The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 517

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Chapter 517.
‘So that man has become the master of the Thousand-Man Blood.’
It was known that awakening the Thousand-Man Blood required the blood of a thousand martial artists who had cultivated their martial techniques.
‘Then all the trials up until now must have been for awakening the Thousand-Man Blood.’
Only then did Bu Eunseol grasp the true meaning of the Geom Chong Eight Rules and the trials.
‘They must have been awakening demonic blades by continuously altering the trial conditions.’
The Cheon In Sect had established the Geom Chong quite some time ago.
Each time, they must have presented the Geom Chong Eight Rules and selected sacrifices that met the conditions for awakening demonic blades.
The three trials that had awakened the demonic nature and madness in these participants were likely preparations for awakening the Thousand-Man Blood.
‘If that’s the case, there must have been many other blades besides the Thousand-Man Blood.’
The fact that Cheon Hwa In, who arrived late, had obtained a legendary demonic blade like the Thousand-Man Blood meant only one thing.
The Cheon In Sect must have been continuously awakening demonic blades by offering sacrifices since long before the Thousand-Man Blood.
‘But how could a mere evil sect obtain so many legendary demonic blades?’
The Murim world did not possess many legendary demonic blades like the Thousand-Man Blood, and their varieties were extremely limited.
Yet the scale and traces of the Geom Chong appeared as if every known demonic blade in the world had been inserted into it.
If that were true, then the Cheon In Sect possessed far greater power and influence than publicly known, or there was a formidable force backing them from the shadows.
“You.”
At that moment, Cheon Hwa In discovered Bu Eunseol.
Fortunately, she wore the Black-Faced Warrior’s mask, so her identity remained hidden,
“Hehehehe.”
but to Cheon Hwa In, whose eyes and mouth overflowed with murderous intent, it meant nothing.
“There’s still someone alive?”
As Cheon Hwa In, staring at Bu Eunseol in the black mask, unleashed black energy from his eyes,
Kiiiieeee!
a sharp, piercing cry echoed through the space.
It felt like an angry wail, as if the blade still hungered for more human blood.
“Where did you obtain that demonic blade?”
Bu Eunseol had no choice but to ask Cheon Hwa In a question.
She had been trapped in the collapsed Underground Facility for a considerable time after battling the Black-Faced Warriors,
so she could not know how Cheon Hwa In had come to possess the Thousand-Man Blood, nor what had become of the other members of the Cheon In Sect.
“I will kill them all…”
But Cheon Hwa In was not in his right mind.
His eyes were rolled back white, and his mouth dripped with pale saliva and a smile twisted with murderous intent.
It seemed all the corpses here had been slaughtered by Cheon Hwa In using the Thousand-Man Blood.
“Hehehehe.”
At that moment, Cheon Hwa In burst into laughter, staring at Bu Eunseol in the black demon mask.
His appearance—with sickly pale eyes and skin flushed crimson—was like a demon that had clawed its way up from the depths of the earth itself.
“Hehehehe!”
Each time he laughed, black smoke seemed to spread, darkening the entire world.
‘Was this always my fate?’
Even if she had not become the Sect Leader of Hwasan.
Even if she had not become a Lord of the Murim Alliance.
Cheon Hwa In possessed ample opportunity and conditions to live a good life.
Yet due to his twisted and narrow-minded nature, he squandered every good opportunity and was ultimately forced to leave Hwasan.
Bu Eunseol believed that Cheon Hwa In had succumbed to despair and fallen into an irreversible abyss.
But that was a misguided assumption.
Cheon Hwa In was fundamentally a villain with a cruel and dark heart, destined from the beginning to walk the path of a Demonic Cultivator.
“Hehehehe.”
Cheon Hwa In gazed at Bu Eunseol with eyes darkened to black.
Then he immediately pointed his Demonic Blade at her.
Tap.
The moment the tip of the Heavenly Human Blood blade met her gaze, Bu Eunseol heard a sound like water droplets falling near her ears.
Simultaneously, her vision darkened and her entire body became like a wooden log—all sensation vanished.
The Demonic Blade, Heavenly Human Blood.
It possessed a terrifying ability that could steal a human’s spirit and senses merely by looking upon it.
Zing.
Bu Eunseol attempted to deploy the Yeouui Jingyeol.
But only a faint ripple surged from her body. No tangible qi spread outward.
The prolonged exertion of the power of harmony had left its mark.
Both her martial power and the strength of the Ishin Ki and Jeong Sa Ma Bul contained within her body were temporarily sealed.
‘This is dangerous.’
The sealing of all her power was an extremely natural response to recover her scattered strength, but…
Cheon Hwa In, wielding the Heavenly Human Blood, would not grant her that time.
Whoosh!
In that instant, a torrent of black blade energy crashed down toward Bu Eunseol’s brow.
Tsk!
Bu Eunseol hastily attempted to deploy the footwork of the Extreme Speed Shadowless technique.
But with all her inner power depleted, her movements lacked agility.
Slash!
Her robe’s hem grazed the blade energy unleashed by the Heavenly Human Blood.
In that instant, Bu Eunseol felt as though the blood within her body had evaporated.
Merely by contact, the blade energy of the Heavenly Human Blood was exhibiting its grotesque ability.
“Ahahaha!”
Cheon Hwa In burst into wild laughter, wielding the Heavenly Human Blood like a madman.
“You insignificant wretch!”
Each time the blade of the Heavenly Human Blood cut through the air, sharp blade energy left distinct afterimages.
Moreover, those afterimages did not fade even after considerable time had passed.
Thus, the more Cheon Hwa In swung his blade, the more the Great Hall became filled with the sharp blade energy left by the Heavenly Human Blood, saturating the space.
Thud.
A strand of Bu Eunseol’s hair, as she retreated backward, lightly brushed against the blade energy suspended in the void.
In an instant, as if sliced by a sharp blade, my hair was severed cleanly.
‘Bare hands won’t work.’
Surveying my surroundings, I quickly lowered my body and drew the sword embedded in the Geom Chong.
With a smooth pull.
The remaining demonic blades came free effortlessly, likely because the Geom Chong had collapsed and could no longer properly absorb blood.
A sharp metallic ring.
I immediately unfurled the Iron Sword Thirteen Techniques.
Demonic swordplay like Musang Cheon Ryu or Blood Dew Seven Techniques prioritized overwhelming power.
To properly execute such techniques required sufficient inner energy to support them.
But Orthodox swordplay like the Iron Sword Thirteen Techniques was different.
It aimed to subdue enemies through the subtlety of martial technique rather than raw power, making it ideal for a situation like this where my inner energy was scattered.
The blade whistled through the air.
Using the sword forms of the Iron Sword Thirteen Techniques, I redirected the sword energy of the Cheon In Blood scattered across the space back toward Cheon Hwa In.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
But the redirected sword energy was immediately absorbed by the Cheon In Blood.
It turned out that what the terrifying demonic blade was unleashing wasn’t mere sword energy, but the resentment and demonic qi inherent to the blade itself.
‘Then.’
I closed the distance instead, pressing close to Cheon Hwa In.
And unleashing exquisite sword forms, I began to directly cut into Cheon Hwa In’s body.
Thanks to my deep mastery of swordplay, I could exert formidable power even without inner energy.
―A piercing shriek!
From the Cheon In Blood came a blade cry like the wail of a witch, and Cheon Hwa In began to neutralize my sword forms one by one.
Clang! Clang!
But something was wrong with the movements.
No matter how I attacked, Cheon Hwa In swung the blade like a madman.
Looking closely, it wasn’t Cheon Hwa In moving—it was as if the Cheon In Blood itself was moving, defending against my sword forms on its own.
A sharp ring, then a crunch.
As the weapons collided repeatedly, the demonic blade in my hands finally shattered into fragments that scattered across the ground.
This grotesque demonic blade, the Cheon In Blood, which drew its power from profound resentment, was crushing ordinary demonic blades like confections.
‘Is wielding this single blade equivalent to mastering Do Huang’s Way techniques?’
The Cheon In Blood could not only annihilate all external force directed at it.
It was independently defending against every attack directed at its wielder.
It’s as if it combines Do Hwang’s martial arts knowledge and the Neung Hyung Eo Geom style.
Moreover, since it could destroy the demonic blades it clashed with, it could be said to be even more terrifying than Do Huang’s Way techniques.
A dull thud, a smooth pull.
Without hesitation, I discarded the broken blade and quickly drew another demonic sword from the Geom Chong.
And while repeatedly unfolding the Thirteen Iron Sword Techniques accompanied by the Iris Petal Jade technique, he evaded Cheon Hwa In’s attacks.
A sharp clash, then a crunch.
But the demonic blade, unable to withstand the Cheon In Blood’s power, shattered into fragments once more.
Without panic, I continuously drew another demonic blade from the Geom Chong.
The Cheon In Blood was a legendary demonic sword that had earned its name across generations of the Murim.
Even wielding an ordinary divine blade would have been impossible to sustain against it for long.
Thus, I retreated continuously, drawing demonic swords one after another from the Geom Chong to face Cheon Hwa In.
Since the Geom Chong still held many blades, I could manage several exchanges.
Clang, crack crack! Shatter! Crack crack.
But the remaining demonic swords were in poor condition—now they cracked or shattered the moment they collided.
‘There aren’t many demonic swords left now.’
I bit my lip as I glanced sideways at the half-collapsed Geom Chong.
Soon there would be almost no blades left to counter the Cheon In Blood.
“Hehehehe. So few swords remain now.”
When Cheon Hwa In stopped his movements and let out a sinister laugh,
Tap.
I seized the opportunity, quickly retreated, and drew another demonic sword.
“Yes, struggle like that—it makes killing you all the more delicious.”
Cheon Hwa In gazed at me with a gleeful expression, his crimson tongue licking his lips.
“I’ll strip away your flesh piece by piece and make your death exquisitely painful.”
‘Was this the price of maintaining the harmony force for so long?’
My inner energy and extraordinary techniques still hadn’t returned.
Had I calmly cultivated my recovery technique while wounded, I could have restored my body immediately.
But the moment I escaped the Underground Facility and clashed with Cheon Hwa In, my condition deteriorated with each passing moment.
“Huff, huff.”
My eyes gleamed as I continued to breathe heavily.
Even with my inner power sealed, to be gasping for breath like this—
It was clear that the Cheon In Blood possessed the ability to drain an opponent’s stamina as well.
At this rate, I might fall absurdly at Cheon Hwa In’s hands.
“Hahahaha!”
Cheon Hwa In burst into wild laughter and swung the Cheon In Blood once more.
I quickly deployed my footwork to evade, but the black ghost-faced mask I wore grazed the sword energy.
Screech. Thud.
The black ghost-faced mask I had picked up again split into two pieces and fell to the ground.
At the same moment, my face—the one I had been using under the guise of Seon Woo Jin—was slowly revealed.
“You are….”
Black flames ignited in Cheon Hwa In’s eyes as he gripped the demonic sword.
Seon Woo Jin.
The one who had seized the position of Lord of the Elite Division that he should have claimed—founded by Murim Alliance Elder Gu In Jeong.
The one who had pushed him into complete ruin after he had been sidelined in the Hua Shan Sect’s succession struggle.
The merchant-born nobody who had made him so furious that he would tear at his own hair even in sleep.
That this wretch, attacking him with pathetic martial arts from the crumbling Geom Chong, was Seon Woo Jin?
“Hehehehehehe. Hahahaha!”
Cheon Hwa In burst into wild laughter.
Due to the demonic energy contained within the Heavenly Blood Sword, he now possessed infinite martial power and stamina, along with murderous intent and strength.
Even if Jeong Ma Ssang Cheon Je stood before him, he could face them without fear, fighting with unwavering confidence. His body overflowed with power and self-assurance.
Yet seeing the sworn enemy before his eyes—one whose flesh he could chew and still not satisfy his hatred—he could not contain his joy.
“You wretched bastard!”
Cheon Hwa In became a mass of black clouds, charging forward with frenzied ferocity.
Shatter, shatter, shatter, shatter, shatter!
As he moved, the Heavenly Blood Sword spun like a windmill in his grip, unleashing torrents of razor-sharp blade energy that seemed poised to obliterate Bu Eunseol’s body.
Bu Eunseol retreated continuously, unfurling the Iron Sword Thirteen Forms, yet the blade energy pursued like a living thing, relentlessly slashing across her frame.
“Die!”
Finally seizing an opening in Bu Eunseol’s defense, Cheon Hwa In swung the Heavenly Blood Sword in a tremendous arc, releasing a thunderous battle cry.
―Screeeech!
In response to his demonic energy, a colossal blade aura erupted skyward from the Heavenly Blood Sword, then cascaded down upon Bu Eunseol.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, an entire section of Geom Chong was utterly obliterated.
Hisssss!
Though she barely evaded the strike, white vapor rose from Bu Eunseol’s body.
With her internal power sealed, each time the blade energy of the Heavenly Blood Sword grazed her, blood and moisture evaporated instantaneously.
“Now you shall experience it too.”
Cheon Hwa In’s eyes, as he gazed upon the struggling Bu Eunseol, swirled with dark mist.
“The despair I felt! That helplessness!”
With black mist pouring from his mouth as well, Cheon Hwa In resembled a specter from Hell itself, seeking to devour the world.
“….”
Bu Eunseol’s gaze remained utterly composed.
Even with her martial power and all strength sealed, facing a madman wielding a legendary demon blade.
She maintained her clarity, analyzing the situation, devising only the means to bring down her opponent.
Clink.
Then Bu Eunseol noticed a piece of metal embedded beneath her feet.
The shockwave from Cheon Hwa In’s blade energy had dislodged something buried in the earth, sending it flying upward.
‘A sword?’
Bu Eunseol deliberated.
Cheon Hwa In was currently gathering power for a devastating killing blow.
What if it wasn’t a sword? What if it were merely fragments of a broken blade?
Bending down would only expose her vulnerabilities, increasing the likelihood of taking a fatal strike.
‘I must seize whatever it is.’
In her current state, she could not withstand Cheon Hwa In’s ultimate strike.
Thus, she had no choice but to take the risk of extracting whatever lay beneath her feet.
Whoosh.
She quickly extended her hand and pulled the object from the ground.
Zing.
A low vibration resonated as the buried object revealed itself.
‘An iron sword?’
Upon closer inspection, what had been embedded in the ground was nothing more than a worn, unremarkable iron blade.
“Die!”
Seizing the opportunity, Cheon Hwa In swung the Cheon In Blood with tremendous force.
A crescent-shaped torrent of sword energy erupted, threatening to cleave Bu Eunseol’s body in two.
The technique was so devastatingly swift that Bu Eunseol couldn’t even raise the iron sword—she simply rolled across the filthy ground to escape.
Even so, the Cheon In Blood’s blade energy grazed her shoulder, leaving a deep wound in its wake.
“Hehehehe.”
Originally, Cheon Hwa In intended to press his assault relentlessly, severing her life in one continuous barrage.
But as Bu Eunseol rolled through the grimy floor to evade, he halted his attack and burst into a triumphant, exhilarating laugh.
“Hahahaha! What a delightful sight!”
Renowned masters of Murim would never—
They would sooner die than resort to rolling across the ground to dodge, that shameful technique of the lazy donkey.
But Bu Eunseol harbored no awareness of being a Murim practitioner.
If dodging meant thrusting her rear skyward and scrambling away like a fleeing monkey—
She cared not in the slightest.
Clang.
Rising to her feet, Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed as she gripped the iron sword.
Cheon Hwa In laughed even more boisterously at the sight.
“What remarkable trash you’ve found. You intend to face the Cheon In Blood with that?”
Bu Eunseol offered no reply, her gaze fixed upon Cheon Hwa In.
Yet something was peculiar.
The moment I grasped the dark iron blade, an inexplicable exhilaration surged through me.
The very energy flowing from the sword seemed to unknot my twisted meridians and breathe vitality into my exhausted body.
“You’ve dodged well enough, but now it ends.”
Roaaarrr!
Cheon Hwa In unleashed the Cheon In Blood in a devastating arc.
Sharp blade energy began to saturate the space surrounding Bu Eunseol.
He had deliberately filled the area with razor-edged sword energy to prevent her escape.
“After I sever your neck, I shall journey to the Murim Alliance and cut down the throats of those wretched elders who humiliated me.”
Billowing, billowing.
Consumed by rage, Cheon Hwa In was completely obscured by the black mist pouring from the Cheon In Blood.
Within that darkness, only his sallow, gleaming eyes pierced through—like a demon materializing from the abyss.
‘I must block it.’
The blade energy from Cheon Hwa In’s Cheon In Blood had completely sealed off any avenue of retreat.
Without the return of my inner force, I had no choice but to meet it with this blade.
Whoooosh!
Accompanied by a whistling sound of air being torn asunder, the blade energy erupted from the black mist and descended upon Bu Eunseol’s head.
Clang!
In that instant, a crystalline ring resonated as shockwaves rippled outward in all directions.
I deflected Cheon In Hyeol’s sword energy with the iron sword I was gripping.
Whoooosh!
There was a low vibration, but it was rather a pleasant resonance.
This was no ordinary iron sword—it was a mystical blade capable of withstanding Cheon In Hyeol’s destructive force with ease.
“You blocked it?”
Cheon Hwa In’s killing intent flashed as he swung Cheon In Hyeol again from within the black mist.
Screech! Screech!
Billowing clouds of sword energy poured down around my body.
But I leaped toward the sword energy and deployed the Iron Sword Thirteen Forms.
Screeeech!
As the exquisite principles of Flower and Jade Harmony reversed the pouring sword energy, a fierce sonic boom erupted.
Boom!
Finally, the sword energy dissipated like a wiped slate, and Cheon Hwa In’s figure hidden in the mist became visible.
“Haah!”
I seized the opportunity without hesitation and closed the distance in one breath, swinging my iron sword.
Ching! Clang!
With clear metallic rings, our weapons clashed repeatedly.
Cheon Hwa In tried desperately to shatter my sword, but each time his hands grew numb instead.
“How is this possible?”
Losing to a shabby iron sword, Cheon Hwa In bellowed at Cheon In Hyeol.
“What kind of demonic sword are you if you can’t even break an old blade like this?!”
Keeeeee!
From Cheon In Hyeol came a terribly irritated and wrathful metallic cry.
Crackle… crackle…
The cry soon transformed into a grotesque sound as Cheon In Hyeol gradually began to reshape into a jagged, deformed blade.
Crack. Crackle.
Finally, as Cheon In Hyeol ceased its movement, its blade had transformed into a beast-like form with bizarre scales protruding from it.
It was also pouring forth a tremendous demonic aura like mist.
“So this is your true power!”
Cheon Hwa In’s skin, gripping Cheon In Hyeol, glowed with a dark sheen, and with each breath, black smoke poured from his mouth.
The powerful demonic aura flowing from the sword was infusing his spirit and body with tremendous force.
Crackle!
A strange metallic cry echoed from Cheon In Hyeol.
At the same moment, black sword energy erupted from beneath my feet into the void,
Whoosh!
In an instant, it formed a circular shape that seemed to swallow me whole.
Like the Nong Jo Yeon Woon technique of Musang Cheon Ryu—freely manipulating sword energy to tear my body apart in one breath.
Or rather, it should have torn me apart.
Whiiing!
From within the circular black sword energy, a gust of wind blew forth, and a faint light began to emanate from inside.
Crash!
In an instant, the dark sword qi that had surrounded everything shattered completely, and a black iron sword slowly revealed itself beneath.
I had destroyed all the circling sword qi with the iron sword I wielded.
Hum! Hum!
A low resonance echoed from the blade.
‘Heavenly Divine Energy?’
What I felt through the vibration was…
None other than a demand to infuse the Water Crystal Divine Energy and Thunder Lightning Divine Energy within my body into the sword.
‘The sword is demanding the power of Heavenly Divine Energy?’
I was bewildered.
A sword was demanding Heavenly Divine Energy, which contained the power of nature itself?
Hum hum hum!
As the sword whined again, I couldn’t help but be astonished.
‘Even if I wanted to give it, all the energy within my body is sealed.’
Had the sword read that thought?
The vibrations flowing from the blade intensified, and suddenly a mysterious force was injected into my meridians.
Then, as if the twisted and tangled energy channels were returning to their proper places,
Whoosh. Crackle.
The sealed Heavenly Divine Energy returned to its original state.
Without realizing it, I naturally infused those energies into the sword.
Zing.
Then a faint radiance began to flicker from the blade, and gradually mysterious patterns with golden and crimson hues emerged across the sword’s surface.
Hum hum.
As the light from the patterns deepened, a resonance rang out from the sword.
It was as if it were clamoring to quickly shatter the Heavenly Blood Acupoint.
‘What kind of sword is this?’
Divine swords only benefit humans, while demonic swords demand something to unleash their functions.
But this sword was neither.
It made demands, yet what it desired was Heavenly Divine Energy that a demonic sword could never contain.
And to consume that Heavenly Divine Energy, it was exhibiting the bizarre function of reorganizing my energy channels…
“What in the world is that?!”
Cheon Hwa In, staring at the demonic sword that now held mysterious radiance, swung the Heavenly Blood Acupoint once more.
Boom!
The black mist erupting from the Heavenly Blood Acupoint took the form of a beast and coiled around my body.
Bang!
As I swung the sword, my body was pushed backward with a thunderous impact.
‘So it was just a change in appearance?’
I had thought that since it now contained Heavenly Divine Energy, the power of Thunder Lightning Divine Energy or Water Crystal Divine Energy would pour forth.
But both energies seemed to be used only in creating the patterns on the blade, showing no particular increase in power.
“Die!”
Boom! Boom!
From Cheon Hwa In’s blood essence, beast-shaped sword qi poured forth without end.
‘I cannot block that.’
I whispered to the demonic blade that gleamed with its mysterious inscriptions,
Whiiiing!
The radiance of the patterns carved into the blade grew more intense, and once again a refreshing force pierced through my body.
‘It’s broken through.’
In an instant, the meridians that had been blocked opened, and I could use my inner strength again.
Whoosh!
As I infused my inner strength and swung the blade, all the beast-like sword qi vanished.
Flash! Flash!
With each swing of the demonic blade infused with inner strength, it released a radiance that seared the eyes.
Slash!
As the sword qi of Crescent Moon Reflection Technique cut through the mist, Cheon Hwa In’s form hidden within the black fog was revealed.
“How!”
‘Now!’
Spotting Cheon Hwa In’s opening, I infused my inner strength and swung the blade with full force.
Shhiiiik!
The entire world seemed to slow, and the crimson radiance extending from the blade slowly stretched toward Cheon Hwa In’s neck.
Shooting Star Crossing Moon Technique.
The supreme sword technique combining the principles of Musang Cheon Ryu and Blood Dew Seven Techniques unfolded once more.
Clang!
Cheon Hwa In’s blood essence, as if to protect its user’s life, created a black sword membrane and blocked the sword qi of the Shooting Star Crossing Moon Technique.
Then my sword technique changed once again.
Shatter! Shatter! Shatter!
Dozens of sword qi suddenly rained down from above Cheon Hwa In’s head onto his body.
The Musang Cheon Ryu style fourth technique that could freely prepare and move sword qi.
It was Nong Jo Yeon Woon’s Breaking Escape Technique.
Pap pap pap pap.
As the sword qi pouring like rain pierced through his body, Cheon Hwa In’s movements stopped.
“Ah.”
Pierced through entirely by the Nong Jo Yeon Woon technique, Cheon Hwa In’s demonic energy dissipated, and his eyes became clear.
“I…”
As if memories of the countless people he had slaughtered while devoid of reason came flooding back, he trembled with unfocused eyes.
“Seon Woo Jin.”
Lifting his head, Cheon Hwa In stared directly into my calm eyes and spoke in a low voice.
“You… never saw me here.”
Those were the last words he left in this world.
Boom!
With the explosion, his body scattered in all directions.
As his breath ceased, the power of the Cheon In Blood contained within his body could no longer be contained, and he exploded in a violent death.
Thud thud.
Where Cheon Hwa In had stood, only crimson fragments and bodily fluids remained.
Clang.
The Cheon In Blood fell pathetically to the ground.
Whoom! Whoom!
Then a low resonance emanated from the demonic blade Bu Eunseol held.
And the radiance of the patterns inscribed on the blade began to blaze like the sun.
“Destroy it?”
The demonic blade was urging her to immediately shatter the Cheon In Blood that had fallen to the ground.
“Can it even be destroyed? The Cheon In Blood?”
Bu Eunseol asked, looking down at the blade.
Whoom whoom whoom!
The blade began resonating even louder, as if possessed by a spirit.
Kyaaaah!
Had it sensed its final moments?
Or was it resentful at having been defeated without unleashing its complete power?
A wail like a scream erupted from the Cheon In Blood lying on the ground.
“A demonic blade like this must disappear from Murim.”
Bu Eunseol walked toward where the Cheon In Blood lay.
Whoom!
She then created a vacuum with her technique, lifting the Cheon In Blood into the air, and struck with all her might with the blade.
Deang!
A sound like a temple bell rang out across the world.
Thunk. Crackle crackle.
The Cheon In Blood that fell to the ground was split into several pieces, pouring forth blood identical to that of humans.
Yet the demonic blade in Bu Eunseol’s grip bore not a single scratch.
Rather, the patterns emitted an even more intense light—a radiance that resembled a monster satisfied with its meal, contentedly patting its belly.
Kurrr.
And as if its task were complete, the mysterious patterns inscribed on the blade vanished along with a grotesque sound.

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