I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 156

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Chapter 156. The Lesser Heavenly Demon (3)
Primordial Divine Art
First Form
Heaven and Earth Sundered
Sundered—a word that could mean opening a new world, but carried the connotation of violently overturning the existing one.
The meaning of “Heaven and Earth Sundered” attached to the first technique of the Primordial Divine Art was the latter, not the former.
Roughly a thousand warriors—no, wait, a hundred had died in mere moments, leaving about nine hundred—all turned their gazes toward me simultaneously.
Such was the concentration of overwhelming power. Even SS-ranked warriors gasped in horror at the sight of me. My ultimate technique, usable only once per year.
Sacred light and absolute darkness intertwined, revealing an ashen force akin to the arrogance of demonic energy itself.
“Perish.”
I thrust my fist forward, unleashing the full force of my power toward my target. One might mistake it for a martial technique, but it was not.
The Primordial Divine Art transcended such limitations entirely. Wielded with a blade, it became swordsmanship; with the feet, footwork; with inner energy, meditation; with a spear, spear technique.
Now it took the form of a fist strike. The concentrated essence of energy flew toward its target in the shape of a punch. Gal Seon-min, the Mad Warrior, had not anticipated being targeted and began desperately searching for a way to survive.
Evasion was impossible. Such tremendous force seemed inescapable. Defense was equally futile. His strength could never overcome such destructive, overwhelming brutality.
Perhaps if he were the one called the Divine Dragon, Namgoong Cheon, the strongest championship contender.
His mind raced. With a bloodstained smile, as the incoming force drew within inches of his face, Gal Seon-min brutishly seized a warrior behind him and used him as a shield.
A cowardly, despicable tactic—yet devastatingly effective.
In Zone 50, predation is permitted only once. That is why I had unleashed my ultimate technique, intending to devour the most advantageous target possible.
Once a warrior completes their predation, the formation immediately transports them to the next zone, preventing further killing. Thus, Gal Seon-min had deployed his ultimate gambit.
Using the human shield to force me into the next zone!
“Clever thinking in such a short span. But what good is it? I anticipated this as well.”
The attack that had flown to within breathing distance of the shielding warrior halted. Then, as if declaring that warrior was not my target, it changed course and flew toward Gal Seon-min behind him.
Burst!
With a shattering sound, his chest was obliterated. One strike—it was over. No variables remained. His intellect and ability were precisely as predictable as I had calculated.
“Tch, I should have devoured something stronger.”
I had even expended Divine Veins for this. Of course, I had not used the true power of the Divine Veins themselves. Rather, I had utilized the immense sacred force obtained as a supplementary effect from absorbing them.
The true power of the Divine Veins had not yet been fully absorbed into me, so I could not yet access its effects.
‘I must complete the predation and move to the next zone quickly.’
I needed time and leisure to absorb the Divine Veins. Fortunately, the formation seemed equally eager to advance me to the next zone.
Black demonic energy swiftly drained everything from Gal Seon-min’s body, then was absorbed into mine.
The warriors who witnessed this licked their lips, their eyes fixed upon me. The fierce battle had momentarily subsided into an eerie calm.
Their gazes burned with the desire to kill me before I could be transported away. Naturally—killing me would grant them the predation of immense power.
Another championship contender who has devoured a championship contender! Where could one find more appetizing prey?
Knowing this truth, I unleashed my full strength, suppressing the gnats around me. The arrogant demonic energy pouring outward, bearing the arrogance of the supreme Heavenly Demon Divine Art, the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique upon my back, pressed down upon the surroundings like a raging torrent.
Not a single soul dared open their mouth—or so it seemed.
Lost in the intoxication of absorbing Gal Seon-min’s power, I instinctively drew the Myriad Demon Sword, unfurled my wings, spun my body, and blocked the attack aimed at me.
My eyes widened. I had identified who attacked me. Piercing through this oppression with ease, passing through the vast and suffocating primordial demonic energy storm of the Demon Realm, the one who attacked me was none other than the strongest woman in this chamber.
The woman whose name I did not even know smiled, her eyes gleaming as she gazed at me, having blocked her attack.
Hwahgyeong—an SSS-ranked powerhouse. She smiled as she began gradually unleashing her power.
I too could not afford to fall here, so I responded by manifesting the arrogant force born from fusing the remaining sacred power and demonic energy within my body.
If push came to shove, I would resort to the second technique of the Primordial Divine Art, so I held my ground with that resolve. Suddenly, the woman’s brow furrowed slightly as she raised her hand.
At the same moment, another formation array materialized above the Demon God Territory.
“Divine power?!”
I was suppressed. The force of my arrogance shrank rapidly. As the balance shattered, I grimaced and hastily converted my arrogant power into the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique.
Seeing the woman pick up her sword again with a satisfied expression and rush toward me, I found myself bewildered.
‘Is she trying to gauge the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique?’
Regardless, I had to block first and assess later, so I hardened my gaze and raised my sword.
Heavenly Demon Divine Art (天魔神功) – Original
Heavenly Demon Thirteen Swords (天魔十三劍)
First Strike (一劍)
Demon Path Heaven (魔道一天)
The demonic energy that had been pressing down on my surroundings like a tempest converged into my blade in an instant, swirling briefly before I brought the sword down.
A black line etched itself into the void. The line began to amplify, growing stronger until it reached its limit, then shot forth like a cannon shell, striking the attacking woman with tremendous force.
Simultaneously, all of Gal Seon-min’s power was devoured by my body. Unfortunately, since I was absorbing another’s power rather than demonic energy, perfect 100% absorption was impossible.
However, unlike other martial artists who absorbed only 10-30%, I had absorbed approximately 80%. The moment absorption completed, the formation array exerted its power, engulfing me in demonic energy. As my vision distorted and I attempted to move, I witnessed it.
The woman catching my strike with nothing but her bare hand—no sword—completely unharmed, regarding me with an expression of intrigue and discovery.
“The Heavenly Demon Divine Technique.”
The moment those words left her lips, my eyes narrowed.
“We shall meet in the next zone. How dare you wield the power of the Heavenly Demon, child.”
With those cryptic words and the promise of a brutal encounter, I had no choice but to advance into Zone 51.
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Only after the monster that had captivated all attention—no, commanded it—crossed into the next zone could the martial artists finally breathe freely and escape their terror.
“What was that just now? Was it even human?”
Because I had awakened the Evil Saint Doctrine, my form was that of a demon. While not drastically different from humans in appearance, the obsidian skin, the pair of horns, and the six wings were sufficient proof that I was no human.
Moreover, the martial artists trembled at the overwhelming and brutal martial prowess I had displayed. Killing a tournament favorite with a single strike, and the meticulous cunning that dismantled his every calculated move.
“This is insane.”
A battlefield of death and killing was quelled and suppressed by a single person. Such was the magnitude of influence. All eyes now turned to one woman.
The woman who still grasped the tremendous power left by that monster in one hand, refusing to release it. A figure of such overwhelming beauty that her very existence had gone unnoticed.
“Fascinating. We have not yet reached the end of the Heavenly Demon Flying Cave, and yet—the final piece, the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique? And one equal in power to the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique possessed by the Sect Leader herself?”
The woman, unofficially the Heavenly Demon’s sole disciple and one of the Heavenly Demon’s hidden blades—Un-young, the Demon Flower—poured strength into her hand and shattered the strike.
As she opened her palm, a wound remained. Crimson blood flowed, leaving pain in its wake. Un-young let out a hollow laugh.
She had not come here to become the next Heavenly Demon. The position of Lesser Heavenly Demon? She knew all too well what that position entailed, so she harbored no intention of competing for it.
“A blade drawn in a contest to slay one’s master.”
Though the Heavenly Demon Flying Cave was said to be a selection tournament for the Lesser Heavenly Demon, that position held only one fate: death at the hands of the Heavenly Demon. No matter how sharp or powerful a blade, I could not imagine it capable of slaying her.
Only a Heavenly Demon can be slain by a Heavenly Demon. To elaborate: a user of the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique can only die at the hands of another user of the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique.
How far one has developed and mastered the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique is more important to Heavenly Demons than life itself. Since generations inevitably change, those who wish to maintain power longer and more dominantly must cultivate the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique beyond its limits.
And the sole Heavenly Demon possessing such absolute power is the current Heavenly Demon—the Heavenly Demon Emperor. Her Heavenly Demon Divine Technique was so formidable that it earned praise for transcending the ultimate.
With a single strike, she severed the will of the righteous path; in merely ten exchanges, she shattered the Immortal Realm, the world of the highest immortals; with but a single step, she placed all of the Murim beneath her feet. Such was the might of her divine art.
The divine technique all of the Murim most desired to learn was none other than the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Heavenly Demon Divine Technique.
Needless to say, the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique could never be learned in such a manner. Was it not a martial art that even her sole disciple—the one the Heavenly Demon Emperor alone regarded as family—had failed to master?
I had believed that so long as the Heavenly Demon Emperor remained dead and her spirit did not become wholly subsumed within this Flying Cave, no one could possess the Heavenly Demon Divine Art with greater power and more radiant potential than she had wielded.
‘Master. I believe I have found it.’
At last, I had found it—a blade possessing the sharpest, most powerful, and most radiant strength capable of granting my master the peace she deserved.
Un-young swung her sword. It happened in an instant. The head of a man once called one of the Orthodox Sect’s championship contenders and the successor to the great Taoism Sect fell to the ground.
Shock. Every martial artist recoiled in horror at the divine presence she had revealed.
“A transcendent who has reached the Realm of Fire!”
A being who had shed the limitations of martial artists, utterly incomparable to her previous state.
The martial artists swallowed hard and instinctively began to distance themselves from her. Though she was already consuming one victim, killing more held no purpose. Yet if they caught the attention of such a monster, they might perish as meaninglessly as the Ilwol Taegeuk Sect member had.
In an instant, two of the championship contenders had lost their lives and been consumed. This meant that even stronger contenders were beginning to reveal themselves.
After she had finished her consumption and moved to the next zone with a satisfied expression, only then could the martial artists exhale and once again comprehend what was transpiring within this chamber.
It transformed once more into a scene of slaughter.

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