Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 625 Put the world at your feet (5)

“Lord Mun!”

A look of urgency appeared on Gong Yachi’s face.

“What happened?”

Cho Hae’s face turned bright red.

“We won! It is said that Damsayoung was imprisoned after being defeated in the battle with the cult leader. The Gyoryongjo was annihilated by the attack of the Iron Blood Castle and the Imperial Army, and not only the Celestial Dragon magicians but also the Celestial Dragon Palace Lord were all killed!”

bang!

Gong Yachi slammed the table.

“it’s okay!”

He let out an exclamation.

“Hahaha!”

Gong Yachi bursts out laughing.

It was the first time Chohae had seen him smile so brightly while serving Gong Yachi.

Chohae bowed his head.

“I salute you, Master Moon. You have worked very hard so far.”

“How much trouble do you say I had? You, who kept up with me, did more.”

“If you know that, please give me a share later.”

“Hahahaha! Were you also greedy for your shares?”

“They say there’s nothing in the world better than money, right?”

“Don’t worry. I already took care of your share.”

“As expected, there is only Lord Moon.”

Gong Yachi laughed for a while and looked out the window.

‘As expected, my eyes were not wrong.’

His face, which had always been stiff with tension, finally showed a sense of liberation.

‘Thank you for your hard work, leader.’

* * *

“It’s changed.”

There was a bitter look on Zhu Qing’s face as he looked up at the throne.

“It’s really changed a lot.”

Although its influence did not reach the world, the imperial family boasted outstanding dignity as the support of the empire.

The flames of war that spread throughout the imperial palace even reached the throne. Is that why? The majesty and majesty that Zhou Qing remembered from the past was no longer visible.

It was gloomy and dark. Ancient languages of unknown meaning were written densely in red all over the walls, and the characters Cheon (天) and Dragon (龍) were written on two pieces of golden silk hung from the ceiling.

Zhu Qing looked up at the ceiling and saw a lifeless sight in his eyes.

“General.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Tear off that damn silk right now.”

“I accept Your Majesty’s orders.”

So Gong-hwi’s hands moved like beams of light.

Yikes!

Two huge sheets of silk fluttered and fell to the ground.

Zhu Qing looks down at the silk with sharp eyes that seem to cut. So Gong-hwi looked at his profile and sighed inwardly.

It was because of Cheonryonggung and Damsayeong that the imperial palace ended up in this state. However, it was also Zhu Tianyang’s fault for joining hands with him, and it was also his own fault for moving under Zhou Tianyang.

I did not dare to see His Majesty’s face.

“General.”

“…Please ask, Your Majesty.”

“I hope that the imperial palace will continue to work hard to ensure that something like this never happens again.”

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So Gong-hwi bowed on the spot.

“It is my natural duty as the general of the imperial palace. I will make every effort to prevent anyone from invading the imperial palace in the future.”

“okay.”

Zhu Qing sighed.

“That’s right.”

It was then.

“It may be in the distant future, but I don’t think the majesty of the imperial palace will be trampled by the feet of weightlifters for the next hundreds of years.”

Zhou Qing turned his head.

Zhong Zhenbaek knelt down.

“The Lord of the Iron Blood Castle, Song Sang Baek, presents an audience with His Majesty the Emperor.”

Although it wasn’t a case of fighting spirit, it was the greatest example of what a top player in a powerhouse can do.

Su Gonghui was not pleased with his greeting, but Zhou Qing did not think so.

In other words, Geum Baek was a strong man who could wipe them out right away if he wanted to. The fact that he knelt down and bowed his head was like the entire Sapa martial forest kneeling before the imperial family.

Zhu Qing received Zheng Zhongbai’s greeting with a satisfied face.

“Please wake up.”

“yes.”

“Anyway, what did you mean by that?”

Zhong Zhenbaek said with a smile.

“Congratulations on your great victory.”

“Great victory?”

“It is said that they have captured all the Heavenly Dragon magicians below the name of the Heavenly Dragon Palace Lord.”

“…!”

“Furthermore, it is said that Dam Sa-yeong was defeated and imprisoned at the hands of Seo-ryang, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Church.”

Zhou Qing’s eyes twinkled.

“Is it true?”

“Of course. If you don’t believe me, just ask me directly.”

“Directly?”

It was then.

“Hoo, this is the royal temple where only the emperor can sit, right?”

Zhou Qing and Su Gonghui looked back in surprise.

I don’t know when Seo-ryang came in, but he was stroking his chin while looking at Taesa.

“It’s the height of extravagance that makes you think it’s the throne of the throne. If you sit in that seat, you’ll feel very uncomfortable.”

Zhu Qing opened his mouth.

“you?”

Xu Liang smiled.

“What do you think? I will rule the world as an emperor from now on. Can I sit down for just once?”

So Gong-hwi shouted hysterically.

“What nonsense!”

At that time, Zhu Qing raised his hand to block Xiao Gonghui.

he asked in a serious voice.

“How was Damsayeong?”

Xu Liang shook his head.

“He was strong. But I was stronger.”

“He was imprisoned?”

“okay.”

“Why didn’t you kill him?”

“It’s too easy to kill. You’re probably experiencing hellish pain right now.”

Zhou Qing smiled faintly.

“I’m not putting you in prison.”

“If it’s a prison, it’s a prison. What’s important is that his soul will suffer for hundreds or thousands of years. It’s a place that won’t just make you crazy.”

“I see.”

Only then did a feeling of relief appear on Zhu Qing’s face.

“You really had a hard time.”

“Yes, it was a lot of trouble.”

“But how did you get here? Looking at the series of movements that have occurred so far, it doesn’t seem to make sense for you to be here now.”

“We have to make sense of things that don’t make sense. Only then can we rule the world.”

“I’m sure I’m not under the Celestial Dragon Palace’s magic right now, right?”

“Do you want me to pinch you?”

“That’s it.”

Zhou Qing burst out laughing.

“Khahahaha!”

That loud laugh contained joy, sadness, anger, and futility.

“Isn’t this an amazing life? I wonder what it would have been like if I hadn’t met you.”

“You probably haven’t seen anything good, you know?”

“Yeah, you know.”

Zhou Qing lowered his head.

“Thank you.”

So Gong-hwi’s eyes widened.

“Your Majesty!”

“If it weren’t for you, I would still be leading a miserable life. It’s all thanks to you.”

Xu Liang shook his head.

“Thanks to you, our work has become quite easy. In the end, we have helped each other, so it is okay to say that. The emperor of a country must not bow his head.”

Zhou Qing straightened his back and looked at the throne.

“Do you want to sit there?”

“I don’t want to have it, but I would like to sit down and see it.”

“Sit down.”

So Gong-hwi shouted.

“Your Majesty! That is not possible…!”

“noisy.”

Zhu Qing silenced Xiao Gonghui with just one word and stretched out his hand to the throne.

“I am the benefactor of the imperial palace and the benefactor of the world. I am not asking for a kingdom, nor am I offering to take my life. Would it be such a big deal to just sit on the throne once?”

Xu Liang chuckled.

“I got permission, so let’s sit down somewhere.”

“I see.”

He climbed the stairs to the royal palace.

Sararak.

The wind blowing from far away hovered at his feet.

Xu Liang’s eyes wavered.

‘It is a seat where only the highest ruler of the Central Plains can sit.’

Imperial Palace Imperial Emperor.

Although he was revered as the god of the Demonic Murim, even in his eyes, the emperor’s throne seemed great.

Xu Liang closed his eyes.

Sabak.

As he climbed one more flight of stairs, the wind at his feet shook his long gun.

Flap!

It wasn’t the demon robe he usually wore.

The long robe he was wearing now was the black dragon robe worn by Lee Cheon-sang. The finishing between the dragon robe was a dark green color that went well with black, and a vivid dragon (龍) that looked as if it would jump out at any moment was engraved in golden thread on the back.

The jangpo that Lee Cheon-sang wore was a Seoryang clothing that was repaired by the best chimsen masters in Mado.

Clothes that I vowed not to touch until I took control of the world.

When I entered the imperial palace wearing those clothes, it really felt like I had the whole world.

Sabak.

I climbed the stairs again.

‘You’ve finally come this far.’

In fact, considering the military power of the Church of the Heavenly Demon, the public sentiment of the residents south of the Yangtze River, and the financial and information power, it was already safe to call the Church of the Heavenly Demon an empire.

However, that did not mean that he immediately became the master of the world. Although he could exercise the same influence as an omnipotent emperor in the lands south of the Yangtze River, not everyone considered him an emperor who occupied half of the central plains.

But now.

This moment when I received a greeting from the emperor who defeated not only Damsayoung but also Tianlonggong and never bowed his head to anyone.

Xiliang was finally convinced.

That he had reached the highest point in the world.

Sabak. Sabak.

The dragon carved on its back looked as if it was alive and moving due to the shaking dragon robe.

‘Master.’

Lee Cheon-sang came to mind.

He is nearly seven feet tall, has wide shoulders, has an ultimate body that can only be described as having entered the realm of perfection, and possesses an innate magical energy that can easily be considered the energy of Mother Nature itself, yet has the dignity of a god. The invincible demon who maintained the.

‘Do you see it?’

The emperor and the general of the imperial palace.

One of the best players in the midfield, Iron Blood Lord Song Sang Baek, was also looking up at his back.

‘I have finally reached the top of the highest mountain in the world.’

Wooooow.

The Cheonmado, which had been left at a distance, exploded with a strong sword strike.

Xu Liang smiled.

Although Lee Cheon-sang’s voice did not suit him at all, his very kind voice seeped into his ears.

“Good job.”

There was no need for praise mixed with fancy rhetoric. There was no need for everyone’s celebration or for the demons to shout.

Just a word to say that you had a hard time.

Lee Cheon-sang’s words touched Seo-ryang’s heart.

Grumbling.

Tears flowed from his eyes.

The hellish life up until now, the fun past, and the history of my intense life flashed by like a flash of light.

He was born in the most miserable place in the world, without knowing the face of his family, and wandered around the world. He suffered all kinds of abuse under the evil man named Dam Sa-yeong, and eventually died a miserable death.

From gaining a new life and ascending to the top of the Demonic Forest, to now having acquired everything in the world.

‘Now I have achieved both the freedom I dreamed of and the power I never wanted.’

Flap!

Seo Liang, sitting on the throne with his dragon robe flapping, looked down at the main hall of the imperial palace.

Wooooow.

Xiliang’s eyes shone brightly.

The tears that fell evaporated, and the sense of liberation of a person who achieved his dream was captured in those majestic eyes.

Huh.

The presence that seemed to soar through the sky gradually became low and spread throughout the entire imperial palace.

Xu Liang smiled.

“As I ascended to the most prestigious position and looked down upon the world, I realized that my life’s struggle was ultimately in vain. However, the struggle to gain that one enlightenment was all worth it.”

He slowly closed his eyes.

When I closed my eyes, I saw nine heavenly demons and twenty-six religious leaders looking at me in a fantasy that did not exist in reality.

“I have finally reached heaven.”

Phew.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew.

That too for a while.

Seo-ryang, who was sitting in the royal palace, disappeared like a ghost.