The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 154

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Chapter 154.
Seok Woo Haeng bit his lip.
Bu Eunseol, whom he had regarded as his final rival, had suddenly appeared in this place.
“Who are you?”
At that moment, Gwan Seok Cheon stepped forward in front of Bu Eunseol.
“Judging by the way you unleashed sword energy without warning, you must be from the Demonic Path…”
“Ten Demon Immortals of Nangya Sect.”
Bu Eunseol cut off Gwan Seok Cheon’s words, speaking in a low voice.
“I formally challenge you all.”
In that instant, the eyebrows of the master cultivators, including Gwan Seok Cheon, rose simultaneously.
They had never anticipated that someone who appeared so suddenly would declare a formal challenge so brazenly before their eyes.
“How amusing. Is that what you should be saying in this situation?”
Cheong Cho Hyeon, arms crossed, stared intently at Bu Eunseol.
“Your associates infiltrated this Janggeom Mountain Lodge, released poison, and attempted to assassinate the lodge master. And now you come speaking of challenges?”
“These people are not my associates.”
Bu Eunseol regarded Seok Woo Haeng and Myo Cheon Woo with a cold gaze.
“They are merely competitors.”
Those were the very words Seok Woo Haeng had spoken to Myo Cheon Woo.
Could it be that Bu Eunseol had overheard him at that time?
“How entertaining. I thought you would lead your injured companions in a desperate escape.”
Cheong Cho Hyeon let out a scoff, her expression turning frigid.
“But you cannot slip past this situation with mere words, like a snake crossing a wall.”
Cheong Cho Hyeon gestured toward Gwan Seok Cheon, Han Sung, Du Ak, and Kang Jung Ryang as she spoke.
“If we so wished, we could dispose of you easily. So why should we accept your challenge?”
“Honor.”
“Pardon?”
“I offer you the true honor of overwhelming the Ten Demon Immortals through martial prowess alone.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes, visible through the gaps in her mask, narrowed to slits.
“Subduing them through superior numbers hardly seems a matter of pride.”
“Interesting.”
Gwan Seok Cheon, who had been listening silently, then stepped forward.
In truth, he had harbored inner dissatisfaction with this entire affair.
He disliked resorting to overwhelming numbers to subdue the Ten Demon Immortals, and it had not been a fair contest.
But when Bu Eunseol issued this direct challenge, his competitive spirit ignited fiercely.
“You believe you can win fighting alone?”
“Of course.”
“Then let us cross blades.”
He stepped forward confidently before Bu Eunseol.
Gwan Seok Cheon, who had perfectly mastered the two supreme techniques of Jeomchang—the Four Extremes Sword Method and the Whirlwind Dance Flow Sword Method.
He possessed exceptional skill even among the master cultivators. In fact, the leaders of the Murim Alliance had not even bothered to teach him the secret techniques for countering Demonic Path martial arts.
“Brother.”
Cheong Cho Hyeon stepped forward, blocking his path.
“There’s no need to fight this person.”
“Don’t worry.”
Gwan Seok Cheon shook his head with a smile.
“If I lacked the strength to face one of the Ten Demon Immortals, I wouldn’t have come to Gangho.”
“Brother.”
Despite knowing his martial prowess well, Cheong Cho Hyeon felt a creeping unease.
“Let’s just suppress them together. This person seems genuinely dangerous.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes, hidden behind the mask, were cold and still, yet within their depths burned an ominous flame.
Anyone could sense the aura of an exceptional master radiating from her.
“Don’t worry. The atmosphere may be convincing, but this person clearly lacks true skill.”
Gwan Seok Cheon smiled broadly.
Bu Eunseol’s qi circulation was remarkably ordinary, and he detected no trace of the inner energy fluctuations that radiated from true masters.
‘Ominous.’
Yet Cheong Cho Hyeon shook her head.
One with such eyes could never be ordinary. She sensed a coiled monster dwelling within Bu Eunseol’s body.
“Use your hands together.”
Bu Eunseol gestured calmly toward the guests whose qi circulation was waning.
“If your hands prove insufficient, you may seek aid from those guests.”
“Hahahaha!”
Gwan Seok Cheon laughed heartily and shook his head.
“There’s no need for such provocation. Now that I’ve accepted this duel, no one else may interfere.”
He then turned solemnly toward Han Sung, Jong Nam, and the masters of the Artificial Cave.
“I shall face this person in a formal duel. Absolutely no interference or obstruction.”
Jong Nam and the Artificial Cave masters wore expressions of displeasure, but they nodded reluctantly.
“I am Gwan Seok Cheon of Jeomchang.”
Gwan Seok Cheon stepped forward cleanly before Bu Eunseol, smiling.
“What is your name?”
“Nangya Sect, Bu Eunseol.”
“Bu Eunseol… Bu Eunseol, I see.”
Gwan Seok Cheon’s eyes grew distant.
The name Bu Eunseol known throughout Murim was only that of the champion of the Donghyo Seorang Jeong Mu Dae Hoe who had eliminated the Blood Ghost Party Lord of Hell Castle.
‘Could the Jeong Mu Dae Hoe champion who has walked the Righteous Path all this time truly be one of the Ten Demon Immortals of Nangya Sect?’
He shook his head.
‘The Ten Demonic Gates do not encroach upon one another. If this person were truly one of Nangya Sect’s Ten Demon Immortals, they could never have killed the Blood Ghost Party Lord.’
“I see. Let us begin.”
As Gwan Seok Cheon extended his hand like a true master of the Righteous Path, Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“You may strike first.”
“You’re saying I should attack first?”
“Indeed.”
Bu Eunseol gazed down at Gwan Seok Cheon with cold eyes.
“I do not strike first against the weak.”
A sharp crack echoed.
Killing intent suddenly blazed forth from Gwan Seok Cheon’s eyes, replacing the leisurely smile he had worn throughout.
“So you’ve grown bold, have you?”
A soft metallic whisper.
Gwan Seok Cheon drew his sword and immediately extended it forward.
A whirlwind erupted, exposing Bu Eunseol’s vital points. Yet no sword qi or offensive technique emerged.
It was the foundational stance of the Whirlwind Swordless Technique—the Opening Dance of Flow.
‘How arrogant.’
Contempt flickered across Bu Eunseol’s eyes as she observed him.
To display a foundational stance in a battle where lives hung in the balance, offering courtesy to one’s opponent?
Of course, from Gwan Seok Cheon’s perspective, he was merely demonstrating the dignified bearing of an Orthodox Sect master.
But to Bu Eunseol, trained in practical combat, it was nothing but toying with life itself.
A sharp hum resonated.
In that instant, brilliant points of light scattered from Bu Eunseol’s wooden sword, accompanied by a low vibration.
At last, the First Form of the Shadowless Heavenly Flow—Meteor Chasing Moon—unfolded.
A brilliant flash!
Tens of thousands of luminous points converged into a single beam of light, piercing toward Gwan Seok Cheon’s throat.
“Hah!”
Gwan Seok Cheon, caught off guard, swiftly deployed the Whirlwind Swordless Technique to assume a defensive posture.
Yet before the sword qi of Meteor Chasing Moon could touch his body, the technique suddenly transformed mid-air.
The luminous points exploded like fireworks, reforming into dozens of cross-shaped sword flowers.
The Third Form of the Shadowless Heavenly Flow—Remnant Moon Reflecting Stars.
A sharp cry escaped him.
Swift as lightning and as unpredictable as a butterfly’s flight.
Unable to withstand the relentless barrage of the Shadowless Heavenly Flow’s techniques, blood sprayed from Gwan Seok Cheon’s shoulder.
“Hgh!”
Gwan Seok Cheon retreated with a low groan.
A surface wound was manageable, but Bu Eunseol’s sword qi carried thirteen strands of inner force.
As the blade’s edge cut his skin, the overwhelming inner force burrowed into his meridians like it sought to dissolve them.
‘Such a careless blunder…’
To suffer injury in merely two exchanges due to a moment of negligence?
Gwan Seok Cheon, barely managing to repel the invading inner force by channeling his own qi, reset his spirit and unleashed his sword technique.
A sharp clash! A brilliant flash!
Yet Bu Eunseol’s techniques flowed without interruption, continuous and unbroken.
Though Gwan Seok Cheon attempted counterattacks, Bu Eunseol’s wooden sword seemed to anticipate his every move, sealing off his options entirely.
‘This woman… she surpasses me in skill!’
Only then did Gwan Seok Cheon recognize his grave mistake.
He had overestimated his own strength far too greatly, failing to discern the true capabilities of his opponent.
Because of this, he had lost the advantage in such an absurd manner, arriving at a situation beyond redemption.
‘At this rate, only death awaits.’
If he continued to be driven into a defensive position, it was certain as seeing fire that within forty seconds, that razor-sharp blade would pierce through his throat.
Realizing he had no choice, Gwan Seok Cheon gritted his teeth and drew upon his inner power.
Boom!
A teal-green radiance erupted from his body.
Primordial Essence Qi.
He was drawing upon the fundamental force that sustained the life essence within his body to suppress Bu Eunseol.
“Brother, you mustn’t!”
Cheong Cho Hyeon cried out urgently, but her voice never reached Gwan Seok Cheon’s ears.
Zing!
As the teal-green radiance pouring from his body transferred to his blade, the sword itself extended a full foot longer.
By channeling the Primordial Essence Qi, he had manifested a tangible sword aura.
“Heavenly Unrivaled Dance!”
The power of the Returning Wind Unrivaled Sword, now infused with Primordial Essence Qi, was as immense as Mount Tai itself.
In a single stroke, Gwan Seok Cheon shattered all the sword light Bu Eunseol unleashed, then shifted to a different technique entirely.
“Archer Yi Shoots the Sun!”
From Gwan Seok Cheon’s blade, tracing a perfect circle through the void, a colossal sword aura erupted like an arrow.
It was like an immense beam of light that could not be evaded.
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol, watching the incoming aura, suddenly spun her silent blade like a windmill.
And she began to gradually shatter the enormous sword aura pressing down upon her.
An absolute defensive technique—Bu Eunseol’s life-saving sword art. A technique combining the Diamond Sword and the foundation principles of the Formless Heavenly Stream.
Clang clang clang clang clang!
Bu Eunseol’s silent blade, rotating and casting brilliant flashes of light, finally completely annihilated the Archer Yi Shoots the Sun aura.
Flash!
Simultaneously, a lethal killing strike carved through the void, driving toward Gwan Seok Cheon’s throat.
“Impossible!”
In an instant, Gwan Seok Cheon wielded his blade like lightning, creating dozens of sword flowers around his body.
Whoosh!
Yet Bu Eunseol’s silent blade pierced through the multitude of sword flowers like a salmon swimming upstream, driving into Gwan Seok Cheon’s ribs.
The wondrous technique of the Formless Heavenly Stream’s fourth form—the Densely Layered Clouds—was unfolding, allowing the sword aura to be wielded with absolute freedom.
Slash!
As another wound opened, a vicious light flickered in Gwan Seok Cheon’s eyes.
‘I will not let this one die easily.’
Even as the sword aura carved into his ribs, Gwan Seok Cheon charged directly at Bu Eunseol.
Was he attempting mutual destruction?
“…!”
A strange light flashed across Bu Eunseol’s eyes as she carved through Gwan Seok Cheon’s ribs.
Ching!
Even as my blade sliced through his ribs, the sound of metal being cut rang out—a sharp, metallic screech.
‘A protective vest?’
Now I could see it clearly: Gwan Seok Cheon wore a protective vest woven from silver threads beneath his robes.
“Take this!”
Seizing the moment, Gwan Seok Cheon feinted toward Bu Eunseol’s shoulder meridians, then drove his blade downward toward her lower abdomen.
He intended to pierce her dantian and completely seal her martial arts.
But this time, something unexpected flickered in Gwan Seok Cheon’s eyes.
Clang!
Suddenly, his blade—aimed at her lower abdomen—snapped toward Bu Eunseol’s sword as if drawn by an invisible magnet.
It was as though unseen hands had wrapped around his precious blade and lifted it directly toward my dark sword.
Scrape.
At that same instant, a grotesque cutting sound echoed.
The pitch-black blade had already burrowed deep into Gwan Seok Cheon’s lower abdomen.
I had activated the Sword Extreme Technique and, using the Thunder Unmatched Form, simply returned his own sword momentum back upon him.
“Ugh…”
Thick blood poured from Gwan Seok Cheon’s mouth as his dantian was pierced.
Simultaneously, his body began to tremble like an aspen leaf. The formidable inner energy concentrated within his dantian was scattering away.
“Ugh… aaahhh!”
A harrowing scream echoed through the Janggeom Mountain Lodge.
The agony of dispersing one’s cultivation transcends all imagination.
The invisible force that flows through the body and holds the flesh together was crumbling away.
It was as if the entire skeletal structure supporting a human’s weight was shattering into fragments.
“Hueee…”
As his cultivation scattered completely, Gwan Seok Cheon wept like a child.
His frame had withered slightly, and the lustrous complexion of his skin had turned ashen and dull.
“Brother!”
Cheong Cho Hyeon rushed forward and caught him as he collapsed.
But Gwan Seok Cheon was in such agony that he had already lost consciousness, foam flecking his lips.
“You… wicked fiend! Why did you seal my brother’s cultivation!”
“I did not seal it.”
“What?”
Bu Eunseol flicked the blood from her dark blade and spoke calmly.
“I simply returned his own swordplay to him.”

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