Chapter 452: Den of Demons (5)
A dull resonance spread in an instant.
It was a sound as if iron was being sliced apart. The black mist, severed in a single stroke, scattered to the sides with a chilling, whispering friction—saaaah.
Beyond it.
Thud.
The intruder landed on what remained of the relatively intact floor.
And then, he staggered slightly. Like someone unable to steady themselves, drunk on liquor.
Had it not been for the long, sunlit waves of his black hair and the extraordinary fabric of his violet robe, he might have been mistaken for Ju Gwang-shin, the Drunken Beggar King, or Dae-ya-shin, the Grand Beggar Immortal—legends of the Beggars' Sect.
At least, that’s what So Mucheon, the Lord of Great Heaven Gate, thought.
Fortunately, Yeomcheon Pavilion had both an overwhelmingly high ceiling and an adequately spacious rooftop.
It was enough to firmly support the feet of the uninvited young man.
Is he human...?
So Mucheon had heard of martial arts that stimulated the upper danjeon through alcohol. In fact, he knew of sects that practiced it as an advanced secret technique.