Chronicles of the Heavenly Demon

I didn’t find anything out.

Woon-seong sighed, feeling uneasy. 

But hey, it wasn’t like there was nothing at all. 

He pulled his little booklet out and crossed out the name of the First Apprentice with blood. 

First Apprentice, Song Chi-hak. 

That was another one down.

“Cou-aghh!”

No, that would be two.

Sword of Heaven, Lee Gum-han. 

Along with a single scream, the Sword of Heaven fell too. After a desperate struggle, his Lieutenant had won.

“Huff, huff.”

Gwan Tae-ryang breathed heavily and was still unable to recover after some time. His clothes were covered in blood. How much of it was his own?

“You must be tired,” Woon-seong said as he put the booklet back into his pockets. 

The Lieutenant wiped his sweat off with a sleeve and asked, “He was strong. Is this the level of the elder apprentices in the Orthodox sects?”

Woon-seong shook his head. “Lee Gum-han was a little old for an elder apprentice. The Qingcheng have a slower pace in their change of generations. He’s practically equivalent to the elders of the Ten Great Sects.”

An elder of the Ten Great Sects! Every one of those people had great status in the Martial Alliance — the Sword of Heaven did too, though he was still technically considered part of the younger generation. 

Barely over the age of twenty, Gwan Tae-ryang had now defeated one of those elders. His countenance brightened considerably. 

Though he could only be considered one of the youngest of the elders, of course.

Woon-seong kept that thought to himself though, there was no need to ruin a good mood.

The Lieutenant spoke again, “What do we do with these bodies?”

The body and combat trails were an important clue when tracking. The Charred Dragon Unit, including Woon-seong, were still in Sichuan. This place was deep into Martial territory, so it was best not to leave clues.

The Lieutenant had some ideas of his own. “Should we use the Bone Burning Acid?”

Just like its name suggested, the Bone Burning Acid melted people without leaving a single bone behind. It could not be used in combat because it took more than a day to do its job, but it was the best at getting rid of bodies. 

Ordinarily, Woon-seong would have suggested this as well.

But not now.

“Have you forgotten where we are?”

At these words, there was a slight murmur of realization. They were located in the Zhongyuan, in the middle of the Martial Alliance’s territory! 

Most importantly, it was Sichuan.

“In Sichuan is the Sichuan Tang Clan.”

If this family sent out their forces in pursuit, especially the Servants of Poison, the Bone Burning Acid would only be a clue to their location and identity.

“Then what should we do?”

Woon-seong swung the spear in his hand.

Kuakuakua-

He may have had some internal injuries, but his strength was still enough to carve out a large circle of fallen trees.

“With this, it will be hard to know if one or two people fought.” 

In order to figure out the mess, the Martial Alliance would need to send someone skilled in tracing and trained martial arts, not a poison master. By the time someone like that arrived, the Charred Dragon Unit would be long gone. 

Woon-seong then turned back towards the bodies, nudging them with the tip of his spear. 

“Compared to the decapitated First Apprentice, it will be easier to move the Sword of Heaven.”

Gwan Tae-ryang listened and carried the corpse of the man on his back. It was sometimes hard to guess what was on the mind of his Captain, but he didn’t ask.

“Let’s meet up with the rest of the unit.”

Every time Woon-seong’s foot hit the ground, the wind caught in his ears. The sky was brightening after the raid, which had taken place just before sunrise. 

We need to get out of Sichuan.

Suddenly, the steps of the boy sped up. He had internal injuries, but he was still extremely swift.

“Huh?”

As the boy had darted forward in an instant, Gwan Tae-ryang had momentarily fallen behind. But soon he increased his speed and caught up. 

“Tell me if you want to speed up next time,” muttered the Lieutenant.

Woon-seong didn’t pay him any attention, closing his eyes as he thought.

What was that before? I still feel the trembling from the White Night Spear. The force and sound that flew in through the spear. 

The Unrecorded. He was a part of the Spear Master Sect. The one who made the marvelous ‘Six Seals and Destruction’…Literally unrecorded in any texts. I don’t know why he was called that in the Cult of the Heavenly Demon.

Woon-seong slowly opened his eyes. 

But one thing I know for sure is that he did leave a record behind. In the White Night Spear!

The Unrecorded most likely could not have anticipated that an apprentice of the Spear Master Sect would follow his footsteps and join the Demonic Cult. Perhaps he thought the bearer of the spear would leave the Cult instead, tracing his path back to the Spear Master Sect. 

Who knows. 

What was certain was that Hyuk Woon-seong had inherited what was left behind.

A great cultivation skill and the seed sprouting inside me. 

The Unrecorded, who had studied martial arts for many years, had handed down all he knew. It was a seed, a seed that would transform into a great tree once the knowledge was truly understood. 

That’s not all.

In addition to that, the energy that led his hands when he was considering taking off another iron ring.

Thanks to it, I completed a skill.

Woon-seong had been able to completely combine the Six Seals and the Ending Night for the first time. His efforts so far had borne fruit. 

At the same time, he was full of admiration. Respect for the senior who walked this path of martial arts first and reached such a high point. 

Even though the Dragon Fang Spear of the White Night was a divine weapon, it was still just a weapon in the end. 

The Unrecorded had been able to leave his will in a mere object. This was something that was only possible after achieving the level beyond that of a divine being, a mythical being!

Such a person never achieved the title of Spear Master.

I don’t know what happened at the time. But one thing for sure is that to leave his own will in an item, he has to have transcended beyond the abilities of a mere human.

Once you were a semi-divine being, you stood at the boundary between human and god. [1]

But a Divine Being? You were basically a god! 

A legendary status that only a few throughout the entire history of martial arts had achieved. 

It was speculated that not more than three Heavenly Demons had entered the Divine realm since the creation of the Cult. 

Someone like that was from my sect!

This proved that the spear arts he practiced could reach the Divine stage. 

Woon-seong might have fist-pumped if he wasn’t still running through Sichuan.

What was more fortunate was not just this hope. He also learned the name of the skill. 

Though it could be ascribed to the Unrecorded’s will, Woon-seong had indeed finished the fusion. With that, it was time for him to choose a proper name. 

Busy completing the mission and without a completed skill to see, he hadn’t thought hard about the name.

Things were different now. 

Actually, it apparently already had a name. 

When the First Apprentice had seen the move, he had said, “Divine Dragon Flows In.” Seeing that it really had looked like a dragon, Woon-seong took some inspiration from the Orthodox. 

‘Flow of the Divine Dragon’.

The Lieutenant opened his mouth at this time, “There’s the crew.”

Like he said, the Charred Dragon Unit were gazing at the landscape as the pair arrived. The previous pursuers were already bloody piles upon the ground. 

They did it, of course.

They may all be weaker Woon-seong, but everyone was famous for having excellent skills in the Demonic Cult. The unit would not fall into the hands of a few blind defenders and a mere branch manager. 

Woon-seong smiled satisfactorily.

The White Night Spear, the connection with the Unrecorded, the completion of the skill, naming said skill. Confidence in the abilities of the Charred Dragon Unit! 

…And my contribution within the Cult. 

I’ve gained a lot in this mission.

Now they just needed to leave Sichuan and report back to the Cult.

I see the end, though it’s only the end of this mission. 

My revenge has only just begun. 

The young man still had many names to erase. 

He charged forward, heading towards the bright light of the rising sun just beyond the mountains. 

“What are we going to do with these guys?”

As their Captain and Lieutenant arrived, the Charred Dragon Unit laid the bodies in one place. The corpse of the Sword of Heaven was soon added. They all understood the need to get rid of the clues.

“Should we use the Bone Melting Acid?”

One of the unit members asked the same question as the Lieutenant, and funnily enough, Gwan Tae-ryang took the initiative to answer.

Shaking his head, Gwan Tae-ryang lectured, “This is the realm of the Sichuan Tang. If you use poison, you would still somehow be tracked down.”

Woon-seong snickered as he watched Gwan Tae-ryang speak, imitating himself from a while before. 

“His words are correct. Gather the fast ones in the unit. They will carry the bodies of the dead.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“We’ll use some people and have them drop the bodies a few distances apart.”

“Ah!”

Gwan Tae-ryang and Baek Woon-ji simultanesouly cried out in understanding. 

The corpses were traces of battle. But if they were spread out, it would be hard to trace anything if all the clues were all over the place.

“It would also help if we left signs of combat around those places.”

Woon-seong nodded at Baek Woon-ji’s words. “Inform the members where to meet and let the rest of the Charred Dragons head back.”

With those orders, the group got to work. “Yes, sir!”

[1] Previously, the ‘Enter God Realm’ (入神境) was the Divine Realm, but will now be the Semi-Divine Realm. Above that is the ‘God Fusion Realm’ (神和境), which was previously the Mythical/Mystical Realm, and will be corrected to the Divine Realm.