Heavenly Demon of the Huashan Sect - Chapter 303

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Episode 303
The composure that had always graced the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s face vanished without trace.
It was hardly surprising.
The culprit was none other than the Divine Demon Wall.
It was the crystallization of martial mastery—a technique honed over decades through the Meltdown Divine Demon Art, then combined and innovated in his own unique way.
As the essence of the heterodox evil learning he had personally perfected, it operated on an entirely different principle than ordinary Guardian Qi Technique.
A supreme Guardian Qi Technique infused with both offense and defense.
The Demonic Energy of the Divine Demon Wall, layered upon itself in countless strata, possessed elasticity and rebound force—those who attacked it were inevitably shattered in return.
Because of this, countless warriors who had mistaken it for an ordinary Guardian Qi Technique and attempted to breach it had instead lost their lives.
The count ran into the hundreds.
And so he had always believed that, save for ‘those ones,’ no one could possibly pierce this Divine Demon Wall—and yet……
It crumbled to pieces.
Both the Divine Demon Wall and his pride along with it.
Torn apart by the hands of an opponent he had never, in his wildest dreams, considered a threat.
He barely collected himself and looked at the grinning youth before him.
Maehwa Sword Association. Cheon Hui.
The young prodigy of Huashan, who had recently sent shockwaves through the Kangho, had shredded the Divine Demon Wall to ribbons.
‘Had such an overbearing technique truly existed within Huashan?’
The question flickered through his mind.
Huashan Sect was renowned for its brilliant swordsmanship emphasizing transformation and variable techniques, not for tyrannical martial arts.
As the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master stared at Cheon Hui, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
His vision wavered.
The backlash from the Divine Demon Wall’s collapse had twisted his Qi and blood, which had been drawn up to sustain his Inner Force.
His sleeve fluttered in a single instant.
The golden tassels adorning the trembling fabric scattered with radiance, and as the Demonic Energy amplified and his Qi and blood stabilized—
Thud.
A footstep suddenly sounded.
It was Cheon Hui.
Stepping into the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s domain in a single breath, he flicked his left hand.
Crash!
The ground exploded and collapsed inward.
The leather shoe of Cheon Hui—who had lightly brushed away the fractured fragments of the Divine Demon Wall clinging to his palm as if sweeping off insects—came down against the earth.
Inner Force gathered at his sole.
From where his foot touched down, cracks rippled outward in concentric circles.
In that moment when the ground trembled—
Swoosh!
Cheon Hui’s torso suddenly twisted.
The muscle of his sleeved arm bulged visibly as it swung in a wide diagonal arc.
A technique executed without warning.
A streak of sword light followed in its wake.
Screee—
Space rippled for an instant.
And then, at its end—
A beautiful bloom of blood blossomed into being.
Splash—
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master, who had caused that bloom to open, staggered backward.
A diagonal scarlet line had appeared across his chest, bleeding freely.
The mark left by the sword path Cheon Hui had unleashed.
“Blood…… so it was real.”
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s eyes narrowed to slits.
It burned. It stung.
A wound born for the first time in ages awakened a sensation of pain he had almost forgotten.
Swish—
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master moved his left hand.
His fingers traced across the wound.
Fortunately, it was not deep.
He had instinctively retreated half a step the moment he saw the sword swing, and that alone had saved him.
“Your reflexes are quick, yet you still managed to dodge. Impressive.”
Cheon Hui tossed out a brief remark.
It was the tone one used when addressing a novice.
At such behavior, the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master.
“Hehehehe.”
Laughed.
His chest heaved, and blood gushed forth more profusely.
Yet he did not cease his laughter; at some point, he infused his left hand—which had been pressed against the wound—with inner power.
Whirrrrrr—
The air trembled.
Simultaneously, the golden tassels adorning his sleeves quivered, scattering radiance.
When he finally withdrew his hand from the wound.
The flowing blood ceased.
It was a wondrous sight.
“A sensation I have not felt in ages.”
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master murmured, straightening his spine with perfect rigidity.
In that instant, his presence swelled immensely.
His vacant gaze lowered, and a desolate aura spilled forth.
Whisssshh—
Black fierce energy scattered from the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s entire body, surging skyward.
A pillar of black light reaching toward the heavens.
The manifestation of overwhelming martial power.
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master, erupting with this wondrous power, slowly closed and opened his eyes.
In those pitch-black pupils flowed an entrancing demonic nature, which wholly contained all the space within his sight.
He swung his sleeve.
The golden tassel ignited with dancing light.
He had woven the power of the Eternal Immortality Formation—an array inscribed upon his sleeve—into his Demonic Art.
His own heterodox evil learning had been revealed.
“Ah, what a tragedy it is. Had you received instruction beneath me, you possess the aptitude to hold All Under Heaven in your palm.”
He spoke as though genuinely regretful.
His words were sincere.
The one before him possessed talent of immeasurable rarity.
Even among their ranks, none could claim such capability.
“All Under Heaven?”
Cheon Hui let out a low chuckle, lifting his chin.
“I wouldn’t take it even if you offered it.”
As he spoke, he regarded the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master.
To hold All Under Heaven in one’s palm?
It was a ridiculous notion.
In his former life, he could have seized it at any moment, yet he himself had rejected it—was that not already All Under Heaven?
Cheon Hui smiled with disdain, parting his lips.
“Troublesome things make me sick.”
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master narrowed the space between his brows.
It was a response he had never anticipated.
He refuses to grasp All Under Heaven because it is troublesome?
What manner of thinking was this?
“And you ought to speak properly.”
Cheon Hui opened his mouth, his eyes half-lidded.
His eyes, infused with the power of the Plum Blossom Divine Art, radiated a subtle and wondrous spiritual essence, releasing an illuminating gaze.
In that moment, his presence expanded.
The majestic aura of an absolute sovereign who had commanded a hundred thousand demonic disciples in his former life manifested of its own accord.
“If you wish to grasp All Under Heaven, then it should not be I who receives your instruction, but rather you who must receive mine—would it not?”
“You fail to know your place.”
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s anger flared—a rare occurrence.
His beautiful features twisted for the first time, and intense killing intent surged forward.
Whoooosh—
Darkness draped across his entire form once more, and a chilling fierce energy settled into both his hands.
In the very moment his hands were about to move.
Crack!
Cheon Hui’s silhouette warped.
The supreme Bicheong Movement had been deployed.
To the perception of those skilled in speed techniques—there was none in the demonic path, nay, none in All Under Heaven who could match the ghostlike speed technique of Cheon Hui—his form became instantly blurred.
In the blink of an eye, he had reached before the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master, and the Hwawol in his hand was wielded without emotion.
Shriiek!
The Hwawol, bearing a faint red sword force, split into countless streams and encircled him from all directions.
The landscape was crushed.
As the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master watched the sword strikes descending from all sides, his eyes dropped blue lightning.
His Upper Dantian had opened.
With Heaven-Earth-Human unified as one, the Meltdown Divine Demon Energy surged violently.
Immediately, his sleeves fluttered.
“Meltdown Heaven Seal.”
Together with Six Harmonies Full Power, a fresh explosive force poured from the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s palms.
Boom!
The thunderous sound swept across the surroundings.
The ground nearby split open at once and overturned.
It could not withstand the collision of the two.
It was, literally, the world torn asunder.
Cheon Hui recovered the Hwawol, blocked by the Meltdown Heaven Seal, and spun his body in midair.
Even as he wielded the Hwawol.
A continuous strike followed immediately.
The Hwawol, wrapped in colorless fierce energy, struck through space, drawing a sharp arc.
Toward the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s abdomen.
It was a sword stroke so swift that even he, standing in the Absolute Realm, could not consciously perceive it.
Slash!
The Hwawol grazed past the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s flank, and blood sprayed in all directions.
For the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master, the only fortune was that the wound was not deep.
It was thanks to having raised the Divine Demon Wall the moment he realized the Hwawol was being swung.
But among absolute masters in a life-and-death duel, such a wound was fatal.
Thud!
Yet the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master showed no sign of concern, his expression composed, and stamped his foot.
The ground he stepped on rippled.
Crash!
The ground that had been overturned before now sank deeply, and the clothes draped upon it shot upward toward the sky.
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s face, entering Cheon Hui’s field of vision, suddenly loomed large.
He had unfolded the Yi Hyeong Hwan Wi and burrowed into Cheon Hui’s embrace as he wielded the Hwawol.
Immediately after, ripples spread across his palms.
The Meltdown Divine Demon Hand.
A counterattack born in an instant.
‘Was it calculated?’
Cheon Hui’s eyes grew cold.
It was an extraordinarily fast response.
It felt like the technique of the Flesh-Giving Bone-Taking Asura—willing to sacrifice the flesh to obtain the bone.
Cheon Hui hastily extended his left hand.
Boom!
The impact struck his palm and flowed through.
‘What?’
Cheon Hui’s eyebrows twitched.
The aftermath of the fierce force penetrated through his opposing palm and twisted his meridians.
It was a peculiar infiltration method.
‘A technique that destroys meridians…?’
Cheon Hui read the flow of internal force burrowing into his meridians and immediately drew upon the Plum Blossom Divine Art.
Then, gathering the infiltrated internal power together, he crushed and dispersed it at once.
Burst!
Even the sleeve of his left arm was torn apart.
Though he had dispelled the force with great speed, his forearm ached.
It was a cunning and sinister technique.
But it did not end there.
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master, his entire body wrapped in the Divine Demon Wall, spiraled the force of the Meltdown Divine Demon Energy around his palms and thrust outward again.
‘I’ve never seen such martial arts before.’
In an instant, lightning flashed across his mind.
Simultaneously, his thoughts rotated with the speed of light.
In the Absolute Realm unknown to ordinary people, his time flowed slowly.
Each moment stretched long.
Cheon Hui thrust his palm forward, his eyes fixed on the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master staring back at him.
Their gazes met for a brief moment.
In that instant, Cheon Hui’s lips twisted into a smile.
Three hundred years had passed.
And in all that time, the world had witnessed new martial arts emerge, and now he faced them.
Yes. This is what I wanted.
Cheon Hui’s eyes gleamed brilliantly, and he lifted his foot in a devastating kick.
Crash!
The northern wall shattered with a deafening roar, and the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s Divine Demon Wall trembled violently.
A moment’s wavering.
But the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master quickly steadied himself, then stamped the ground with tremendous force.
The earth cracked beneath him as he surged forward.
Cheon Hui, seeing this, lowered his kicked leg and drove his other foot hard into the ground.
Like arrows, they hurtled toward each other in a straight line, colliding in mid-air.
Clang! Boom!
The air itself exploded outward with crushing force.
In the void, they moved without losing sight of each other, exchanging attack and defense in rapid succession.
Each move, each technique—a lethal ultimate form.
Plum blossoms bloomed; darkness descended.
The red trajectory and black trajectory tangled and intertwined, colliding again and again.
The shockwave from each collision swept across the surroundings and detonated.
In the blink of an eye, the number of exchanges exploded exponentially.
Beyond dozens, into hundreds.
In fleeting moments, ultimate techniques sought each other out, and wounds accumulated.
Rip! Screech!
Their clothing was already tattered, and vivid blood streamed from their bodies.
As the exchange of moves reached its peak.
“It is time to see the end.”
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master rose into the air.
Floating at a height of several zhang above, he looked down at Cheon Hui below, his icy pale hands spreading wide open.
Roar!
Darkness gathered thick behind him, spawning a sphere of absolute black.
If the sun were made not of light but of darkness, it would look like this.
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master, having opened wide the domain of the Meltdown Divine Demon Art perfected through the Array Formation, looked down and fixed his gaze upon Cheon Hui.
Hum!
The air warped, and vibrations rippled outward.
It was the extreme Meltdown Divine Demon Energy dominating this space, causing it to convulse.
“I shall grant you eternal peace.”
The Six Harmonies Full Power resonated with a piercing wail.
From the sphere behind him came a demonic black thunder striking downward.
Boom!
The sphere of darkness fell.
A technique to annihilate All Under Heaven.
The final ultimate form of the Meltdown Divine Demon Hand.
It was the manifestation of the Meltdown Tribulation.
The earth shattered and scattered around Cheon Hui. Unable to withstand the power of the Meltdown Tribulation, it was pulverized entirely.
“How amusing. They say that when supreme martial arts reach the highest realm, they resemble sorcery—yet to fuse sorcery and martial arts as one and release them together.”
Cheon Hui murmured, a smile lingering at his lips, as he raised the Hwawol.
As the Immortal Heavenly Sect Master had said, now was the time to see the conclusion of this battle.
Roar!
From the Hwawol in his grip, an indescribable flow emanated, wrapping around Cheon Hui and everything around him with utmost gentleness.
As if embracing all things.
Soon, the Hwawol surged upward toward the descending Meltdown Tribulation.
The Seven Absolute Plum Blossom Sword—seventh form.
Eternal Tribulation Heavenly World Ten-Thousand Mile Fragrance.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted, leaving the ears ringing.
The sword stroke aimed at the Meltdown Tribulation left a single line of blade-mark before vanishing.
It was like a phantom.
A bewitching fragrance of plum blossoms swept through the air.
Blood essence seeped through as well.
Cheon Hui gazed at his chest, where droplets of blood swelled and fell.
“A wound of this caliber—it’s been a long time.”
Fresh blood wept from the split in his flesh, soaking into his robes before dripping away.
That was when it happened.
A sharp gasp.
A cry of pain echoed from above.
The Immortal Heavenly Sect Master’s body, suspended in the void, convulsed violently before beginning to crumble.
The Divine Demon Wall shattered into fragments, and the Meltdown Divine Demon Energy that had enveloped his entire form dispersed.
Only then did a bloodstain bloom across his waist.
The Eternal Tribulation Heavenly World Ten-Thousand Mile Fragrance had carved through him.
He plummeted helplessly.
Thud!
A dull sound rang out.
In the silence that had settled over the surroundings, that sound seemed unnaturally loud.

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