The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 337

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Chapter 337.
“This cannot be.”
Bing Han Poong cried out in great astonishment.
“You have learned the martial arts of our Palace.”
The martial arts of Buk Hae Bing Gung could never be executed, even if one knew the methods.
This was because one had to cultivate the inner energy cultivation method of the extreme yin lineage and generate extreme yin true qi within the body, such as Han Bing True Qi or Mysterious Yin True Qi.
Moreover, to unleash palm force, one had to separately learn the practical methods passed down through oral transmission, did one not?
“That cannot possibly be the case.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head, and Bing Han Poong’s expression hardened.
“Even if you cultivated the extreme yin lineage cultivation method, you cannot execute the palm techniques of our Palace without knowing the precise methods. Yet you claim you have not learned our Palace’s martial arts?”
“Buk Hae Bing Gung has been far too isolated from the outside world.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with a sigh.
“In the Murim, there exist cultivation methods capable of wielding true qi that encompasses both yin and yang.”
Bing Han Poong paused.
It was true that cultivation methods capable of using both yin and yang true qi existed in the Murim.
However, there were scarcely any who had actually mastered them.
One had to receive the Heavenly Purification Ritual from birth so that turbid qi within the body was nearly nonexistent, and above all, the cultivation was far too difficult.
Moreover, if one was careless, one could suffer demonic possession, and in the worst case, lose one’s life—so even if it were a secret method capable of achieving immortality, there were scarcely any who would willingly cultivate it.
“Are you saying you have mastered a cultivation method capable of wielding both yin and yang true qi?”
“Yes.”
“Even if that were true, how did you learn the practical methods and initial variations of the Han Bing Five Thunder Palm?”
“I deduced the practical methods from the explanations the Palace Lord provided, and I inferred the initial variations of the Han Bing Five Thunder Palm from the traces carved into the Han family patriarch’s spirit tablet.”
Then Bu Eunseol extended her palm force into the empty air once more.
“Observe carefully.”
Crash!
Once again, the Han Bing Five Thunder Palm erupted forth with a biting chill.
However, upon closer inspection, only the traces of the eruption were identical.
The most crucial essence keys of the Han Bing Five Thunder Palm—Palm Accumulation Cold Yin and Qi Transformation Heart Mastery—were entirely absent.
“Without using the precise essence keys, you generated True Yin by wielding yin and yang true qi, imitated the initial variations, and thus displayed an outwardly perfect Han Bing Five Thunder Palm.”
“Precisely so.”
“That such a thing… is even possible.”
The ability to deduce the entire framework from partial methods, or to infer initial variations from remaining traces.
Were these not feats only achievable by those who had reached the pinnacle of the Murim, by supreme martial masters?
“This is truly beyond belief.”
Bing Han Poong shook his head, his expression filled with astonishment.
Buk Hae Bing Gung possessed many exceptional martial talents, and he himself had been called the greatest genius of the Northern Sea in his youth.
Yet compared to the talent of Bu Eunseol before his eyes, the difference was like that between moonlight and fireflies.
“In any case, it is now certain.”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“Whoever assassinated the Han family patriarch did not properly master the Han Bing Five Thunder Palm, but rather cultivated a cultivation method encompassing yin and yang true qi like I have, and merely imitated its variations and patterns.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Bing Han Poong’s expression grew grave.
“Then… it was the work of someone from within our own ranks.”
Even Bu Eunseol, who could manipulate yin-yang qi and deduce the initial changes from the scars left behind,
could only mimic it after hearing the doctrine of the Han Bing O Noe Jang from Bing Han Poong.
This meant that Hyung Su, who had secretly mastered the Han Bing O Noe Jang, was a member of Buk Hae Bing Gung. And he would be an exceptional master capable of grasping the doctrine of the Han Bing O Noe Jang, however faintly.
“Who in the world could have done such a thing?”
From the eyes of the enraged Bing Han Poong, a pale white killing intent radiated outward.
Simultaneously, an intense cold aura rose around his body.
“The Palace Lord’s affliction of the heart arose from regret and self-reproach at failing to capture the one who secretly mastered the technique.”
He, the master leading Buk Hae Bing Gung, had failed to capture even the culprit who had harmed Han Ja Wook, who was a candidate to become the next Palace Lord.
But the martial arts of Buk Hae Bing Gung had never been leaked to the outside—they were a supreme secret.
Since a supreme technique that only the Palace Lord could master had been used… Bing Han Poong could neither make excuses nor voice his grievances.
Because of this, he had been dispirited for a long time, and cracks had formed in his once-solid spirit.
But now that hope of capturing the culprit had emerged, an intense will burned within him.
“You would have a way to capture Hyung Su, wouldn’t you?”
“I do.”
Upon hearing the answer, Bing Han Poong clenched his fist and released a deep sigh.
“Then soon I will be able to face the family head with honor.”
At this, Bu Eunseol wore a faint smile.
“You will already be able to face him with honor.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Come out now. Family Head.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, a middle-aged man slowly walked out from behind the Cultivation Chamber.
It was Han Woo Sang, who had come to the Cultivation Chamber upon hearing Bu Eunseol’s words.
Having already witnessed Bu Eunseol unfold the Han Bing O Noe Jang beyond the Cultivation Chamber, he had realized that he had been misunderstanding Bing Han Poong all this time.
And finally, he had heard the deep sincerity of Bing Han Poong’s heart.
“Palace Lord.”
Han Woo Sang walked forward before Bing Han Poong and knelt.
“Why did you not make a single excuse all this time? Why did you not say a single word of denial?”
“…”
“You should have punished me from the beginning instead.”
At Han Woo Sang’s words, tears streaming down his face, Bing Han Poong closed his eyes and murmured softly.
“Am I not a sinner as Palace Lord, having failed to protect the next Palace Lord? Since I could not capture Hyung Su… I had to accept that resentment.”
“Palace Lord.”
“Besides, were we not good friends in our childhood? And in the battle against the Northern Heavenly Demon Palace, I owe my life to you.”
Bing Han Poong smiled calmly.
“How could I then punish you?”
Han Woo Sang lowered his head with a sorrowful expression.
Bing Han Poong had not forgotten the kindness of the past, and since Hyung Su could not be found even if he denied it…
He had silently endured the blame for the sake of the suffering Han Woo Sang.
“I apologize for misunderstanding you all this time, Palace Lord.”
Han Woo Sang shed tears of remorse.
He had harbored hatred for Bing Han Poong for so long, and had become the decisive cause of the five families of the Northern Sea fracturing into discord.
He had refused to acknowledge the Palace Lord’s authority and was convinced that he was the culprit who had harmed his son.
“I am truly sorry, Palace Lord….”
As Han Woo Sang knelt and wept, Bing Han Poong shook his head.
“There is no need to apologize. This all arose from my own inadequacies as Palace Lord.”
He spoke calmly after releasing a deep sigh.
“It is only that I have been isolated from the outside world for so long… that I regret not comprehending the mysteries of the martial way as deeply as this young one has.”
The Buk Hae Bing Gung possessed no cultivation methods that dealt with yin-yang qi.
Because of this, none of the family heads, including him, could have known the truth about the Cold Lightning Palm Strike that remained in Han Ja Wook’s body.
Han Woo Sang wiped away his tears and spoke.
“From now on, I will do my utmost so that we can unite our strength and serve the Palace Lord once more.”
“Thank you.”
Bu Eunseol, who had been listening to their conversation, spoke in a low voice.
“To do so, we must now identify the traitor who concealed the secret assassination of one family head and coordinated with outsiders.”
“Do you have a method?”
Han Woo Sang asked with concern.
“This person has hidden their schemes for over a decade and caused the division of our palace.”
He paused for a moment, biting his lip.
“Even if the Main House’s misunderstanding is resolved, this person will never reveal their true nature.”
“That is certainly true.”
Bu Eunseol nodded and withdrew a scroll from her robes.
“So I have devised a method for this.”
Bing Han Poong and Han Woo Sang stood shoulder to shoulder as they read through the scroll.
“Is this feasible?”
At Han Woo Sang’s words, Bu Eunseol nodded.
“Once the truth about the assassination becomes known, this person will become unbearable. They cannot help but know that the sentiments of the other family heads, including one of them, will change.”
“Hmm.”
At that moment, Bing Han Poong, who was reading the end of the plan written on the scroll, furrowed his brow.
“If we proceed according to this plan, we will certainly be able to identify this person. Yet must we go to such lengths at the very end?”
“Without measures of this severity, they will absolutely never reveal their true nature.”
Bu Eunseol continued.
“My concern lies elsewhere. When we set the trap, we must convince the other families.”
“There is no need to worry about that.”
Han Woo Sang spoke, striking his chest.
“I will stake my life on accomplishing it.”
“Very well.”
“Wait.”
At that moment, Bing Han Poong, having finished reading the entire contents of the scroll, spoke to Bu Eunseol.
“If this plan is to proceed as outlined, there’s one more thing we’ll need.”
“What would that be?”
“The martial arts of this palace.”
Bing Han Poong spoke with a faint smile.
“You’ll need to master the inner cultivation secrets of this palace. Only then can you fully harness the Han Bing True Qi.”
“Are you certain about this?”
Inner cultivation techniques are essentially the foundation of any sect’s martial legacy.
Yet Bing Han Poong was offering to teach Bu Eunseol the inner cultivation secrets of Buk Hae Bing Gung.
“Consider it compensation for eliminating the forces that would destroy this palace and punishing the traitors.”
The inner cultivation secrets of Buk Hae Bing Gung were said to represent the pinnacle of extreme yin cultivation.
If Bu Eunseol mastered them, it would be an opportunity for another tremendous leap forward.
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath, her eyes gleaming with resolve.
“Then it’s time to flush out that traitor.”
At her words, both Bing Han Poong and Han Woo Sang drew in deep breaths.
If this plan succeeded…
They could finally identify the traitor who had torn Buk Hae Bing Gung apart for so long.
* * *
Bu Eunseol and Bing Han Poong stood before the Ice Cave, where a biting wind swept across them.
Carved into the stone above were the characters: Bing Ha Tian Liu Gate.
This place lay deep within the underground passages of Buk Hae Bing Gung, accessible only after a long journey through secret corridors.
Inside, luminous night pearls embedded in the ceiling cast a faint glow, and in the depths ahead lay a small pool emanating an intense, frigid aura.
It was the legendary Cold Spirit Divine Water—a single drop could freeze an entire well.
“Traditionally, only the Palace Lord of this palace has ever been permitted to enter this place.”
Bing Han Poong, who had led Bu Eunseol into the cave, spoke in a low voice.
“And the heart sutra inscribed on that wall is the extreme yin cultivation secret I’m passing on to you.”
Bu Eunseol gazed at the wall Bing Han Poong indicated.
The stone surface was densely covered with heart sutras carved in Mysterious Yin Finger Force.
“Bing Ha… Tian Liu Jue?”
As Bu Eunseol softly recited the name of the technique, Bing Han Poong drew in a deep breath and spoke.
“Indeed. The heart sutra of our palace’s founding ancestor, Bing Ha Dae Je—the Bing Ha Tian Liu Jue.”
Bu Eunseol could not hide her astonishment.
The Bing Ha Tian Liu Jue was the supreme secret technique of Bing Ha Dae Je, who was called the founder of extreme yin true qi, and the ultimate martial art of Buk Hae Bing Gung, was it not?
“You’re truly passing this on to me?”
“Passing on is perhaps the wrong word. After all, the Palace Lord himself cannot master this technique.”
Bing Han Poong spoke with a bitter expression.
“To master the Bing Ha Tian Liu Jue requires three hundred years’ worth of Han Bing True Qi cultivation. Without it, attempting to learn this technique would result in your body freezing solid and immediate death.”
Bing Han Poong sighed deeply before continuing in a low voice.
“For this very reason, none of the Palace Lords throughout our palace’s history have dared to attempt mastering this technique.”
Bing Han Poong had immediately grasped the truth upon witnessing the shock wave from the palm technique Bu Eunseol had unleashed earlier.
This young successor of the Demon Hall possessed inner strength far exceeding three hundred years of cultivation.
He paused for a moment before speaking again.
“I myself have studied this heart method scripture for a long time. But no matter what I tried, mastering this heart method seemed like suicide.”
“….”
“However, seeing how you handle the heart method of yin-yang qi, I can now discern a solution.”
Bing Han Poong spoke with intensity burning in his eyes.
“This Bing Ha Tian Liu Heart Method can only be mastered by those who possess both yin and yang qi simultaneously.”
Bu Eunseol nodded in understanding.
With a counter-extreme heart method capable of handling both yin and yang qi at once, even if her body froze solid, she could unleash her hot yang qi to thaw herself in an instant.
“However, you have already deeply mastered one heart method. To learn another anew would truly require you to stake your life.”
Attempting to master a different heart method while already deeply versed in one was an act far more perilous than walking on a single thread suspended across a bottomless chasm while standing on one’s hands.
If she unconsciously employed her familiar technique while learning the new method—
At best, her meridians would suffer severe damage; at worst, she would fall into qi deviation.
Especially with the Bing Ha Tian Liu Heart Method, a freezing technique capable of instantly crystallizing the blood vessels, she would truly be gambling with her life.
“Is it truly acceptable for me to master this?”
Bu Eunseol asked with a puzzled expression.
No matter how much they claimed to aid her for the sake of peace with Buk Hae Bing Gung, revealing another sect’s supreme martial scripture was unthinkable.
Such a thing should never happen.
“This Palace Lord….”
Bing Han Poong began to speak, then shook his head.
“No. In any case, if you are capable of mastering it, there is no harm in doing so. Do not concern yourself.”
Bu Eunseol drew a deep breath.
She had unexpectedly obtained a tremendous opportunity. Of course, this assumed she survived the process of mastering the Bing Ha Tian Liu Heart Method.
“Thank you, Palace Lord.”
As Bu Eunseol clasped her hands respectfully, Bing Han Poong offered a thin smile.
“You have only four days remaining here.”
“I understand.”
“I wish you fortune in martial cultivation.”
He then slowly extended his hand and patted her shoulder gently.
“Take good care of this Palace Lord.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened.
She sensed that his words carried meaning beyond mere diplomatic reconciliation.
Before Bu Eunseol could formulate a response, Bing Han Poong had already departed from the Ice Cave.
She slowly turned her body.
The Bing Ha Tian Liu Heart Method scripture consisted of roughly five thousand characters.
Its excellence lay not only in its ability to generate formidable cold-ice true qi, the very essence of ice cultivation, but also in its capacity to absorb external cold energy and store it within the body.
“Absorbing the cold qi from the pond would accelerate my progress.”
Bu Eunseol gently touched a fingertip to the pond brimming with frigid spiritual energy.
Crackle.
Before her finger even made contact, a thin layer of frost formed on her fingertip.
I hadn’t even touched the pond yet, but my fingertips were already covered in thin ice.
“If I absorb just the cold qi of this place, I could freeze everything.”
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath, her expression tense as she gazed down at the pond.
“Is this the only way?”
Then she began methodically removing her clothes.
She had been given four days. Within that time, grasping the essence of the technique and generating Han Bing True Qi was an impossible situation.
Bu Eunseol intended to immerse her body in the Han Ling Divine Water for all four days while mastering the Bing Ha Tian Liu Technique.
“If my cultivation even falters once, I’ll become a frozen corpse and die.”
It was truly a life-or-death cultivation attempt.
If she failed to properly accumulate the cold qi in her dantian, she would freeze to death instantly.
Splash.
The moment she stripped and plunged in,
Crack.
Bu Eunseol’s body transformed into a solid block of ice.
‘Ugh.’
The cold qi that froze even her internal organs nearly made her lose consciousness.
Had that happened, Bu Eunseol would have been meeting with the King of Hell by now. If she stopped her cultivation for even a moment, her blood vessels would freeze instantly and she would perish.
‘I must absorb the cold qi before my body completely freezes.’
Whoooosh!
As she activated the Bing Ha Tian Liu Technique, a low vibration resonated through her body as the cold qi began seeping into her dantian.
‘Ahhhhh.’
In that moment, Bu Eunseol’s face contorted with agony.
The instant she stored the cold qi in her dantian, it felt as though hundreds of needles were tearing through her lower abdomen.
Had she been an ordinary martial artist, she would have deeply regretted this by now, or immediately fled the pond.
But Bu Eunseol was different.
When mastering martial arts, she had never once trained without risking her life.
The Inverse Extreme Heart Method required her to accept death, and she had learned the Extreme Speed Shadowless Technique prepared to sacrifice her lower body.
To create the Formless Heavenly Stream, she had thrown herself into actual combat alongside the Changsin Squad with her life on the line, and she had unleashed the Seven Demon Fists in battles where death hung in the balance.
‘I will master this.’
Bu Eunseol endured the excruciating pain that made her consciousness blur, continuously activating the Bing Ha Tian Liu Technique.

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