2025-01-01 16:41:47His weapon was an umbrella, an extremely deadly weapon. When the umbrella was opened, thirteen razor-sharp swords would appear, tearing the opponent's body to pieces.
Once upon a time, the Umbrella Demon disappeared from the martial world. It was rumored that he was ganged up on by eight straight sect leaders.
The Umbrella Demon disappeared, and the leaders of the eight sects never appeared before the people of the martial world again. "It is said that in that unequal battle, the eight sect leaders were injured by the deadly thirteen-eyed demon umbrella weapon!"
That's how it was discussed in crowded places, stalls, and taverns and heard over and over again fifty years ago. Unfortunately, today, the story of the Umbrella Demon and the eight white sect leaders is no longer heard.
Gradually, people began to realize who the Umbrella Demon was, the much-feared black sect demon kingpin.
Back into the cave in the ravine behind the Wudang Sect.
"Little one... If I told you that I'm a figure from the black sect, would you believe me?"
Eadric Rong looked at the older man repeatedly. Then he nodded. "It might be believed that you are a figure of the famous black sect. Please tell me your name," Eadric Rong said, acting like an adult.
The older man burst out laughing again. "This little fool doesn't know who he's talking to," Kyron Mo thought.
He deliberately said his name slowly, hoping that Eadric Rong would be surprised.
"My name is Kyron Mo! Have you heard?"
Kyron Mo hoped that Eadric Rong would cry out in fear, at least be surprised, and step back. However, he encountered disappointment.
The little boy shook his head innocently. "Kyron Mo? I've never heard that name. Can you mention any nicknames or other designations of your name?"
Kyron Mo almost vomited blood. That little boy would have run away in terror if this had happened fifty years ago. Feeling curious, he mentioned his nickname.
"Umbrella Demon! That's my nickname. Have you heard?"
Instead of the look of fear or praise that the little boy threw, Eadric Rong laughed.
"What kind of nickname is that? Umbrella Demon? Why don't you pick another name that sounds scary or cruel?" Eadric Rong continued to laugh.
Kyron Mo's face turned ugly.
In his heart, he thought sadly. "Time passes very quickly. The Umbrella Demon that was so dominating is now nothing more than a laughing stock. I'd better pass all my skills to this boy before I die."
At the moment when Eadric Rong was still laughing, he felt that an invisible force sucked his body.
"I'm dead! I seem to have angered the old man," he complained.
The older man's grip felt tight around his neck.
Panicked, he asked, "Elder, what are you doing?" Eadric Rong's voice broke.
Laughing coldly, Kyron Mo said, "You want to acquire Energy Pearls, don't you? Today, let me give you my Energy Pearl!"
Kyron Mo then laughed out loud. The sharp nails scraped Eadric Rong's stomach, a gaping wound... Eadric Rong grew more frightened.
"What are you doing? Please don't hurt me..."
The older man had no mercy.
Fiercely, he said, "Don't be a crybaby! I will transfer my Energy Pearl to you. But you must remember, this is the Energy Pearl of a black cult leader. You must promise to lead the black sect and attack the white sect in the future!"
"I don't want to. Let me go!" Eadric Rong was angry.
Kyron Mo slapped Eadric Rong's face, causing the boy to fall unconscious. He then performed spiritual surgery unreasonably, taking out his own Energy Pearl and transferring it into Eadric Rong's dantian core.
The space of the cave immediately smelled rancid. Blood was splattered everywhere.
When Kyron Mo finished with the spiritual surgery, his face paled. He fell with a blank look. However, he could still hear him softly say.
"Congratulations to our black sect. Today, a black sect kingpin has been born, an incarnation of... Demonic Umbrella Grandfather!"
After that, Kyron Mo fell asleep, never to wake up again. The apparitions in the cave at that time were terrifying.
A deformed older man was sleeping with a pale face. Blood pooled all over the cave.
Meanwhile, the little boy looked asleep with an innocent face, not knowing a miracle had just happened. Eadric Rong already had a Pearl Core!
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