Chronicles of the Heavenly Demon

Chapter 132: Green Forest (2)

Perhaps it was because the army had stopped marching forward, but the commotion at the forefront reached Woon-seong, who was near the middle. 

If you asked how the commotion reached his ears It was a complicated process. 

However, simply put, it was through the command system. 

Anyways, Woon-seong heard about it. 

Gwan Tae-ryang is fighting with the Green Forest. 

Gwan Tae-ryangs skills were obviously much better than before. It was clear that if he took off the iron bracers, his speed and strength would jump several grades. 

Moreover, the warrior from the Green Forest Stronghold could not be too bad either. 

Gwan Tae-ryang pulled out his weapon first. Maybe it was because he thought the Green Forest Stronghold was worth it?

Is it about the Blade Ogre?

Upon receiving the report, Woon-seong recalled some past events. 

A memory from before his promotion to the Charred Dragon Unit, from real world training. 

I had received a command to help the Second Latent Demon Squad near Korla. 

In that place, Woon-seong had fought a fierce battle with the Blade Ogre.

I later learned that the Blade Ogre was from the Green Mountain. 

He was from the Green Forest Stronghold of Qinghai Province. The reason the Blade Ogre came to Xinjiang was because he was betrayed and ambushed by his subordinates. 

Does this have something to do with him?

Maybe that was why he suddenly remembered that time. 

Interested, Woon-seong slowly got up from where he sat. 

As he stood, the people holding up the palanquin stopped. 

The palanquin was set on the ground. 

When it was set down, Sang Gwan-chuk came over to Woon-seong. Would you like to go see for yourself?

Im intrigued.

After speaking, Woon-seong immediately moved ahead of the group.

As the Cult Leader walked forward, the demonic naturally cleared a path. 

Woon-seong soon reached the vanguard. 

There, Woon-seong was able to see the fierce attacks of the Lieutenant and the man being targeted. 

Weng!

Bang!

Leaping through the air, Gwan Tae-ryangs attack made a deafening sound. 

The air rippled with energy. 

The man was able to defend himself, but he felt like his limbs were being torn off. 

The gap between this man and Gwan Tae-ryang was huge. 

You need to stay alert. 

If not, you will be beaten. 

I have to meet the Cult Leader and tell him something. 

I have to thank him. 

Thats why!

I must endure this!

The man bit his lip. He strengthened his legs and loosened his shoulders. 

There was pain from his side. 

Shua!

Gwan Tae-ryangs attack slashed past his flank. 

The wound was long, but fortunately not deep. 

It was still endurable. 

I must endure!

In addition, the end was soon. 

The man rooted himself to the ground, remembering the number of moves left. 

Gwan Tae-ryang too, did not want to waste the two remaining moves. 

Whoo-hoo!

As qi was infused into his blade, the weapon in his hands began to tremble and cry. 

In order not to fatally injure, he did not use too much energy.

Still, Gwan Tae-ryang used a sliver of skill he had recently learned. 

True Dragon Paralysiswas not some spectacular divine art. It was just a method that described how to capture the weight of a movement close to textbook perfection. 

It was the precise movement of a swinging ruler, one accompanied with the power to crush thousands of miles of rock. 

Boom!

When he was struck, the mans body trembled. 

One of his knees buckled. 

His arms strained as pain lanced up, like they had been broken. 

This is the power of the Cult of the Heavenly Demons vanguard. How amazing!

The man was amazed at Gwan Tae-ryangs strength. 

Meanwhile, the Lieutenant continued with his last attack, not giving the man time to breathe. 

If I stop that, I can meet the Leader!

The mans will burned, not knowing that the Cult Leader was already watching him. 

Over his head, once again, Gwan Tae-ryangs offensive raged. 

Boom, boom!

There was a loud rumbling sound, like the dreadful tolling of a bell. 

At that time, the mans sword broke in hand. 

Bam. 

Half of the sword thudded to the ground. 

Unable to withstand Gwan Tae-ryangs strength, the man flew into the air and crashed down. 

Cough!

Blood spilled from the mans mouth. It seemed like he had internal injuries. 

Nevertheless, the man stood up grumbling.

With his broken sword used as a cane to support his body, he got up on his trembling legs. Looking at Gwan Tae-ryang, he said, Now can I meet the Cult Leader?

At that, Gwan Tae-ryang nodded. As promised under the name of the Charred Dragon Unit, one of the Twelve Supporting Units, the Lieutenant would be responsible for reporting this matter to Woon-seong. 

If he hadnt heard Woon-seongs voice, he would have said so aloud. 

Youve got a good foundation.

It was a voice that came out of nowhere.

Gwan Tae-ryang turned towards the voice. The same was true of the other demonic practitioners, who had been immersed in the battle. 

Everyone looked surprised and bowed.

Gwan Tae-ryang recognized Woon-seong, and the others who had never seen Woon-seong recognized the Black Dragon Robe. 

Hail the Immortal Heavenly Demon, long live the Cult!

Hail the Immortal Heavenly Demon, long live the Cult!

With all the demonic practitioners suddenly bowing, the Green Forest Stronghold was thrown into confusion. 

The same was true of the man leaning his body against the broken sword. He looked around, not understanding the situation. 

Gwan Tae-ryangs next words allowed him to understand: I greet the Leader.

I heard you were young, but I never thought youd be this young. The man opened his mouth, wrinkled his brow and muttered, LeaderThe Heavenly Demon?

It was a mutter of fear and surprise. 

At this point, Gwan Tae-ryang stood up and exclaimed, How dare you!

The same was true of the other demonic.

Show some respect!

The man fell to his knees and spoke like a demonic practitioner: Hail the Immortal Heavenly Demon, long live the Cult. I bow upon all Demons. I present myself to the Cult Leader.

The other Green Forest Stronghold members were confused, but followed his actions. 

Only after this did the noise subside. 

Woon-seong nodded and asked the man at the front, You wanted to see me?

Yes, Lord Heavenly Demon, the man nodded, still bowing his head. 

Woon-seong waved a hand. You are not a Demon and need not be so afraid. Why did you want to see me?

The man lifted his head and looked at Woon-seongs face once. He then lowered his head and slammed his forehead into the ground. 

Bang-

It was not just the man in the front. All the other Green Forest Stronghold members also bowed their heads. 

Bang-

The mans forehead was now bleeding, but he didnt seem to be in pain at all. 

This lowly one has received the Lords grace, so he brought his men to join the Cult of the Heavenly Demon and repay the favor.

Woon-seong narrowed his eyes, then shrugged. A favor?

Now matter how Woon-seong thought about it, he had never had any interaction with the Green Forest Stronghold. It was strange that this man was saying he helped them. 

The man was still bowing as he asked, Do you remember the Blade Ogre?

Woon-seong lifted a brow. I had wondered why that name came to mind when I heard about all the noise, but to think they were actually connected. 

My men and I used to be subordinates of the Blade Ogre.

He was strong, but his personality was terrible. Many times, using his excellent martial arts and high status, he would intimidate our wives and families. Even though we were supposed to work for him, we decided to kill him.

The reason why the Blade Ogre had come to Xinjiang and took over the Nine Vices was indeed because he had been kicked out from Qinghai. 

At least, I think I heard that somewhere, Woon-seong thought.

Perhaps this really was the reason he fled to Xinjiang. 

We ambushed him during the night, successfully poisoning his drink. But unfortunately, I lost him

Woon-seongs idea was correct. 

So that is why the Blade Ogre fled to Xinjiang.

The man nodded. Yes. I heard that the Cult Leader had dealt with the Blade Ogre, even before he became the Heavenly Demon. We have received a favor from the Lord!

He smashed his head into the ground once more.

His forehead tore and blood continued to flow. 

Nevertheless,  his eyes did not shake as he looked at Woon-seong. 

Although our strength is weak, we wish to help the Cult. Please accept us!

Woon-seong stared at the mans eyes for a long time. 

The man also did not avoid Woon-seongs gaze. 

Woon-seong recalled the fight between the man and Gwan Tae-ryang. 

His basics were pretty good. 

It was an unbelievable foundation for a mountain bandit. 

In addition, his defense was solid. 

If they were at similar levels, the mans defense would be better than Gwan Tae-ryangs.

Of course, there was a reason it had been a barrage of one-sided attacks. 

Nevertheless, there was no denying that the mans fundamentals and defense were outstanding.

Its not bad.

Woon-seong opened his eyes.

Whats your name?

This one is Nok Cha-seol of the Himalayan Mountains!

Kung-

He slammed his head down again. 

Woon-seong titled his head, murmuring:

I allow you to join the Demonic Army.

It was a soft murmur, but Woon-seongs voice definitely reached his ears. 

Nok Cha-seol shouted with a bright smile on his face, I will repay you with my life!

As if responding to the mans cry, the other members of the Green Forest also shouted.

I will repay you with my life!

The grudges and grievances of Murim were strangely and bizarrely karmically connected. Woon-seong was able to recruit about 500 mountain bandits thanks to the death of the bandit chief Blade Ogre of the Green Mountain.