The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46.
Could I truly master martial arts in such a chaotic battlefield?
At least I had the fortune of mastering Extreme Shadow Steps, which allowed me to evade the Golden Strength Demons’ attacks with ease. And the Changsin Squad’s martial prowess was overwhelming them completely.
Because of this, I didn’t engage fiercely in combat. Instead, I wove through the battlefield, drawing closer to where So Jeon fought.
Crack! Whoooosh!
By nature, a blade is specialized for cutting.
Yet So Jeon’s saber technique resembled swordsmanship more—thrusting and spiraling motions dominated his movements.
‘If he’s going to deploy techniques like that, why not use a greatsword? Why does he insist on wielding a large saber?’
My eyes gleamed as I observed So Jeon’s saber technique intently.
‘Could it be… he’s executing sword techniques with a saber?’
Mere observation wasn’t enough to understand.
I drew the long sword I held and began mimicking So Jeon’s saber technique as he slashed in all directions.
Clang clang clang clang clang!
But So Jeon’s saber technique was far too swift—I couldn’t discern the precise postures.
‘I need sharper perception!’
I drew my inner energy to its maximum.
Using the cultivation method obtained from Nangya Iljon, I attempted to expand the Beast Saber’s perception once more through reverse extreme true energy.
Flash!
When I opened my eyes again, I blazed like lightning.
Simultaneously, my pupils trembled rapidly, and I could faintly perceive the trajectory of So Jeon’s saber strikes spreading like rays of light.
Click.
Grasping the long sword again, I began mimicking the saber strikes So Jeon unleashed.
‘This is…’
Only by actually wielding the sword and mimicking the saber strikes could I comprehend it.
What So Jeon employed wasn’t a formal saber technique, but rather a saber momentum that transformed in response to the enemy’s attacks.
‘So Nangya Sect’s practical martial arts also employ techniques using saber momentum!’
I recalled Dan Cheon Yang’s sword theory interpretation that I’d heard at the Advanced Hall of Hwawoo Sword Sect.
―Once swordsmanship reaches a certain level of mastery, one is no longer bound by form and formula. At that point, one can create brilliant sword strikes with merely the stance of holding the sword.
Whoosh!
Then So Jeon’s large saber slashed through the air like lightning once more.
Immediately, blood fountains erupted from the bodies of the nine Golden Strength Demons surrounding him. Remarkably, some lost their legs, while others had their necks or arms severed.
‘Indeed, it was saber momentum, not saber technique!’
So Jeon hadn’t executed any formal saber technique—he had simply traced his saber along the openings the Golden Strength Demons revealed.
Finally grasping the essence of So Jeon’s saber method, I swung my long sword with all my might.
Slash!
Blood sprayed as I severed the necks of two Golden Strength Demons.
‘This isn’t it!’
I bit my lip.
‘The Lord severed nine Golden Strength Demons in a single strike.’
So Jeon had drawn nine lines with one saber stroke.
Bu Eunseol could only manifest two blades.
‘Just a bit faster!’
Bu Eunseol clenched her teeth again and mimicked So Jeon’s saber technique.
But lacking sufficient power and precision in her method, she still couldn’t produce more than two streaks of light.
‘That bastard!’
So Jeon, who had been wielding his great saber, paused mid-motion.
In truth, he had known from the beginning that Bu Eunseol was watching him intently.
But after observing for quite some time, she was suddenly creating two blade images by mimicking him—wasn’t she?
‘She created the One Blade, Two Strikes technique just from watching once?’
So Jeon, who had been observing the sword strikes Bu Eunseol unleashed, nearly had his eyes bulge from their sockets.
The saber technique he employed was the Heavenly Tyrant Saber Ultimate Form—a technique that could only be mastered by perfecting the Wild Beast Saber to its absolute limit.
So Jeon had undergone bone-scraping training to master the Heavenly Tyrant Saber Ultimate Form, and it had taken him two years just to enter the realm of One Blade, Two Strikes.
Yet this creature, who had only recently mastered the Wild Beast Saber, was mimicking One Blade, Two Strikes with nothing but what her eyes had seen?
Whoosh!
At that moment, a long scythe descended toward So Jeon’s face.
His gaze had been fixed on Bu Eunseol, and with his mental focus divided, he failed to notice the Golden Power Demon approaching.
Clang!
He hastily blocked the scythe with his great saber, his heart crying out internally.
‘Thinking comes later!’
Whether Bu Eunseol was mimicking his saber momentum or dancing, he decided to pay it no mind whatsoever for now.
“Now toward the Deputy Lord…”
Bu Eunseol, who had been shadowing So Jeon’s movements for some time, now turned her attention to Je Woon.
‘Is she trying to copy my techniques this time?’
Je Woon, too, was carefully observing Bu Eunseol as she mimicked So Jeon while moving across the battlefield.
But when Bu Eunseol quietly approached his vicinity, he broke into a faint smile.
‘Hehehehe. Does she really think she can mimic my Dragon Chant Sword Technique and my flying blade arts just by watching?’
Je Woon’s lips curved upward slightly as he glanced at Bu Eunseol attempting to replicate his movements.
‘The Lord’s saber ultimate form is based on the Wild Beast Saber, so she might manage some imitation. But my sword technique and flying blade arts cannot be replicated without the actual cultivation method.’
He deliberately unleashed his Willow Leaf Flying Blade Technique, pouring forth sword technique with his right hand and fan-like radiance with his left.
‘Watch all you want. Can you really steal my martial arts with your eyes alone?’
Je Woon’s eyes, which had been filled with amusement, suddenly widened.
Now he realized that Bu Eunseol was neither mimicking his flying blade arts nor his Dragon Chant Sword Technique.
Bu Eunseol was wielding a long sword in one hand and a short scythe she’d picked up from somewhere in the other, swinging them about like a madwoman in every direction.
‘That girl?’
Watching her, Je Woon felt as though he’d been struck on the back of the head—his mind reeled.
What Bu Eunseol was doing was mimicking his true secret technique—the Divided Mind Dual Cultivation Art.
‘She comprehended my supreme secret art just by watching with her eyes?’
Je Woon, who could unleash flying blades with one hand and employ the Dragon Chant Sword Technique with the other.
His trump card was precisely the Divided Mind Dual Cultivation Art—the ability to execute entirely different martial techniques with each hand.
‘A terrifying creature!’
Je Woon felt his skin prickle as he watched Bu Eunseol wielding her sword and sickle with clumsy, unrefined movements.
Though crude now, he had an uncanny premonition that one day she would master the Divided Mind Technique far more perfectly than he ever could.
Whoosh!
In that instant, a sharp spear tip drove toward Je Woon’s brow.
Distracted by Bu Eunseol, I had allowed the Jinryeokgwi to approach, just as So Jeon had.
‘Now is not the time for idle thoughts!’
No matter how easily the Jinryeokgwi could be defeated, their raw strength and speed matched that of a martial master.
A moment’s distraction in such circumstances could cost me my life to an unexpected strike.
“So it’s not a technique one can master in a single breath after all.”
After mimicking Je Woon’s Divided Mind Technique for so long, Bu Eunseol finally ceased her movements.
‘Had I not read that secret manual in the Demon Palace, I could never have built such a foundation in practical martial arts so quickly.’
Bu Eunseol had been able to examine the techniques of both masters by referencing the dharma inscribed in the Nangya Iljon.
Moreover, she could indirectly learn the practical principles embedded within their movements.
“But this is not something one can master in a short time.”
Continuing to mimic advanced techniques on this chaotic battlefield risked falling into a trance and being caught off guard.
“Now let me uncover the secrets of that sword technique.”
After taking a deep breath, Bu Eunseol moved toward Han Dan, who was displaying his swordsmanship.
Slash! Slash!
Each time Han Dan unleashed his technique, brilliant sword light flashed and Jinryeokgwi fell like rain.
The swordsmanship itself was not particularly mysterious, yet the power contained in each blade stroke could split the heavens and shake the earth.
‘The terrifying aspect of that technique lies purely in its overwhelming power.’
Han Dan’s sword was such that even a glancing blow against the Jinryeokgwi—whose bodies were hard as steel—meant death, and a direct hit would shatter them in all directions.
‘Yet I cannot fathom it. How does such a simple sword form generate such devastating power?’
In truth, the swordsmanship Han Dan employed was an application of the Heavy Sword technique, which alongside the Phantom Sword was regarded as the supreme sword art in the martial world.
However, merely observing the sword forms with one’s eyes made it nearly impossible to grasp the profound principles of the Heavy Sword.
‘There’s no helping it.’
I had no way of knowing when I might undertake another mission alongside the Changsin Squad.
Soon this battle would end, and Han Dan’s swordsmanship would cease.
‘I can only do what lies within my reach.’
Sheathing her sword, Bu Eunseol began examining the corpses of the Jinryeokgwi that Han Dan had defeated.
Not merely looking, but tearing away their garments and running her fingers over their torn muscles and gaping wounds.
‘…?’
Han Dan, mid-technique, wore an expression of utter bewilderment.
She was actually touching the dying Jinryeokgwi in this hellish battlefield drenched in blood?
Though she was deploying the Extreme Speed Shadow technique at opportune moments, one moment of lost focus could result in her head being severed.
Sssssss!
A Jinryeokgwi quietly crept toward Bu Eunseol’s back.
Yet Bu Eunseol did not even turn her head. Absorbed in examining the corpses, she seemed to have failed to detect its approach.
Click.
Just as the Jinryeokgwi raised its massive sickle to deliver a decisive blow,
Boom!
With a thunderous explosion, one of the Golden Force Demon’s arms shattered uselessly as it lunged at Bu Eunseol.
Bu Eunseol had swung her blade without even turning to look.
It was remarkably similar to the power of Han Dan’s sword strike.
‘So that’s the principle.’
Boom!
As I swung the blade again, the Golden Force Demon’s body split into two pieces with a violent explosion.
Click.
Bu Eunseol sheathed her sword, her eyes gleaming with insight.
‘I didn’t infuse the true energy into the blade itself—I detonated the true energy at the sword’s tip upon impact!’
The wounds on the Golden Force Demons struck by Han Dan’s blow bore the impression of a heavy hammer strike, not a blade.
A sword technique that compressed true energy against everything touching the blade’s tip, amplifying its destructive force.
This was the core technique of heavy sword mastery.
“It’s finished.”
Meanwhile, So Jeon, wielding his massive blade, muttered calmly.
At last, all the Golden Force Demons that seemed to multiply endlessly had been cut down.
“Roooarrr!”
Then a thunderous roar shattered the air.
As the masters of Changsin Squad cut down all the Golden Force Demons, a massive figure burst from a palace hall with a furious bellow.
It was Do Pae, the Lord of Fenglei Valley.
“Nangya Sect, you mangy dogs! How dare you ambush my valley!”
Having studied the Golden Force Liberation Technique for so long, he possessed power far beyond that of ordinary Golden Force Demons.
“I’ll tear every last one of you to shreds!”
Do Pae unleashed a ferocious palm technique upon the exhausted members of Changsin Squad.
“Poison Palm!”
As a pungent stench spread in all directions, Je Woon cried out loudly. It was the Soul-Devouring Poison Palm, Fenglei Valley’s signature technique.
“So he finally emerges.”
So Jeon, gripping his massive blade, unleashed a swift movement technique and charged toward Do Pae.
“Get out of the way!”
Do Pae, unleashing the Soul-Devouring Poison Palm, saw So Jeon charging and pushed both palms forward with all his might.
“Hah!”
As Do Pae unleashed the Soul-Devouring Poison Palm of the Twelve Stars, black poisonous mist engulfed the charging So Jeon.
“Hmph!”
As the poisonous mist enveloped him, So Jeon raised the massive blade he held toward the sky, then brought it down with tremendous force toward the earth.
Flash!
Nine streaks of blade energy erupted from the massive sword, spreading in all directions before plunging into the heart of the black mist.
Boom!
In that instant, the earth trembled and dust and wind scattered in all directions.
Whoooosh!
As the black mist cleared, the towering figure of Do Pae stood firm at its center.
Trembling, trembling.
Do Pae’s body quivered lightly as
—Whoooosh!
With a sound like a watermelon bursting, his head vanished without a trace.
This time, rather than sword technique, I had forged a formidable blade aura and unleashed the ultimate strike of the Nine Lightning Flashes.
Thud.
As Do Pae’s headless corpse collapsed to the ground, a deathly silence descended upon Fenglei Valley.
At last, Changsin Squad had annihilated another sect.
Click.
So Jeon, his great sword slung across his back once more, surveyed his squad members.
While their lives were not in danger, roughly half the squad bore severe wounds from the relentless bloody struggle against the endless stream of golden-armored spirits.
‘That woman…’
Yet Bu Eunseol, who had traversed the battlefield using extreme speed and mimicked martial techniques, stood unscathed without so much as a single hair out of place.
Moreover, as if she had gained some profound enlightenment, she appeared lost in deep contemplation, her gaze fixed upon empty space.
‘No test would be necessary.’
Bu Eunseol was displaying progress far too rapid to be considered a disciple who had only recently joined Nangya Sect.
If a test were needed at all, it would not be now, but years hence.
I was curious to see how Bu Eunseol would eventually unfold her Heaven-Breaking Sword Extreme Form.
“Squad Leader.”
Watching So Jeon gaze at Bu Eunseol as if entranced, Je Woon quietly approached and asked.
“Is there something you wished to say?”
Only then did So Jeon snap back to awareness, letting out a low grunt before shaking his head.
“We return. To Nangya Sect.”

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