The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 190

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Chapter 190.
Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed as she savored the epiphany that flashed through her mind.
‘To achieve victory against a seasoned opponent, I must not only surpass them in martial prowess but also seize the advantage in tactical execution.’
Of course, this was not something that could be accomplished in a short time.
Then what must I do now?
‘Transform this into a battle where experience cannot be wielded!’
Whoosh!
At that moment, the saber strikes pouring from Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s blade transformed.
Suddenly, sword light scattered in all directions, piercing toward Bu Eunseol’s body.
Snick.
As the sword light grazed past her ear, though she suffered no wound, several strands of her hair were severed.
She had evaded properly, but Gong Sun Gu Ryung had anticipated her movement and altered his saber technique mid-strike.
“That was close.”
Suddenly, Gong Sun Gu Ryung ceased his assault and bared his yellowed teeth.
“I nearly marred that beautiful skin.”
Judging from his entranced expression, he seemed able to perceive Bu Eunseol’s true skin hidden beneath the Illusory Bone Transformation technique.
Whoosh!
Before his murmur even finished, another razor-sharp saber force streaked across Bu Eunseol’s body.
This time, without even a moment to dodge, the blade struck true, and blood dripped steadily from her forearm.
Screech!
Simultaneously, three sharp strands of inner force burrowed into Bu Eunseol’s meridians.
Gong Sun Gu Ryung had injected powerful inner force to damage her meridian channels.
Yet the formidable Anti-Extreme True Qi flowing within her body easily deflected the invading force.
“Your inner force is impressive, but that’s all it amounts to…”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s expression twisted grotesquely as he prepared to swing his blade again with a sinister smile.
Despite being struck on the forearm, Bu Eunseol was smiling radiantly.
“A madman, truly a madman.”
Bu Eunseol nodded, her smile brimming with delight.
“Then from now on, I shall change my technique to suit one who is mad.”
“What?”
In that instant, with a sharp sound, the saber technique of her dark blade began to transform.
Bu Eunseol neither infused sword force nor employed the mysterious Wuseang Cheonryutype or the devastating Gwonma Chiltype.
Flash! Flash!
It was purely the will to lacerate her opponent’s body, a thrashing frenzy.
If Gong Sun Gu Ryung fled like a madman, she slashed like a madman; if he attacked like a madman, she defended like a madman.
In truth, Gong Sun Gu Ryung was not employing ordinary martial principles but rather the subtle logic of Reverse Flow.
And Bu Eunseol, having discerned this, was now attacking Gong Sun Gu Ryung using the principles of Reverse Flow herself.
Crack! Crash! Screech!
When the opponent rolled across the ground, she rolled with him and struck. When he swung his blade wildly, she matched it with sword strikes devoid of any formal technique.
‘This woman will cause great trouble!’
Gong Sun Gu Ryung felt a chill run through his chest as Bu Eunseol instantly mimicked his martial technique.
The subtlety of Reverse Flow wasn’t merely about feigning madness.
Hidden within it were profound principles—mixing false moves with every strike, luring the enemy’s vulnerabilities through mysterious methods.
But to alter one’s own technique to match the opponent’s martial arts? That was a fighting method only achievable by masters of the highest caliber!
Pap pap pat!
Ultimately, struck by Bu Eunseol’s silent blade across not just his face but his entire body, Gong Sun Gu Ryung hurled himself backward with all his strength.
Splurch!
As the tattered facial skin tore away, the visage of a middle-aged man with deep wrinkles was revealed beneath.
This was Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s true appearance.
“There was a martial genius of such caliber among the Demonic Path’s wretches?”
Despite his injuries, Gong Sun Gu Ryung burst into a sinister laugh.
“But surely you don’t think the Reverse Flow technique is the foundation of my power?”
“Then your foundation is that loose mouth of yours,” Bu Eunseol said mockingly.
Grasping the Hae-u Saber, Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s expression twisted into a vicious smile.
“Let me show you the profound insights I’ve gained from vivisecting Murim practitioners alive!”
Whoooosh!
This time, drawing upon his inner force at full power, a saber aura nearly a foot long erupted from the Hae-u Saber.
Swoosh!
Gong Sun Gu Ryung charged forward and wielded the saber once more.
Bu Eunseol unfurled her sword technique to counter, yet strangely, there was no collision.
The saber moves Gong Sun Gu Ryung displayed weren’t aimed at Bu Eunseol at all—they were as if he were drawing pictures alone in empty space.
Moreover, even as he unfolded his saber technique, he observed Bu Eunseol’s movements intently, nodding to himself.
“From the neural response and muscle contraction speed, I see you’ve mastered various Demonic Path sword techniques!”
Screeeech!
Suddenly, Gong Sun Gu Ryung spun the Hae-u Saber like a windmill, severing in one stroke the net-like sword moves Bu Eunseol unleashed.
Simultaneously, he closed to close range and began wielding his blade.
“But you haven’t trained in close-range swordplay!”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung unleashed strange, chaotic moves, carefully observing Bu Eunseol’s responses.
And through this process, he discerned what vacuum sword technique Bu Eunseol had mastered.
“Without training in close-range swordplay, it’s difficult to counter attacks at point-blank distance!”
Pat pat!
Several crimson lines appeared across Bu Eunseol’s body.
Close-range swordplay—cutting the enemy at intimate distance.
Without mastering close-range techniques, allowing an expert in such methods to approach meant certain defeat.
‘Observing muscle movement to predict which sword technique was learned… I see.’
Bu Eunseol, having discerned Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s other ability, nodded faintly.
For instance, those trained in swift-blade techniques and those trained in heavy-blade techniques developed entirely different musculature.
Having dissected countless Murim practitioners, Gong Sun Gu Ryung could predict from muscle movement alone which sword techniques his opponent had acquired.
‘So that was why he vivisected Murim practitioners.’
Gong Sun Gu Ryung possessed an ability remarkably similar to Bu Eunseol’s—he could observe the scars left on corpses and predict technique variations.
“How disappointing.”
Bu Eunseol flicked away the Hae Woo Blade that sought to flay her skin, her expression clouded with letdown.
“So you went to such lengths merely to gauge your enemy’s martial techniques.”
In truth, Bu Eunseol had harbored expectations for Yi Hun Gwang Ja.
In the past, her grandfather Bu Chanyang had, through the process of purifying and arranging corpses, discerned and read every divine technique and secret art the deceased had mastered in life.
Yet Gong Sun Gu Ryung, despite dissecting a living human, could only predict what his primary martial techniques were?
“Hmph, focus on defending properly instead of playing around!”
As Gong Sun Gu Ryung scoffed, Bu Eunseol slowly raised her arm, stained with blood.
Holding the Ink Blade horizontally, she wore a faint smile.
“Very well.”
Bu Eunseol answered briefly and compressed the Ink Blade to a shorter length.
Then she closed the distance to point-blank range instead.
A brilliant flash!
Simultaneously, the Ink Blade unleashed a torrent of dark radiance.
That luminescence flooded all directions with darkness, then transformed into fine threads of light that poured down upon Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s body.
The Immortal Heaven Stream technique that freely moves sword qi—Thick Fog Distant Clouds.
Combined with the Extreme Sense technique of the Wild Beast Blade, which allowed her to instantly mimic an enemy’s sword method—Ten Thousand Swords Return to One.
“What?”
In an instant, the Ink Blade’s edge condensed, and as a sudden counter-technique against the chaotic strikes poured forth, Gong Sun Gu Ryung hastily retreated.
Yet Bu Eunseol’s Ink Blade clung to him like a specter, slashing at his ankle as he withdrew.
A grotesque cutting sound.
Along with the eerie noise, Gong Sun Gu Ryung suffered a deep wound on his calf.
“How do you wield such a technique?”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s panic drew a sigh from Bu Eunseol.
“These things are carved into my very muscles, are they not?”
“What are you saying?”
“Every sword method I have faced until now.”
Bu Eunseol had already crossed blades with Jeong Cheon and his disciples, masters of the Chaotic Blade technique.
That is to say, though she had never formally learned the Chaotic Blade, she could easily improvise counter-techniques against Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s methods.
“You sought to mask your dullness with murderous skill.”
As Bu Eunseol regarded him with pitying eyes, thick veins of blood surfaced on Gong Sun Gu Ryung’s face.
“You wretch!”
“Or was it merely an excuse to obtain human skin? To avoid being slain by your pursuers?”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung was originally a man obsessed with martial arts.
Yet when no progress came despite his efforts, he captured weaker martial artists and dissected them, finally managing to breach the wall of perfection.
Moreover, in that process, he obtained human skin that could conceal his grotesque visage.
But now this blood-soaked whelp dared to belittle the efforts he had forged through blood and sweat?
“What could a creature like you possibly understand!”
Consumed by rage, he channeled his inner force to its maximum, and the blade inscriptions on the Hae Woo Blade extended with a sharp sound.
“Or do you think you’ve won simply by severing one of my legs!”
He unleashed the Tutol Sword Technique without restraint, abandoning the measured precision he had always maintained.
Discarding his greed for Bu Eunseol’s unblemished skin, he now wielded his blade with singular intent—to sever her life.
“I no longer need your hide!”
Murderous intent radiated in all directions as a torrent of sharp sword strikes from the Hae Woo Blade cascaded down upon her.
Bu Eunseol, watching this display, smiled brightly as though she had been waiting for precisely this moment.
“Now you reveal your killing intent.”
In that instant, her Silent Sword sprang to life like a living carp, leaping and dancing with fluid grace.
Simultaneously, Bu Eunseol’s body became enveloped in a radiant glow, deflecting each cascading blade strike one by one.
Gong Sun Gu Ryung had always sought to capture Bu Eunseol alive and flay her skin, so he had never infused his blade strikes with deep killing intent.
But as he unleashed his fury through murderous sword techniques, the absolute defensive technique that countered killing intent finally activated—the Rhombus Fish Sword.
Clang clang clang clang!
The wind chimes hanging beneath the eaves swayed and rang out in succession.
As the Rhombus Fish Sword shattered the cascading blade strikes, fragments of light scattered uselessly through the air.
Whoosh!
Simultaneously, Bu Eunseol’s Silent Sword suddenly burst forth between the scattered points of light.
Seeing Bu Eunseol’s low, prowling movements and her blade strikes,
“Hah!”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung suddenly swung his Hae Woo Blade like lightning, releasing a fierce battle cry.
He had anticipated that Bu Eunseol would not miss this opportunity and would unleash a barrage of blade strikes exploiting his openings.
Clatter clatter clatter clatter!
The Tutol Sword Technique’s life-saving ultimate technique, Shared Evil’s Constant Path, unfolded—wrapping his body in an impenetrable aura of blade energy.
“…?”
Yet Bu Eunseol had already vanished from before his eyes.
At the same moment, a thin gust of wind brushed past his throat.
A faint sound.
A thin line of blood was drawn across his neck.
Drip drip.
Bu Eunseol’s Silent Sword, now returned to its resting position, dripped crimson blood.
“How…?”
Gong Sun Gu Ryung asked with unfocused eyes, and Bu Eunseol’s expression turned contemptuous.
“You took others’ lives so easily, yet you feared your own death.”
Only then did Gong Sun Gu Ryung realize his mistake.
When Bu Eunseol had deflected all his blade strikes and closed in rapidly, he had panicked and deployed his life-saving ultimate technique.
But Bu Eunseol had not attacked—instead, she had calmly observed, waiting for the moment his technique would cease before unleashing her killing strike.
It was the fatal error of a serial killer who had believed himself invincible, now consumed by fear.
“I am…”
He wanted to say something, but his voice would not come.
Thud.
The sky suddenly inverted, and Bu Eunseol’s foot came into view.
It was the last sight Yi Hun Gwang Ja—the terror that had made the Murim tremble—ever beheld in life.
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“Ugh!”
Hyuk So Jin let out a low groan.
Even after deploying Jeol Cheon Myul Ji’s absolute technique, the Black Immortal’s Black Demon Claw had pursued his face like a phantom.
Clang!
As the hastily unfolded Bing Hun Hwan Sal Sword clashed with the Black Immortal’s talons, a metallic ring echoed and powerful shockwaves rippled outward in all directions.
As white dust clouds billowed up, Hyuk So Jin seized the opportunity to retreat more than a dozen paces in one breath, steadying his formation.
Thud.
But suddenly, something blunt caught against his heel.
Turning his head, he saw a severed head with half-torn facial skin draped over it, eyes wide open.
It was the head of Yi Hun Gwang Ja, Gong Sun Gu Ryung.
“Ack!”
Hyuk So Jin, momentarily distracted, gasped in shock, and just as he tried to quickly pull his foot away,
Whoosh!
A dark silhouette like a storm cloud extended black talons and seized Hyuk So Jin’s throat.
It was the Black Immortal.
“Tch.”
In the battles of martial artists, a single moment of carelessness determines life and death.
Merely by directing his gaze downward for an instant, Hyuk So Jin had lost his sense of balance, and now he had to endure the Black Immortal’s tyrannical assault in that state.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a dark blade suddenly appeared, deflecting the Black Immortal’s talons as they tore through the air.
It was Bu Eunseol’s Silent Sword.
Ting!
The Black Demon Claw had the technique of the Explosion Character Method embedded within it, detonating true energy with each strike.
Therefore, when it collided with weapons, it created powerful shockwaves that pushed enemies back.
Yet despite striking the Silent Sword, no shockwave erupted, and instead the Black Immortal was pushed back two steps.
Bu Eunseol’s overwhelming internal power had simply overwhelmed the force of the Explosion Character Method.
“Senior Bu.”
As Hyuk So Jin called out joyfully, Bu Eunseol spoke with a stern expression.
“When fighting an enemy, do you not observe the terrain and surroundings?”
“It’s just that… this fellow was attacking so relentlessly and chaotically that…”
Hyuk So Jin possessed keen senses and had even mastered the Spatial Awareness Listening Technique, which rivaled the Beast Path.
But with limited practical experience and facing a formidable opponent for the first time while his life hung in the balance,
He had devoted all his efforts to discerning the Black Immortal’s movements without distributing his senses evenly across all situations.
“In a warrior’s fight, there are no second chances. If you do not prepare for every circumstance, your head will be severed before you can even display your true strength.”
“I understand.”
As Hyuk So Jin clasped his hands together, Bu Eunseol walked past him toward the rear.
“Where are you going?”
“They have reached their limit now.”
Bu Eunseol’s gaze remained fixed on Jegal Seowoon’s group, who moved chaotically while surrounding the White Immortal.
Unable to mount a proper offense against White Immortal’s ethereal and elusive techniques, I found myself pressed into successive defensive positions.
“I’ve reached my limit now, haven’t I?”
“Don’t be so quick to declare your limits.”
“Pardon?”
Before Hyuk So Jin could respond, Bu Eunseol hurled herself toward where Jegal Seowoon and the others stood.
…
Hyuk So Jin watched her disappear with an unfocused gaze, and before him appeared—
Crack.
Black Immortal, his patience worn thin, approached slowly with fury blazing in his eyes.

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