The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 147

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Chapter 147.
Bu Eunseol and Woo Gang exchanged moves at such close quarters that their faces nearly collided with each other.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
As time passed, Woo Gang’s expression grew increasingly distorted as he deployed his fist techniques.
Though the Pao Ok Fist was an exquisite art form, compared to the Seven Fists of the Demon King that dominated Tianxia, it was merely a cluttered and scattered technique.
As he forcibly defended against the Demon King’s Seven Fists, which poured forth power with absolute freedom, his moves and internal energy scattered repeatedly.
“Excellent!”
In that instant, a faint glow kindled in Woo Gang’s fists.
Unable to match Bu Eunseol’s fist technique through skill and technique alone, he sought to suppress her momentum with raw power instead.
Boom!
As fist met fist, shockwaves rippled outward in concentric circles.
In that same moment, Woo Gang was forced back three full steps, yet Bu Eunseol stood as immovable as a Celestial General descended from the heavens.
“…!”
Woo Gang’s eyes widened with shock as he beheld this sight.
‘Internal energy of this caliber…’
With the elders’ support, he had consumed countless precious tonics since childhood to strengthen his body.
And that was merely the beginning—he had not missed a single day of cultivating his internal energy until reaching his forties.
Because of this, he had always prided himself on possessing superior internal energy compared to other masters of his generation… yet here he was, overwhelmed by a mere youth.
“I acknowledge that both your fist technique and internal energy surpass mine.”
A cold gleam flickered in Woo Gang’s eyes as he regarded Bu Eunseol.
“Prepare the formation.”
Whoosh.
At his shout, all the Gae Bang disciples drew their long spears and surrounded Bu Eunseol.
“Draw your sword. You cannot face this formation with fist techniques alone.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with an expressionless face in response to Woo Gang’s advice.
“When the time comes, I will draw it.”
“Are you also one of the Ten Demon Immortals?”
At the sudden question, Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed slightly.
When no answer came even after a brief pause, Woo Gang continued.
“Our sect has always upheld the Way of Righteousness and Chivalry. Even if you are a follower of the Demonic Path, we should still give your corpse proper burial.”
He looked Bu Eunseol up and down before speaking again.
“Tell me which sect you belong to. I will send your remains there with proper respect.”
“There is no need for concern.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with eyes that did not waver in the slightest.
“If I fall, leave my body as it is so the beasts may feast upon it.”
Bu Eunseol harbored no attachment to life, no lingering regrets. Therefore, what became of her corpse was of no consequence.
Only forward. That was all she needed to do.
Yet Woo Gang regarded her with a strange expression.
“You don’t believe you will lose.”
“You talk too much.”
Bu Eunseol’s expression twisted in displeasure, and Woo Gang’s thick brows twitched. Without a word, he took a step forward and joined the formation array.
Whooooom.
In that instant, a low vibration resonated through the bodies of five Gae Bang disciples including Woo Gang, and a fierce aura surged forth.
It was a vibration and momentum unseen in ordinary formations.
‘Not the Striking Dog Formation.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed to slits.
Within Gae Bang existed the Striking Dog Formation, said to stand as an equal to Shaolin’s Hundred Arhat Formation—one of the greatest formations in the Murim.
However, the Striking Dog Formation required thirty-six practitioners to execute. This meant what Sal Gu Haeng’s masters were deploying was another formation technique of Gae Bang.
‘I’ll know once we clash.’
Bu Eunseol extended a light fist, pouring forth the power of the Horse-Trampling Fist.
“Hah!”
The four Gae Bang disciples surrounding Bu Eunseol swung their long staffs and effortlessly dissipated the fist force.
Tap-tap-tap-crack.
Then, as if employing the Ground-Piercing Sword Technique, they lowered their stances and thrust their staffs, persistently targeting Bu Eunseol’s lower body.
‘Is this the power of the formation?’
Until now, no opponent had ever easily dissolved the Horse-Trampling Fist’s power and launched an immediate counterattack.
Bu Eunseol discerned that each time they stepped upon specific cardinal directions while deploying their staff technique, a subtle aura surged forth.
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh.
Bu Eunseol unfolded her footwork to evade the long staffs, and her fists flashed with brilliance once more.
Crack!
In that moment, five sharp streams of fist force erupted at different angles and directions toward Woo Gang and the Sal Gu Haeng disciples.
The second technique of the Horse-Trampling Seven Forms—the Extreme Rotation Phantom Echo technique.
Tap-crack. Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh.
As unavoidable fist forces from different angles poured down, the Sal Gu Haeng disciples repeatedly gathered like flower buds and scattered again, swinging their long staffs.
Using an exceptionally unique yet flawless combination technique, they once again neutralized Bu Eunseol’s fist force.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
Now the Sal Gu Haeng disciples launched their counterattack. They swung their long staffs while occasionally unleashing fist techniques with one hand.
Bu Eunseol, observing their relentless attacks, flashed her eyes with insight.
‘Gae Bang’s martial arts are more diverse than I expected.’
The fist techniques they employed were each different, and each maintained a unique stance.
Since the number of Gae Bang disciples was incalculable, the martial arts transmitted among them seemed to develop in equally diverse directions.
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh! Crack-crack-crack-crack!
After exchanging moves for a brief thirty seconds, Bu Eunseol retreated slightly.
‘The formation is subtle, but those executing it are imperfect.’
The formation was subtle enough that it could not be broken in a short time, but the Gae Bang disciples deploying it each exhibited martial arts with strong individuality.
Because of this, Bu Eunseol could clearly see through the flaws in their techniques.
Just as Bu Eunseol was about to unfold her fist technique while leisurely observing their methods,
Crack! Boom!
A sharp sound of air splitting and a dull impact echoed simultaneously from afar.
Bu Eunseol immediately recognized it as the sound that spread when the White Horse Whip struck the ground.
‘Yu Woon Ryong.’
There was no technique in the White Horse Flying Method that involved striking the ground.
Yu Woon Ryong had likely struck the earth in vain. That meant the tide of battle was increasingly turning against him.
‘Perhaps it truly was impossible.’
The martial arts of the Grand Masters had already reached the pinnacle of transcendence.
To achieve victory against such opponents required not only techniques surpassing theirs, but also a spiritual fortitude that exceeded their own.
“Now!”
The moment my thoughts wavered, Woo Gang immediately seized the opening and cried out.
“Boiling Sound Startles the Dog!”
Crack!
The masters of Sal Gu Haeng wielding their long spears all leaped into the air simultaneously.
Watching this, I furrowed my brow in disbelief.
‘They finally seized a good opportunity, only to employ such a crude technique…’
Humans cannot hover in the air like birds indefinitely; when they descend, they expose critical vulnerabilities.
Therefore, leaping into the air during combat is the most forbidden action in actual warfare.
Crash!
Yet an unexpected situation unfolded.
The Sal Gu Haeng masters who had leaped skyward suddenly struck their long spears violently against one another.
Screeeech!
In that instant, the outer surface of the spears shattered, revealing the silvery metal beneath.
Simultaneously, a sharp, piercing metallic shriek cut viciously through the air.
It was a sound so acute and otherworldly, as if it were drilling through bone itself.
‘Tch.’
My senses, honed by the Beast Path, were several times more acute than those of even the finest martial masters.
The moment I heard that metallic screech, it felt as though a hidden blade had pierced my ears, and the world began to fade to white.
Thud.
Seizing this opportunity, the Sal Gu Haeng masters landed and struck my body with their spears.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Battered by the successive blows, I was driven backward.
“Hehehehe.”
Woo Gang smiled smugly as he watched my robes tear to tatters from the spear strikes.
“No matter how formidable a master may be, they fall victim to the Boiling Sound Startles the Dog technique.”
“A dog startled by noise.”
I let out a soft laugh.
“A technique fit for beggars.”
“Hehehehe. Do you know the weakness of a dog?”
Woo Gang spoke with absolute confidence.
“A dog’s weakness is its nose. You may strike it there, but if you spray vinegar into its nostrils, it suffers far greater pain. This is because they possess such keen olfactory senses.”
Woo Gang smiled once more as he continued.
“You Demonic Path practitioners generally employ martial arts that amplify the senses. The Nangya Sect does so, and I hear the Destruction Spear Sect and Geuk Sal Mil Gak possess such techniques as well.”
“Are you so proud of using such crude techniques?”
“Hehehehe. As you say, we are beggars. It would be laughable for beggars to concern themselves with clean methods.”
Woo Gang spoke with a chuckling smile.
“These techniques were created specifically to deal with demons like you, so they deserve special attention.”
“Techniques created to deal with demons, you say.”
In that moment, Bu Eunseol grasped something.
“The Bi Seong Gyeong Gyeon technique was a countermeasure against Demonic Path martial arts that the Murim Alliance transmitted to the Gae Bang masters.”
“Ho, you knew?”
“Yeo Hwan Jin told me. Each of the masters received secret techniques to break through Demonic Path martial arts.”
“Yeo Hwan Jin?”
In that instant, Woo Gang’s expression twisted grotesquely.
“Then you are saying you are the Ten Demon Immortal who killed him?”
“That is correct.”
“Hehehehe… hahahaha!”
Woo Gang nodded while laughing heartily.
“I have caught an unexpected big fish!”
Woo Gang nodded with a satisfied expression.
“Having dealt with two of the Ten Demon Immortals at once, the master will have no trouble becoming the Fire Sect Leader.”
“Dealt with?”
“Do not pretend to be composed.”
As Bu Eunseol’s eyes flashed, Woo Gang let out a scornful laugh.
“Having been struck by the Selfless Staff Method, your meridians must be in chaos, leaving you unable to move your body.”
When Woo Gang deployed his staff technique, he had poured forth formidable internal energy.
Having been struck helplessly by that attack, he was certain that Bu Eunseol had suffered internal injuries.
“Then why do you not strike immediately?”
Bu Eunseol, who had been staring at Woo Gang, murmured as if to herself.
“Or are you afraid?”
Woo Gang, observing Bu Eunseol’s remarkably serene expression, snorted derisively.
“Are you feigning indifference? Or is it that you know this is the end?”
Woo Gang raised his long staff, his smile brimming with triumph.
“You were simply unlucky.”
Woo Gang’s eyes, drawing slowly closer, burned with excitement.
Though he had volunteered to assist Seong Ryun, he would now claim the merit of capturing one of the Ten Demon Immortals with his own hands.
“Farewell.”
Woo Gang’s Selfless Staff Method unfolded once more, dancing through the air like a butterfly.
He unleashed his signature technique, the Pure Selfless Form, intending to crush Bu Eunseol’s head in a single strike.
“…!”
Woo Gang sensed something amiss.
In Bu Eunseol’s eyes, which gazed upon the descending staff, a brilliant light gleamed.
This was not the appearance of one who had suffered severe internal injuries.
‘Damn it!’
I sensed something had gone wrong, but the technique I’d already unleashed couldn’t be withdrawn.
Screech!
In that instant, a sword cry that shook heaven and earth rang out.
Simultaneously, a dark cloud erupted from behind Bu Eunseol’s back, coiling around Woo Gang’s body.
It was like the inexorable flow of nature itself—impossible to evade or block.
Whoosh.
With a chilling sound, a thin line of blood appeared on Woo Gang’s neck as he brought down his spear.
The supremely swift killing blade—the Thousand Thunder Unparalleled Form—had unfolded.
“How is this possible….”
Disbelief filled Woo Gang’s dimming eyes.
How could Bu Eunseol, whose heart meridians should have been devastated by the Spear Technique, be perfectly fine and unleashing swift sword strikes?
“Because I suffered no internal injuries.”
Having reached the fourth layer of the Reverse Extreme Heart Method, my entire body was flowing with formidable protective qi.
And the Twelve Hour Formation was always protecting my body.
But Woo Gang, who hadn’t anticipated this at all, had become certain of victory the moment his spear technique connected.
Thud.
The spear, now without its master, fell uselessly to the ground.
“Attack!”
Only then did the four Sal Gu Haeng Do members snap to attention, swinging their spears to assault Bu Eunseol.
And they were merely easy prey for the blood-hungry dark blade.
Whoooosh!
The dark sword energy spread like a fan, then transformed into a cross-shaped blade that engulfed the Sal Gu Haeng Do members.
The third form of the Limitless Heavenly Stream—the Crescent Moon Reflection’s mysterious technique—had been unleashed.
“Ahhh!”
The Sal Gu Haeng Do members, witnessing the cascading cross-shaped energy, swung their spears frantically in terror.
It was as if black light and teal light were battling for dominion of space itself.
Ultimately, victory would be determined by which color claimed more of that space.
And the result was… the triumph of the dark blade, which had painted every inch of space black.
Splash!
Blood mist scattered through the air as crimson fountains erupted from the Sal Gu Haeng Do members’ bodies.
Thump.
Having dispatched all the Sal Gu Haeng Do members, I launched myself skyward with all my strength.
‘Yu Woon Ryong!’
My destination was the Reed Field where Yu Woon Ryong and Seong Ryun were locked in combat.

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