The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 181

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Chapter 181.
Yeom Hoon Dae.
One of the six great divisions of the Saryeong School, composed of master-class warriors who had cultivated the Saryeong Jade Blood Spear to at least five stars or higher.
Originally, it had operated independently throughout Murim, eliminating those who threatened the Saryeong School’s influence….
But with this assignment to escort the Saryeong School’s successor on her journey through Gangho, it had become her personal guard unit.
Whiiing.
A parched wind swept past the Yeom Hoon Dae standing in formation.
Three hundred members of Yeom Hoon Dae, dressed in crimson robes, held their spears upright and stood in solemn triangular formation, their gaze fixed upon the entrance to Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.
The sight resembled an enormous, blood-stained spear blade.
At that moment, Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin emerged from the entrance.
Crack.
The Yeom Hoon Dae members in formation then moved with disciplined precision, parting left and right to open a passage.
Simultaneously, a Middle-Aged Man carrying two separated long spears across his back walked forward.
He stood well over six feet tall, yet his frame was gaunt, and his eyes were drawn into narrow slits. From a distance, he resembled a scarecrow dressed in crimson robes.
It was Yo Bul Beom, the commander of Yeom Hoon Dae.
His epithet was Blood Flower’s Chaotic Shadow.
Wherever he passed, shadows of blood-soaked flowers bloomed in disarray—meaning that the very region where Yo Bul Beom appeared became drenched in blood.
“So you are Bu Eunseol, the transcendent master of Nangya Sect.”
If a hissing viper could speak, its voice would sound like this.
Yo Bul Beom’s voice was so low, hoarse, and sinister that it sent chills down the spine of anyone who heard it.
“Indeed.”
Yet Bu Eunseol met his gaze with a serene expression, utterly unmoved.
“Have you come to capture me?”
“Hehehehe. Capture me?”
Yo Bul Beom spoke as though the notion were absurd.
“Even if you are the successor of Nangya Sect, in my eyes you are nothing but a sapling not yet fully grown.”
Yo Bul Beom’s thin lips curled upward as he lowered his voice further.
“Abandon any hope of securing Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong as an ally.”
“Abandon?”
“From the beginning, Jeongju agreed to support our headquarters on the condition of receiving the Extreme Flame Demon Devouring Pill.”
He paused before continuing.
“But your sudden interference has ruined everything.”
The Saryeong School’s successor, Jong Wol Hun, had returned after conducting satisfactory negotiations with Geuk Hye Ryeong.
Yet the meticulous Yo Bul Beom had remained in Gyerim, observing the situation unfold.
As he had suspected, Geuk Hye Ryeong suddenly began investing funds into Nangya Sect and Jeol Cheon Myul Ji.
Upon hearing this news, he had immediately led the Yeom Hoon Dae forces here.
“There is no reason for Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong to suffer because of you.”
Yo Bul Beom stared at Bu Eunseol with his narrow eyes as he spoke.
“Abandon Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong. If you simply make that promise, my forces will depart quietly.”
It was Geuk Hye Ryeong who had broken the original agreement in the first place.
Moreover, Yo Bul Beom wasn’t asking the Saryeong School to support him again—he was merely demanding that they maintain neutrality.
At first glance, his proposal seemed reasonable and not an unreasonable demand.
“How absurd.”
But Bu Eunseol let out a low, derisive breath.
“To camp at someone’s doorstep and then demand they remain neutral?”
She looked down at Yo Bul Beom with a cold smile.
“If we accept this coercion, then no matter who comes, Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong will have no choice but to support the Saryeong School. Because we’ll remain here and block any other forces from entering.”
“….”
“In the end, what you’re doing is no different from threatening with a raised blade—you’re simply not pressing it against our throats.”
“Hehehehe.”
Yo Bul Beom let out a grotesque laugh and opened his mouth.
“So.”
A cold glint flickered in his eyes as he paused.
“So what does the Master of Nangya Sect intend to do?”
Then, glancing around at the arrayed Yeom Hoon Dae members, he continued.
“Do you intend to fight us with just the two of you? Oh, of course not. You must be counting on Jeongju to help.”
He chuckled and pointed toward the entrance of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.
“But Jeongju will never participate in this fight. Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong has always despised staining their hands with blood….”
“Is that why they use spears as their weapons?”
Bu Eunseol sighed softly, her expression growing bored.
“You certainly do have a long tongue.”
Crack.
In that instant, thick veins bulged across Yo Bul Beom’s forehead. His eyes blazed with murderous intent as he thrust both arms forward.
Clang!
At that moment, the arrayed Yeom Hoon Dae members simultaneously connected the spear shafts they had been carrying on their backs, divided left and right.
The sheer precision of their synchronized assembly, without a single moment’s hesitation, revealed just how formidable the Yeom Hoon Dae’s martial prowess truly was.
“So you wish to die.”
Bloodlust surged like waves in Yo Bul Beom’s eyes, veins prominent on his forehead.
“No need for lengthy words. Kill!”
With a sharp cry, three hundred members surrounded Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin.
Whoooosh!
Indeed, no further words were needed.
The first formation, some thirty members, wildly swung their spear shafts toward Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin.
Shring, clang!
Simultaneously, Bu Eunseol’s dark sword and Hyuk So Jin’s longsword were drawn.
The cascading spear shadows were so precise that not a single ray of light could pass through.
The space around them for a dozen paces was completely filled with the shadows of spear shafts, as if Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin themselves had been erased from sight.
Clang clang clang clang!
Yet Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin struck each incoming spear shadow with perfect accuracy, defending flawlessly without a single gap.
Whoosh! Crack!
Not only that, but they unleashed a torrent of sword techniques, alternating left and right as promised, complementing each other’s weaknesses.
Even as they launched attacks face-to-face, the strikes intertwined seamlessly, as if pouring forth from a single entity.
“Has the successor of the Ten Demonic Gates mastered combination techniques?”
A flicker of bewilderment crossed Yo Bul Beom’s eyes as he observed the spectacle.
Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin—the two moved as one, achieving perfect offensive and defensive harmony.
When the spear thrust extended, Hyuk So Jin’s Divine Flame Demonic Qi erupted, scattering the formation and its force.
In that instant, as if waiting for the moment, Bu Eunseol’s silent blade unleashed a razor-sharp killing aura.
Their shoulders nearly brushed as they passed each other, unleashing sword, spear, and fist techniques in torrents, yet they moved as one body without the slightest hesitation.
Techniques from different schools of martial arts, refined and wondrous, harmonized and cascaded forth—far from simple or ordinary.
It could only mean they had anticipated this situation and trained combination techniques together.
“Aaahhh!”
Endless screams erupted from the mouths of the first formation and Yeom Hoon Dae members who rushed at Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin.
Moreover, Bu Eunseol wielded the Demonic Path techniques of Jeol Cheon Myul Ji with the same mastery as Hyuk So Jin.
Sometimes employing different Demonic techniques, sometimes unleashing identical Demonic Path killing arts as if by prior agreement, Yo Bul Beom’s eyes widened.
‘The Demonic Path techniques of Jeol Cheon Myul Ji… from a Nangya Sect member?’
Crash!
The first formation’s ranks collapsed entirely, revealing Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin drenched in blood.
“Is this all the previous generation of the Saryeong School amounts to?”
Bu Eunseol gazed down at the retreating Yeom Hoon Dae members.
Drenched in blood, she possessed the majesty of a martial god commanding the battlefield.
“Hmph, don’t make a fuss over merely crushing our first formation.”
Yet Yo Bul Beom remained unperturbed, a cruel smile playing at his lips.
No matter how formidable Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin’s martial prowess, the Yeom Hoon Dae numbered three hundred.
Even if they died and were reborn, those two could never overcome such numbers.
Whoosh!
Finally, the second and third formations of the Yeom Hoon Dae were deployed simultaneously.
The swarming members adjusted their distance, forming two overlapping circles as they pressed down upon Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin.
Crash! Clang clang clang!
The cacophonous sound of weapons colliding echoed relentlessly.
After half an hour had passed, roughly half of the second and third formations lay fallen.
Yet wounds began accumulating on Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin’s bodies as well.
The Saryeong Blood-Vein Spear—elite masters trained in this mysterious and wondrous supreme Demonic Path spear technique pressed forward endlessly, and they began to falter under the strain.
Outnumbered and outmatched.
True to Yo Bul Beom’s boast, two people alone could never overcome three hundred members of the Yeom Hoon Dae.
“Tch.”
Hyuk So Jin, unleashing Divine Flame Demonic Qi, gritted his teeth.
No matter how many he cut down, the enemies poured forth endlessly.
In the past, he would have already sought a retreat or prepared to withdraw.
‘But…’
Bu Eunseol, standing beside him, did not retreat a single step as she faced the onslaught.
As the battle wore on, my body accumulated wounds both large and small, and my breathing grew ragged.
Yet the more I was drenched in blood, the longer the fight continued…
My eyes blazed with an incandescent heat, and my entire being seemed to burn with crimson fighting spirit.
This was the way of Gangho.
This was a warrior’s true battle.
A duel fought with lives on the line was not a ranking determined by martial prowess. It was the collision of life against life, will against will.
As Hyuk So Jin beheld my form, something scorching surged within his chest.
‘Victory and defeat no longer matter!’
There are battles from which a warrior cannot retreat. Death at an enemy’s hand is possible.
How one fights is what matters.
If one cowers to survive, even survival brings no advancement.
But if one pours everything forth with complete dedication, if one survives in such a manner…
Then one’s martial mastery will surely ascend to the next level.
A roaring flame ignited.
In that instant, the same scorching inferno that burned within me erupted from Hyuk So Jin’s body.
At last, he too had entered into a true warrior’s battle.
Boom!
As he unleashed the Divine Flame Demonic Technique, an unprecedented explosion tore through the air.
It was not mere internal energy discharge, but a fusion of his strength and burning will.
‘Death means nothing!’
Hyuk So Jin deployed the Divine Flame Demonic Technique with every ounce of his power.
And in this battle, he hoped that everything he possessed would burn away without reserve.
“That, that is….”
The masters of Yeom Hoon Dae were overwhelmed by the momentum of Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin, retreating once more.
The longer the battle raged, the more intense their aura became.
Though their movements grew sluggish bit by bit, their spirit and presence only sharpened further.
This should have been a battle they would win, a battle they could not lose even if they died and were reborn…
Yet the members of Yeom Hoon Dae were gradually falling back.
Then, in that moment,
“Ah, how exhilarating.”
Before the entrance of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, a well-built man with a fan fastened at his waist slowly emerged.
“I cannot remember the last time I witnessed such a battle.”
Behind the man stood a dozen warriors, each bearing different weapons.
They were none other than Jeong Lip, known as the Bowstring Divine Arrow, and the retainers who dwelt at Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.
“This is precisely the duty of us who consume their provisions without earning our keep.”
At Jeong Lip’s words, the retainers standing behind him drew their weapons and chuckled softly.
“Well spoken, sir.”
“Perhaps this is our chance to earn our meals and remain at Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong a while longer?”
“Indeed. Then shall we begin?”
As Jeong Lip drew the bow he held in his arms,
Whoooosh!
The arrow, accompanied by a tremendous sound of piercing air, penetrated through the bodies of two Yeom Hoon Dae members.
At the same moment,
―Waaah!
With a massive roar as the signal, the retainers of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong joined the fray.
“So these are the parasitic retainers of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.”
Yet Yo Bul Beom showed no reaction upon witnessing this.
No matter how formidable those dozen or so masters were, they could never aid Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin, who were surrounded at the center.
“The Murim is full of moths like them.”
As Yo Bul Beom, a sneer playing at his lips, surveyed the battlefield once more,
“We shall assist as well!”
Then, thirty-odd women suddenly burst forth from the entrance.
They were none other than the Baek Hwa Nang Rang who had received martial instruction from Hyuk So Jin.
Clang!
The Baek Hwa Nang Rang drew their blades and immediately rushed at the Yeom Hoon Dae members.
Though they lacked actual combat experience and could not become a formidable force,
when they attacked the Yeom Hoon Dae members with all their might, the encirclement around Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin at the center loosened considerably.
“What is this.”line>
Even Yo Bul Beom, who had maintained a composed expression throughout, finally revealed bewilderment.
Even Yo Bul Beom, who had maintained a relaxed expression all along, finally showed signs of bewilderment.
“Are the disciples of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong engaging in open combat?”
From the start, Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong had almost no history of using martial arts to defeat enemies.
The reports from the spy embedded within their ranks had confirmed this very fact.
They possessed almost no forces capable of participating in such a melee, and even if they did, he was certain Geuk Hye Ryeong would never permit it.
Not retainers, but the disciples of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong themselves rushing directly onto the battlefield?
Yo Bul Beom rubbed his eyes.
“That profit-obsessed old woman sent her disciples to fight in another’s succession dispute….”
Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong possessed no fewer than eight thousand disciples.
If Geuk Hye Ryeong were to fully commit to this battle, the Yeom Hoon Dae would have no choice but to withdraw immediately.
“That cannot be.”
Yo Bul Beom clenched his fists tightly.
Even if the battle turned unfavorable, there was one thing that must be accomplished.

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