The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 331

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Chapter 331.
That path was none other than the Demonic Path.
If regret was inevitable, if longing would persist… she had chosen the fastest route to achieve her purpose, the swiftest way to exact her vengeance.
Whoooosh!
Thereupon, a tremendous wave of force surged from the figure in black, launching a relentless assault upon the figure in white.
For a time, the white-clad figure resisted fiercely, yet because Bu Eunseol had embraced the Demonic Path, that boundless power concentrated entirely upon the black-clad manifestation.
Gradually, the white figure became drenched in blood.
‘Grandfather.’
As I glimpsed the agony etched upon the white figure’s form, the compassionate visage of Bu Chanyang—dying in such wretched fashion—suddenly surfaced in my mind.
Bu Chanyang, who had taught me the principles of the world and the beauty of nature.
He had earnestly wished for me to soften my cold heart, to become a tender and compassionate soul, to aid countless others.
And to find lasting happiness.
He would never desire that I walk the Demonic Path, that I become a great demon consumed by vengeance.
“Uuugh.”
A groan escaped my lips as I gazed upon Sim Jong Ji Byeok.
As the anguish intensified, my spirit intervened once more.
Then the white figure gained strength and began to resist the black one.
The struggle continued endlessly, neither side gaining dominance.
Thud, thud.
As the battle raged without cessation, my blood vessels dilated greatly, and the colors of my eyes shifted—one hue different from the other.
And the expression of agony faded, becoming blank once more.
Yet there was no focus in my gaze.
Unable to choose either path decisively, locked in endless struggle…
I had descended irretrievably into profound demonic delusion.
Creak, creak.
Then the Iron Gate opened, and a white shadow entered.
It was Hwa Mi, the Palace Lord.
She gazed upon me crouching low and sighed deeply.
“I never imagined this one’s martial prowess to be so formidable.”
Fear gleamed in Hwa Mi Palace Master’s eyes.
Through her covert channels, she had confirmed that I had maintained clarity of mind within Sim Jong Ji Byeok for four days.
If time continued thus?
Would I not truly shatter Sim Jong Ji Byeok?
Unable to wait any longer, she forcibly opened the chamber wall.
“This absolutely cannot be allowed.”
A sinister gleam flickered in the eyes of Hwa Mi Palace Master, who bore the appearance of a young girl.
She had never truly desired Sim Jong Ji Byeok to break. If Yunhai Biyeok Palace were to emerge into the outside world?
She had come to understand that it would inevitably face a tragic fate through invasion by external forces.
“Throughout this palace, countless spirit herbs flourish. We, who have consumed them since childhood, maintain this youthful appearance as a result.”
The secret of Yunhai Biyeok Palace.
They did not remain eternally youthful because their inner cultivation ran so deep they aged not like immortals…
Rather, they had consumed the mystical spirit herbs that bloomed in this realm, and thus maintained appearances as young as adolescence.
“Had this truth been revealed to the world, the Ancestress knew full well that this palace would face complete annihilation.”
The Hwa Mi Palace Master spoke while gazing down at Bu Eunseol, who swayed and staggered under the grip of demonic obsession.
“And so she erected the Sim Jong Ji Byeok—a barrier that could never be shattered—to suppress the hearts of disciples who yearned to venture beyond these walls.”
Had such circumstances truly existed within Yunhai Biyeok Palace?
This was a secret history utterly unknown to the Murim.
The Hwa Mi Palace Master’s tone, which had lingered girlish until now, gradually transformed into that of an ancient sage.
“Therefore, you must absolutely not shatter this barrier.”
The Hwa Mi Palace Master drew a deep breath and opened her eyes wide.
In truth, Bu Eunseol had already succumbed to demonic obsession, her spirit utterly lost.
Yet in her perception, Bu Eunseol appeared to steadfastly endure the gateway of the Sim Jong Ji Byeok, reciting incantations with unwavering resolve.
“Forgive me.”
Ziiing!
Her fingertips had begun to shimmer with the hue of a darkening sunset.
She had unleashed the Danhwa Finger—the supreme secret art of Yunhai Biyeok Palace.
Flash!
A bolt of crimson lightning erupted from her fingertips, dyeing the entire world scarlet. The lightning should have pierced through Bu Eunseol’s vital points in an instant.
No—it should have.
Thud!
Yet the moment the finger wind touched her body, Bu Eunseol’s entire form blazed with golden radiance, repelling the Danhwa Finger as though nothing.
It resembled the manifestation of Shaolin’s Vajra Indestructible Body technique.
‘Had she regained consciousness?’
The Hwa Mi Palace Master recoiled in shock.
But something felt profoundly amiss.
Bu Eunseol’s eyes held no focus, and her body was enveloped by a bizarre undulation.
Upon closer inspection, rather than reciting incantations to counter the Sim Jong Ji Byeok’s aura, it seemed as though her very spirit had departed her form.
‘Has she fallen into demonic obsession? That cannot be.’
Bewildered, she unleashed another finger wind.
Flash!
Yet Bu Eunseol’s entire body blazed with solemn golden light once more, repelling the finger wind.
The Hwa Mi Palace Master’s expression became that of one beholding a grotesque monstrosity.
How could such overwhelming inner force be unleashed unconsciously while standing defenseless?
Flash! Flash!
She unleashed the Danhwa Finger in rapid succession.
Yet each time, Bu Eunseol’s body blazed with golden light, repelling the finger wind.
“She is not repelling the finger wind.”
On the nineteenth strike, the Hwa Mi Palace Master’s eyes widened in revelation.
Bu Eunseol had not repelled the finger wind at all—rather, the radiant luminescence that blazed across her entire form and the mystical energy that emanated outward…
She had realized that it was this which had transformed the very nature of the finger wind itself.
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Trapped in demonic possession, Bu Eunseol could not move a single finger.
Her spirit had been torn in two, each half attacking the other. And that struggle had reached a point where even Bu Eunseol herself could not stop it.
Because she could not clearly choose between them.
Neither revenge nor these warm memories and emotions her grandfather had given her. She could not abandon anything.
So the two halves of her spirit continued their battle until her mind would collapse.
But then, something entirely unexpected occurred.
A fierce wind force from outside pierced through her body.
Whoooosh!
Then the mysterious qi dormant in her meridians was stimulated and began to activate.
It was the essence of Shaolin’s supreme technique that had been infused into her meridians during her past battle with Mun Dae Seongsaeng.
The power of Prajna Transcendence.
Zing!
As Prajna Transcendence—which could transform all forces into perfect freedom—spread throughout her entire body, a miracle unfolded.
A qi of incomparable height and purity shifted its nature and seeped into Bu Eunseol’s spirit, beginning to form a bridge that could traverse between the Demonic Path and the Righteous Path.
Prajna Transcendence.
This mysterious Buddhist supreme technique not only restored Bu Eunseol’s shattered spirit.
It constructed a sturdy golden bridge, allowing her to traverse freely between the Demonic Path and the Righteous Path.
“How is this possible!”
The startled Hwa Mi Palace Master flicked all ten fingers in succession, unleashing a barrage of single-point strikes.
Each time, she further stimulated the Prajna Transcendence flowing through Bu Eunseol’s meridians, rapidly sealing the demonic possession.
Whooooom!
As the power of Prajna Transcendence reached its zenith, a tremendous force erupted from Bu Eunseol’s body.
Rumble rumble rumble.
The Stone Chamber began to shake as if an earthquake had struck, and the floor started to rise.
Crack!
Then suddenly Bu Eunseol’s skin split open, and faint light began to seep from within.
As her spirit and inner force that had dwelt between the Demonic and Righteous Paths, along with the Prajna Transcendence dispersed throughout her meridians, fused together, a second metamorphosis occurred.
Whiiing.
Millions of light points rose into the air beneath Bu Eunseol’s feet.
At last, she had broken through the boundary of the fifth stage of the Reverse Extreme Heart Method—a realm even Hyul Geum Gang had not reached.
Whooooom.
With a low vibration, the solemn points of light gathered across her entire body slowly faded, and Bu Eunseol opened her eyes gradually.
“….”
The first thing she saw was her own face reflected in the mirror.
With the scars erased, Bu Eunseol’s face had transformed into a beauty far more breathtaking than before.
And her spirit was so serene that it seemed as though she were gazing down upon the world from an infinitely distant sky.
The gateway of Sim Jong Ji Byeok, which destroys the human spirit, had instead become a blessing in disguise.
Yet having just awakened from demonic possession, she still felt as though she were dreaming.
Moreover, she had not yet even realized that her martial power had increased.
‘Reverse Cultivation?’
The Hwa Mi Palace Master standing behind him widened her eyes upon discovering Bu Eunseol’s face, now that the Face Transformation and Bone Restructuring technique had been dispelled.
But then,
“Such demonic creatures must be eradicated.”
Bu Eunseol, gazing at Sim Jong Ji Byeok, flicked her finger.
A brilliant flash!
Black-tinted vital energy and golden-tinted vital energy swirled like a whirlwind, piercing through Sim Jong Ji Byeok.
She had unconsciously crossed and unleashed the power of the Righteous Path.
“No!”
The Hwa Mi Palace Master cried out, positioning herself before Sim Jong Ji Byeok.
“Sim Jong Ji Byeok must not be destroyed!”
But the vital energy that had created the whirlwind had already passed through Sim Jong Ji Byeok.
“….”
Yet there was no response.
Even with such overwhelming power, it had not shattered Sim Jong Ji Byeok.
“Th-thank heavens.”
Just as the Hwa Mi Palace Master, collapsing to her knees, wiped her chest in relief,
A deep rumbling.
Dozens of people began entering through the opened iron gate.
They were the Supreme Palace Lord A Min and Seo Jin Ha, who had sensed something was amiss upon feeling the tremor that shook the very earth.
And So Ok Rim and countless disciples from Yunhai Biyeok Palace.
“Her face has changed, hasn’t it?”
Just as So Ok Rim opened her mouth, pointing at Bu Eunseol’s face now that the Face Transformation and Bone Restructuring technique had been broken,
A sharp crack.
Cracks began forming across the transparent Sim Jong Ji Byeok.
A thunderous roar.
It began crumbling with a deafening sound.
Ultimately, Sim Jong Ji Byeok collapsed under the powerful wind technique infused with the power of the Righteous Path.
For a moment, a silence like death filled the chamber.
“Sim Jong Ji Byeok….”
One disciple opened her mouth.
“The sacred seal of this palace has finally been broken!”
The disciples of Yunhai Biyeok Palace erupted in cheers, throwing their hands open.
“We can finally step out into the world!”
“No!”
The Hwa Mi Palace Master let out a sharp cry.
And she uttered something utterly incomprehensible.
“Even if Sim Jong Ji Byeok has crumbled, this palace must absolutely never reveal itself to the world!”
At her cry, one disciple stepped forward and clasped her hands.
“But Palace Master, the ancestor’s prophecy stated that if Sim Jong Ji Byeok breaks, this palace can emerge into the world….”
“That Sim Jong Ji Byeok was created to keep people out, not to be broken! It was never meant to be destroyed in the first place!”
At Hwa Mi Palace Master’s cry, the Senior Palace Lord and A Min stepped forward with pained expressions.
“Palace Master. Sim Jong Ji Byeok has already been broken.”
“Do you not understand what happens if this palace is exposed to the outside world?”
She spoke loudly.
“If this palace becomes known to the world, all the spiritual herbs scattered around us, along with the spiritual pills and creatures accumulated over generations, will be plundered by outsiders.”
“Palace Master.”
“You know how greedy the people of Zhong Yuan are, don’t you? They will seize the secret to our eternal youth in an instant.”
“That cannot be. Have I not always said this?”
A Min spoke with a sorrowful expression.
“No one wishes to grow old, but… that does not mean many would desire to maintain the appearance of a young boy forever.”
Yunhai Biyeok Palace accepts disciples by traveling the world and bringing back exceptional children.
They feed them the spiritual herbs that grow on Gorap Mountain from an early age, which is why all disciples of Yunhai Biyeok Palace can maintain their youthful appearance indefinitely.
But the people of Zhong Yuan would never consume the spiritual herbs from this place since childhood merely to preserve their youth, and…
Few would wish to continue living with the underdeveloped appearance of a young boy as they do.
“Regardless, the fact remains that this palace will be invaded.”
Hwa Mi Palace Master spoke with a solemn expression.
“This palace has never revealed itself to the world. No matter how formidable our martial strength, we cannot withstand the hordes of brigands that would come.”
At her words, some disciples nodded as if convinced.
In a sense, Yunhai Biyeok Palace was like an orphan of fate carrying countless treasures.
Even if robbed, there was no one in the world who could aid a sect that had been isolated for so long.
“That will not happen.”
At that moment, Bu Eunseol stepped forward and spoke.
“Even if Yunhai Biyeok Palace reveals itself to the world, it will not be invaded by any force.”
At Bu Eunseol’s confident words, Hwa Mi Palace Master’s expression became bewildered.
“How can you guarantee such a thing?”
“Because I, the successor of Demon Palace, am the one speaking.”
“What?”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Hwa Mi Palace Master’s complexion changed drastically.
This beautiful young person before her, whose identity had been concealed, was the legitimate successor of Nangya Pavilion among the fearsome Ten Demonic Gates… and the Muhonjung Lord designated as the next master of Demon Palace?
“You are the successor of Demon Palace?”
Even for Yunhai Biyeok Palace, which lived behind walls from the world, the reputation of Muhonjung Lord Bu Eunseol, who had made her name known throughout Tianxia multiple times, was well-known.
“I am.”
As Bu Eunseol calmly acknowledged, Hwa Mi Palace Master’s eyes widened.
“Even so, how would you prevent an invasion?”
“By forming an alliance with Bon Gak.”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“Currently, young and talented masters are flooding into Bon Gak. And through exchanges with various sects, we are expanding our martial prowess and influence.”
Jeol Cheon Myul Ji, Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, and Nangya Pavilion.
Were not these three sects, once nominal within the Ten Demonic Gates, now wielding the greatest prestige among them?
“If Bon Gak forms a pact of peace with us, no sect in all the realm would dare cast covetous eyes upon Yunhai Biyeok Palace. And….”
Bu Eunseol’s lips curved into a subtle smile.
“With me present, you shall also receive the backing of Demon Hall.”
In that instant, the hearts of every disciple in Yunhai Biyeok Palace thundered within their chests.
Exchange with Nangya Sect and peace with Demon Hall.
Should Bu Eunseol’s words come to pass, no sect anywhere would dare lay a finger upon Yunhai Biyeok Palace.
“Such conditions are not ones I can accept.”
Yet Hwa Mi Palace Master spoke with glacial coldness.
“To obtain the backing of Nangya Sect and Demon Hall, we would ultimately need to lay bare everything this palace possesses.”
Even a minor Black Gang faction, upon joining an alliance, naturally receives protective tribute in return.
How much more so would incorporation into Demon Hall demand that we surrender all we have.
“The Ten Thousand Dharma Wheel Technique.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
“You need only transmit it to Seo Jin Ha.”
Hwa Mi Palace Master could not conceal her astonishment.
“You would have us grant the inner cultivation secrets of this palace merely for that?”
“However, should you join Demon Hall, you would need to provide only one-tenth of the spirit herbs and elixirs cultivated here.”
“One-tenth?”
Hwa Mi Palace Master’s mouth fell open.
To receive Demon Hall’s protection in exchange for merely one-tenth of the spirit herbs and elixirs was, in truth, nearly a gift.
“But will not one-tenth become one-fifth, and eventually snowball into something far greater?”
At this, Bu Eunseol spoke with solemn gravity.
“That shall never come to pass. Furthermore, neither the Lord of Demon Hall nor any figure from Demon Hall or Bon Gak shall ever covet what belongs to Biyeok Palace.”
“How can I trust such a promise?”
“When the pact of peace is sealed with Demon Hall, I shall have the terms inscribed in writing and publicly proclaimed—that these conditions shall remain immutable forever.”
Hwa Mi Palace Master’s eyes widened with disbelief.
Bu Eunseol’s terms were so extraordinary that they seemed impossible to credit.
In a fluid motion,
Hwa Mi Palace Master, who had been lost in profound contemplation, suddenly bowed deeply before Bu Eunseol, her head lowered in reverence.
“Our ancestral founder once prophesied that one who breaks the seal of Sim Jong Ji Byeok would bring a thousand years of glory to this palace.”
She spoke with utmost respect, her head still bowed.
“I beseech you—protect the peace of this palace. That alone is all I desire.”
Bu Eunseol, in turn, bowed deeply and clasped her hands together in return.
“Fear not. I shall honor this promise without fail.”
As Bu Eunseol reciprocated the bow with equal courtesy, Hwa Mi Palace Master’s heart swelled with joy.
Those who walk the Demonic Path all pursue the way of the tyrant, and naturally, those of Bu Eunseol’s station cannot help but be arrogant.
Yet by returning the courtesy, Bu Eunseol had acknowledged that they stood as equals.
‘He shall surely bring peace and a thousand years of prosperity to this palace, just as the prophecy foretold.’
Hwa Mi Palace Master’s heart overflowed with emotion.
Yunhai Biyeok Palace would no longer need to cower before the outside world, concealing itself in shadow and fear.

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