Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 892

Episode 892. Those aren’t people.

Three days ago.

Infinite Heavenly Gate.

Three people are sitting in the main house with serious faces.

They are Yu Jin-won, the lord of the Cheongeommun, Hwa-in-geom, his daughter Yu So-un, and master Yu Ji-min.

“The Hocheon League has decided to fight the Demonic Cult. Here in Wuhan, an order has been given to respond to the summons as we are preparing for a one-inch battle.”

At Moonju’s words, Yoo Ji-min said with a puzzled face.

“Lord Moon. Can Hocheonmaeng stop the Demonic Cult? Looking at past examples, I heard that the Sect faction could only deal with it if they worked together. Isn’t the current Hocheonmeng a paper tiger? If you fight the Demonic Cult, you will suffer damage close to destruction.”

“Right, Father. don’t respond There is no Sichuan Murim or the Southern Alliance. It’s not something you can do alone. It is not too late to make a decision after seeing the movements of the Sichuan Murim and the Nammaeng.”

Then Jinwon Yoo opened his mouth with a bitter face.

“Everything you said is right. However, it should be seen that the munpa under Hocheonmaeng like us has no choice. The Cheongeommun has been benefiting from the shadow of the Hocheonmaeng until now. If we refuse to call the Hocheon Mang, the whole world will point fingers at us.”

“They will make the same decisions as we do. Sichuan Murim was like that too.”

“Sister-in-law is right. It is better to take a moment to ignore it.”

Yu Jin-Won shook his head.

“The root of Hocheonmaeng is Chilpamun. The Demonic Cult is like a passing typhoon. There is no history of the Demonic Cult ruling the world in Murimsa Temple. If the demonic cult’s wind subsides, do you think the Heavenly Swordsman will be left alone?”

Yoo Ji-min asked carefully.

“Still, Hocheonmaeng is a political faction, so would you be hostile to the political faction Cheongeommun?”

“Even if I don’t openly oppose you... I will slowly kill you. With just one word from Hocheonmaeng, the relationship with Taiping Sangbang is over. Not to mention local businesses. Who will entrust the work to us who cannot keep the faith?”

“...”

Yoo So-woon and Yoo Ji-min couldn’t refute Yu Jin-won’s words.

This is because there is no way to just leave the Gates of Heaven in the poisonous Wuhan branch.

“We lost Ambassador Lee Cheol-san to the Demonic Cult. Let’s take this opportunity to avenge the ambassador.”

When the story of the ambassador came out, Yoo So-woon and Yoo Ji-min no longer objected.

In this way, Cheongeommun ran to the Wuhan branch holding the banner of ‘revenge of Kangho Doui and Grand Master Lee Cheol-san’.

***

Current.

On the banks of the Shepsui River in northern Wuhan.

Hearing gossip from all sides, the warriors of the Hocheonmaeng Wuhan branch gathered in one place.

Dong Il Hak Jin Liang, the head of the Wuhan branch, said with a pale face.

“Chief! Could it be that you haven’t caught up already?”

“I don’t know. Because they are Madou on a different level from us. If you see an opening, run without looking back. Aim for Mt. Magnolia, but if that doesn’t work for you, evade anywhere. They say preserving lives is the priority. Hocheonmaeng will not forget the faith you showed.”

Neither Qingpung, the head of the Wuhan branch, nor Yanghong’s last words answered.

It’s because they don’t have the confidence to survive at the hands of the Demonic Cult Headquarters.

Two trials (four hours) ago, he struggled against only three people.

But laughter was coming from all directions.

If they were trapped in the siege of the Demonic Cult headquarters, no one would survive.

The warriors of the Wuhan branch thought they were surrounded and did not move.

But that was just their delusion.

In fact, the Demonic Cult hadn’t built a siege yet.

The sound they heard was the battle of six battles of several Madou.

It was like being surprised by the Yin Gong, which made sounds heard in all directions, couldn’t even come and go.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing the Madou, Yang Hong said, ‘Oops!’ I wanted to

“It looks like I was fooled by the Six War Battles. It seems the enemy hasn’t arrived yet, so again...”

Before he could finish his words, laughter came again.

The sound of laughter this time felt so close to my ear that it gave me goosebumps.

“Ha ha ha ha!”

“Queuck!”

Yang Hong gritted his teeth.

Now, I had no idea which side the Demonic Cult was on.

Strange laughter was heard from all directions, as well as from the sky and the ground below.

In this way, they cannot lead the group to any one place even though they know there are no enemies.

Just like that, when the warriors of the Wuhan branch were unable to go anywhere and were in a state of panic, about 50 warriors appeared.

“I will make you forget the pain of the body especially with the pleasure of the eyes.”

Geumhwan glanced at Madou, who brought the woman.

As if this had happened not once or twice, Madou roughly tore off Yang Hong’s clothes.

Then, he gently rubbed the blade against Yanghong’s naked skin.

Yang Hong closed her eyes tightly to avoid seeing Yoo So-wun being raped.

Then Madou pulled Yanghong’s eyelids and stretched them out.

It is to cut out the eyelids and force them to see.

He is about to cut off Yang Hong’s eyelids.

Aaaaa-!

Suddenly, a sense of place resounded through the heavens and earth.

The sound was so loud and frightening that the Madou stopped what they were doing and looked at the Red Dragon Daeju all at once.

Jae Gyeon-woo, the lion of the south, threw away the woman he had just chosen and ran to Geum-hwan.

“Gold Lord! Does this sound mean that the headmaster is coming?”

“The teacher’s voice is not as clear as this.”

“If so... Huh?”

Jaehyung’s mouth opened wide as he was thinking about something.

Geumhwan was also uneasy, so he quietly put the woman down next to him and asked.

“Why? Does anyone have a straw?”

“I’m wondering if you’re a brother-in-law of Namcheon.”

“Namcheon?”

Geumhwan hurriedly stood up, holding his condolences in his hands, and was vigilant in all directions.

***

In a way, it was a golden ring.

His six battles were successful in stopping the masters of the Wuhan branch, but at the same time, he summoned Yeon Jeok-ha, who was far away.

“Did you hear, Confucius?”

“Laughter?”

“Yeah, it seems like the sixth battleground.... I have no idea where the location is.”

“It’s north. Shall we go?”

“Do you want to go? Absolutely have to go Yukhapjeonseong is a legendary Yin Gong. This means that it is not a method that can be used by dogs or cows. They must be the Demonic Cult.”

“Oh yeah? Is squealing a legend?”

“The six-point battle confuses the opponent because the sound comes from all directions. Am I the only one who doesn’t know where the sound is coming from?”

“Isn’t old Sim not hearing well because he’s old? Why don’t you know the sound from up there?”

“Then, Confucius-nim, are you saying you know where it is by pinning it?”

“know. Fifty li (about 20 kilometers) north.”

Could it have flown about 30 li (about 12 kilometers) north along the Subsui River?

Once again the grotesque laughter was heard.

“Am I right?”

“I see. North looks right.”

As the distance got closer, I was able to grasp the location of the heartache to some extent.

Suddenly, Yeonjeokha asked.

“Is it difficult to hear sounds from all directions?”

“If it were easy, would it be a legend?”

“A tough bitch. It goes well. Would you like to listen?”

“When did you learn?”

“What do you learn to scream at? You just have to pay it off. Whether it’s the six joints (heaven and the four directions) or the six spheres, what’s the big deal?”

He raised his spirit energy and shouted with all his might.

Aaaaa-!

Heaven and earth vibrated.

He scratched his head with a puzzled look on his face.

The sound was as loud as a thunderbolt, but it was difficult to tell whether the direction was six or six.

At that time, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking down at the long stretch of river, murmured quietly.

“They are not people.”