The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 571

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Chapter 571.
Whoooosh!
Baek Mu Sung’s expression grew increasingly dark as he guided the wounded team members while deploying the Flowing Wind Technique.
Though he had sealed the Blood Sealing Point, blood continued to flow endlessly from the team members’ wounds, and their skin gradually turned black.
At this rate, they would not survive much longer.
Hummmmm!
He paused his lightness technique momentarily, drawing upon the Prajna Immortal Art to infuse his vital energy into the team members.
Yet the darkened skin only briefly returned to its normal color before the bleeding resumed unabated.
‘Is there truly no way to stop this demonic energy?’
Baek Mu Sung bit his lip.
Throughout his years traversing the Gangho, he had encountered countless formidable opponents, yet had never been defeated even once.
But that Killing Ghost possessed a recovery rate that transcended human limits, and moreover—
Was it not wielding bizarre dark arts that could not be broken through martial technique?
Boom!
At that moment, a faint explosion and tremor echoed dimly through the air.
It seemed the battle between Seon Woo Jin and the Killing Ghost had erupted.
‘Come to think of it.’
Upon reflection, it was strange.
The White Spirit Killing Energy that could not be dissipated or blocked even by the Seventy-Two Techniques of Shaolin—had he not severed it with ease?
‘Has he ascended to a realm higher than mine?’
Baek Mu Sung shook his head.
He had mastered not only the Seventy-Two Techniques but also the wonders of Blood Shaolin.
Even if Seon Woo Jin had reached the realm of Perfect Return, he could gauge his martial prowess in an instant.
‘Could it be… the realm of Serene Stillness?’
When internal and external cultivation reach their extreme, and the body attains the realm of Six Transformations and Golden Origin—
One enters a state of Serene Stillness, where no energy is emitted until force is exerted.
Could Seon Woo Jin have surpassed his own martial cultivation, reaching a state where his power cannot be gauged?
Boom! Boom!
Meanwhile, explosions erupted in rapid succession.
Baek Mu Sung’s heart grew anxious.
‘I have been far too arrogant.’
The reason he had maintained such a composed demeanor all this time was—
Because he had always held superiority and initiative before anyone.
After all, humans cannot help but be magnanimous toward those beneath them.
Among the younger generation, none possessed qualities comparable to his, and once he became the disciple of Bul Jon, his fortune rose immeasurably.
Until now, the only time he had failed to hold the initiative was before the woman he admired, Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
But what if Seon Woo Jin was a figure who surpassed him?
What if he alone could fell the Killing Ghost that Baek Mu Sung could not handle?
The consequences thereafter… he did not even wish to imagine.
Whoooosh!
Baek Mu Sung, who had been continuously stirring up gales of wind, arrived at a small village near Dae Ryun Mountain.
However, the Team Members who had sustained fatal wounds were already lifeless.
Baek Mu Sung lowered his head.
These were all Team Members he had personally trained, and they had departed the Murim Alliance with high spirits, tasked with eliminating Sal Gwi.
Yet they could not withstand Jisalseong’s terrifying power, and ultimately became guests who would never return.
‘This cannot continue.’
Focus drained from Baek Mu Sung’s eyes.
To stand tall through his own strength alone, to obtain Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
He had come to the Murim Alliance despite fierce opposition from the forces behind the scenes.
But if he were to return to the Murim Alliance having lost all his subordinates like this? All his plans would crumble to nothing.
“….”
Baek Mu Sung stared blankly at the fallen Team Members,
Whoooosh!
Channeling his full power to unleash the Heavenly Bridge technique, he rushed toward the village where Jisalseong was.
Roaaaaar!
Becoming a streak of meteoric light across Half-Sky, Baek Mu Sung screamed within his heart.
‘This absolutely cannot happen!’
* * *
[I see.]
Wrapped in transparent energy,
Jisalseong, observing Bu Eunseol who had blocked the White Spirit Killing Aura, let out a cold laugh.
[So you were from the Wol Young Dae.]
Within the Murim Alliance, there existed the Pa Sa Jeon Dae, which specialized in researching mystical arts and barrier techniques—none other than the Wol Young Dae.
They trained in techniques capable of blocking unholy forces.
Jisalseong believed the energy flowing from Bu Eunseol’s body was the Demon-Sealing Technique that the members of the Wol Young Dae had mastered.
[But even if you block that, it changes nothing.]
His expression was composed.
The White Spirit Killing Aura possessed several mysterious functions.
It could cling to an enemy’s body and allow the deployment of similar martial techniques, or unleash sharp blade force—but moreover…
Through the recoil touching the skin, one could instantly gauge the level of martial prowess.
‘Inner strength at the three-hundred-year level, martial mastery just beyond the threshold of the Transcendent Realm.’
Jisalseong let out a cold laugh.
Aside from the power that blocked the White Spirit Killing Aura, compared to that young man who had unleashed Shaolin martial techniques earlier, this one fell far short.
‘Then that works in my favor.’
Jisalseong wore a cruel smile.
He had conceived of a method to swiftly eliminate this troublesome opponent.
Roaaaaar!
Yet from the distant sky, the sound of tearing space echoed.
In that moment, Baek Mu Sung had already arrived.
Crash!
The moment Baek Mu Sung arrived, he unleashed the Buddha’s Light Illuminates All technique, spreading his force across a vast radius.
Boom!
The colossal palm shadow left a handprint four feet wide in the area where Jisalseong had been standing.
“Brother Baek.”
Bu Eunseol watched as Baek Mu Sung landed beside her and asked calmly.
“Are the Team Members safe?”
Flinch.
Baek Mu Sung trembled slightly instead of answering.
Whoosh.
In that same instant, a gentle breeze emanated from his clenched fist, spreading toward Jisalseong.
Boom!
Jisalseong quickly sidestepped.
At the same moment, the boulder behind where he had been standing shattered into fragments.
It was the legendary technique of Shaolin—the Hundred Step Divine Fist—which allowed one to unleash power from any stance once reaching the pinnacle.
“I must kill this wretch to appease the vengeful spirits of my fallen Team Members.”
Bloodshot veins filled Baek Mu Sung’s eyes.
“So do not interfere.”
Whoosh!
Baek Mu Sung charged forward like a madman, hurling himself at Jisalseong.
Moving at superhuman speed, his silhouette vanished entirely, with only his black hair occasionally visible, dancing in a blur.
The full force of Shaolin’s techniques became a tempest that seemed ready to sweep the world away.
The aftermath was tremendous.
Even Bu Eunseol, standing well outside the epicenter, felt an overwhelming pressure crushing against her chest.
[Quite the momentum.]
Jisalseong, evading attacks with lightning-quick movements, bared his white teeth.
Whoosh. Crash!
The corpses of Baek Mu Sung’s Team Members who had fallen in the village shot out like arrows.
“Brother Baek!”
Bu Eunseol immediately stepped forward, using the Butterfly Embraces Jade technique to safely catch each falling body one by one.
In that moment, Baek Mu Sung spotted an opening in Jisalseong’s movements and closed the distance.
Crash!
Jisalseong then surrounded himself with a wall of White Spirit Killing Qi.
“Brother Baek! It’s a trap!”
Bu Eunseol cried out while catching the bodies of the Team Members one by one.
But Baek Mu Sung paid no heed and broke through the wall of White Spirit Killing Qi, entering within.
Crash!
The moment Baek Mu Sung entered the White Spirit Killing Qi, as if waiting for this very instant.
Hundreds of White Spirit Killing Qi spikes began sprouting from within like cactus thorns.
Shwip shwip shwip!
Finally, Baek Mu Sung stopped moving, pierced through by the White Spirit Killing Qi.
[I’ve got you now.]
Jisalseong burst into a delighted, vicious laugh.
If I kill this Shaolin disciple, I’ll gain power far greater than slaughtering thousands.
[Once the White Spirit Killing Qi strikes true, the body cannot move.]
Whoosh!
Jisalseong extended his hand toward Baek Mu Sung’s head.
[Now die.]
Crackle!
Just as the razor-sharp White Spirit Killing Qi began to coil around Baek Mu Sung’s neck,
“I’ve been waiting for this moment.”
Seizing the opportunity for a reversal, fierce flames ignited in Baek Mu Sung’s eyes.
He had deliberately pierced through the barrier of White Spirit Killing Qi, knowing it was a trap.
Otherwise, he could not seize the perfect chance to eliminate Jisalseong. Without this, he could never claim Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
Boom!
A magnificent aura erupted from Baek Mu Sung’s body, radiating golden brilliance.
Snap.
In that same instant, Baek Mu Sung seized Jisalseong’s throat.
He unleashed the Prajna Great Ability he had concealed all this time, expelling the White Spirit Killing Qi from his body and moving in a single, fluid motion.
“This is a power that cannot exist without dharma force.”
Golden radiance swirled in Baek Mu Sung’s eyes.
“Evil belongs in Hell.”
Crack.
Pouring all his Prajna Great Ability into the blow, he shattered Jisalseong’s neck.
Thud.
Jisalseong let out no final scream as his neck twisted grotesquely, becoming a cold corpse.
All vital signs vanished instantly—death was certain.
“Hah… hah…”
Having disposed of Jisalseong, Baek Mu Sung staggered, breathing heavily.
“I sacrificed flesh to gain bone.”
He gazed down at Jisalseong’s corpse, a bright smile crossing his face.
He had triumphed in a gamble fraught with danger, and at last, he had eliminated that vicious Killing Ghost with his own hands.
“I apologize.”
After taking a deep breath, Baek Mu Sung looked at Bu Eunseol and spoke his honest feelings.
“Because I thought you were a step below me, I could confidently propose competition.”
Now that he knew Seon Woo Jin was as strong as himself, the composure that had always graced his face had completely vanished.
“Everything I’ve shown until now was a lie.”
The thought that Seon Woo Jin might surpass him and claim the position of Lord filled him with dread.
If he lost his advantage in this state, he might never recover his confidence.
Once momentum is lost, the opportunity to reclaim it rarely comes easily.
That was why he had pushed himself to eliminate the Killing Ghost at any cost.
“Baek Hyung.”
As Bu Eunseol drew closer, Baek Mu Sung’s expression twisted into something bitter as he muttered.
“On a day like this, asking for understanding….”
Crack!
Then something extraordinary occurred.
Jisalseong, whose neck had been broken and whose breath had ceased, suddenly opened his eyes wide and unleashed a torrent of overwhelming force directly at Baek Mu Sung.
How could one who had completely stopped breathing and whose heart had ceased beating suddenly return to life?
“Danger!”
It was Bu Eunseol who sensed Jisalseong’s reaction first.
And I instinctively threw myself forward to intercept the force pouring toward Baek Mu Sung.
Boom!
The overwhelming energy pierced through.
Bu Eunseol was sent flying backward dozens of paces as if struck by a falling boulder.
It was a strange power entirely different from the White Spirit Killing Force.
“Lord Seon Woo!”
Baek Mu Sung, startled greatly, turned to rush toward Bu Eunseol’s aid.
Crack!
But Jisalseong had already calculated even this response from Baek Mu Sung.
The moment he turned, a sharp blade of force curved in a semicircle and pierced toward his neck.
“Ugh.”
Baek Mu Sung was greatly alarmed, but in that instant he raised his right forearm to block the force.
Screech.
Yet the force penetrated through his forearm and unleashed a sharp, vicious energy within.
“Argh.”
As the malevolent force burrowed through his body, Baek Mu Sung threw his head back and let out a deep groan.
Boom!
Simultaneously, a vibration like the sound of a temple bell resonated from his body.
Jisalseong had unleashed the White Spirit Killing Force once more, striking his back.
“Cough.”
Finally, Baek Mu Sung spat out a thick clot of blood.
His Diamond Indestructible Body Technique activated on its own, but the sudden nature of the assault prevented him from completely defending against it.
“Ugh, hah!”
As his vision darkened and consciousness grew hazy, Baek Mu Sung released a battle cry and extended both palms.
It was the Diamond Prajna Palm, infused with the accumulated power of his entire life.
Thud.
But before the force of his palms could even touch Jisalseong’s body, he lost consciousness.
Crack.
Jisalseong straightened his broken neck and slowly rose to his feet.
[So I’ve been forced to use my trump card.]
And he walked toward the unconscious Baek Mu Sung.
Whoosh!
Dozens of strands of white spirit-killing energy erupted from behind him.
He intended to sever Baek Mu Sung’s neck while he remained unconscious.
“If I kill you, I will ascend to the Ultimate Realm in a single breath.”
Crack!
Just as the sharp energy finally converged into one, ready to split Baek Mu Sung’s neck,
It stopped.
The gleaming black energy suddenly halted its movement in mid-air.
[When did she—]
Jisalseong’s eyes widened in shock.
Bu Eunseol, who had been sent flying backward, had somehow returned,
Pouring forth a transparent, azure aura in a circular pattern to form a massive barrier.
Crystalline shimmer.
The white spirit-killing energy that touched the crystal energy had transformed its nature, becoming hard as solid rock.
Crack!
Bu Eunseol, having shattered the hardened white spirit-killing energy like glass, did not even glance at Jisalseong as she examined Baek Mu Sung’s condition.
‘This is…’
Bu Eunseol’s expression grew grave as she inspected his body.
Baek Mu Sung’s life was not in immediate danger, but the problem lay in the vicious energy that had burrowed into his right forearm.
The sharp energy had ravaged all the nerves and muscles in his right forearm.
Even if Hwa Ta were to return from the dead, he would not be able to fully restore the arm in this state.
“Brother Baek.”
As Bu Eunseol pressed the vital point of the unconscious Baek Mu Sung, a flash of pain crossed her eyes.
All he had ever desired was Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s love.
But to someone with whom he had shared a deep bond,
He had revealed the sordid truth hidden beneath the name Geum Jeong Shin Ryong.
And now, with his arm crippled as well… he might very well plunge into an abyss of irreversible despair.
A tremor ran through her.
As Bu Eunseol turned her body, a blood-red radiance like an active volcano poured from her eyes.
Step by step.
Bu Eunseol walked directly toward Jisalseong and spoke in a low voice.
“You are not worthy of living.”
It was the final ultimatum of the Yama King.
[Kekeke… Kahahaha!]
Jisalseong burst into laughter instead.
As long as the corpses he had slaughtered lay scattered around him, he was like a god ruling this land.
Moreover, through the energy rising from the earth, he had instantly discerned that Baek Mu Sung possessed tremendous skill and inner power.
Of course, he had also grasped that Bu Eunseol possessed considerable inner power to unleash sword techniques.
But aside from that, she was merely an ordinary master with no other remarkable qualities.
[What confidence does she possess…]
Jisalseong’s eyes widened as he stared at Bu Eunseol, a scornful smirk playing at his lips.
A sharp whistling sound cut through the air.
From the body of the young man he had dismissed as ordinary, a formidable energy was now radiating outward—something he had never sensed before.
[Who are you?]
A deafening explosion erupted.
Jisalseong’s body was hurled backward more than twenty paces by the blast.
A thunderous crash echoed as stone shattered.
Like a cannonball, he tore through a massive boulder and crashed grotesquely into the ground.
Heavy footsteps approached through the dust.
A shadow with crimson eyes blazing emerged from the haze, looming over Jisalseong.
[Hehehehe.]
Yet Jisalseong seemed oblivious to pain, laughing darkly as he pushed himself upright.
[With fists alone….]
A sharp metallic ring pierced the silence.
Before he could finish, Muk Hon’s blade flashed brilliantly from its sheath.
A piercing whistle sang out.
In that instant, crimson energy exploded outward in all directions, and time itself seemed to freeze.
A supreme killing sword technique that seized the fleeting moment and delivered death in a single breath.
Tal Yuseong Chuwol Style had been unleashed.
A sharp scraping sound.
Jisalseong stood frozen at an angle, as if encased in ice.
A spray of blood erupted.
Blood fountained three feet high from his severed neck.
He had not anticipated that such an inescapable supreme killing technique would unfold at such close range.
Jisalseong remained motionless, his eyes wide with shock.
A dull thud.
His body crumpled like straw.
Bu Eunseol had ended his life with a single move.
“Rise.”
Bu Eunseol, her eyes burning crimson, spoke in a low voice as she gazed down at Jisalseong.
“I know you haven’t truly died.”
A faint tremor rippled through the air.
The fallen Jisalseong bent his body like a bow, then slowly pushed himself upright.
[Remarkable swordsmanship.]
Jisalseong’s eyes flashed with genuine astonishment.
[And an extreme killing technique at that. Does the Murim Alliance teach such things these days?]
“I will not kill you in a single stroke.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes burned with hellfire far more scorching than the flames of perdition itself.
“First, I will make you feel despair and terror. Then, I will kill you.”
[Hehehehe.]
Despite witnessing Bu Eunseol’s terrifying martial prowess, Jisalseong maintained an easy smile.
[Since entering Murim, I have never encountered anyone as exceptional as you.]
He licked his crimson tongue and nodded while gazing at Bu Eunseol.
[If I kill you, No Bu will ascend to the extreme realm and be able to wield the perfect White Spirit Killing Technique.]
Crash!
At that very moment, dozens of White Spirit Killing Techniques erupted from the ground in a radius of ten zhang, surging skyward before descending at ferocious speed.
Yet they were not aimed at Bu Eunseol—instead, they were piercing toward the distant, fallen Baek Mu Sung!
Recognizing Bu Eunseol’s martial skill to be overwhelmingly superior, Jisalseong deliberately targeted Baek Mu Sung to create an opening.
Whoosh!
In the end, Bu Eunseol threw herself into the tempest of White Spirit Killing Techniques to save Baek Mu Sung.
Jisalseong seized the opportunity, driving malevolent force into Bu Eunseol’s vital points.
In truth, it was not the White Spirit Killing Technique at all—but rather hand force unleashed through the Forbidden Demon Soul Summoning Hand, a technique capable of cleaving even precious swords in two.
Astoundingly, Jisalseong wielded not only bizarre power, but also the Absolute Annihilation Demonic Art, a technique thought extinct in Murim.
[Hehehehe! You could never have imagined such methods, could you?]
Bu Eunseol, struck by the cascading hand force, appeared as though pierced by dozens of black spears.
[Since this is orthodox demonic cultivation, it cannot be blocked by Demonic Path techniques.]
Thud.
Yet disbelief flickered in the eyes of Jisalseong, who had been laughing wildly.
The Forbidden Demon Soul Summoning Hand, capable of penetrating iron rock itself, could not pierce Bu Eunseol’s skin—it simply halted, embedded within her flesh.
[How is this possible.]
“The Forbidden Demon Soul Summoning Hand.”
Bu Eunseol smiled coldly, observing the hand force burrowed into her body.
“You wield it like a crude imitation of the Yielding Truth Seal.”
Zing.
Upon closer inspection, black true qi rose from Bu Eunseol’s body, pushing back the hand force of the Forbidden Demon Soul Summoning Hand with equal force.
It was none other than the Yielding Truth Seal from the Sealing Truth Forbidden Scripture—Ma Cheon Je’s exclusive secret art.
[Who… who are you!]
As Jisalseong cried out with eyes wide, Bu Eunseol, raising the Muk Hon Sword, spoke coldly.
“Ask the Yama King yourself.”
Crack.
Fury flowed from the eyes of Jisalseong, who had long concealed his emotions.
He had always stolen life with ease as though he were Death itself, reigning supreme over humanity.
Yet this young upstart possessed power that surpassed his own, and he was consumed by humiliation and rage.
[Insolent wretch.]
Whoooosh!
Jisalseong drew upon his full power to unleash the White Spirit Killing Technique.
Black smoke rose from the corpses scattered throughout the village, beginning to stain the entire sky pitch black.
Roooooar!
The White Spirit Killing Technique, which had blackened the sky, transformed like an inescapable natural calamity.
It took the form of a colossal downpour, raining down ceaselessly upon Bu Eunseol’s head.

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