The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 189

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Chapter 189.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Five streaks of claw energy erupted not only at Hyuk So Jin’s face but spread in all directions, cutting off his escape routes.
A sharp intake of breath.
Hyuk So Jin had no choice but to leap into the air, evading the cascading claw strikes.
But the Black Immortal’s specialty was unpredictable chain attacks at close range.
The moment Hyuk So Jin’s feet touched ground, the Black Immortal unleashed a torrent of claw techniques like a raging tempest, his nails gleaming wickedly.
Whoosh! Crack!
His nails flashed toward the eyes, then suddenly he bounded upward, thrusting toward the Baihui point on the crown of the head.
Then he landed like lightning, targeting Hyuk So Jin’s lower abdomen.
“Excellent!”
As the Black Immortal seized the advantage with his chain attacks flowing between sky and earth, Hyuk So Jin abandoned evasion and drew upon his inner power to launch a counteroffensive.
With his left hand, he unleashed the Dark Heavenly Demon Dragon Palm to release the Black Immortal’s own claw energy, while his right hand wielded the Myriad Thunder Blood Sword, thrusting toward the Black Immortal’s throat and lower abdomen.
In mere seconds, over forty exchanges of close combat unfolded before the Black Immortal retreated in shock.
‘This man?’
The Black Immortal’s eyes widened.
He was a master from the Blood Gate, deeply versed in Demonic Path martial arts.
He recognized that the techniques Hyuk So Jin was unleashing were not Orthodox Sect martial arts, but the Lost Demonic Magic of the Demonic Path—and his eyes went wide.
“You are not from the Orthodox Sects.”
“Spare me the unnecessary conversation.”
“What?”
Instead of answering, Hyuk So Jin twisted his grip on the sword in his right hand and drew upon the Divine Flame Demon Qi.
Instantly, violet radiance erupted violently across his entire body.
“In battle, everything must be consumed by flame!”
As the fight between Hyuk So Jin and the Black Immortal grew increasingly fierce,
Bu Eunseol, who had been looking down at Yi Hun Gwang Ja, slowly brought her hand behind her back.
With a soft whisper of steel.
As the Silent Sword left its scabbard, the blade sang out and a chilling aura spread in all directions.
“I shall handle this one. The rest of you, deal with that pale ghost.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, not only Jegal Seowoon but also Mo Yong Gyeong and the Hwang Bo Brothers blinked in disbelief.
―What in the world is she saying?
Yi Hun Gwang Ja—a madman and serial killer who posed as a physician to dissect young people.
Contrary to what was known, his strength was approaching the Transcendent Realm.
He even surpassed the martial prowess of the Black and White Immortals who had appeared afterward. Yet she intended to face him alone?
“You wretch!”
At that moment, a thunderous shout rang out, and the Black Immortal’s Black Demon Claw embroidered the sky.
And there was Hyuk So Jin, wrapped in violet radiance, methodically unraveling each of the Black Immortal’s claw techniques one by one.
A tremor ran through them.
Jegal Seowoon and his companions shuddered involuntarily.
An unbelievable sight.
Hyuk So Jin. So he was a supreme master capable of facing the Black Immortal in single combat?
―We can win this!
With Hyuk So Jin displaying such formidable martial prowess, Bu Eunseol must have reached considerable heights as well.
As this thought took hold, Jegal Seowoon and his companions felt courage surge through them, and their frozen bodies began to move once more.
“Haaah!”
Hwangbo Cheongyeong was the first to launch an attack.
As he twisted his fist and thrust forward, a fist force that seemed to make the heavens themselves collapse poured down toward the White Immortal’s face.
“How adorable, acting just as you look.”
The White Immortal lightly evaded the strike, licking his lips with a crimson tongue as he gazed at the Hwang Bo Brothers.
“I’ll kill you especially slowly, since you’re so cute.”
“Don’t mock us!”
The enraged Hwang Bo Brothers unleashed their fist techniques simultaneously this time.
Thereupon, a tremendous fist force poured down as if a colossal mountain were falling from the heavens itself.
The Heavenly King’s Three Fists of the Hwangbo Family, which dominated Tianxia, had been unleashed.
“We’ll help too!”
Emboldened by this display, Jegal Seowoon and Mo Yong Gyeong each drew their Six Harmony Saber and precious sword respectively.
“Hehehehe.”
Even as four supreme masters poured forth their combined power, the White Immortal laughed with ease, spinning his body in circles.
White shadows spread outward in all directions, dizzying their vision.
The White Immortal’s signature technique, the Hundred Dance Demonic Play, had been deployed.
Whoooosh.
With the sound of scattering paper, the White Immortal’s shadow multiplied into dozens of copies.
These multiplied shadows turned the tables, surrounding the four prodigies instead.
“Tch.”
The Hwang Bo Brothers unleashed the Heavenly King’s Three Fists repeatedly, yet they couldn’t even touch the dozens of White Immortal’s robes.
“Is this man a ghost!”
At Hwangbo Cheongyeong’s cry, Jegal Seowoon’s eyes flashed as he shouted.
“Not a ghost—he’s leaving afterimages through reverse directional positioning, employing a movement technique akin to illusion arts!”
As a direct descendant of the Je Gal Family, I was not only versed in directional formations but also had considerable insight into formation techniques.
I immediately saw through that the afterimages of the Hundred Dance Demonic Play were actually Body Movement Martial Arts, including formation secrets.
“If we attack the four cardinal directions simultaneously from different positions, the illusions will vanish!”
At my words, Mo Yong Gyeong and the Hwang Bo Brothers immediately unleashed their swords and fist techniques from their respective positions.
Then the White Immortal’s chaotically moving shadows faltered, and the afterimages began disappearing one by one.
‘Now’s the moment!’
Finally having caught the White Immortal’s opening, Jegal Seowoon deployed the Six Harmony Saber technique with all his might.
Slash!
With the sharp sound of cutting air, the first move of Wind Descends Below swept past the White Immortal’s face like scattering leaves.
Drip, drip.
Red droplets of blood trickled down the White Immortal’s pale cheek, as if dusted with white powder.
“You impudent brats.”
A chilling gleam poured from his eyes as he gazed at the drops of blood streaming down his cheek.
“So the disciples of the Eight Great Families have some skill after all.”
Crimson bloodshot veins began to spread across the White Immortal’s pale eyes.
Simultaneously, white mist rose from his entire body.
The White Immortal’s true technique that once sent terror through Murim.
The Toxic Poison Technique that melted skin entirely from mere contact—the White Mist Wave unfolded.
“I will leave you in a state where you can neither live nor die!”
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“Let us begin now.”
As Bu Eunseol raised her dark sword vertically and spoke, Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s lips curved into a cold smile.
“Remarkable. At such a young age…”
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol had no intention of listening to his chatter.
She immediately extended her blade, unleashing a torrent of dark qi as black light blazed forth like sparks, piercing toward Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s throat.
“Hmph.”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung snorted and immediately deployed a chaotic footwork technique, escaping the dark sword’s assault.
Then Bu Eunseol amplified her inner force and twisted the hilt of her blade.
Whiiiish!
With a sharp cutting sound, the dark sword moved smoothly and fluidly like a living creature, piercing toward Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s throat once more.
It was a variation technique of the Immortal Heaven Flow’s fourth form, the Dense Cloud Transformation.
“Ho.”
Realizing he could not perfectly evade the pursuing dark sword, Gong Sun Gu Ryung finally placed his hand at his waist.
Ching!
With a clear metallic ring, a strangely-shaped blade emitting a cyan light suddenly appeared in Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s hand.
It was his secret weapon—the Ox-Carving Blade.
“So that is the Ox-Carving Blade.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Gong Sun Gu Ryung laughed sinisterly.
“You know your weapons well.”
Originally, the Ox-Carving Blade was used to strip the bones and flesh from cattle.
But Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s Ox-Carving Blade had been crafted to strip human flesh instead.
That cyan blade now held the blood of countless people he had brutally murdered while masquerading as a physician.
“I will strip your flesh painlessly, so surrender your body willingly.”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung gazed at Bu Eunseol’s face and licked his lips.
“I would hate to scar such pristine skin, as pure as a newborn babe!”
Swish swish swish!
Gong Sun Gu Ryung spun the Ox-Carving Blade in his hand and deployed his blade technique.
The Bone-Stripping Blade Technique—Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s secret method, perfected through the dissection of countless victims, finally unfolded.
Tssss tssss tssss.
Bu Eunseol immediately deployed the Extreme Speed Shadowless technique, circling around Gong Sun Gu Ryung in a spiral.
Crash!
However, Gong Sun Gu Ryung refused to allow Bu Eunseol an escape, dramatically expanding the range of his Tugol Saber Method’s momentum.
Tick, tick, tick!
The widely dispersed sharp rays of light transformed into round luminous points that scattered in all directions, methodically erasing the shadows Bu Eunseol had created.
Round luminous points spreading from the tip of the Haeu Saber.
They were saber aura—naturally formed through Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s formidable inner energy.
“….”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed as I unfolded the Extreme Speed Shadowless technique to evade the light points.
Until now, aside from my battle with Yo Bul Beom, I had never infused my weapons with such abundant vital energy to create blade force.
The exquisite Wuming Heavenly Stream technique and the sharpness of the Ink Sword alone had been sufficient to overcome countless adversaries with ease.
Yet Gong Sun Gu Ryung generously infused vital energy with every move, pouring forth his full power as though he possessed limitless inner reserves.
This approach was a unique combat style unlike anything I had encountered before.
Whoosh!
As Bu Eunseol evaded all the attacks, Gong Sun Gu Ryung shifted his strategy once more.
Rather than targeting Bu Eunseol directly with the unleashed saber aura, he dispersed it in all directions to seal off every escape route.
Swish!
Finally, having eliminated the afterimages Bu Eunseol had created, Gong Sun Gu Ryung closed in at close range.
Simultaneously, the sharp Haeu Saber descended toward Bu Eunseol’s head like an axe splitting firewood.
Crack!
As the vicious attack came down, Bu Eunseol stood motionless, staring intently at the saber cleaving toward his head.
Just as the cyan blade was about to split his skull,
Clang!
Metal rang out as sword and saber collided, and a tremendous wave of energy rippled outward in all directions.
Bu Eunseol, who had been standing without moving, had received the Haeu Saber’s strike.
Screech.
Gong Sun Gu Ryung stumbled backward five paces, exhaling a turbid breath.
Despite possessing inner energy potent enough to generate blade force, he could not match Bu Eunseol’s overwhelming power.
“Heh.”
Forced back considerably, Gong Sun Gu Ryung drew a deep breath and regulated his inner breath.
With that, he easily dispersed Bu Eunseol’s counter-extreme vital energy that had been transmitted through the weapon and burrowing into his wrist meridians.
“Your inner energy is truly exceptional.”
Though Gong Sun Gu Ryung recognized that Bu Eunseol’s inner energy level was extraordinary, his momentum did not waver in the slightest.
He had engaged in countless fierce battles, many against opponents of formidable inner power.
In his experience, victory had never been decided by inner energy alone.
“Shall we dance once more!”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung unfolded his movement technique in dizzying patterns once again, rapidly deploying the Tugol Saber Method.
Boom, boom, boom!
The Tugol Saber Method cascaded down like a tidal wave, as though dozens of moves were being unleashed as a single, unified assault.
Flash!
In that instant, the Ink Sword erupted with brilliant light, severing the connection points and thrusting forward at lightning speed.
Bu Eunseol, having discovered the gap where the saber moves linked together, unfolded the Meteor Chasing Moon technique to strike at Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s throat.
Whoosh!
Yet the Meteor Chasing Moon Strike barely grazed his neck as it passed.
Before the Silent Sword could unleash its brilliant radiance, he had observed Bu Eunseol’s shoulder movement and predicted the incoming barrage of swift strikes.
‘He read my movement and predicted my technique.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes grew grave as she discerned Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s method.
Gong Sun Gu Ryung, who had long dissected the human body.
Like Bu Eunseol herself, he possessed the ability to predict an opponent’s movements by observing the subtle shifts of muscle.
Whistle.
Then from Bu Eunseol’s left fist erupted a violent tempest of true energy, which suddenly coalesced into five streaks of lightning.
Fist Demon Seven Techniques, Second Form. Extreme Lightning Soul Resonance.
With movement suppressed to its absolute minimum, Bu Eunseol unleashed five torrents of devastating power toward Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s flank.
Crash! Rumble.
Judging the power inescapable, Gong Sun Gu Ryung hurled himself toward the ground.
“Your martial arts are….”
The expression of Gong Sun Gu Ryung, who had maintained such composure until now, gradually hardened.
Bu Eunseol’s martial knowledge was not of the Orthodox Sects, but of the Demonic Path.
Moreover, he realized it was an ultimate technique that had reached the highest pinnacle.
“You are no mere bastard of the Eight Great Families!”
Rising abruptly to his feet, Gong Sun Gu Ryung
suddenly flung dirt he had seized from the ground at the approaching Bu Eunseol.
Dirt sprayed through the air.
“Hehehehe.”
As Bu Eunseol lightly evaded the dust and thrust at his flank,
he suddenly spat.
This time he abruptly ejected a mouthful of saliva.
Sharp needles were concealed within that spittle, and they pierced toward Bu Eunseol’s eyes with a flash of light.
True to his nature as a deranged murderer, he showed no hesitation in rolling across the ground, nor any restraint in employing such filthy hidden weapons.
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol deftly evaded the hidden weapon, and in that moment Gong Sun Gu Ryung widened the distance between them, laughing darkly.
“Whether Demonic Path or Orthodox Sects matters not. I simply flay the skin regardless. Hehehehe.”
“….”
Bu Eunseol paused her assault momentarily, regarding Gong Sun Gu Ryung from above.
Though she had fought countless formidable opponents, never had she encountered one who evaded the Immortal Heaven Technique and Fist Demon Seven Techniques with such ease.
Moreover, by predicting her moves through muscular shifts, he made landing a fatal blow exceedingly difficult.
Gong Sun Gu Ryung represented an entirely new category of formidable opponent—one I had never before encountered.
‘So that’s how it is.’
A smile played across my lips.
Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s true martial foundation might be inferior to mine, yet his mastery in applying combat technique surpassed me by a notch.
In other words, his strength rivaled that of the Yeom Hoon Dae Master I had fought previously.
‘To break through the Transcendent Realm, I see the wall I must shatter.’
Seasoned masters who have spent long years rolling through the Murim possess their own refined experience and combat methodologies—techniques capable of transcending the boundaries of martial prowess.
A confrontation with Gong Sun Gu Ryung.
Through this life-or-death duel, I seek to reaffirm the pinnacle to which I must ascend.

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