The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 415

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Chapter 415.
The next day.
The Grand Training Ground, situated in the center of the Dang Family’s Outer Quarters, was packed with spectators.
Three figures stood upon the Combat Stage.
Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk—and Dang Gon, who would face them both.
“There’s no need to waste time.”
Dang Gon extended his hand as he regarded Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk.
“Lords Jang and Hyeong, come at me together.”
At this, Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk exchanged a brief glance before smirking.
Of course, if the current Family Head Dang Pae were here, he could defeat not only them both, but all three leaders of San Dok Mun simultaneously.
But Dang Gon was not Dang Pae.
Moreover, the martial prowess of San Dok Mun had undergone a transformation as vast as heaven and earth compared to the past.
Thanks to support from powerful forces, they had acquired miraculous elixirs that enhanced their inner strength, along with exceptional poison techniques.
To them, Dang Gon appeared as nothing more than a fledgling whose feathers had yet to fully grow.
“Your confidence rivals that of the Family Head himself.”
Jang Song nodded, his smirk deepening.
“Very well. Should my abilities prove insufficient against you, I shall accept assistance.”
“As you wish.”
As Dang Gon extended his hand, Jang Song immediately drew upon his inner strength.
A deep rumble echoed forth.
Black mist billowed from his entire body.
Jang Song was renowned as a master of dark energy techniques. Yet he had drawn upon poison power instead of unleashing dark energy.
The rumble intensified.
As he channeled his poison technique, the Training Ground became engulfed in crimson-black mist.
‘Heavenly Poison Blood Mist Technique?’
Dang Gon’s brows rose as he observed the mist emanating from Jang Song’s body.
The poison technique Jang Song wielded was the Heavenly Poison Blood Mist Technique—the supreme poison art of the Thousand Poison Divine Sovereign, who had once cast the Murim into terror.
It was said to have been lost ages ago. How could Jang Song have mastered it?
The mist spread outward.
The crimson-black poison mist enveloped Dang Gon’s body like a living creature.
It constricted relentlessly.
The crimson poison mist not only obstructed his lungs and impeded his breathing, but portions of it transformed into thick, rope-like tendrils that coiled around his body.
‘He’s cultivated the Heavenly Poison Blood Mist Technique to its highest realm.’
Dang Gon was genuinely astonished.
In ages past, the Thousand Poison Divine Sovereign had cultivated the Heavenly Poison Blood Mist Technique to perfection, wielding the poison mist as a weapon and freely altering its properties.
Yet Jang Song, a master of dark energy techniques, had cultivated his poison art to such heights?
“Hehehehe. For all your confidence, you seem rather unremarkable.”
Jang Song laughed with ease as he moved the poison mist to constrict his body in one fell swoop—
A brilliant light suddenly pierced through the poison mist.
It began to dissolve the Heavenly Poison Blood Mist Technique.
Poison Spirit Void-Consuming Killing Technique.
One of the Dang Family’s eight secret arts—the ability to absorb torrential poison energy and convert it into inner force—unfolded from Dang Gon’s hands.
Whoooosh!
As the light flowing from Dang Gon’s hands intensified, the poisonous mist that had enveloped his body nearly dissipated entirely.
“Just as expected.”
Even as Dang Gon dispersed the poison mist, Jang Song merely smiled.
“But the Poison Spirit Void-Consuming Killing Technique has its weaknesses.”
Jang Song spread his dual palms and swept upward from below.
Whoooosh!
With that, poisonous fog bloomed anew beneath Dang Gon’s feet, coiling around his body.
Zing!
Simultaneously, the power of the Poison Spirit Void-Consuming Killing Technique surging through Dang Gon’s hands intensified.
This was precisely what Jang Song desired.
“Ugh.”
A low groan escaped Dang Gon’s lips as he channeled the Poison Spirit Void-Consuming Killing Technique.
This time, the poison mist Jang Song unleashed contained tangible inner force.
In other words, Jang Song had feigned deploying the Heavenly Poison Blood Martial Art while deliberately luring Dang Gon into an inner force confrontation.
‘Excellent!’
The unfolded poison mist poured forth formidable inner force as though it had become an extension of Jang Song’s own arms.
As the keen inner force pierced through his meridians, Dang Gon too unleashed his power with all his might.
No matter how much Jang Song’s martial prowess had advanced, I am the Young Lord of the Dang Family.
Since childhood, I have consumed countless elixirs that enhance cultivation, and I have mastered various poison techniques myself.
No matter how remarkable Jang Song’s progress in such a short time, I am confident I can withstand it.
Crunch.
Bloodshot veins bulged across Dang Gon’s forehead.
On the surface, it appeared to be a clash between the Poison Spirit Void-Consuming Killing Technique and the Heavenly Poison Blood Martial Art.
But in reality, they had entered the most perilous form of confrontation—a direct inner force collision.
Yet something strange was occurring.
Despite Dang Gon pouring forth every ounce of his inner force, Jang Song was receiving it with ease, wasn’t he?
‘No matter how supreme the Patriarch may be, to possess such formidable inner strength…’
Dang Gon’s inner force fell just short of three decades of cultivation.
Yet the inner force Jang Song unleashed was approaching three decades, was it not?
Such power would be excessive even for a Sect Master, let alone the Patriarch of San Dok Mun.
‘So that’s why he induced the inner force confrontation.’
The light of the Poison Spirit Void-Consuming Killing Technique flowing from Dang Gon’s hands grew progressively dimmer.
Inner force collisions are perilous because it is as though both combatants’ forces are pushed through a long tube simultaneously.
Should the balance of forces shatter, with power flooding in one direction—
Not only does the opponent’s inner force rebound, but one’s own unleashed force returns as well, inflicting catastrophic injury.
“You endure quite admirably.”
A sinister tone emerged from Jang Song’s lips as he unleashed both the Heavenly Poison Blood Martial Art and his inner force simultaneously.
“You’ve picked the wrong opponent.”
Dang Gon noticed a thick, dark radiance flowing from Jang Song’s eyes.
‘To cultivate such extraordinary poison techniques in such a short span of time.’
The radiance emanating from his eyes was the Black Poison Spiritual Qi that only those who had cultivated poison arts to the extreme could emit.
It was a power that the Lord of San Dok Mun could absolutely never produce.
Crack.
Bones creaked throughout Dang Gon’s body as one of his knees slowly buckled.
The pressure bearing down on him stemmed not only from the poison of the Heavenly Poison Blood Martial Art, but also from the disparity in internal power.
―What?
The members of the Dang Family watching the match opened their mouths in shock.
The Lord of San Dok Mun surpassing the internal power level of the Dang Family’s Second Lord?
Whoosh.
As Dang Gon’s complexion darkened, Dang Sung, who was observing the match, clenched his fists with an anguished expression.
‘He absolutely cannot lose this match.’
Only through victory in this bout could he break the aggressive momentum of San Dok Mun, which had been eyeing the Dang Family.
Dang Gon could not afford to lose.
‘Could it be that he already knew the Second Lord would be defeated?’
Dang Sung gritted his teeth as he gazed at the empty spectator seating not far from him.
Seon Woo Jin of the Elite Division.
Though merely a third-rank Lord of the Murim Alliance, he held the position of special envoy to the Alliance.
They had even specially installed spectator seating at the Martial Arts Arena to accommodate him.
Yet when Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk ascended the Combat Stage, he suddenly rose from his seat.
He huddled with the Elite Division members waiting nearby and whispered for quite some time.
Then, without warning, he departed the Training Grounds along with his men?
‘What a contemptible wretch!’
One moment he was fawning over Dang Gon as though he’d give him his all, standing up to the Lords of San Dok Mun.
The moment the Lords of San Dok Mun displayed formidable martial prowess and Dang Gon showed signs of defeat, he immediately withdrew and fled?
“Ugh.”
A low groan echoed across the Combat Stage.
The poison of the Heavenly Poison Blood Martial Art was being injected into Dang Gon’s body, which could not withstand the disparity in power.
‘Muster your strength! You absolutely cannot lose this fight!’
Dang Sung stared at Dang Gon with both fists clenched tightly.
Yet whether Dang Gon understood his heart or not, he could only stand helplessly, unable to ward off the poison of the Heavenly Poison Blood Martial Art.
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‘This will be a difficult battle.’
Meanwhile, before the match began, Bu Eunseol’s expression grew grave as she stepped outside the Dang Family manor.
‘Artificial Nascent Cores, as I suspected.’
Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk, who had appeared at the Training Grounds.
From their bodies emanated not only the powerful fluctuations of true qi, but also the Black Poison Spiritual Qi that only masters who had cultivated poison arts to their absolute limit could emit.
It poured forth from their eyes.
That aura was absolutely not something a San Dok Mun Lord could emit.
Moreover, when I first saw them in the Bung Jung Pavilion conference hall, I couldn’t sense it… The San Dok Mun Lords were deliberately concealing their true strength and momentum.
‘This will be a good opportunity.’
Though Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk’s abilities far exceeded my expectations, Bu Eunseol wasn’t particularly worried.
Dang Gon would surely defeat them. And he would confidently ascend to where I stood.
My only concern was singular: the intentions of Sam Gye.
‘Sam Gye… Sam Gye.’
Bu Eunseol’s gaze deepened.
Sam Gye’s covert forces controlled pockets throughout the Murim, capable of annihilating or rebuilding sects within a short span.
Moreover, they possessed the ability to transform an ordinary person into an exceptional master… Such power could truly be called supreme dominion over the Murim.
‘Since I’ve severed contact with Sam Gye, they’re likely aiming to kill two birds with one stone through the martial contest.’
Bu Eunseol had already grasped the plan of Jang Song and Hyeong Geuk completely.
The two San Dok Mun Lords confidently requesting a martial contest.
It was that, with contact to Sam Gye cut off, they would first defeat Dang Gon, breaking the Dang Family’s momentum, and simultaneously…
While all eyes were fixed on the martial contest, they would mobilize the Assassin Division.
Already, the two had reached a level where they no longer feared the Dang Family’s martial techniques.
‘They said they’ve stationed the Assassin Division near the Dang Family.’
A smile like that of the Grim Reaper itself played at the corners of Bu Eunseol’s lips.
Before the martial contest began, I would find and sweep away the Assassin Division entirely.
“Commander Tae Mu Ryong.”
As Bu Eunseol exited the Dang Family’s main gate, she handed her authority token to Tae Mu Ryong and spoke.
“Show this token to the guards and wait at the entrance to the Inner Quarters. If they ask why, tell them it’s an order from this Lord, a special envoy of the Murim Alliance.”
“Understood.”
Tae Mu Ryong, receiving the token, asked no questions and immediately moved toward the Dang Family’s Inner Quarters.
Bu Eunseol always had multiple contingencies.
Tae Mu Ryong, whose wisdom and insight were exceptional.
He had already gauged the capabilities of this person called Bu Eunseol, and was showing unwavering trust.
“Where are you headed?”
As Bu Eunseol moved toward the main gate, a Dang Family guard bowed and asked.
“I intend to examine the area around the Dang Family briefly.”
“Understood.”
The guards, knowing Bu Eunseol was a Murim Alliance special envoy, opened the gate without question.
‘It’s fortunate that the Dang Family has no planted agents.’
Sam Gye had planted agents within the sects they sought to control.
But they had failed to do so with the Dang Family.
Perhaps it was because all power within the Dang Family was concentrated in the Family Head’s hands.
Even elders could do nothing without the Family Head’s permission—a characteristic unique to the Dang Family.
‘Since deploying agents was difficult, stationing the Assassin Division makes sense. But…’
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
Sam Gye’s plans, for all the effort invested, were far too crude.
The moment anyone intervened, it would inevitably be exposed without question.
‘I cannot fathom why such a foolish plan was devised.’
A flash of brilliance ignited in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
‘I shall destroy it. In one stroke.’
Zing!
Drawing upon the Hollow Heart Technique, Bu Eunseol soared above the rooftops in a single breath.
She intended to locate the assassin unit concealed near the Dang Family in one swift sweep.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Moving like a streak of lightning as she rapidly searched the vicinity of the Dang Family, Bu Eunseol’s gaze finally fixed upon a single location.
It was Byeok Ha Manor, situated approximately twenty li away from the Dang Family.
The manor appeared to have been constructed relatively recently, with the walls and surrounding grounds maintained with meticulous care.
Knock knock knock.
Bu Eunseol approached the front gate of Byeok Ha Manor and rapped upon the door.
After a considerable interval, an elderly servant emerged, his small eyes blinking slowly.
“What brings you to our humble residence?”
The old man’s eyes were so narrow that his pupils were scarcely visible.
“I have come to meet the manor lord.”
“The lord is currently away on business.”
“I see. Might I be permitted to examine the interior briefly?”
As the old man hesitated, Bu Eunseol clasped her hands respectfully and spoke with courtesy.
“I come from the Murim Alliance. There is a matter requiring investigation.”
Having granted Tae Mu Ryong an authority token, Bu Eunseol revealed the emblem embroidered upon her sleeve.
The old man gazed intently at the embroidery upon her sleeve, then reluctantly opened the gate.
“Please, enter.”
Upon stepping inside, the manor was alive with numerous servants and attendants moving about their duties.
As Bu Eunseol stood motionless, observing them, the old man asked with an expression of discomfort.
“But may I inquire what brings a warrior of the Murim Alliance to this manor?”
“What manner of business does the lord of Byeok Ha Manor conduct?”
“What would an old servant such as I know? I only understand that he engages in considerable trade from Sae Oe.”
“I see.”
Passing through the front courtyard, Bu Eunseol began to scrutinize the buildings within the manor with keen attention.
Upon observing one particular structure, she smiled faintly.
“For an assassin unit, you have invested considerable time and expense.”
“Pardon?”
Bu Eunseol fixed the old man with an unwavering gaze and smiled.
“To have constructed such a magnificent manor as your base of operations.”
“I do not comprehend your meaning.”
“A manor belonging to a merchant engaged in trade should not be constructed in such a manner.”
As Bu Eunseol surveyed the surrounding structures, her eyes gleamed with understanding.
“The arrangement and configuration of the buildings are designed not to repel external enemies, but rather to confine those within, are they not?”
Before the old man could speak, he pointed toward the massive Dining Hall constructed across the courtyard.
“And to think—a merchant’s manor that’s constantly vacant, yet equipped with a Dining Hall spacious enough to accommodate three hundred people without difficulty.”
Bu Eunseol laughed, baring her white teeth.
“Isn’t this structure absurdly illogical?”
Silence fell.
The moment those words left her lips, not only the old man but all the servants and attendants who had been moving about suddenly froze in place.
In unison.
They turned their heads simultaneously, their gazes fixed upon Bu Eunseol with murderous intent.
Dozens of people halting at once, their eyes blazing with killing intent—the sight was profoundly eerie and terrifying.
“Curious. The Murim Alliance claimed they were sending a worthless pawn.”
A sharp crack echoed.
The old man, who had been hunched over all along, suddenly straightened his spine, and a piercing gleam flashed across his narrow eyes.
This elderly servant was none other than the Leader who commanded all the assassins within this manor.
“So then.”
The old man’s narrow eyes, fixed upon Bu Eunseol, seemed to radiate blades of pure malice.
“What difference does it make that a Third-Rank Lord of the Murim Alliance discovered this?”
A whisper of movement.
Black shadows emerged from between the buildings.
They all wore black poisoned blades, and their eyes—devoid of any white—were entirely blackened.
Likely they had been marinated in some special toxin to enhance their combat prowess.
“You’ve prepared quite the force.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head, observing the assassins encircling her densely.
“But with this level of manpower, you won’t even catch a glimpse of the Dang Family’s Inner Quarters.”
“How carelessly you jest.”
The old man snorted.
“I know your martial prowess is considerable—enough to match Cheon Hwa In, a master of the Great Realm.”
The old man smiled wickedly, his tongue flicking out.
“Creatures like you always harbor the same delusion: that you are extraordinarily special and possess the ability to escape any predicament.”
“The fact that you’ve turned all the assassins’ eyes into those of toads suggests that Blood Cliff—that organization crouching like a toad in Nam Sa Valley—has relocated its entire nest here.”
Every person within Byeok Ha Manor.
They were all assassins of Blood Cliff, stationed in Nam Sa Valley.
“Hmm.”
The old man—no, Jo Baek San, the Master of Blood Cliff known as the Phantom Specter Demon—furrowed his brow.
‘Knowing the true evil before you, yet still maintaining composure? What confidence could possibly justify this?’
He could not comprehend it.
The young man had come here alone.
Yet he spoke with such ease before Blood Cliff’s assassins—those legendary embodiments of terror whose very name could silence a crying child?
“I see. You were relying on the Murim Alliance.”
Jo Baek San finally grasped Bu Eunseol’s confidence and let out a cold laugh.
“Regrettably, now that you’ve entered this place, not even the Patriarch of the Murim Alliance could save your life.”
“Your mouth runs long. If you’ve summoned all the assassins, you should strike quickly.”
Bu Eunseol cut off Jo Baek San’s words with a bored expression.
“Or have you been hiding in the manor so long that you’ve grown desperate for conversation?”
*Crack.*
In that instant, thick bloodshot veins erupted across Jo Baek San’s brow.
“Your audacity swells.”
*Whoosh!*
As Jo Baek San drew upon his inner power, his silver hair surged skyward.
Simultaneously, his eyes darkened to an abyss deeper than shadow itself.
“Kill.”
Further words held no meaning.
With the command for total assault issued,
*Shhhhh!*
A peculiar cutting sound pierced the air as the azure sky turned pitch black.
Every assassin within the manor unleashed the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation—the exclusive killing technique of Blood Cliff—upon Bu Eunseol.
*Whoosh.*
As the sky finally darkened completely, the entire manor was consumed by inky shadow.
In that same moment, Jo Baek San and all the assassins vanished from sight entirely.
Blood Cliff had become synonymous with terror.
They always imprisoned their targets within the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation, then unleashed savage assassin techniques from within the impenetrable darkness.
“….”
Yet the assassins trapped within the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation soon fell into great panic, stumbling about in confusion.
Bu Eunseol, who had been standing plainly before them, had vanished without a trace.
[So that’s why these assassins seemed so saturated with toxins.]
From within the formation shrouded in darkness, Bu Eunseol’s Six Harmonies Perfected Body resonated.
“You’ve been cultivating the Evil Prison Dark Blood Technique.”
The mist flowing from this Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation
was intertwined with both the formation’s function and the toxic qi the assassins poured forth from their Evil Prison Dark Blood Technique.
“There!”
The assassins who had located Bu Eunseol began unleashing toxic dark qi.
*Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!*
Yet hundreds of toxic projectiles merely cut through empty air.
‘This cannot be.’
Jo Baek San, concealing himself within the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation, rubbed his eyes.
The moment one entered the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation, all senses were severed, and the potent toxic qi paralyzed the body.
Moreover, assassins who had cultivated the Evil Prison Dark Blood Technique could see clearly throughout the formation’s interior.
Yet no matter how thoroughly he searched, he saw nothing but the assassins themselves.
“Pour forth more toxic qi! Unless she is a poison immortal, she will surely be poisoned!”
At Jo Baek San’s cry, the black toxic qi within the formation grew even more dense.
Yet this was a futile endeavor.
Having reached the realm of Six Harmonies and Five Elements, Bu Eunseol’s meridians overflowed with formidable internal energy.
Thus, the toxic techniques of the Jade Abyss Dark Palace could not even penetrate her defenses—they were simply expelled from her body.
Moreover, her movement technique had reached the pinnacle of concealment arts: Extreme Speed Without Shadow.
Even as she slipped between the assassins, they remained completely oblivious, standing motionless and vacant.
‘An assassin organization composed entirely of poison masters….’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed as she observed the assassins from within the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation.
The assassins of Blood Cliff were all poison masters who had cultivated poison techniques.
In other words, they could prove troublesome adversaries for the Dang Family, whose primary arsenal consisted of poison and hidden weapons.
‘However….’
Bu Eunseol, lost in contemplation, shook her head.
Even if these assassins miraculously penetrated the Dang Family’s Inner Quarters, the probability of them successfully assassinating Dang Pae was negligible.
The Dang Family feared neither poison nor hidden weapons—the principle applied equally to them.
And if they chose the method of ‘assassination’ rather than direct confrontation?
Then Blood Cliff’s assassins would be even more incompatible with the Dang Family’s masters. Had they truly infiltrated, nine out of ten would have been annihilated.
‘A stratagem of killing with a borrowed blade.’
Based on the circumstances thus far, the San Dok Mun’s scheme was not to topple the Dang Family or kill Dang Pae…
Rather, it would be no exaggeration to say their plan was to utterly destroy the San Dok Mun itself.
Yet even here, questions remained.
If that were the case, there would be no need to reinforce the San Dok Mun by providing them with additional forces and martial techniques. So why would they proceed with such a plan?
‘Enough. For now, I am Seon Woo Jin.’
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
This was not the time to dwell upon such mysteries.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, from within the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation, a piercing sound of tearing air erupted, sharp enough to rupture eardrums.
―Kugh.
The assassins froze, their eyes widening in shock.
As their eardrums throbbed with searing pain, they felt the chilling terror of an invisible reaper’s scythe pressing against their throats.
[You slaughter even children for mere coin.]
Simultaneously, an infinitely low and sinister voice pierced through their consciousness.
[Worthless vermin deserving no mercy….]
Crack! Crack!
The sharp tearing sounds grew progressively louder.
Flash.
In that instant, a pair of crimson eyes blazed from the darkness.
Within the Heukcheon Maeyoung Formation, there was no longer a third-rank Lord of the Murim Alliance.
What now stood before the assassins was…
A supreme demon sect master, channeling the overwhelming force of Thunderous Might, radiating the terrible majesty of the Reigning Demonic Path—poised to annihilate the vile vermin of the assassin organization.

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