of flas erupted around Woon-seongs feet.
Soone muttered the na of the move in terror:
Reigning Step of the Heavenly Demon.
A move where flas would erupt under your feet, each step raining fire upon the earth
As soon as soone called out this na, one which brought terror to the Orthodox faction, Woon-seong began the Reigning Step.
Kwa-rung!
Balls of fire began to fall towards Mount Qilian.
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