Chapter 806: Why Did You Bring Me Back?

TL: FoodieMonster007

The Drunken Demon turned Ga Ye around. The reason he threw a palm strike to save her was not for her sake, but because of the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman.

Previously during the fight with the Black Elder, the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman had tried to save her. He believed there must be a reason she wanted to save her, and the fact that the Darkness Palace Lord was trying to kill her meant the relationship between the two had completely soured.

Anyway, the main idea was to save her for now and use her. To the Demon Supremes, Ga Ye was nothing more than the Darkness Palace Lord's limb.

"Where is the Young Cult Leader?" he asked with an intense gaze, though his tone was polite.

Meanwhile, the Demonic Buddha and the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme were staring at the Darkness Palace Lord. Even though they had appeared, he was looking at them with arrogant eyes.

"The Young Cult Leader was sucked into that Secret Box," Ga Ye answered obediently. He was the person who saved her life, and it involved the Young Cult Leader. The boat she rode had not sunk in the typhoon and was still floating on the sea.

Everyone's gaze turned to the Secret Box. Geom Mugeuk was sucked into that metal box? It was an incomprehensible statement.

"That Secret Box is a divine object of the Heavenly Fate Palace. The moment the Young Cult Leader touched it, he was swallowed inside."

The Demon Supremes did not believe her.

However, the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman did. "It does not seem like the Saintess is lying."

At her trust, the Demonic Buddha asked Ga Ye again, "Then was he dragged in because that fellow used an illusion?"

"No."

"No? What on earth do you mean?"

"Literally, that Secret Box swallowed the Young Cult Leader."

The Demonic Buddha felt that her words were not false. Still, he looked at the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman to confirm one more time.

At the look asking if this was really true, she silently nodded.

Watching this, the Drunken Demon laughed loudly, "Anyway, he's number one at surprising people. Now he even gets sucked into a place like that."

Although he was saying silly things, his eyes looking at the Secret Box were serious. In other words, it meant the Young Cult Leader's life or death was unknown.

"I don't know who's inside there, but they'll regret calling him."

Saying that, he exchanged glances with the two Demon Supremes. In a situation where the Young Cult Leader's survival was unclear, they had to kill this Darkness Palace Lord. Furthermore, they might have to fight while protecting not only the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman but also that Secret Box. Considering the enemies they met while coming here, dealing with this Darkness Palace Lord would absolutely not be easy.

Indeed, the Darkness Palace Lord was not intimidated at all even facing three Demon Supremes. He acted as if he was confident he could kill them all.

The dark energy flowing from his body began to dominate the space, as if possessing a will. It flowed along the floor and walls, gradually swallowing the light in that space.

The Darkness Palace Lord opened his mouth for the first time. "Even if he comes out safely from there, the only thing the Young Cult Leader will see is the death of everyone he likes."

It was a declaration that he would kill everyone here.

The Drunken Demon was not someone to let such words pass. "If you want to kill everyone he likes, you'll have to kill a really large number. Our Young Cult Leader likes people so much that people he likes are everywhere."

The Darkness Palace Lord looked at him and spoke coldly, "I'll kill you first."

The Drunken Demon waved his hand. "Not me! The Young Cult Leader likes everyone except me. He always comes to find me last."

The Demonic Buddha joined in on the Drunken Demon's persistent pettiness. "That won't be much different for me."

"Ah, I see. Since our Demonic Buddha only likes the First Young Lord, he doesn't like you at all. How did we gather only the unpopular ones?" The Drunken Demon nodded, then looked at the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme. "The Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme is in big trouble. Our Young Cult Leader cherishes the youngest Demon Supreme tremendously."

A faint smile formed on the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme's lips, even though he meant she should die first.

The Darkness Palace Lord did not get excited at all by their composure. "Fine, then I'll rephrase. Not the people he likes, but the death of everyone the Young Cult Leader knows."

As soon as those words ended, the surrounding space was instantly submerged in darkness.

To be precise, it was not darkness but night.

FLASH!

A star brightened, emitting light in the distance as the Darkness Palace Lord's unique martial arts, the Dark Heaven Stellar Soul Art, was unleashed.

Soon, stars began to shine all around them, like the countless stars in the night sky. There were big stars, and there were small stars. The Milky Way glistened in the distance.

This sight was truly enchanting and mysterious. They were really floating in a night sky full of stars.

The Darkness Palace Lord stood before them, yet he seemed very close. In another way, he seemed to be standing really far away, creating an illusion.

The three Demon Supremes instinctively felt that this demonic art was extraordinary.

The Drunken Demon glanced around at the surrounding stars. "I've drunk alcohol in all sorts of places. I drank on a roof, drank on a snowy mountain, drank while floating on water, and drank on the road. However, there is just one place I haven't been able to drink, the sky."

He was moved while looking at the stars floating around.

"My lifelong dream was to drink alcohol in the sky, and you're making it come true!"

FWOOSH!

One of the countless stars floating around fell toward him like a comet. It was small like a dot when it was far away, however when it flew in front of him, it was the size of an adult's head.

The Drunken Demon summoned his qi and thrust a palm technique toward the flying light.

BAM!

The impact pushed him back a few steps. It was a star from afar, yet up close it was powerful darkness enhanced qi. Only a single star had flown in, but the enhanced qi receiving the energy of the demonic art was incredibly powerful.

Since the stars filling the darkness felt incredibly threatening, the Demonic Buddha and the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme also gathered their qi and prepared to fight in earnest.

The Drunken Demon finished drinking the alcohol he had saved to give to Geom Mugeuk and spoke as if aggrieved. "If I go somewhere and say I was hit by a star, they'll say I'm talking nonsense because I'm drunk, right? Ah! Is this also the fate of a drunkard?"

He was not pushed back in spirit at all.

When it came to fighting spirit, the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme was also extraordinary.

She opened her mouth for the first time. "Did you say you would kill everyone the Young Cult Leader knows before he comes out?"

Dizzying killing intent that made the world spin flowed from her eyes.

"You're included in those people he knows, aren't you?"

When Geom Mugeuk regained consciousness, he was standing in an unfamiliar place. Looking around, he flinched in surprise. A large Secret Box was placed in an empty space.

Where am I? Oh, I know…

Since it was a place he had been to before, he could tell this was the mountainside of the White Sun Peak where the duel between the Heavenly Fate Palace Lord and the Divine Sword Martial Emperor took place three hundred years ago.

The very place where the large Secret Box was hidden by the Darkness Palace's maze formation!

His heart pounded.

I have returned to three hundred years ago again.

The Secret Box had brought him back to that time and place again.

He examined his physical condition first. Just like when the box brought him back before, he only had just enough inner qi to use the Spacetime Manipulation Technique.

He approached the Secret Box placed in the center of that place.

"Why did you bring me back again?"

Of course, the Secret Box had no reaction.

To what point in time did it bring him? Was it the situation where the fight between the Divine Sword Martial Emperor and the Heavenly Fate Palace Lord had ended? Since it was a fight where the result was already determined anyway.

Just as he was about to go outside to examine the situation, he heard the presence of someone entering that place and quickly used the Spacetime Manipulation Technique to hide himself.

Someone hurriedly entered this place carrying a person on their back.

"Please endure just a little longer!"

It was the Protection Palace Lord Baek Yanggi, and the person he was carrying was the Heavenly Fate Palace Lord Wi Mucheon. It seemed that the duel at the White Sun Peak had already ended.

The Protection Palace Lord carefully seated Wi Mucheon leaning against the Secret Box. "Are you alright?"

Wi Mucheon's face was pale. He was trembling all over as if feeling extreme cold. "P-Please take off my armor quickly."

The Protection Palace Lord took off Wi Mucheon's outer garment. He was wearing the Ice Dragon Divine Armor inside.

When he came here last time, Geom Mugeuk saw the Darkness Palace Lord giving the Ice Dragon Divine Armor and the Heavenly Yin Pill, which he received from the Demonic Cult's masked man, as a gift to the Heavenly Fate Palace Lord. He handed those items over precisely because the Divine Sword Martial Emperor used extreme yang martial arts.

Judging by Wi Mucheon's current condition, he had been hit by an extreme yin attack. Instead of protecting him, the Heavenly Yin Pill and the Ice Dragon Divine Armor had rather worsened that injury.

"The Darkness Palace Lord betrayed us!" the Protection Palace Lord cried, regretting his failure to notice the trap.

He was also there on the day Wi Mucheon received this gift. He thought it was suspicious, yet he could not insist until the end because Wi Mucheon trusted the Darkness Palace Lord. At the time, the Heavenly Fate Palace Lord accepted this fight as his fate.

When the Protection Palace Lord took off the Ice Dragon Divine Armor from his body, something rolled out from his bosom and rolled across the floor.

It was the small Secret Box.

Despite his extreme injury, Wi Mucheon struggled to take it. "G-Give me that."

"We must treat the wound first right now."

"Give it to me!"

The Protection Palace Lord picked up the Secret Box that fell on the floor and gave it to his master.

Wi Mucheon grasped the Secret Box with both hands. "If it was going to be like this, why did you come out into the world? If you were not going to give me power in the end, why?"

VWOOONG!

The Secret Box cried.

Wi Mucheon's eyes became intense. "You called me like this… Cough!"

He threw up blood.

"Palace Lord!"

Watching that sight, Geom Mugeuk realized that the Secret Box was reacting to him.

After seating him, the Protection Palace Lord injected qi into his back.

VWOOOOOOONG!

Even though he injected inner qi carefully, Wi Mucheon received a great shock and vomited blood again. His current physical condition was truly on the verge of breaking.

"I'll do it again."

Wi Mucheon refused his treatment and turned around to sit. "The Saintess was right. Heaven's Will is not with me."

The Protection Palace Lord bowed his head. He knew that Wi Mucheon's condition was already irreversible. "Everything is my responsibility."

He should have stopped it. He should have stopped the war from happening in the first place. That was the Protection Palace Lord's real duty. If the Darkness Palace Lord had other intentions, finding that out was also his duty.

"Lord Baek, listen carefully to me from now on."

"Yes, Palace Lord."

Wi Mucheon stared at the loyal Protection Palace Lord, then held out the bloodstained Secret Box he was holding in his hand. "Take this Secret Box and escape from here."

As the Protection Palace Lord tried to say something, Wi Mucheon raised his hand to stop him. "You must fulfill the Heaven's Will three hundred years later."

The Protection Palace Lord did not take the Secret Box. "I cannot do that. I am the Protection Palace Lord. The role of protecting the Palace Lord is my calling and mission given by the heavens."

Wi Mucheon shook his head. "This is my final request."

At those desperate eyes, the Protection Palace Lord's face trembled. He knelt and politely accepted the Secret Box, the divine object of the Heavenly Fate Palace.

Even if I could leave with this, could I inherit Heaven's Will? And is it the right thing to do?

"Lord Baek! There is no time."

Since he could no longer refuse, just as the Protection Palace Lord was about to nod, a thunderous explosion echoed from outside.

BLAM!

It was the sound of the maze formation installed outside being destroyed. There was only one reason why the Darkness Palace's formations were destroyed so easily. Someone had told the enemies the method to destroy it.

Soon, three people entered that place.

The person standing in the center was the Divine Sword Martial Emperor, but the two people who entered with him possessed a presence no weaker than he. They entered side by side together, but perhaps wary of each other, they kept some distance from each other.

The Protection Palace Lord stood in front of Wi Mucheon.

All this is the Darkness Palace Lord's doing.

That traitor taught the method to destroy the maze formation and let them walk into here. The Protection Palace Lord wanted to kill the Darkness Palace Lord more than them.

Wi Mucheon spoke from behind. "Step aside."

The Protection Palace Lord slowly stepped aside.

The place Wi Mucheon's gaze headed first was the Divine Sword Martial Emperor. "Is it alright for you to do this?"

The extreme yin attack he suffered was not an attack suffered from the Divine Sword Martial Emperor. It was an attack suffered from one of the two people who entered together.

The duel at the White Sun Peak was a thoroughly prepared trap.

"……" The Divine Sword Martial Emperor said nothing with a sunken face, as if he would not make excuses.

Wi Mucheon's gaze headed toward the man to the left of the Divine Sword Martial Emperor. Wearing a robe as dark as blood, he was revealing a presence more intense than anyone else here. His identity, which suffocated just by looking, was precisely…

"Demonic Cult Leader, for you to intervene in this fight…!"

Surprisingly, one of the two people was Hyeok Docheon, the Cult Leader of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult three hundred years ago.

Three hundred years ago, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was different from now. The Heavenly Demon Divine Cult of terror itself, and the person leading that Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was this very Hyeok Docheon.

He was more cruel and heartless than any previous Demonic Cult Leader, so much so that martial artists dared not speak his name and trembled in fear.

Geom Mugeuk was surprised seeing the Heavenly Demon of three hundred years ago. He knew the Demonic Cult had intervened, however he never dreamed he would see him here.

That person is the Heavenly Demon of this era.

His impression was intense. Even though the wind did not blow, his hair soared in all directions as if fluttering, and intense demonic qi that seemed to contain hell was flowing from his two eyes.

Wi Mucheon's gaze looked at the man on the opposite side this time. He had well-groomed pure white hair and eyes where solitude and superiority were felt simultaneously. His presence was also extraordinary.

"As if that was not enough, to even drag in the Evil Alliance Chairman."

Surprisingly, he was the Evil Alliance Chairman.

Geom Mugeuk was as surprised by his identity as he was seeing the Demonic Cult Leader. No, he was more surprised. Because he was a person he had met too.

The Evil Alliance Chairman Ju Gasin, was the owner of the coffin where he had obtained the last bead, the Purple Orb, in the underground tomb. The one he met as white bones was standing before his eyes now.

He recalled Ju Gasin's story on the pillar in that underground tomb.

Defeated the Heavenly Fate Palace together with the Divine Sword Martial Emperor.

Really, the Evil Alliance Chairman Ju Gasin had killed the Heavenly Fate Palace Lord together with the Divine Sword Martial Emperor. The Demonic Cult Leader was not in that record, yet the three were together.

Hidden inside the Spacetime Manipulation Technique, Geom Mugeuk watched the three heads of the orthodox and unorthodox with deep eyes.

Just as the three murim leaders gathered in one place three hundred years later, these three people gathered like this three hundred years ago too.

You guys, you all gathered on this day.