The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 350

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Chapter 350.
―The Black-White Witch has been slain!
The Black-White Witch, who had occasionally emerged in Murim to feed on human blood, was finally caught by Baek Woon Sang, the head of the Murim Alliance’s Shandong Branch.
At last, the martial artists of the Murim Alliance surrounded her. But an unexpected outcome unfolded.
A hundred martial artists were instead slaughtered by the Black-White Witch.
This was because her true identity was a master of the Sheepsin Great Method—one who could ensnare human souls with nothing but her voice.
She was Sa Ok Cheong, the Phantom King.
Murim fell into shock.
The Black-White Witch, who had never even been identified before, let alone defeated, was the Phantom King?
―She was a hermaphrodite. That is why she had been consuming the blood of those possessing True Yang and True Yin essence to choose her gender.
It turned out the Black-White Witch was a hermaphrodite, and she had been feeding on the blood of those who possessed the essence of True Yang and True Yin—those capable of choosing a single gender for herself.
In fact, Sa Ok Cheong’s body, discovered in the Forest, had undergone considerable masculinization, it was said.
―If masculinization had progressed to this degree, she must have been feeding continuously for at least twenty years or more. So why had such activities never been revealed in Murim?
The leadership of the Murim Alliance, who had examined the Phantom King’s body, fell into confusion.
Sa Ok Cheong had long been consuming the blood of those possessing True Yang essence.
But why had she disguised herself as the Black-White Witch and appeared sporadically in Murim?
―It is said the Phantom King had been receiving a stable supply of blood from some faction, but when that became impossible, she acted.
After that, another rumor circulated—that the Phantom King had been under the command of some secret force.
And through that faction, she had received a stable supply of blood, but when something went wrong, she began feeding directly.
Yet the interest of Murim’s martial artists was not in the backstory of the already-dead Phantom King.
―Who on earth killed the Phantom King?
What truly mattered was who had slain her.
There were few in Murim capable of killing the Phantom King alone.
She was not only a master of the Sheepsin technique, but a supreme expert who had mastered terrifying internal and external martial arts comparable to the Blood Shadow Subtle Hand.
Yet no traces of martial techniques remained on the Phantom King’s corpse.
This suggested a high probability that someone had killed the Phantom King alone and erased all evidence of their encounter.
But no matter how much they investigated, they could not identify who had slain her.
Ultimately, why the Phantom King had become the Black-White Witch and who had killed her remained shrouded in mystery…
As time passed, public interest in the culprit who had slain the Phantom King gradually faded.
Dae Geom Mountain.
A mountain in the northern reaches of Guangyuan, situated at the border between Seomseong and Gam Suk.
With towering peaks that seemed to pierce the heavens, this vast mountain appeared like a celestial realm completely separated from the mortal world.
A whisper of wind.
A man ascended toward the summit of Dae Geom Mountain, piercing through clouds and mist.
His features were ordinary, unremarkable, yet his narrowed eyes gleamed with profound light.
It was Bu Eunseol, disguised as Seol So.
She bore a massive wooden coffin upon her shoulders.
Yet she climbed the mountain like the wind, feeling no weight whatsoever.
As I ascended to a height that made my ears ring, a grand temple emerged, its majesty overwhelming the vast mountain itself.
As we climbed so high that our ears felt clogged, there stood a massive Temple that seemed to overwhelm the grand Mountain landscape.
Though it was called a temple, there were no monks—only ethereal women who practiced ascetic cultivation while keeping their hair, like immortal fairies dwelling within.
It was none other than Geomgak, the Shinbi Mun Pa sect that had produced generations of exceptional female swordmasters throughout the Murim.
“Mm.”
A low groan escaped from the coffin resting upon my shoulder.
Bu Eunseol hurriedly lowered the coffin and opened its lid.
“Are you regaining consciousness?”
Inside lay a beauty in white, her eyes tightly shut in slumber.
It was none other than Ah Yeon, the Geomgak Successor.
Though Bu Eunseol had eliminated the Hwan Wang and the function of the Gong Ryeong Cho Hun Mi Eo technique had vanished, she still had not regained consciousness.
Moreover, an inexplicable fever ravaged her entire body, leaving her meridians on the verge of melting away.
Fortunately, Bu Eunseol had mastered the Bingha Cheonryu Gyeol, an ancient ice technique of the highest order, allowing me to suppress her fever and maintain her physical condition.
However, this could not be a fundamental cure. Ultimately, only someone capable of examining the flow of true qi in detail could provide proper treatment.
Thus, Bu Eunseol found myself in the urgent situation of needing to bring her to Geomgak.
Yet I could not possibly carry a grown maiden across thousands of li. With no other choice, I had fashioned a coffin and transported her while she rested comfortably within.
“….”
Bu Eunseol spoke to her, but she remained unconscious.
The groan heard just moments ago seemed to have flowed out naturally from her unconscious state.
“Just hold on a little longer.”
Ah Yeon lay in deep slumber, her long lashes lowered gently.
Wrapped in pale, frigid energy, she appeared like a spirit born from within ice itself.
Bu Eunseol released a profound sigh and spoke once more.
“We’ve arrived at last.”
Thud.
Closing the coffin again, I unleashed a movement technique swift as a gale wind, rushing toward the massive temple ahead.
Whoosh.
Upon reaching the great gate, an inexplicably sharp aura emanated from beyond the doors.
‘Indeed, this is Geomgak.’
Though Geomgak was said to be a sect of Hyun Moon, they wielded sharp swords as their weapons.
And the disciples of Geomgak were said to have mastered a wondrous string technique that rivaled the Shaolin’s Yeokgeun Gyeong.
In essence, within Geomgak beyond these gates gathered innumerable peak-level swordmasters—a concentration of supreme martial prowess.
From this, a sharp aura like formless energy spilled forth beyond the Palace Hall itself.
“Stop where you are.”
As I attempted to enter through the gates, two women standing on either side blocked my path.
“This is a place where disciples of Hyun Moon undergo cultivation. Outsiders cannot enter.”
“A disciple of your sect has suffered grave injuries.”
“Injuries?”
Rather than answer, Bu Eunseol revealed the coffin.
Within it lay Ah Yeon’s face, asleep beneath a layer of frost.
“Young Master Gak Ju!”
The two women gasped in shock and cried out loudly toward Bu Eunseol.
“Is she dead?”
“Not dead—merely unconscious.”
The woman swallowed her bewilderment before speaking.
“Then why place her in a coffin?”
“Time was of the essence, so there was no other way to transport her.”
Bu Eunseol gazed at Ah Yeon sleeping within the coffin as she spoke.
“Inform Gak Ju at once and have him restore her to consciousness.”
Then Bu Eunseol turned to leave.
Originally, she had intended to enter Geom Gak to investigate the internal situation and gather intelligence.
But Ah Yeon’s injuries proved far more severe than anticipated, and with her still unconscious, Bu Eunseol had abandoned that plan.
“Wait.”
One of the women spoke urgently.
“Please wait a moment.”
Just as she was about to hurry inside,
Creak.
The great gate swung wide open, and an elderly woman with hair as white as snow emerged.
Her face was etched with countless wrinkles, making her age impossible to determine, yet her eyes gleamed sharp as a blade, and her spine remained perfectly straight.
It was none other than Neung In Sa Tae, the eldest elder of Geom Gak.
“Why is there such commotion outside the gate?”
At Neung In Sa Tae’s question, the woman bowed her head.
“This person has brought the injured young master Ah Yeon.”
“What? Ah Yeon?”
Only then did Neung In notice Ah Yeon lying within the coffin.
“Ah Yeon!”
Neung In Sa Tae approached swiftly and placed her hand upon Ah Yeon resting in the coffin.
An icy chill, sharp as frozen glass, transmitted through her fingertips. Had she kept her hand there any longer, even her own fingers would have begun to freeze.
“What has happened here?”
Bu Eunseol answered Neung In Sa Tae’s question.
“She was wounded in combat with the Black-White Witch and has not regained consciousness.”
“Then it was you who dealt with the Black-White Witch?”
‘It truly was effective.’
Bu Eunseol had frozen Hwan Wang’s body using the Glacier Heavenly Stream Seal.
And those who would examine the corpse of Hwan Wang, who had been the Black-White Witch, would surely be the leadership of the Murim Alliance.
Though she had used the Glacier Heavenly Stream Seal, she had long worried whether those exceptional masters might discover traces of the Blood Flowing Seven Formations.
Moreover, having immediately sealed the coffin and departed for Dae Geom Mountain, she had been unable to hear any rumors from the Murim.
But from what she now heard, it was clear the Murim Alliance had found no traces whatsoever.
“There were a few others involved, but… yes.”
Bu Eunseol clasped her hands together.
“I sincerely hope for her recovery.”
“Wait.”
Neung In Sa Tae hastily reached out to stop Bu Eunseol, speaking urgently.
“Did the Black-White Witch employ ice techniques?”
“No, I infused her with Cold Essence Qi myself.”
Bu Eunseol explained calmly.
“After she was struck by the Devouring Heart technique, her entire body burned as though consumed by flames—a grave abnormality.”
“Her entire body?”
“Indeed. It appears she mishandled her inner energy. A proper pulse diagnosis will reveal the truth.”
“You two must transport Ah Yeon to Yak Seok Won at once.”
At Neung In Sa Tae’s command, the women carefully lifted the coffin and moved inside.
“Little Sword.”
Then she approached Bu Eunseol.
“Might you share the details with me?”
She spoke with measured courtesy.
“To heal Ah Yeon, I must first grasp the full circumstances of her condition.”
Bu Eunseol had traversed a thousand leagues without hesitation, guiding the coffin to Dae Geom Mountain to save Ah Yeon.
Compared to the hardships endured thus far, a brief explanation of the situation was scarcely a burden.
I nodded readily.
“As you wish.”
Bu Eunseol followed a woman’s guidance into a Palace Hall bearing the placard “Woon Yeon Gak.”
Inside, only a weathered table and a brazier for heating water occupied the sparse chamber.
This was clearly not a reception hall for guests, but rather a place where Geom Gak’s disciples came to meditate.
Soft footsteps echoed.
The door opened, accompanied by delicate steps.
A figure emerged, leading six disciples before her.
She was a beauty whose countenance radiated an icy chill, as though carved from ice itself, her appearance rivaling even Ah Yeon’s exquisite features.
‘Her inner energy must be unfathomably profound.’
Yet Bu Eunseol marveled not at her beauty, but at the depth of her martial power.
At first glance, she appeared to be in her thirties, though her true age was surely far greater.
For her hair, particularly at the temples, had turned distinctly white.
When inner energy reaches the highest realms, one can slow the ravages of age.
Observing her white hair yet youthful visage, I deduced she had cultivated the profound mysteries of an elevated stage.
As Bu Eunseol stared intently, a disciple beside her spoke in alarm.
“She is the Master of the Tranquil Heart Hall of Bon Gak.”
“Master of the Tranquil Heart Hall?”
Bu Eunseol was unfamiliar with Geom Gak’s hierarchy.
Hearing the title “Master,” I assumed she held a position equivalent to a sect leader and clasped my hands respectfully.
“The wanderer Seol So bows before the Master of the Tranquil Heart Hall.”
“The Master of the Tranquil Heart Hall is Ok Yu Ha.”
‘Ok Yu Ha? The Sword Marquis, Ok Yu Ha?’
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s expression shifted to bewilderment.
The beautiful woman before me was none other than Ok Yu Ha, the previous Geomgak Successor.
She had originally used the Buddhist name Jeong Hae, but when she engaged in Murim activities, she suddenly began using a secular name.
This led to rumors that she had left the monastic life, but Ok Yu Ha returned to Geomgak after completing her Gangho activities and lived in seclusion.
Since then, news of her had ceased, and people naturally assumed she had become the Master of Geomgak.
Yet she was not the Master, but the Director of the Jeong Sim Won?
‘Moreover, wasn’t she not yet in her fifties?’
Even if her inner strength had reached such profound depths that she achieved Reverse Aging, there was no way someone approaching sixty could appear as a young woman.
‘This is incomprehensible.’
At that moment, Ok Yu Ha, who had been observing Bu Eunseol, let out a small sound.
“Mm.”
Despite her beautiful appearance, her voice was somewhat low and hoarse.
Only then did Bu Eunseol understand why Ok Yu Ha’s appearance was abnormally youthful.
‘It wasn’t that her inner strength reached the Ultimate Realm and achieved Reverse Aging.’
Even if the skin became taut, the vocal cords could not become young.
‘Then… could she have consumed the Crimson Face Fruit?’
Could Ok Yu Ha have truly ingested that legendary medicine—one that, even a single fruit would maintain eternal youth throughout one’s life, and alongside the Golden Spirit Fruit, was the rarest elixir in the mortal world?
The Crimson Face Fruit?
If not that, how could her appearance be young while her vocal cords remained aged?
At that moment, Ok Yu Ha, who had been lost in deep thought, opened her mouth.
“Were you a disciple of Buk Hae Bing Gung?”
“No.”
“Yet you infused Han Bing True Qi into Ah Yeon. Where did you learn such ice techniques?”
“There are various circumstances.”
When Bu Eunseol answered evasively, Ok Yu Ha’s eyebrows rose sharply.
“Then which sect are you a disciple of?”
“By my master’s command, I cannot reveal it.”
“Judging from your mastery of the Banmun Jwa Do martial arts, you are not a disciple of the Orthodox Sects…”
Ok Yu Ha spoke with a solemn expression.
“Among wanderers, there is no one who has cultivated ice techniques to this level. Reveal your identity.”
Bu Eunseol was about to say it was difficult.
But as Ok Yu Ha’s expression and demeanor turned cold, Bu Eunseol responded with equal chill.
“Why must I confess such things to you?”
“Hmm?”
“I have no connection to Geomgak, and I am a complete stranger to that young lady. Yet with nothing but the resolve to save a life, I traveled thousands of miles to reach here.”
Bu Eunseol spoke in a voice edged with cold.
“I do not expect lavish hospitality, but to be kept waiting in this cramped room and interrogated like a criminal? Is this all that Geomgak, called the sacred ground of Murim, amounts to?”
“Lavish hospitality?”
Ok Yu Ha responded with an angry tone instead.
“Her blood vessels have frozen from the Han Bing True Qi, leaving her in an irreversible state. And you speak of lavish hospitality?”
At this unexpected revelation, Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed deeply.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Ah Yeon. That child is female, but she was born with the Radiant Yang Body—a constitution that naturally possesses true yang energy.”
Ok Yu Ha cried out with an angry expression.
“You injected glacial true qi into her while she was unconscious and unable to circulate her energy… how could her body possibly endure such a thing?”
Bu Eunseol couldn’t hide her shocked expression.
Ah Yeon possessed the Radiant Yang Body with extreme yang energy flowing through her meridians?
“I was unaware of this. I merely….”
Bu Eunseol explained calmly.
“At the time, an inexplicable heat flowed from within her body, melting through her meridians like fire. Therefore, I suppressed it with glacial true qi—nothing more.”
“That is merely an excuse.”
In truth, it was Ok Yu Ha who was being unreasonable.
As an outsider, Bu Eunseol had no way to discern Ah Yeon’s true energy circulation, nor could she possibly know of her innate constitution.
Rather, had Bu Eunseol not injected the glacial true qi, Ah Yeon would have already perished before even arriving here.
Yet Ok Yu Ha continued to blame Bu Eunseol alone.
Tap, tap, tap.
At that moment, footsteps sounded, and an elderly woman with hair as white as snow, neatly coiled atop her head, entered the room.
She was none other than Neung In Sa Tae, the supreme elder of Geom Gak.
“From what I understand, this young woman injected her true energy out of goodwill, did she not?”
Neung In Sa Tae spoke calmly, regarding Ok Yu Ha.
“Then how could we fault this young woman for such an act?”
At this, Ok Yu Ha spoke with a displeased expression.
“Men of the Murim always claim to act with goodwill, yet they are forever touching others’ bodies without restraint.”
Her gaze remained fixed upon Bu Eunseol.
“The reckless actions of such men often kill more people than warriors who wield their blades.”
Bu Eunseol, who had been listening quietly, found herself on the verge of laughter at the absurdity.
A former Geom Hou and a legendary swordswoman of unparalleled renown in ages past—could she truly be such an unreasonable person?
“I have done what was required of me. I shall take my leave.”
As Bu Eunseol rose from her seat, Ok Yu Ha spoke coldly.
“You leave the Geomgak Successor in such a state?”
Bu Eunseol spoke with icy precision.
“It is like pulling someone from the water and then demanding they return their bundle.”
“What did you say?”
Bu Eunseol looked down at Ok Yu Ha and spoke.
“Had I known it would come to this, I should have simply left her to collapse and die on the ground.”
Then, without looking back, she turned to leave.
At this, Ok Yu Ha spoke coldly.
“A man who knows no bounds.”
“Your way of speaking is truly peculiar, Elder.”
Bu Eunseol sighed softly and spoke.
“You speak of men constantly—did some man perhaps deceive you?”
Bu Eunseol had merely pointed out her rude manner of speaking.
Yet that single remark had triggered her outburst.
“You dare mock me with such careless words.”
A pristine white aura bloomed from Ok Yu Ha’s eyes.
“Did you truly believe you could ridicule me and walk away unscathed?”
‘Me?’
Bu Eunseol tilted her head in confusion.
Ok Yu Ha’s sudden reaction was peculiar, and her tone resembled that of a naive twenty-year-old woman.
“When did I ridicule you?”
“Silence!”
Whoosh!
Ok Yu Ha extended her index and middle fingers toward Bu Eunseol.
Though merely fingers extended, they radiated an aura sharper than any precious blade.
‘How could the previous Geomgak Successor be so reckless?’
Every Orthodox Sect grandmaster I had encountered thus far possessed strong personalities, yet all carried righteous character.
Yet she, the former Geomgak Successor of the sacred ground known as Geomgak, proved to be such a frivolous person?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
My thoughts ran long, but my movements were swift.
I deployed the Extreme Shadow technique and immediately evaded Ok Yu Ha’s attack.
Yet her fingers remained fixed upon my Tanzhong acupoint.
With merely one finger extended, the major vital points of my chest—Tanzhong, Young Heo, and Youmen—were simultaneously exposed.
‘Contrary to her recklessness, her martial prowess is formidable.’
The single technique Ok Yu Ha deployed was so exquisite that no matter which direction I moved, I could not evade her finger blade.
“Kneel.”
Ok Yu Ha spoke coldly.
“Unless you wish to become a beehive.”
Under normal circumstances, I could not break her technique in such a short time, so I should have raised my hands in surrender.
If I resisted, it would mean fighting against the leadership of Geomgak itself within these walls.
Should that occur, I could face attacks from all the disciples of Geomgak.
Boom!
In that instant, thunder roared from my left fist.
I am one who knows no fear, and threats hold no sway over me. Whether this place was Geomgak or even the Yeom Ra Palace of the underworld itself, I would not hesitate.
Boom!
A tremendous force erupted in a whirlwind.
I paid no heed to Ok Yu Ha’s threats and unleashed my power without hesitation.

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