The Descent Of The Demon God
Chapter 43: Chun Ma (Heavenly Satan) (3)

The missing 24th master, Demon God Chun Yeowun.

More than a thousand years had passed since he disappeared.

'Does this make sense?'

The head chief's eyes were wide and trembling.

Today, the average human lifespan ranges from 90 to 120 years, thanks to the development of the medical field.

Among the people of Murim who have always honed their skills, only eight of Murim's enlisted warriors have lived over 170 years.

It was an era where longevity was possible, but it made no sense for one to live a thousand years.

'No matter how I look ...'

The man in front of him looked like he was only twenty years old.

It is impossible without immortality.

That was when something came to his mind.

'The 24th Ancestor, the Demon God, is said to be the only person to reach the level of a Celestial Master Teacher in Murim.'

The final level, taught as myth, is reached.

The ungodly believe that those who will reach the level of Heavenly Master will become immortal and live eternal life.

With a trembling voice, the chairman asked.

"A-are you really the 24th Master?"

"I don't think you're listening to my words."

Chun Yeowun's cold words gave goosebumps all over her body.

It would be better to say that his body shuddered.

'S-Who can this ...'

If he was the Demon God that he knew of, then that meant he was a true ancestor.

After reviving the Order of the Sky Demon, once vacillated by outsiders and rebuilding the Chun family, Chun Yeowun fights for his position and becomes Lord.

'If he really is the ruler and ancestor of the 24th, then I cannot be like this.'

“Kak!”

The chief raised his upper body and then lowered his head to Chun Yeowun.

And shouted in a loud voice.

“I Chun Yu-jang, dated 24..”

Shh!

"Aah?"

Even before he could say hello, Chairman Chun Yu-jang's body stood on its own.

Chun Yeowun, who was looking at him with cold eyes, opened her mouth.

"Everyone, lift your head."

'All?'

The others, who lowered their heads, did not understand why Chun Yeowun said that.

But, Chun Ma's orders were absolute.

Carefully, they raised their heads and looked at Chun Yeowun.

"You are a big disappointment."

With a straight word, they all ended up bowing their heads at the same time and shouting.

"We're sorry!!!"

They can't give a reason.

They felt like children in front of their parents, unable to hide the shame they felt.

Chun Yeowun spoke to them in a stern voice.

"Apardon me? Do you think that this problem will pass with just words? Today, you will be punished for destroying that Sect!”

“Punished?”

At the word 'punishment', the expressions of the clan leaders were greatly distorted.

While they were confused, Chun Yeowun's hand touched Chun Yu-jang's left wrist.

“You will be the first.”

“An-ance..”.

Chun Yu-jang gulps nervously.

Director Huan Myung-oh looked at him with worried eyes.

'Still, he is a direct descendant, and can be very useful…'

The crack!

“Kuak!”

A scream came out of his mouth.

And shock appeared in the eyes of the people who witnessed it.

Chun Yu-jang's wrist fell to the floor.

"C-chairman!"

"Do you have to go this far!"

The others could not hide their shock as they did not expect their arms to be cut off.

Not caring about their reaction, Chun Yeowun spoke to Chun Yu-jang, who was in pain.

"First! Punishment for messing up the Sect and causing all its members to scatter and hide!”

“Kuak!”

Chun Yu-jang looked at Chun Yeowun with a frightened look.

He was prepared to accept the punishment, but he never thought his wrist would be cut off.

"My lord!"

Huan Myung-oh stepped forward while kneeling and said.

“This is too extreme. Even if that's true, the chairman is the leader of the faction, and the direct descendant!”

"Huh."

Chun Yeowun snorted and waved her hand.

Chun Yu-jang's severed wrist, which fell to the floor, moved in front of Huan Myung-oh.

Sir!

As he looked at it, Huan Myung-oh trembled.

The pieces of Chun Yu-jang exuded a chill as if they were put in a freezer.

'It froze. No way!'

During the act of reconnecting the amputated body part, the cut part is often wrapped in a handkerchief or gauze and placed in an ice bag.

That is to minimize tissue damage.

In addition to that.

'Part that is cut clean.'

It seemed like he was cutting it in anger, but it was done carefully.

For those who reached the level of Chun Yeowun, handling the sword to minimize damage was an easy task.

"He didn't just cut it."

He really did give the punishment.

If Chun Yeowun cut him off out of anger or rage, then it would be impossible to rejoin.

When Huan Myung-oh realizes that he is not hurting but punishing them, he has no choice but to shut up.

"An ancestor ..."

Chun Yu-jang, who doesn't know it, loses his mind.

Because he made one mistake, his wrist was severed.

He was afraid to think of a second or third mistake that could make him lose his neck.

"Please forgive me."

Chun Yu-jang said in a pleading voice.

Sir!

“Ugh!”

Chun Yu-jang's eyes widened.

The place that Chun Yeowun's palm was aiming for was none other than her Dantian.

He was even more confused than when his arm was cut off.

“A ancestor! No... not this... please!”

"Not what?"

Woong!

Chun Yeowun grabbed her stomach.

The internal energy began to dig into Chun Yu-jang's dantian.

“Kuak!”

Like a piece of paper, Chun Yu-jang's face wrinkled.

Instinctively, he tried to increase his internal energy to fight against it, but the difference between them was simply too great.

Chun Yeowun's energy began to dig deeper, causing pain all over the body.

“Kuaaaak!”

From the neck to the forehead, blood vessels pop up. The people who saw it could not hide the fear that appeared on their faces.

'Did he try to break his dantian?'

If that's the case, then cutting off the arm is just the beginning.

"Our ancestor! Please! Please forgive me! Ahhh!”

“I will seal the dantians of the three bastards who destroyed the Sect until they all gather in one place.”

With those words, Chun Yeowun let go of his hand.

The painful burning flames on the body disappeared immediately.

"Well…. Huh…"

'A-my internal energy?'

Chun Yu-jang's face turned white.

Sealing his dantian is not a lie.

The internal energy within his body did not move at his request.

“Kuaak!”

With his arms cut off and his dantian sealed, his eyes reddened as he realized how pitiful he was.

What was even more unbearable was that it happened in front of the clan leaders.

'Ahhh... how can you do this to your direct descendants?'

Nothing else is missing.

In order to become the Lord of the Cult, he even separated himself from his own brother.

And when her only life goal is destroyed like that, she loses her motivation.

To him, Chun Yeowun said.

"Third one."

"Third?"

Now Chun Yu-jang feels like crying.

What else can be done after cutting his wrist and sealing his dantian?

That was.

It sounded! It sounded!

The office phone rings.

Not only that, everyone's phone in the room started ringing.

'Hmm.'

Chun Yeowun was confused.

He made sure to cut off any distractions in the room by covering it with energy, but still, something happened.

"Not outside."

Outside the room, there were about two prominent people who looked like guards.

And they don't come in when the ceiling breaks.

'Then…'

Chun Yeowun looked at the curtains in the room that covered the scenery outside.

"This answer."

"Yes!"

Hearing Chun Yeowun's words, Huan Myung-oh answers the phone.

"I'm in a meeting right now."

He intends to cut it.

However, Huan Myung-oh's face was shocked.

He immediately disconnected the call and rushed out to open the curtains covering the window.

As he opened the curtains, he saw several National Guard vehicles gathered at the entrance of the building.

"Defense force."

"Why are they here?"

No one can understand it.

Huan Myung-oh spoke in a cautious voice while staring at Chun yeowun and Chun Yu-jang.

"This is Major Baek Jin-chang of the National Guard."

“Baek Jin Chang? Why is he here?”

“It looks like an unidentified flying object fell on our building, and it must be a gate related problem, so they asked us to cooperate in search.”

Upon hearing that it was an unidentified flying object, everyone's eyes turned towards Chun Yeowun.

He was the only one flying through the ceiling.

Since he did not predict this would happen, Chun Yeowun rubbed her chin.

'Nanos. Didn't you fly in stealth mode?'

[The infrared camera must have captured the heat rays emitted by the magnetic particles, the radar couldn't see them.]

Radar can be blocked.

However, the Gate Defense Forces have taken action to prevent dangerous objects from approaching into the barrier. It was only natural that they detected that movement.

'Disturbing.'

It was then that he looked out the window and began to think about what to do.

Chun Yu-jang spoke.

"Our ancestor."

"What?"

"If it's Baek Jin-chang of the National Guard, then I think I can do something about it."

"What can you do?"

“He received many donations from our Yongchun group.”

Yongchun can be registered in the city of Jinan as it has built a strong relationship with high officials.

Upon seeing his eyes, Chun Yeowun released an internal energy that suppressed the people.

“T-thank you for trusting me. I'll finish this soon.”

Chun Yu-jang, who managed to escape the third sentence due to the unexpected appearance of the National Guard, hurriedly left the room with Huan Myung-oh and the others.

Chun Yu-jang's mouth twitched as he headed for the elevator.

'Good time!'

He felt truly grateful for the appearance of the National Guard.