Chapter: 905

If he could rectify what Elder Cheong-su had done, he could get a high position.

But there was one thing he overlooked.

Before stepping down, Elder Cheong-su had mentioned several times that the Lord of the Demonic Cult was a monster.

Yet, not a single person believed him.

‘This makes no sense. He reached the Divine Master level? Phut! He should at least make excuses along the lines of not feeling well that day.’

Peng-gyu didn’t pay much attention to the Elder’s words.

It was impossible to believe that a person who was in the Superior Master level a few months back went beyond numerous stages and reached Divine Master level.

‘But there is nothing wrong with being careful, just in case.’

Both Elder Cheong-su and the eunuch, even the emperor, seemed afraid of the Lord of Demonic Cult.

Perhaps the Lord was skilled and versatile enough, or in the worst case scenario, the end of Superior level.

If that was the case, it would be difficult for Peng-gyu, who would be lower than Chun Yeowun, to take him down.

Bang!

Peng-gyu entered the gate of the temple at once by using energy, and quickly looked for an opponent he could face.

On the stairs, in front of the temple, stood a tall, muscular man, and a young man in a blue hood.

The moment he saw them, Peng-gyu recognized them as Superior Masters.

“That guy! That guy must be the lord!”

The man with the big beard looked almost the same age as him.

But the man with the blue hood seemed like a young man.

In addition, a foreign energy was subtly oozing out of him.

‘Then my opponent has to be that muscular man.’

He could deal with the hooded man immediately, but before he went for the lord, he needed to spill blood of the Demonic Cult to boost his men’s morale.

Even people of the demonic cult had emotions, even their morale would drop if they saw one of their own die.

‘That guy!’

In the meantime, Peng-gyu saw a young man standing in the courtyard.

Unlike the other members of the Demonic cult, he was wearing a luxurious black robe and his energy seemed very ordinary.

‘It could be a teacher or a regular middle ranked member.’

Peng-gyu was looking for a victim.

Though he seemed weak, this man could also be an important figure as he looked like a teacher, so he rushed to the man.

“Huh! How dare you aim for our brothers and sisters! You Cultists!”

He tried to cut down the young man’s head with one swing.