The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 552

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Chapter 552.
“How is this possible.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong exhaled a curse, blinking rapidly.
From the perspective of one who had wielded a blade his entire life, this was utterly incomprehensible.
Could Bu Eunseol have truly broken through the Extreme Heavenly Realm?
‘No, that woman has not reached the Celestial Human Domain.’
When one breaks through the Extreme Heavenly Realm, those of the Orthodox Sects either overflow with the aura of Dharma Heaven Golden Thread or gain the body of Golden Stillness Divine Form.
Those of the Demonic Path either retain the aura of Demonic God Dharma Form or acquire the flesh of Annihilation World Black Spirit God.
Yet Bu Eunseol displayed none of these four phenomena.
And Mu Gyeol was clearly still dwelling in the Extreme Heavenly Realm.
‘Or perhaps it is not the Extreme Heavenly Realm at all?’
Heon Won Dam Cheong was bewildered.
Looking more closely, something was indeed emanating from Bu Eunseol’s body.
But it was neither the aura of Dharma Heaven Golden Thread nor the aura of Demonic God Dharma Form.
Nor was it the body of Golden Stillness Divine Form or the body of Annihilation World Black Spirit God.
An unidentifiable essence.
A monstrous form woven from chaotic and incomprehensible auras—was that not what she possessed?
“What are you doing right now.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong asked, his voice trembling.
“What exactly are you cultivating!”
“I do not know myself.”
“You do not know?”
“I am simply walking the path I must walk.”
After a brief silence, Bu Eunseol spoke with a calm expression, shifting the subject.
“It seems I have unraveled the sword principles and sword momentum of the Natural Sword.
“What?”
“Will you now switch to the sword techniques? I shall unravel the sword techniques of the Natural Sword.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong’s expression went blank.
“You will unravel the sword techniques.”
“Is that not necessary to completely unravel the sword method?”
Crunch.
Heon Won Dam Cheong clenched his fist tightly.
‘If I do not kill this creature here, there will never be another opportunity.’
If I allowed Bu Eunseol to continue as she was, eventually I would not even be able to kill her even if I desired it.
“If you wish, I will not object even if you unleash the Ten Thousand Phenomena Eclipse.”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly, as if reading his thoughts.
“I will never resent you, Elder.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong stared intently at Bu Eunseol.
Her eyes were as clear as an autumn sky reflected in a well, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
‘How could I make such a decision.’
It was Heon Won Dam Cheong’s final pride.
The promise made from the beginning was to break through the Natural Sword technique.
If he were to break that promise and unleash attacks instead, he would deserve to be called the Fallen Sovereign rather than the Sword Sovereign.
“Very well.”
Whoooosh.
In that instant, a gentle wind swept across Bu Eunseol’s body.
Though invisible to the eye, it was a sword technique.
It resembled an impossibly tangled skein of thread, yet also a dizzying geometric pattern.
A thousand transformations, ten thousand changes.
The sword form of the Natural Sword could transform into anything, and it carried within it the power of nature itself.
It was truly a flawless sword form.
‘So that’s it.’
Bu Eunseol finally understood.
Having at last grasped the method to break through the Natural Sword technique, Bu Eunseol planted the Muk Hon Sword into the ground.
And she closed her eyes.
Shhhhh.
In that moment, hundreds of wounds appeared across Bu Eunseol’s body.
Blood dripped steadily, yet no fatal injury was visible anywhere.
In the end, Bu Eunseol had.
Simply by standing still, cleanly broken through all the sword forms of the Natural Sword technique.
“How is this possible.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong’s eyes widened in shock.
Now he had neither the strength to be amazed nor the voice to cry out.
“How… how did you break through this sword technique?”
Bu Eunseol explained calmly.
“Is it not inevitable that a flawless sword form cannot be executed by an imperfect human being?”
The Natural Sword technique was flawless.
The problem was that the human executing it was not flawless.
An imperfect being attempting to create and execute something perfect necessarily becomes imperfect itself.
Therefore, there was no need to break through the technique at all; merely by standing still.
The Natural Sword technique passed through his body.
“Hehehehe.”
Geom Joon, Heon Won Dam Cheong, let out a hollow laugh.
In truth, he too had known this.
Since creating the Natural Sword.
After three years of refinement, he had realized that this Natural Sword technique could not be executed by any human.
The great master who had reached the pinnacle of the blade wasted three years, yet this young one grasped it all in merely four days.
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Heon Won Dam Cheong asked in a bewildered voice.
Heon Won Dam Cheong asked in a confused voice.
“What exactly are you!”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“If that were the case, the Ascension to the Absolute should have already begun!”
He cried out as if unable to comprehend.
“Why does Mu Wei still remain in the Extreme Heaven Realm? Why hasn’t she stepped into the Celestial Human Boundary?”
“I’m not entirely certain about the Absolute Realm or any of that.”
“What did you just say?”
“I simply didn’t wish to walk the path others had already walked.”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“That’s why Gak Ju also ceased his instruction.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong’s expression became as if he were gazing upon a monster.
“You didn’t wish to walk the path others had already walked? And then? Did you perhaps create an entirely new realm?”
“I’m not certain of that either.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head and murmured.
“It’s simply that martial realms themselves are merely concepts created by others, so I wished they would all disappear….”
―Martial realms themselves are merely concepts created by others….
Heon Won Dam Cheong’s face darkened.
Since the beginning of Murim’s history, who had ever dared speak such words? What great master had harbored such audacious thoughts?
“So? You suppressed the Ascension to the Absolute?”
“I don’t know what I suppressed.”
“The Ascension to the Absolute! You’re telling me your body never emitted light and nothing ever appeared in your mind?”
Bu Eunseol searched her memory.
Now that she thought about it, she seemed to have experienced such phenomena when she first manifested her harmony.
“Now that you mention it, I believe such a thing did occur.”
“And then?”
“But it felt like I was merely following someone else’s path… so when I resolved to choose the path I wished to pioneer, that light vanished.”
“Madness! Such utter madness! At your age, to cast away the opportunity to reach the Absolute Realm with your own hands? Are you in your right mind?”
Heon Won Dam Cheong pounded his chest as if his fury would burst forth.
“At your age, you could even reach the Realm of Heaven that no one in Murim’s history has ever attained! And you cast it away?”
“The Realm of Heaven and all that….”
Bu Eunseol answered with an indifferent expression.
“That too is merely a realm created by others.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong’s eyes widened.
‘What manner of madness is this….’
He finally understood.
Bu Eunseol was a lunatic beyond all comprehension, one who would never appear again in all the world.
“You are utterly mad, completely and utterly mad.”
Every martial artist dreams of reaching a realm where they might look down upon all of Murim.
Yet this madwoman before him had manifested the Ascension to the Absolute, the very path to the Absolute Realm.
And she had cast away that precious opportunity with her own feet, walking instead down some bizarre and twisted path.
“Now that I have unraveled all the sword formations.”
Bu Eunseol extended her hand with confidence.
“Give me the Eternal Coin.”
In the end, I had utilized harmony to evade the Natural Sword’s power and discerned that the Sword Initial was incomplete.
In the end, I had shattered Geom Joon’s Natural Sword technique—something no one had ever broken before.
Perfectly, without a single word left to say.
“Even if you had broken the Natural Sword, No Bu would have killed you regardless.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong spoke with an extraordinarily grave voice, his words honest.
“Because if I let you live, the Ma Do Cheon Ha would unfold.”
Bu Eunseol had stepped beyond the Extreme Heaven Realm, walking down a strange and unconventional path that warriors did not tread.
Where it would lead remained unknown, what power I held in my grasp remained a mystery, and I could not manifest it perfectly.
Therefore, in terms of martial prowess alone.
Bu Eunseol could not defeat Heon Won Dam Cheong, who had reached the Limitless Realm.
In other words, if he so desired, I could never escape death.
“Then why didn’t you kill me?”
“Because you don’t desire the Ma Do Cheon Ha.”
“….”
“In all the history of Murim, not a single soul your age has ever manifested the Limitless Equal Realm. Ascending to the Thousand Intention Realm, that legendary height, is not even a dream….”
Heon Won Dam Cheong’s expression grew hollow.
“What kind of Demonic Path would a madman who kicks away such a thing without hesitation build? You’ll just ramble through Gangho as you please, and once you’ve achieved what you want, you’ll vanish without a trace.”
As he instantly grasped my nature, I smiled with admiration.
“You should have spread a straw mat instead of wielding a sword, sir.”
“Madwoman.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong withdrew the Eternal Coin from his robes.
“Take this, but I have a request.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong had lost the wager, so he could not impose conditions on Bu Eunseol.
That is why he called it a request instead.
“Speak, sir.”
“If you truly are the grandson of Chil Ji Ma Do… do not turn your back on Murim.”
Had it been the past, I would not have understood those words.
But now I knew.
Chil Ji Ma Do was not the bloodthirsty embodiment of the Demonic Path—it was an organization formed to help countless people and save Murim.
“Do you perhaps know of the Absolute Demon Blade Plan, sir?”
According to Dam Jeung, the abbot of Hyul Shaolin, all those who knew of the Absolute Demon Blade Plan had been slain.
If Sam Gye could assassinate even the abbot surrounded by three thousand disciples of Shaolin, there was no reason they could not kill Geom Joon, who wandered Murim alone.
Still, I asked on the slim chance that he might know.
“I’ve heard the name somewhere.”
Heon Won Dam Cheong stroked his chin.
“Because of some nonsense spouted by Mo Ryun, a prophet of old, I heard the Orthodox Sects planned something under that name.”
He asked with a suspicious expression.
“But how do you know of it?”
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath.
In the end, Heon Won Dam Cheong only knew that Bu Chanyang was a man of righteous deeds.
The Absolute Demon Path Plan seemed to be something he had merely heard about in passing from somewhere.
“I also happened to hear that such a matter existed. Since I knew no one else, I asked on the chance you might know.”
Bu Eunseol swiftly changed the subject.
“The Gratitude Coin is not meant for wicked purposes, so you need not worry.”
“Hmm.”
As Geom Joon handed over the Gratitude Coin, Bu Eunseol clasped her hands together in delight.
“Thank you.”
Bu Eunseol accepted the Gratitude Coin.
In the past, Shin San Ja had said he did not know the exact identity of the one who killed his grandfather.
That meant he would never be able to uncover the truth about Hyung Su, who had killed his grandfather.
Now she intended to hear the story about Baek Ri Mu Ha.
“Take care of yourself, Elder.”
And without hesitation, she turned to leave.
Heon Won Dam Cheong watched her departing figure and murmured softly.
“What a pity.”
The attempt to walk a new path.
Though it might have profound influence on future generations… it is like abandoning a well-paved road and deliberately driving a carriage through muddy terrain.
“To forsake the quickest route and struggle through pathless wilderness instead.”
Then, as a certain thought crossed his mind, he shook his head.
“No, perhaps that is not quite right.”
Perhaps by walking this new path, one could achieve such rapid mastery of martial arts.
When one finally reaches the destination.
One might ascend to heights no one has ever reached before.
“As the saying goes: the rear waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves.”
It meant the waters behind drive forward the waters ahead.
Geom Joon, who once dominated the Murim.
He had become a figure of the past, and now the age of new heroes was dawning.
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Having obtained the Gratitude Coin, Bu Eunseol immediately sought out Cheon Dun Ryeong, where she had promised to meet Mu Gyeol.
At last, an opportunity had arisen to uncover the truth of her origins, yet her expression remained dark.
‘I wonder what scheme he is plotting now.’
When Bu Eunseol found Mu Gyeol, she could sense it.
Shin San Ja was also a man who sought to pull the threads of her fate and manipulate her destiny.
What if he had never intended to hand over the Gratitude Coin?
He would not have told Mu Gyeol that Geom Joon was at Man Seon Bong, nor would he have commanded him to test her martial arts.
“If you speak nonsense, I will surely sever your neck.”
At that time, Bu Eunseol had spoken thus to Mu Gyeol.
And she had meant every word.
If I give a vague answer to this question, or if I sense even a hint of an attempt to manipulate me?
I would discard the identity of Seon Woo Jin without hesitation, and even if it meant facing defeat.
I have resolved to stake my life and fight Shin San Ja.
Whoosh!
At last, upon arriving at Cheon Dun Ryeong, an endless plain stretched before me.
A mad gale howled across the land, and the sky had turned a murky grey.
It felt as though the end of the world was approaching.
Thud, thud.
Bu Eunseol walked forward, yet no one was visible anywhere across this vast expanse.
Yet I could sense it.
Somewhere across this boundless plain, someone was watching me.
Only because I had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
One could conceal their body in a single gust of wind, in the flutter of scattered leaves.
Whoosh.
Then, from the distant sky came the sound of tearing air, and a man in white descended through the void. It was Mu Gyeol.
“Where is Shin San Ja?”
At Bu Eunseol’s question, Mu Gyeol smiled faintly.
“He has already arrived.”
Hum.
In an instant, Bu Eunseol’s pupils dilated greatly, and a transparent current of energy radiated from her body.
She was deploying the extreme senses of the Beast Path to locate Shin San Ja’s presence.
‘It cannot be.’
Shin San Ja was presumed to be Jeong Cheon Je. No matter how much Bu Eunseol heightened her senses, she could not detect even a trace of him.
Not even a whisper of his presence could be felt.
“And I should mention this beforehand.”
Then Mu Gyeol spoke.
“My Master said that since this matter was of your insistence… he will answer only the questions you ask, and then depart.”
In other words, there would be no long conversation as there had been before.
“Do you accept this?”
Shin San Ja had anticipated that Bu Eunseol was filled with dissatisfaction and anger toward him.
Therefore, before recovering the Debt of Gratitude, he was raising this matter to confirm once more.
‘How thorough.’
In truth, beyond questions about my grandfather and father, there was so much more I wished to ask.
Why the identity of Seon Woo Jin was created, what exactly he desired from me, and whether Shin San Ja was truly Jeong Cheon Je.
But Shin San Ja had made it clear he would engage in no conversation whatsoever beyond answering my questions.
“Very well.”
Bu Eunseol’s heart swelled with discontent, but she nodded.
“Let it be so.”
“Good.”
Mu Gyeol extended his hand.
“You’re asking for the Treasure of Gratitude.”
“You won’t even reveal yourself?”
“That’s right. The elder will speak with you through my mouth.”
I furrowed my brow.
If one truly wished to hide, there were countless better places to do so.
So why had Shin San Ja summoned me to this open expanse, and why insist on speaking through Mu Gyeol’s voice?
Thud.
I hurled the Treasure of Gratitude toward Mu Gyeol.
Mu Gyeol then smiled calmly and opened his mouth.
“He says you should ask.”
I drew a deep breath.
“Have you still not found the exact culprit who killed my grandfather?”
“That’s what he says.”
Mu Gyeol continued immediately.
“He’s telling you to ask something else.”
I took another deep breath.
Besides matters concerning my grandfather, there was only one thing I needed to ask Shin San Ja.
Baek Ri Mu Ha.
I had to extract as much information as possible about Baek Ri Mu Ha with a single question.
‘Then this is the only question that matters.’
After drawing a deep breath, I posed a question that cut straight to the heart of the matter.
“Baek Ri Mu Ha, the mysterious master known as the greatest enigma in Murim.”
I spoke in a low voice after taking another deep breath.
“Tell me everything you know about him.”
Baek Ri Mu Ha’s true identity had never been properly revealed until now.
Because of this, rumors circulated that he was the Emperor’s illegitimate child.
Or that he was the disciple of Gwan Bi, the supreme master of the Imperial Palace, and the first person to open the Imperial Treasury—various speculations had spread.
But if Shin San Ja knew his true identity?
With this single question, I could grasp exactly what kind of person Baek Ri Mu Ha was.
“Baek Ri Mu Ha is…”
Then Mu Gyeol’s mouth opened.
And an answer flowed forth that was utterly shocking and completely unexpected.
“A descendant of the legendary Baek Ri clan, the most brilliant talent under heaven, and the heir destined to rule over all of Sam Gye.”
Boom.
The shock struck me so hard that my vision darkened.
The heir of Sam Gye.
The mysterious master known as the greatest enigma in Murim.
Was the heir of Sam Gye?
Then that meant I was the son of Sam Gye’s heir?
Stagger.
Bu Eunseol’s body swayed.
Nausea rose in her throat, and she felt the urge to retch.
Shin San Ja does not lie.
If Baek Ri Mu Ha, the mysterious master once called the greatest expert in Murim, was the successor of Sam Gye?
Then by natural consequence, I would become the son of Sam Gye’s successor.
―…If you cast away your strength and abandon even this blade, how could you possibly stand against them? Sam Gye can no longer protect you.
Suddenly, when I had obtained the Lightning Divine Technique, a memory surfaced.
A conversation between Father and some other figure echoed in my mind.

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