I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 155

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Chapter 155. The Lesser Heavenly Demon (2)
At the tip of my fingers lay the image of a beautiful woman, her body resting against the wall of an enormous chamber, her eyes closed in quiet repose.
“Hmm? How does such a beauty find herself in this violent and savage Cheonma Bidong?”
“An unknown martial artist?”
“With such beauty, she could rival the most beautiful under heaven. I know of no such woman. Perhaps she finds herself in circumstances similar to yours? But you there… you seem quite interested in this woman, don’t you? Ahem. A sturdy man indeed.”
What is this bastard going on about? I narrowed my eyes and gazed upon the woman who stood alone in solitary dignity.
‘She’s strong.’
The other championship contenders—I could defeat them through cunning and strategy if I applied myself. But this woman possessed a strength so overwhelming that devising such plans against her seemed impossible from the outset.
‘Unless I deploy Longinus.’
And not merely 10%—I would need to channel at least 30 to 40%. I can activate 10% with ease now, but truthfully, those I could dispatch with 10% are limited to A-rank at most. Those of greater strength can deflect a 10% Longinus without difficulty.
30 to 40% means channeling nearly half of the 80% required for divine slaying. Of course, my actual power would be only a fraction—perhaps one-fifth at best. As the activation rate increases, the potency of my restricted special authority grows exponentially.
Even so, 30 to 40% is no trivial figure. With my current strength, I would need days devoted solely to activation to barely achieve such a rate.
“The realm beyond the pinnacle.”
“Hmm? You speak of the Transcendent Realm? The Pinnacle is the realm that talentless martial artists achieve through effort beyond their limits. The Transcendent Realm is what talented martial artists attain only by pouring everything into surpassing their boundaries—a realm of transcendence where they can no longer be grouped with ordinary martial artists. Beyond even that, there exists the Boundary Realm, the end of transcendence.”
“Is there a realm beyond that?”
“Of course. After the Boundary Realm comes the Life-Death Realm, half the realm of divinity itself. Then comes the Mythic Realm, where ascension is possible and one is called a true Divine Being. The five gods of our Jigo Murim stand at this Mythic Realm. Beyond that lies the Harmony Realm, occupied by only two—a realm granted to those who have understood the harmony of all things in the universe. The leaders of the Orthodox and Heterodox Sects dwell in this realm.”
I nodded, recalling the hierarchy of realms, and posed my most pressing question.
“What is the realm of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, she who is called the Absolute?”
“There is no official name for it. Is it not absurd to attach the word ‘realm’ to an absolute existence? Yet all martial artists call it thus: the Primordial Realm. The end of all martial artists. The highest realm in the universe.”
I nodded in agreement. I had grown my fundamental stats to the very limit of SS+. Beyond that, one stat had reached SSS+.
A realm so extraordinary that even the Divine Beings dwelling in the Abyss Realm might never achieve it. Should the Jigo Murim be absorbed into the Abyss now, I alone could suppress all the gods.
‘Belial at her peak possessed Divine-grade stats of SS rank, or so I was told.’
I had surpassed the power of the Demon King. Belial was among the strongest of the Demon Kings. Perhaps I had reached parity with Solomon, the primordial Demon God himself.
That meant I stood shoulder to shoulder with the supreme gods of an entire divine realm.
‘Of course, once the possession ends, I will lose that power.’
With the Late Bloomer ability, I could ascend to even greater heights in less time. And ascending through my true body would be far superior to this borrowed vessel.
Yet the thought left me uneasy. Could I truly slay such an existence?
‘Even at 100% Longinus activation, I could not.’
It was inevitable. Even with divine slaying possible, a supreme god exists on an entirely different plane. Without the complete unsealing of Longinus and the restoration of its original power and rank, it would be impossible.
Without the power and rank that once annihilated the supreme god of the divine realm called Heaven, it was absolutely impossible.
I exhaled deeply, then swept the worry from my mind. Given the unique circumstances, I would concern myself with such matters after claiming the title of Heavenly Demon.
Just as I was about to speak to Shin Woon, all surviving martial artists finally gathered in Zone 50, and the trial began.
Even in a place of respite, this realm operated under a single law: the survival of the strong and the death of the weak.
〖Cheonma Bidong – Zone 50 – !@#$!@$ Field〗
〖Objective: Eliminate your competitors…@#$!@$〗
〖Reward: Demonic Essence!@#$$!@〗
The characters suspended in the void twisted grotesquely before reforming into new text.
〖Cheonma Bidong – Zone 50 – Field of Predation〗
〖Objective: Slay your competitors.〗
〖Restriction: You may consume only one competitor.〗
〖Reward: Devour the competitor’s power.〗
From the start, there was no rest or friendly reunion. In an instant, over a thousand martial artists’ faces hardened, and tension spread throughout the chamber.
They eyed each other warily, watching for any opening. The atmosphere that had been somewhat relaxed moments ago became far more grave.
Schwick!
The first martial artist to move severed the neck of the one before him. Then, as if waiting for this very moment, black demonic energy was sucked into the corpse, and after absorbing everything, it turned the body into a mummy before transferring the power to the killer.
Of course, not everything was absorbed. At most, perhaps thirty percent?
The remainder seeped back into the formation of Cheonma Bidong, becoming the driving force that moved this colossal structure.
“Ah…!!”
A martial artist trembled at the sudden, dramatic surge of power. The moment all the martial artists here witnessed this, they understood. An opportunity!
A chance to advance to greater heights without struggle! The stronger the opponent I kill, the more I gain.
It happened in an instant. The chamber expanded tenfold, as if laying out a stage for what was to come.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
The transformation of the chamber brought chaos, and the savage law of the strong devouring the weak revealed itself. A battle of killing and being killed began.
Less than ten minutes had passed since the objective changed, and already the scent of blood filled the chamber.
Watching this quietly, I spun my body swiftly and reached out to catch the blade being thrust toward me.
“Hehehehe. You caught it? But this isn’t over!”
Seeing another blade flying at me in succession, I sighed and drew forth the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique. The Heavenly Demon Divine Technique, five times more powerful now that I possessed the Heavenly Demon Physique, wrapped around my fist.
I threw my fist forward, and with a single blow, both blades hurtling toward me shattered into fragments.
I hadn’t used any grand technique. In fact, I hadn’t even used martial arts. I simply threw a punch.
“What is this?”
Yet my opponent was utterly bewildered, staring at me with trembling eyes.
“What a shame. I thought I’d help you in return for the valuable information you provided. But it’s come to this.”
I shook my head with genuine regret as I watched Shin Woon instinctively back away. It was true. I had intended to help him in exchange for the decent information he’d given me.
Yet he struck me from behind first.
I reached into my inventory and summoned the Myriad Demon Sword, then moved forward.
Schwick. Schwick.
I didn’t kill him. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be too wasteful to kill such a specimen. Though his physical stats were stronger than mine, this alone wasn’t enough.
I left him screaming in agony and terror as both his arms were severed, turning away. When I didn’t finish my prey, the Hyena members who witnessed this rushed toward Shin Woon and cut short his life.
I paid them no mind. They wouldn’t attack me. Shin Woon, whom they’d thought stronger than themselves, had died so easily.
I walked slowly through this chaotic, tumultuous battlefield. A transformation began within me.
Theory of Inherent Evil—Awakening.
The chamber had already divided into three factions. The first consisted of those who identified suitable targets, hunted them, and used the formation’s teleportation magic to advance to the next zone first.
The second faction united against formidable opponents they dared not even dream of facing alone. Their thinking was singular: since they could only devour once, they didn’t realize that a strong opponent could easily kill them and waste that opportunity.
Approximately ten individuals, including the five called championship favorites, had become such targets. They were the final, third faction.
As I walked among them, my form transformed completely into that of a Demon God, a scale appeared behind my back amplifying my power, and six black wings unfurled beautifully.
It didn’t stop there. I needed to extract maximum benefit from this place.
“Demon God Territory…Descent.”
A new land overlaid the chamber. Demonic energy so pure, pristine, and overwhelmingly dense that the chamber’s own demonic aura seemed trivial—primordial demonic energy emanated from this land, spreading across a certain radius centered on me.
“Who should I devour?”
Smack. I licked my lips. What would be the most satisfying prey to hunt and consume?
Infinite primordial demonic energy seeped endlessly into my body as the Heavenly Demon Divine Art operated at its peak, bestowing tremendous pressure upon my surroundings.
Arrogant magical power bolstered that oppressive force. I adapted the method that Namgoong Cheon, the tournament favorite, had displayed, reshaping it to suit my own style.
In an instant, all eyes converged upon me. The flies’ gazes sharpened as they rushed toward me, but the moment they stepped upon the Demon God Territory, their bodies stiffened involuntarily, trembling uncontrollably as their flesh lost a measure of control. Within this land, I became several times stronger. This was the full power I could muster.
Layered with every buff available, I designated a single target. An existence that would minimize variables while extracting maximum profit.
My gaze fixed upon one of the five powerhouses—the weakest among them. Though inferior among the tournament favorites, this one possessed enough strength to rank SS-grade.
Certainly not easy prey to capture. Yet it was not difficult either. I could likely attempt to seize even stronger ones, but if variables emerged, I risked a backlash. This was the prey I had chosen.
Now was the opportunity—while they were too preoccupied with the flies to spare even a glance in this direction. When attention was maximally dispersed, I would drive a single devastating blow home.
I drew a deep breath, accepting the demonic energy. Simultaneously, I opened my inventory and withdrew the radiant chalice that seemed incongruous with this darkness.
I had wanted to use it immediately, but it was a powerful card I had restrained myself from playing until now.
Within the chalice, a sacred yet brilliant, distant yet supreme liquid began to manifest.
Divine Blood. The elixir known as the blood of gods, capable of granting divine power.
The moment that sacred liquid passed beyond my throat, infinite divine power and demonic energy simultaneously infused my body.
I did not miss that moment. I unleashed the greatest technique I had been restraining all this time.
Primordial Divine Art
A martial technique that drew upon the supreme force of the universe itself as fuel.
First Form.
It was not divided into sword techniques, movement techniques, fist techniques, and the like. Every single motion, every breath—all became one technique.
Light and darkness, which could never harmonize, achieved harmony and blended into ash-gray brilliance, grasped within my palm.
I exhaled deeply, concentrating all the power of my entire body into a single point.
The Giant Ant’s tremendous strength.
The Colossal God’s power—hidden effect.
The moment I donned both buffs, I leaped high into the heavens and unleashed that formidable power upon a single existence.
Heaven and Earth Parting

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