Chapter: 487

“My Lord. There is no one behind that pillar. And Prince Chun Yujing died a long time ago.”

“What?”

Marakim revealed the truth in hopes that the Lord might come back. If the Lord did not accept that he was going mad and accept that he be treated, then the situation was going to get worse.

“Please, you have to go see the Demon Doctor to...”

That’s when a sharp energy shot past his neck. His right side was left with a cut and blood dripped down from it. If he moved his head a bit slower, his head would have been cut off.

“Doctor? Hah! NOW I SEE IT!!! All of you are here to commit treason by saying that I am MAD!!”

“Ah...”

Marakim moaned. The Lord was now losing more control over his logic. It was getting worse. The Lord then pulled out his sword from his waist. It was the replica Sky Demon Sword.

“I will bring order to the cult again!”

“My Lord...”

Chun Yeowun grabbed Marakim’s shoulder and shook his head. Marakim then glanced back at the Lord, but his eyes were now more red than ever.

‘So, my guess was right.’

And with veins popping up over the Lord’s forehead, the symptom seemed very clear.

‘Blood... reversion art...’

It was the blood reversion art. The side effect of it grew severe each time it was used. It allowed the user to increase their energy greatly, but the reverse flow of internal energy slowly damaged the brain.

‘I should’ve known then...’

At the fight in Jurkang castle, cultists went against a powerful warrior that seemed to be the leader of the Blade God Six Martial clan. The enemy went straight against the Lord. After going through a hard fight, the Lord returned with an injury. Marakim hoped that his strange state was just because of the internal damage.

But it wasn’t. It seemed the Lord had used blood reversion art at the last moment. The only reason he kept his sanity until now was because he was at the supreme master level.

“It’s you! Because of you... a mere chess piece... brought such disorder to the cult! I brought you to this world, so I will take your life away this time!”

The Lord then began charging against Chun Yeowun the same way one would charge at an enemy, not a son. Yeowun’s eyes turned cold.

‘You lost your sanity, but you still call me a chess piece. I guess that is how you saw me from the beginning then.’

Yeowun wasn’t disappointed. The only ones that he considered as parents were Lady Hwa and Guard Jang. Yeowun then aimed his sword at the Lord.

“Everyone, get back.”

“Yes, master.”

Elders who stood guard around Yeowun immediately got away to where clan leaders were gathered. This fight wasn’t just a fight between father and son. This fight was a fight to choose the true leader of the Demonic Cult.

‘You have everything you need... but can you truly fight against the Lord?’

Elders looked at Chun Yeowun. Lord Chun Yujong was now mad and had acquired internal damage, but he was still one of the top five warriors out of the entire Jianghu. He wasn’t like the first elder Mu Jinwon. The Lord disappeared suddenly from where he stood and appeared in front of Chun Yeowun. The force qi coming out from the replica Sky Demon Sword shot up to slice Yeowun’s neck.

“Hah!”

Yeowun had already pulled up his Sky Demon Sword to block it. The Lord scoffed when Yeowun defended himself from the attack.

“Good. Then try to block this.”