An Age of Chaos

“…Hahaha!”

The headquarters of the Heretical Alliance stood in Yueyang, Hunan.

A man’s laughter drifted from the Alliance Chief’s Hall, where the leader of the Heretical Alliance resided.

“So, those stubborn old men from the Nine Great Sects must have taken quite a blow this time. I should have seen their faces. I almost regret not sneaking over there to watch.”

“Are you enjoying this so much?”

“Do I look like it?”

At the question from Ma Seak, the Ghost-Eyed Demon Lord, Dokgo Yeong, leader of the Heretical Alliance, let out a hearty laugh.

Ma Seak had grown considerably closer to the Black Martial Emperor since the Samaryang incident.

He was a man who constantly radiated a fierce aura even when standing still, but no one cared more about the Heretical Alliance than he did, so Dokgo Yeong had begun keeping him close.

Ma Seak soon shrugged...