The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 248

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Chapter 248.
A shadow slipped through the darkness.
Another figure emerged from the gloom.
It was Myo Cheon Woo.
“Bu Eunseol. You truly possess remarkable fortune.”
Myo Cheon Woo, who had been at the camp, sensed Bu Eunseol’s stealthy departure.
Without hesitation, he pursued her—for her safety was inseparable from that of all the members under her command.
However, upon discovering that her opponent was Seo Jin Ha, he had concealed himself in the darkness.
“That one rose through the ranks fastest of all.”
Myo Cheon Woo gazed at the distant sky where Seo Jin Ha had vanished, his eyes brimming with admiration.
“A unit commander of the Cheon Sal Unit at such a young age. By rank, I’m barely worth the dust beneath his feet.”
“Yet you’re still a unit commander yourself, are you not?”
“A tedious jest.”
Myo Cheon Woo exhaled deeply.
“Bu Eunseol, what scheme are you plotting?”
“What do you mean?”
“This matter won’t end easily. We don’t know how long this confrontation will last.”
Myo Cheon Woo furrowed his brow.
“Why did you exclude Yu Woon Ryong from this crucial task? Despite his prickly nature, he’s a formidable asset.”
“Precisely because it’s crucial that I excluded him.”
“What?”
“Besides, this matter will conclude swiftly. There’s no need to prolong it.”
“What? How?”
“You’ll understand soon enough.”
Myo Cheon Woo sighed heavily.
Bu Eunseol never revealed the workings of her mind to others.
While such reticence was characteristic of those with exceptional insight,
it felt profoundly isolating to Myo Cheon Woo, who harbored genuine affection for her.
“Very well.”
He could not yet demand answers from her.
Bu Eunseol still regarded friendship as a luxury—an indulgence she could not afford.
Myo Cheon Woo renewed his resolve.
One day, without fail, he would change her mind.
“Aren’t you coming?”
“Go ahead first.”
Bu Eunseol spoke while gazing toward the distant heavens.
“It’s peaceful here. I’ll remain a moment to gather my thoughts before departing.”
Myo Cheon Woo, who had tilted his head in puzzlement, nodded in understanding.
“Very well. I understand.”
As Myo Cheon Woo unfolded his movement technique and vanished in an instant, the forest fell silent once more.
Bu Eunseol stood with her hands clasped behind her back, gazing toward the distant sky. She spoke in a low voice.
“I believe you’ve seen enough. Come out now.”
Yet the forest remained silent. Bu Eunseol then let out a soft chuckle and continued.
“Starting tomorrow, I’ll be constantly surrounded by the main unit’s members and the Twelve Hour Formation. If not now, there won’t be another opportunity.”
Still, the forest offered only silence in return.
Bu Eunseol snorted briefly, turned her body to face the Deep Forest.
“So this is all the Murim Alliance’s assassins amount to.”
Whoooosh.
The moment those words left her lips, the undergrowth trembled, and shadowy figures emerged one by one.
Despite revealing themselves beneath the bright moonlight, their forms remained as nebulous as mist.
An ordinary commoner, no matter how much they strained their eyes, would be unable to perceive them.
“So this is the Ghost Shadow Concealment Art that the Murim Alliance takes such pride in.”
Just as the Demon Hall possessed the Guusal Unit, the Murim Alliance maintained a division that carried out officially unrecognized covert operations.
And for them, they had devised and transmitted this mysterious concealment technique called the Ghost Shadow Concealment Art.
“Impressive.”
A low voice resonated from the man standing at the front.
“Until now, no one has ever seen through our concealment technique.”
“Perhaps you’ve simply never encountered the masters of Bon Gak.”
The masters of Nangya Sect trained in the Beast Path, which among all Demonic Path martial arts granted the most superior extrasensory perception.
Having reached the Hollow Heart Penetrating Spirit realm, Bu Eunseol’s extrasensory domain naturally extended across dozens of zhang without conscious effort.
Should she draw upon her full power to amplify her senses, she could meticulously scan everything within a hundred zhang.
“True enough—the Beast Path of Nangya Sect stands in direct opposition to all manner of concealment techniques scattered throughout the Murim.”
Shhhhk.
At that moment, the transparent man’s body gradually regained its natural coloration.
He wore a black martial robe with an eerie luster, and his face bore countless minute scars.
“Judging by that peculiar garb, you’re either from the Cheol Myeon Dae or the Chu Sung Dae.”
“Interesting.”
A glimmer of intrigue flickered in the revealed man’s eyes.
“You recite the names of this alliance’s secret units—names unknown to outsiders—so readily…”
He recalled something, a smile playing at his lips.
“You’re from the Guusal Unit of the Demon Hall.”
When Bu Eunseol offered a smile of affirmation, the man spoke calmly.
“I am Jin Baek, commander of the Chu Sung Dae.”
Bu Eunseol drew a deep breath, regarding Jin Baek with a smile.
“Jo Cheon Wang sent you.”
She had slain Jo Bi Woon, the son of Jo Cheon Wang, the lord of the Wu Tian Duan of the Murim Alliance, with a single strike.
Now that she had arrived at a battlefield where the Demonic Path and Orthodox Sects clashed directly, it was an opportunity Jo Cheon Wang could never afford to miss.
“Whether you possess keen intellect or superior intelligence gathering, I cannot say.”
At Jin Baek’s words, Bu Eunseol tilted her head curiously.
“But it is curious.”
“What do you mean?”
“Our dispatch to Haenam was classified intelligence.”
“I see.”
In that moment, a faint memory flickered through Jin Baek’s mind.
He recalled the private audience with Jo Cheon Wang, the Pawn Shop Master, just before arriving here.
* * *
“What is this?”
Jin Baek alternated his gaze between the sealed letter placed on the table and Jo Cheon Wang seated before it.
In truth, it was unusual for Jo Cheon Wang, the Pawn Shop Master, to summon him—Jin Baek, who primarily conducted covert assassinations as the Chu Sung Dae Master.
And to suddenly present a sealed letter at that?
“Read it.”
At Jo Cheon Wang’s abrupt gesture, Jin Baek had no choice but to read the sealed letter.
“The Sa Yeong Dae Master?”
The letter contained information that a recently prominent Sa Yeong Dae Master from the Demon Palace would be dispatched to Oji Mountain, where matters concerning Gong Gong Sin Tu had become turbulent.
“This is rather amusing intelligence.”
Jin Baek’s lips curved upward.
The source of this information was listed as the Demon Palace itself.
“I thought the same at first.”
Jo Cheon Wang spoke with a grave expression.
“But upon verification, it proved true. This information certainly leaked from the Demon Palace.”
“Then….”
Jin Baek set down the sealed letter, his eyes narrowing.
“It’s the stratagem of borrowing a knife to commit murder.”
An entity like the Demon Palace could easily conceal the source of information.
But if they deliberately leaked it directly to Jo Cheon Wang without concealment, there could be only one reason.
Someone among the Demon Palace’s upper echelon had intentionally leaked this information to kill Bu Eunseol.
“Precisely. By exploiting your thirst for vengeance.”
The Sa Yeong Dae Master was the one who killed Jo Cheon Wang’s only son.
Yet that person was heading to a location where they would face the Murim Alliance’s sword unit? It was an opportunity for vengeance beyond compare.
“So that’s why you summoned me.”
Jin Baek nodded, grasping the entire situation.
Since Jo Cheon Wang could not dispatch sect-level forces to Haenam, he would send the Chu Sung Dae—the supreme assassination unit.
“That person is known to have slain Geol Wang, one of the Four Gods Seven Kings. Moreover, having brought their own unit to Gangho….”
Jo Cheon Wang trailed off, his eyes narrowing.
He meant to say that unless they sent enough forces to annihilate a small faction, they could never kill this person.
“But with you and the Chu Sung Dae, you could certainly succeed.”
The Murim Alliance naturally possessed assassination units of their own.
They too moved for their own interests and banners.
Jo Cheon Wang spoke to Jin Baek in a low voice.
“Can you take on this task?”
Jin Baek accepted the proposal.
It was for two reasons.
Bu Eunseol possessed the most distinguished reputation among the new generation of masters, and secondly, he had been offered the position of Vice-Leader of Wu Tian Duan by Jo Cheon Wang as compensation for the task.
The universal dream of every martial artist in the Murim Alliance was to enter one of the Seven Great Sects and become a Sect Leader. Jin Baek harbored the same aspiration.
After completing his investigation of Bu Eunseol, he immediately departed for Oji Mountain alongside the Chu Sung Dae.
Upon finally arriving at Sa Yeong Dae, he shadowed them while seeking an opportunity to strike.
This was made possible thanks to the Gui Young Jap Haeng Sool—an ancient concealment technique of unparalleled mastery.
As long as he maintained a distance of merely a hundred paces, even the most exceptional master could not detect his presence.
Yet as he observed the Sa Yeong Dae members, he encountered an obstacle.
Contrary to his expectations, the martial prowess of the Sa Yeong Dae members was uniformly extraordinary.
Jin Baek, an assassin of exceptional skill, could discern at a glance that they were warriors who had undergone relentless training and actual combat.
While deliberating thus, Bu Eunseol emerged from the camp and moved elsewhere.
Once everything concluded, Bu Eunseol pinpointed his exact location with precision.
―Seems you’ve seen enough. Come on out now.
‘Is this a trap?’
In that moment, Jin Baek deliberated for a considerable time.
He had his men scout hundreds of paces around, but only Bu Eunseol stood alone in this vicinity.
‘Her confidence is excessive. It’s common among young masters.’
Convinced that Bu Eunseol was alone, Jin Baek resolved to reveal himself and eliminate her without hesitation.
* * *
“Whether it’s classified or not, it matters little to me.”
Jin Baek’s eyes sharpened once more as his recollection concluded.
“You’ll die regardless.”
“So you were from Bon Gak.”
Bu Eunseol, gazing into Jin Baek’s confident eyes, nodded as though she had grasped something.
“Someone from Bon Gak leaked the information.”
Jin Baek smiled coldly.
“I’d like to praise your intelligence, but… well, thinking about it, it’s rather obvious, isn’t it?”
“You’re brimming with confidence.”
Bu Eunseol laughed softly.
“An assassination unit revealing itself means you’re absolutely certain of killing me.”
“An assassination unit?”
Jin Baek chuckled lowly and shook his head.
Transparent shadows began to shimmer around Bu Eunseol.
“You seem to think Chu Sung Dae is merely an assassination unit.”
Jin Baek’s lips curved into a smile.
“Chu Sung Dae operates without hierarchy. We are equals of comparable skill gathered as one.”
The assassins of Chu Sung Dae possessed prowess incomparably superior to ordinary assassins of the Sal Mun.
Moreover, their martial techniques were founded upon the martial arts created by the Murim Alliance itself, making them formidable even in direct confrontation.
“You were far too arrogant.”
Jin Baek wore a faint smile.
“It’s a common mistake even brilliant late-stage masters make.”
In the Murim, a single moment of judgment determines life and death.
Bu Eunseol must never showcase her martial arts nor ever stand alone.
Pfft.
Yet Bu Eunseol burst into laughter.
It was no arrogant laugh of a young prodigy flaunting herself.
Jin Baek could not comprehend it.
‘She means it. She truly believes she cannot be defeated.’
He had personally visited Gae Bang to kill Bu Eunseol, studying the situation in meticulous detail.
From that investigation, he had determined that Bu Eunseol’s martial arts had reached the threshold of the Extreme Heavenly Realm, and he had brought overwhelming force that could not possibly lose—yet…
Why did she wear such a confident smile?
“Arrogance,” I said.
Bu Eunseol smiled.
“I’ll return that word to you.”
Thud.
I lightly struck a nearby tree.
In that instant, the hidden figure of a Chu Sung Dae member materialized from the void,
Splash!
Blood erupted from his throat.
At that moment, Jin Baek’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
Striking Object Ejecting Qi.
This technique of striking an object to release force is hardly remarkable.
But Bu Eunseol had crystallized intangible power into a form as sharp as a blade and unleashed it.
Such a technique should be impossible for a master who had just entered the Extreme Heavenly Realm.
“Could it be that in this time…”
Jin Baek’s gaze wavered like a river current.
“She has advanced her martial arts once more?”
It had been mere months since he killed Geol Wang.
And advancing another step from such a lofty realm was nearly impossible.
Yet was Bu Eunseol not entering a new realm again in just a few months?
Through studying the Mu Hwang Jeong Gak and gaining enlightenment from life-and-death exchanges with Yeop Hyo Cheon, she had transcended her limits once more.
“Your calculations were wrong, weren’t they?”
Bu Eunseol gazed at Jin Baek and sighed.
“Your momentum has diminished by a third compared to when I first saw you.”
No matter how brilliant a master, a blow to the spirit weakens their momentum and causes their body to shrink back.
Jin Baek had appeared with absolute certainty that he could kill Bu Eunseol. That certainty became confidence, and that confidence transformed into momentum.
But when Bu Eunseol’s martial arts exceeded his expectations, his confidence shattered.
With it, his momentum diminished and his body withdrew.
‘Now I understand why the great masters of martial arts valued the Secret Heart Techniques so highly.’
The body is connected to the mind.
No matter how one trains the body and martial arts to their limits, perfect control requires the fortitude of spirit.
Shing.
With a low blade song, the dark sword slowly revealed itself.
As Bu Eunseol drew the dark sword, her movements resembled the black fingernails of death emerging from behind a veil of dark mist.
“This will be a tedious fight.”
Bu Eunseol muttered with a bored expression.
In that instant, Jin Baek’s pupils trembled faintly.
He instinctively grasped that this battle could not be won—that the Chu Sung Dae faced only annihilation.
“If you will not come….”
Divine light streamed from Bu Eunseol’s eyes as she took a deep breath.
“Then I shall advance!”
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Simultaneously, sharp sword energy whirled and spiraled around his body.
Mu Hwang’s supreme blade technique that unleashed greater power against multiple opponents—the Thirteen Night Technique was deployed.

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