Chapter 337: Imperial Order (1)

Mountain of Ten Thousand consisted of hundreds of mountain peaks… There was one man who was shooting through the woods at an enormous speed. It even looked like a hint of wind that just shot through with untrained eyes. The man who was showing this amazing skill of stepping skill was the Lord of Demonic Cult, Chun Yeowun.

Each step that Yeowun took changed the area. After he reached the end stage of the supreme master level, his stepping skill exceeded that of Great Guardian Marakim, who had the nickname of Wind God, as Yeowun became faster and more powerful. It had been about two days since Yeowun ran like this without rest.

‘I have to hurry.’

Yeowun was concerned that he might not make it in time. According to the urgent message sent to him two days ago, the unexpected guest was expected to arrive at the Demonic Cult’s castle within two days. Yeowun was at a location that would take at least 3 days due to the carriage, so Yeowun had to travel alone.

‘My Lord. We’ll follow along.’

Two elders volunteered to follow, but Yeowun told them to stay behind and take Gam Rosu with them. Yeowun had to slow down if two elders followed him, so he had to travel alone. Officially, Yeowun was known to be in closed room training, but these guests were those that required Yeowun to come out of said closed room training to greet them.

‘Faster!’

Yeowun increased his speed. After traveling through the mountains, when Yeowun was about 10 miles away from the castle, he heard the sound of horse hooves and mild trembling on the ground. He opened his senses and sensed many figures. Yeowun then looked in the direction where soldiers were making a long parade as they moved along.

‘Oh?’

Yeowun stopped for a second and stood on a high tree, looking at them. There was a lavish golden carriage in the middle, and the flag that was held high in the front had the seal of the Imperial Palace.

‘So, it is from the Imperial Palace.’

Many soldiers were guarding the area. It was a parade of over three thousand people. But Yeowun became curious.

‘I heard the government does not meddle with Yulin. But those soldiers learned martial arts.’

There were about 300 soldiers with orange armor guarding the golden carriage. They ranged from top to master level warriors.

‘And him..?’

There was one man on a horse in the lead, also with orange armor who had learned martial arts. His level was vastly different from that of his men, as this man was at the superior master level.

‘Hmm…. A general at the superior master level?’

It was curious as to how a rare-leveled warrior would be within the Imperial Army. There was a handsome-looking young man with a golden sash standing by him, looking like his lieutenant. He was a bit weaker than the man, but he was at the super master level. These two were very different from the others.

‘Nano, zoom in.’

[Zooming in on the target.]

Yeowun’s eye zoomed in on those two men. He then found the man to be very dignified and strongly featured. It seemed he must be a general with a very high ranking title.

‘This is strange.’

But Yeowun was more concerned about the lieutenant. He had unique feelings that felt like he wasn’t from an army, but the son of a wealthy family.

‘And who is the man in that carriage that is guarded by such group?’

Yeowun felt one person’s presence within the carriage, but the man had no martial art power.

‘Well, I will know soon enough.’

After looking at them, Yeowun took steps again to go further south so he can get to the castle faster and prepare to greet these guests.

At the same time toward the northern gate of the castle, cultists were busy preparing to greet the guest coming from the Imperial Palace. A road was covered with silk and the other preparations were being made. On the wall, a man with red silk clothes with butterfly embroidery looked toward the north, as if he was waiting for someone.

“Is he not here yet?”

It was Seventh Elder Huan Yi. He had white make-up on to make him look feminine. He was looking toward north with a concerned look. Someone then climbed up from below. It was Great Guardian Marakim with his unique engraved mask.

“Is Lord not here yet?” Marakim asked and Huan Yi shook his head.

“No. The Imperial Army will soon arrive… this is bad.”

Huan Yi already heard that the guest was already within 10 miles. They had to be prepared to greet the incoming guest. If the Lord did not arrive within that timeframe, everyone starting from the Imperial Palace to all cultists would know immediately that the Lord had been absent.

“Hmm… that is concerning.”

Marakim also nodded in concern and looked toward the north. That’s when he found something in his sight. Something like a dot was coming in their direction at enormous speed.

‘It’s really fast.’

It was so fast that a mere glance would have made Marakim think it was leaves flying through the breeze. Huan Yi didn’t seem to have realized it yet, and Marakim might have missed it if he didn’t look carefully. The dot was becoming bigger as it only kicked off the top of a tree to jump across.

‘Wait…’

They weren’t sure who it was, but Marakim couldn’t sense anything. This meant the dot was a man who was stronger than him. If this man was stronger than Marakim, a supreme master level warrior, it could only mean one of the top five warriors of Yulin. And the dot was moving from left to right, trying to hide himself from being caught.

‘Is he doing that to hide?’

That would surely hide the man from the eyes of just normal warriors. But there was a large open area between the end of forest and to the castle wall, and that would surely reveal the man.

“Elder Huan. We must be ready to defend.”

“Defend? What do you mean?”

“Look.”

Marakim pointed at the dot. The dot was now close enough to show that it was a human figure.

“See what?”

“Don’t you see that trace?”

Huan Yi concentrated and finally saw something. It was so fast that he had to focus really hard to get even catch a glimpse of its movement.

“W-what is that?”