The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 327

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Chapter 327.
“How bothersome.”
Seo Jin Ha, observing the scene, furrowed his brow and adjusted the chopsticks he held in his hand.
He intended to deploy the Ten Thousand Forms Eclipse technique and drive Maeng Muk Geuk away in a single breath.
‘Ah, that won’t work.’
But immediately, realizing anew that his martial power had vanished, Seo Jin Ha wore a bitter smile.
Then he rose from his seat and cried out.
“An old, washed-up relic showing such shameful conduct in broad daylight without a shred of dignity.”
“What did you say? Washed-up?”
Maeng Muk Geuk, his anger ignited, turned his head sharply to glare at Seo Jin Ha.
“You mad fool. Do you have a death wish?”
As Maeng Muk Geuk sprang to his feet and approached Seo Jin Ha,
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The sound of someone ascending the Inn’s stairs echoed through the air.
The footsteps were so distinct and heavy that it seemed not a person but some colossal entity was moving.
Whoosh.
As the shadow finally crested the stairs, the Inn seemed to darken in an instant.
The figure that appeared was a towering woman, nearly seven feet tall.
Her face was round and quite beautiful, but her frame was sturdy from external martial training, and her forearms were as thick as logs.
“What is this?”
Having heard Maeng Muk Geuk’s misconduct while ascending the stairs, the woman looked down at him with a scowl of disdain.
“A little rat in heat since broad daylight, no less.”
“What did you say?”
Though Maeng Muk Geuk possessed exceptional martial skill, he harbored deep insecurity about his small stature and poor physique.
When the towering woman suddenly called him a little rat, a murderous rage erupted like an active volcano.
“Mad fools lining up, it seems.”
Maeng Muk Geuk stepped forward and positioned himself before the woman.
But the woman was so tall and powerfully built that the sight only made him look worse.
“Hmph, relying on nothing but size to act tough.”
Maeng Muk Geuk chuckled coldly and drew up his martial power, intending to sever the woman with a Blood Extreme technique in a single breath.
“Double Spiral Blood Wheel, Maeng Muk Geuk.”
Seo Jin Ha, judging that the towering woman might be harmed, cried out sharply and stepped forward.
“If you wish to play, do so alone in Dae Mak. Do you desire to die in this Inn?”
Maeng Muk Geuk’s eyes flashed when Seo Jin Ha boldly confronted him despite knowing his name.
“Who are you?”
“It matters not.”
Maeng Muk Geuk, staring intently at Seo Jin Ha, felt his eyes flash with recognition.
A man bearing clear signs of illness with not a trace of vital force daring to step forward so brazenly?
“You are….”
Just as Maeng Muk Geuk opened his mouth, the woman before him waved her hand dismissively.
“Stop your prattling and get out of here. I need to eat.”
In that instant, murderous intent blazed across Maeng Muk Geuk’s eyes.
And he made his decision.
First, he would dispose of this arrogant giantess, then he would pound that pretty-boy’s face into pulp.
“How pathetic.”
Maeng Muk Geuk’s fingers flicked in a blur.
Without even needing to deploy the Twin Spiral Blood Wheels, he unleashed the Soul-Stealing Execution technique, twisting the woman’s meridians and muscles.
Thwack! Thwack!
As the wind blade touched the woman’s body, Maeng Muk Geuk let out a cold sneer.
Soon enough, this giantess would be writhing on the ground, screaming in agony.
“I’m being merciful because you’re a woman.”
Maeng Muk Geuk wore a frigid smile as he turned toward Seo Jin Ha, but—
“What?”
The woman glanced down at her torn garment and frowned.
“You rip someone’s clothes and think you can just run?”
Then her massive hand, like a pot lid, wrapped around Maeng Muk Geuk’s head and began lifting him upward.
“Wh-what?!”
As Maeng Muk Geuk thrashed in shock, the woman bared her sharp teeth and scowled.
“You dare put a hole in my new clothes?”
“You wretched creature!”
Maeng Muk Geuk drew the blood wheel from his back like lightning and slashed at the woman’s forearm.
But as if she had anticipated the move, she had already set him down on the ground.
“Punks like you need a beating to come to your senses!”
She slapped Maeng Muk Geuk’s cheek with one hand.
The blow was so swift and devastating that he had no chance to dodge.
Crack! Boom!
Maeng Muk Geuk’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed unconscious from the strike to his face.
Maeng Muk Geuk, known as the Killing Star of Dae Mak, had been knocked out by a single palm strike.
‘Hmm.’
Seo Jin Ha’s expression shifted slightly with surprise.
Maeng Muk Geuk was a master of transcendent realm who had earned his reputation long ago. Yet she had closed the distance in an instant and subdued him bare-handed.
“Among everyone here, you’re the only man worth anything.”
The woman gave Seo Jin Ha a thumbs up.
“You’ve got spirit, young friend. I like that.”
Laughing heartily like an old wanderer who had spent decades rolling through Gangho, she approached Seo Jin Ha naturally.
“Nice to meet you. I’m So Ok Rim.”
She spoke casually with a bright smile.
But there was no malice in her eyes whatsoever.
“I see.”
Seo Jin Ha forced a smile and nodded.
He had various sources of information, but this was the first time he’d heard the name So Ok Rim.
“Though she’s more commonly known by the epithet Silver Goddess.”
‘Silver Goddess.’
In that instant, Seo Jin Ha’s eyes widened.
‘Heaven’s Collapse Strike—So Ok Rim?’
Three years ago, a female master had appeared like a comet in Yangguang Murim.
The tall woman, standing seven feet with a lean, muscular frame, had allegedly defeated renowned masters and even legendary experts from the previous generation without distinction.
What was shocking was her method.
She always felled her opponents with a single strike before vanishing without a trace.
The masters who fell to So Ok Rim’s hand all said the same thing:
―When she raised her hand, I thought the heavens themselves were collapsing.
This became their common refrain.
Thus her epithet naturally became Heaven’s Collapse Strike.
―Hey! What’s this Heaven’s Collapse nonsense? Heaven’s Collapse! On a peerless beauty like this!
Upon hearing this, So Ok Rim flew into a rage.
She then bestowed upon herself a new epithet—Silver Goddess.
Yet afterward, as she continued to fell countless masters with single strikes, the Murim still called her Heaven’s Collapse Strike or Strike of Heaven’s Collapse.
The problem was that it kept getting shortened until people simply called her “Collapse.”
―It’s Collapse!
―Collapse? This damned Collapse!
Eventually, she would have fits at the mere mention of the word “Collapse” and beat people senseless.
After wreaking havoc across Yangguang for roughly three months, she suddenly vanished.
Some said her madness had worsened and she’d destroyed herself; others claimed she’d suffered grave internal injuries fighting so many masters and departed.
But because she’d torn through the Murim in such a short span, few remembered her well.
Yet here she was, suddenly appearing at this shabby Inn in Namok Forest?
“What? If someone greets you warmly, you should return the gesture.”
Realizing So Ok Rim’s blunt nature, Seo Jin Ha had no choice but to clasp his hands together respectfully.
“I am Seo Jin Ha. This is my close friend, Seol So Yo.”
Seo Jin Ha served in the Cheon Sal Unit, conducting covert missions.
Since his name was entirely unknown in the Murim, he used it freely.
“I see. That’s a fine name indeed.”
She extended her thumb and approached Seo Jin Ha.
“This is fate—let’s share a table.”
Without waiting for permission, she came over and sat at their table.
Speaking casually to a stranger was the least of it; she didn’t even ask for the other party’s consent.
She was truly the sort who trampled courtesy beneath her feet.
Seo Jin Ha looked at Bu Eunseol with an awkward expression.
“We’re in the middle of rather important business.”
Wanting to avoid making a scene, he spoke with courtesy.
“It seems a vacant table has opened up over there—would you not prefer to dine there instead?”
“That’s too much.”
So Ok Rim pointed at Maeng Muk Geuk, who lay unconscious with his front teeth scattered and blood streaming from his mouth.
“That’s the only remaining seat. You expect me to eat while looking at that grotesque creature?”
“Hmm.”
As Seo Jin Ha wore a troubled expression, Bu Eunseol nodded in agreement.
“Please, sit.”
“Well, your friend certainly has a refreshingly straightforward personality.”
So Ok Rim, who had quickly taken her seat, spoke to the Tavern Servant.
“Ten bottles of clear fruit wine here!”
As the Tavern Servant promptly brought the alcohol, she drank directly from the bottle while speaking.
“You seem to know who I am.”
She flashed her white teeth at Seo Jin Ha.
“Aren’t you curious about why I’ve come here?”
Seo Jin Ha found himself nodding without realizing it.
This woman, who had turned Yangguang Murim upside down and vanished a year ago, had suddenly appeared here? He was naturally curious about what had brought her.
“Do you know who is said to be the greatest sage and diviner in the Murim?”
“You mean Shin San Ja?”
Shin San Ja.
Called either the greatest sage of the Murim or the greatest diviner of the Murim.
No one knows his true name.
It is said that he measures the heavens’ will and possesses wisdom beyond human limits.
Some even call him the Boundless One due to his immeasurable knowledge.
However, because Shin San Ja moves in secrecy and does not reveal himself to the Murim, no one knows of his whereabouts.
Even if one pays a fortune to information organizations, he cannot be found.
Rumors circulate that because he revealed too many heavenly secrets, the heavens punished him—his entire family was slain, and he himself contracted an incurable disease.
“That’s right. Shin San Ja. That old man.”
So Ok Rim spoke with a bright smile.
“I’ve wandered the Murim for two years searching for that old man.”
“So you found him?”
“Yes. To find my destined opponent.”
Seo Jin Ha could not believe it.
The sage whose traces had vanished long ago—she had not only found Shin San Ja but had even received an answer from him?
So Ok Rim revealed her white teeth as she spoke.
“That old man said I would meet my destined opponent here.”
‘My destined opponent?’
In that instant, Seo Jin Ha felt a chill of foreboding.
Though So Ok Rim appeared half-mad, her martial prowess was genuinely formidable.
Just from that single strike across Maeng Muk Geuk’s cheek earlier, wasn’t Seo Jin Ha’s own condition far from unscathed?
‘Could she be targeting me?’
Just as Seo Jin Ha’s already pallid complexion grew even more ashen, So Ok Rim spoke with utter nonchalance.
“That old man said she had skin so pale it made her complexion seem ashen, with hair draped long on both sides… a neutral, breathtakingly beautiful man.”
Especially when mentioning the pallid complexion—she stared pointedly at Seo Jin Ha.
“Could it be that the fated one means…?”
“Yes. The man I’m destined to marry.”
As So Ok Rim laughed shyly, Seo Jin Ha felt as though invisible hands were closing around his throat.
“Who speaks in such grave terms?”
“That old man.”
“Shin San Ja?”
“Yes.”
Something felt amiss.
No matter how renowned as the Murim’s foremost sage who divines the heavens.
To describe the appearance of someone he’d never once seen with such clarity, and to prophesy her a fated partner—it seemed impossible.
‘Wait… the heavens’ will… if that’s the case…’
The legend of Shin San Ja, the Murim’s foremost sage, was no fabrication.
Seo Jin Ha glanced sideways at Bu Eunseol, who had employed a reversal technique, as if recalling something, and asked:
“Could it be instead that he described someone with exceptionally pale skin, deep black eyes with a luminous gaze, and a celestial beauty with a crimson glint in the pupils?”
“Eh?”
So Ok Rim let out an involuntary gasp of astonishment.
‘How did he know?’
In truth, she had lied.
—Skin so pale it seemed ashen, hair draped long on both sides, a neutral, breathtakingly beautiful man.
This was merely her alteration of the words because she fancied Seo Jin Ha’s appearance.
In reality, Shin San Ja had spoken exactly as Seo Jin Ha described.
“No, no. He said a man with a pallid complexion and hair parted into two strands—a neutral beauty.”
So Ok Rim’s eyes and expression were filled with bewilderment as she waved both hands.
But the gaze of the Tianxia’s Cheon Sal Dae Ju, Third Commander, could not be deceived.
‘So it wasn’t me after all.’
Seo Jin Ha, having regained his composure, looked at Bu Eunseol and his lips twitched slightly.
“I see. So he was your fated one.”
Feeling Seo Jin Ha’s persistent gaze upon her, Bu Eunseol rose from her seat.
“We’ve finished eating. Let’s depart.”
In truth, Bu Eunseol had just been reaching for a barley bread to bring to her lips.
But upon hearing the two converse, she realized that So Ok Rim’s fated partner was herself.
An unprecedented unease suddenly overwhelmed her, and she stood abruptly.
“We must leave this village at once.”
Leading Seo Jin Ha out of the Inn in haste, Bu Eunseol swiftly departed the village.
Grasping Seo Jin Ha’s hand, she lifted his body lightly using her inner force.
This way, even Seo Jin Ha, whose inner force was depleted, could move comfortably with the lightness technique.
Whoosh.
The two shot forward in a gale of wind.
How long had we been running?
Bu Eunseol, who had been executing her lightness technique, gradually came to a halt.
“Why are you stopping?”
Instead of answering, Bu Eunseol pointed to a towering ancient tree standing some twenty paces ahead.
There, a tall woman stood beaming, waving her hand enthusiastically. It was So Ok Rim.
“What is this?”
Seo Jin Ha asked in surprise, and Bu Eunseol’s expression turned bitter.
“While we were executing our lightness technique, she deployed the Soaring Thousand Miles technique and flew directly overhead.”
In that instant, Seo Jin Ha’s expression darkened.
My martial power had diminished so greatly that I failed to detect her presence passing above my head.
“There is no need to feel discouraged. I barely detected her presence myself.”
“What?”
“She is remarkably formidable.”
Seo Jin Ha could not hide his astonishment.
It was the first time I had ever heard such words of praise from Bu Eunseol’s lips.
That headstrong woman possessed martial prowess so extraordinary that even Bu Eunseol found her presence difficult to detect?
“What a coincidence! To meet again in this place?”
Upon spotting Seo Jin Ha, she approached with natural familiarity and waved her hand.
“Are you planning to rest here? Would you like me to show you around? I know this region well.”
Bu Eunseol, observing So Ok Rim’s cheerful smile, spoke in a grave voice.
“This is where we part ways.”
I had seen the flash of anguish cross Seo Jin Ha’s eyes.
“Do not follow us any further.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, So Ok Rim’s eyebrows shot upward.
“Hey, who do you think you are?”
“It does not concern you.”
“Why do you keep speaking so casually to me?”
So Ok Rim spoke with an irritated tone.
“Do you know how high my station is? In truth, I am….”
She, who was about to say something, waved her hand dismissively.
“Never mind. You’re out.”
Then a tremendous wind pressure erupted, beginning to push Bu Eunseol’s body backward.
Further conversation was unnecessary.
Bu Eunseol deployed the Southern Peak True Fist with her left hand.
To conceal her identity, I used Orthodox sect martial arts rather than Demonic Path techniques.
“Hey, your martial arts are pathetic.”
So Ok Rim, tilting her head to evade the Southern Peak True Fist, was about to let out a scoff when—
Whoosh!
Immediately after, a torrent of thirteen nights’ worth of qi force grazed past her cheek.
Thud, thud.
Her eyes widened as she stared down at the crimson droplets of blood.
She, who had been invincible until now, had actually been scratched on her cheek in a single move?
“Hey. You.”
A cold, murderous intent began to bloom in her eyes.
“Did you just scar this pristine skin, as pure as snowflowers?”
From So Ok Rim’s massive palm, large as a cauldron lid, a tremendous force shimmered like heat waves.
“The broth is leaking!”
With that crude way of expressing that she had bled, she unleashed a ferocious palm strike directly at Bu Eunseol’s face.
It was like lightning—the path of the strike was invisible.
Even Bu Eunseol couldn’t manage an evasive movement; it was simply too fast.
Whiiiing!
In that instant, a crimson light point bloomed in Bu Eunseol’s eyes, and a faint luminescence flowed from her left fist.
Unable to dodge, I immediately deployed the Fist Demon’s Phantom Form.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, the shockwave of true energy shot skyward, and dust billowed in all directions.
Whiiiing.
As the wind cleared the dust, the figures of Bu Eunseol and So Ok Rim standing firm came into view.
So Ok Rim had stepped back one pace. But Bu Eunseol remained standing motionless.
‘Her inner strength is formidable.’
Bu Eunseol couldn’t hide her astonishment.
The recoil transmitted through her fingertips revealed that her inner power far exceeded the fourth tier.
“What? Your inner strength surpasses mine?”
So Ok Rim’s eyes widened in shock.
Her inner power had never yielded to the masters of previous generations, yet her body had been pushed back by a single punch from Bu Eunseol?
“What did you consume to achieve this? Did you undergo some kind of inner power reversal technique?”
Bu Eunseol merely wore a cold expression, offering no response.
At that, So Ok Rim snorted and cracked her knuckles.
“Hmph, so having slightly stronger power makes you blind to everything else?”
Uuuuung!
A bizarre vibration resonated from both her hands.
Simultaneously, a tremendous wave of true energy rose like mist.
“Fine. Let this elder show you that there is heaven above heaven!”
Such words were typically spoken only by masters of previous generations.
Yet So Ok Rim shouted with the arrogant expression of one who had become the supreme master of Murim.
“Taste this!”
As she extended her fist, countless light points rose skyward directly in front of Bu Eunseol.
It was as magnificent and beautiful as if an entire Milky Way had been transplanted into being.
Shwooooosh!
In that moment, hundreds of light points began to rain down upon Bu Eunseol’s head.
It was as though all the stars scattered across the night sky were pouring down at once.
Bu Eunseol stood motionless.
If she drew the Silent Blade or summoned the Binding Seal to unleash a vacuum strike in response to her opponent’s move?
It would feel like defeat instead.
‘I will not retreat.’
Simultaneously, her left arm unleashed the Jiao Er Quan while her right arm unfurled the Twenty-Four Azure Hands.
And with her legs, she cast the Golden Ridge Step in rapid succession.
Crash!
A crescent-shaped torrent of force erupted from Bu Eunseol’s body.
Whoooosh!
That tremendous force instantly obliterated the cascading points of light.
Rather than retreating, she unleashed the Thirteen Calamities—a technique designed to shatter her opponent’s resolve in a single breath.
“What?!”
Was it the overwhelming power of the Thirteen Calamities that shocked her so greatly?
So Ok Rim stumbled backward, her hands flailing.
“Ugh.”
Having barely deflected the force of the Thirteen Calamities, her expression froze like ice.
“You.”
After a long silence, she spoke loudly.
“Were you a former disciple of Mu Hwang?”

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