The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 572

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Chapter 572.
“Is Jisalseong truly capable of nothing more than this?”
A transparent radiance flowed from Bu Eunseol’s back as she gazed upon the cascading black luminescence.
She had unfurled the Yeouijin Gyeol infused with Crystal Divine Energy, transforming it into a colossal umbrella.
Thud-thud-thud.
Even the greatly reinforced Baekryeong Jisalgi could not pierce through the Yeouijin Gyeol imbued with Crystal Divine Energy, dissipating helplessly instead.
[Uuugh.]
Jisalseong did not relent, unleashing another wave of Baekryeong Jisalgi to assault Bu Eunseol.
Baekryeong Jisalgi was that which could not be severed or blocked by any means.
Yet before the Yeouijin Gyeol infused with Crystal Divine Energy, it was being torn asunder like paper.
Shwaaak!
Bu Eunseol obliterated the Baekryeong Jisalgi in a single breath, then relentlessly slashed Jisalseong with the Yeouijin Gyeol and pierced his vital points.
Each time the blade-like solidified true energy struck him, Jisalseong suffered mortal wounds.
[Cough.]
Finally, with a single cry, Jisalseong fell once more.
[Hehehehe.]
Yet as though nothing had happened, he burst into laughter and rose like a roly-poly doll.
Whoosh!
This time, Bu Eunseol pierced Jisalseong’s heart with the true energy of the Yeouijin Gyeol.
As long as he possessed a human body, he could never rise again.
Jisalseong’s eyes lost focus as he collapsed to the ground.
Thud.
As Bu Eunseol gazed down at him for a long moment and began to turn away,
Crash!
Seizing the opportunity, Jisalseong unleashed a torrent of Geummaso Honsoo upon Bu Eunseol’s back, massive as an iron hammer.
Crash!
With a deafening boom, dust scattered in all directions.
Pat-pat.
Yet Bu Eunseol remained unscathed, brushing dust from her garments.
[Uuugh.]
Jisalseong let out an anguished cry filled with rage.
Jisalseong’s internal cultivation level and power, having not yet committed slaughter at the Daebyeol Gyeop level,
were insufficient to even penetrate Bu Eunseol’s protective true energy, she who possessed five hundred years of internal cultivation.
[….]
Trembling with fury, Jisalseong suddenly regained a cold expression.
Crunch.
Without hesitation, he bit at the artery near his left arm.
Gulp-gulp.
And he began drinking his own blood ceaselessly.
As he did, his body transformed once more from that of a young man into the form of an elderly figure.
“Unable to kill humans, so you resort to consuming your own blood to gain strength?”
Bu Eunseol observed Jisalseong’s actions with cold eyes.
Simply striking him down would not satisfy me.
I wanted him to realize that even after exhausting all his trump cards, victory was impossible—to inflict unbearable fear and despair upon him.
[Huh.]
Jisalseong, who had reverted to his elderly form, had eyes darkened to pitch black.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a torrent of crimson-blazing Baek Ryeong Jisalgi erupted from his body.
Screech!
It instantly dissolved the Yeo Ui Jin Gyeol and pierced into Bu Eunseol’s flesh.
Kuuuu.
That scorching, intense power tore through even Bu Eunseol’s skin.
It disregarded five hundred years of inner force, pouring sharp, relentless power into Bu Eunseol’s meridians.
Shing!
Bu Eunseol drew the Muk Hon Sword and immediately severed the Baek Ryeong Jisalgi, then began slashing through his body again and again.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Blood sprayed in all directions, yet Jisalseong wore a sinister smile.
No matter how much flesh and muscle I tore away, no matter how many bones I severed, his body endlessly restored itself from every wound.
[Hehehehe.]
Jisalseong laughed wickedly.
He could see clearly how Bu Eunseol grew weary of his body’s endless resurrection, no matter how many times it was destroyed.
“An immortal.”
But contrary to his expectations, Bu Eunseol muttered with an unbothered expression.
“Such a thing cannot exist.”
Then I spread my Sujung Divine Qi widely.
It was not to attack Jisalseong, but rather through the transparent Sujung Divine Qi,
to find the weakness in Jisalseong’s infinitely regenerating body.
Zing.
Bu Eunseol, with Sujung Divine Qi wrapped around her eyes, wore a cold smile.
“You recover using the vital essence of the dead. Like recovering your body with Neung Bi Hon’s power?”
In that instant, Jisalseong’s eyes widened.
The reason Jisalseong grew stronger the more he refrained from slaughter.
It was precisely because of his ability to endlessly absorb the vital essence of those he had killed.
Just as Neung Bi Hon recovered from wounds using the intense Neung Jeong Divine Qi inherited within his body,
he too absorbed the vital essence of those he had slain, instantly healing even fatal wounds that should have ended his life.
[You.]
Jisalseong’s body trembled.
Only now did he realize what power Bu Eunseol possessed.
[You possess one of the Sasin powers.]
Baek Ryeong Jisalgi is a power bestowed by heaven.
In other words, because the Sasin Qi—the force of nature itself—shares very similar properties, they can counteract each other’s power.
[But in the end, it is you who will die.]
Jisalseong could absorb the vital essence of the dead and restore his body.
However, Bu Eunseol would be in mortal danger the moment she suffered a fatal wound, so the victor was already determined.
[Perish!]
Jisalseong launched a close-range assault, wreathed in White Spirit Killing Qi.
No matter how many times Bu Eunseol neutralized the White Spirit Killing Qi and unleashed her martial techniques.
She could not forever defend against his relentless attacks, especially when he showed no fear of death and recklessly deployed mutual destruction techniques.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Bu Eunseol unfolded her sword techniques in rapid succession.
But because the White Spirit Killing Qi clung so thickly to his body, she could not sever his neck or limbs.
Moreover, even if he suffered fatal wounds, he could recover instantly.
In the end, Jisalseong was attempting to force a mutual destruction technique against Bu Eunseol.
[I have you now.]
As Jisalseong finally closed the distance with Bu Eunseol, a smile of victory played across his face.
At such close range, even the greatest master could not evade each other’s attacks.
Even if they struck simultaneously, Jisalseong could swiftly restore his body, so the outcome was certain.
“Still haven’t realized it?”
At that moment, Bu Eunseol muttered with a bored expression.
In the same instant, violet lightning flickered across her body.
Thunder Qi—capable of incinerating the entire world—began to swirl around Jisalseong’s form.
It was Thunder Divine Qi.
[Ahhhhh!]
As the Thunder Divine Qi relentlessly tore through his body, Jisalseong screamed in agony.
[How is this possible?]
Jisalseong’s eyes lost focus as he writhed in pain.
How could someone who possessed Water Divine Qi also wield Thunder Divine Qi?
“Don’t be so quick to marvel.”
Within Bu Eunseol’s blazing eyes, an icy chill—like ten-thousand-year-old ice—simultaneously surged forth.
“Because now I’m going to layer them.”
[Layer them?]
The moment Jisalseong blinked,
Whoooosh!
The tremendous heat accompanying the Thunder Divine Qi began to incinerate Jisalseong’s body.
She had layered and unleashed the Blazing Great Perfect Divine Qi.
Sizzle.
Jisalseong’s body crumbled to ash and collapsed.
[Impossible…]
Crack.
Yet once more, Jisalseong restored his body and rose again.
Even with the extreme yang force accompanied by Neung Bi Hon’s power, I could not prevent him from recovering his body through blood essence.
“Good, you’re awake.”
Bu Eunseol, observing this, nodded her head,
“But you’re still far from experiencing true despair and fear.”
A low hum resonated.
Immediately, I infused death energy into the Muk Hon Sword.
Then a brilliant pattern wrapped in golden light and crimson radiance emerged from the scabbard.
Jisalseong suddenly sensed ominousness and immediately began attacking Bu Eunseol while shrouding his body in white spirit killing energy.
Screech! Screech! Screeeeech!
But Bu Eunseol’s blade was faster.
Like lightning, afterimages shifted four times through the void, slashing across Jisalseong’s body.
The Nine Dragons Thunder Slash had unfolded.
A soft scraping sound.
Finally, a blood line was drawn across Jisalseong’s neck.
The Nine Dragons Thunder Slash had severed his neck in one breath.
Blood trickled down.
But something astonishing happened.
The sharply carved blood line filled with black smoke again, and the wound closed in an instant.
Jisalseong, wearing a confident expression, let out a roar like a lion.
[Kahahaha! No Bu is immortal…!]
But his words could not continue to the end.
Suddenly, hundreds of crimson sword rings floated around his body.
Since neither crystal energy nor Neung Bi Hon’s power could sever Jisalseong’s lifeline, I deployed the first technique of the Blood Dew Seven Techniques.
The first form of True Life-Devouring Ghost.
Whoooosh!
In that moment, amidst the countless sword rings, Jisalseong could finally taste the meaning of death he had never felt before.
It was a darkness so profound he could not see ahead. And it was desolate, somewhat cold… and terrifying.
Finally, as that black darkness vanished before his eyes,
A sharp cut.
Diagonal blood lines were drawn across both of Jisalseong’s forearms.
The absolute swordsmanship that governs complete death.
Before the Blood Dew Seven Techniques, nothing could display its vitality.
Splurt!
As the muscles of both arms were severed and blood gushed forth, Jisalseong screamed.
A pain he had never experienced before.
And a terror beyond words wrapped around his mind.
[Ahhhhh!]
A sharp cut.
As True Life-Devouring Ghost unfolded once more, this time blood poured profusely from both his thighs.
[Ughhhh.]
Jisalseong could no longer even scream, tears streaming down his face.
The power of an Absolute Transcendent, the terror of death.
Unfamiliar emotions and agony he had never experienced before crashed over him all at once.
[Kill me….]
Jisalseong began to wail.
[Please, kill me.]
Bu Eunseol had never intended to show mercy.
But seeing him writhe with blood pouring from his limbs, the image of her grandfather dying in agony flashed through her mind.
A sharp breath escaped her.
I gripped the Muk Hon Sword with all my strength.
A low, resonant hum filled the air.
As I prepared to unfold the Blood Dew Seven Techniques and end his life, black mist began to coil around his body.
The closer I drew to the true essence of the Blood Dew Seven Techniques.
The more I emanated an aura like Death itself, dispensing oblivion upon the world.
A flash of light!
Drawing a black line that did not exist in this world across the void, a black blood mark was etched upon Jisalseong’s neck.
A sickening crack!
In that same instant, his body split into two pieces, spraying blood everywhere.
Jisalseong.
A monster that grew stronger with each enemy slain.
A creature that claimed the site of its slaughter as its domain and restored itself in an instant.
That existence had finally sunk deep into the river of Death.
A thunderous boom!
Suddenly, Jisalseong’s body exploded in a violent detonation.
As the flesh that had been sustained by absorbing vital essence crumbled, all the wounds it had endured burst forth at once.
Blood poured in torrents.
All trace of Jisalseong’s existence vanished, leaving only blood flowing in every direction.
A soft thud.
Then, from the pool of mingled blood, a small fragment rolled to Bu Eunseol’s feet.
It was a small jade stone that gleamed with a subtle luminescence.
“This is…”
I picked it up without thinking.
A strange energy seemed to trace along my spine through my fingertips.
―It’s possible this happened because the Realm-Sustaining Jade shattered.
I suddenly recalled what Yang Seol Rin had said.
If this jade was indeed the Realm-Sustaining Jade they had mentioned?
‘Could this be how Jisalseong was able to conceal his aura?’
Without realizing it, I placed the small jade into my bosom.
“Ugh.”
At that moment, a groan escaped from Baek Mu Sung’s lips as he lay motionless on the ground.
“Baek.”
Bu Eunseol approached Baek Mu Sung immediately and examined his condition once more in detail.
Because he had mastered the Buddhist Order’s Heart-Protecting Technique, even in his unconscious state, he was circulating his inner energy to treat his internal injuries.
But that was all he could do.
His right arm, penetrated by the White Spirit Killing Qi, remained in a terrible state.
‘If only it had been his dantian instead.’
Yunhai Biyeok Palace had reached the pinnacle of the Murim in restoring damaged dantians.
But recovering from such severe external trauma was simply impossible.
“Lord!”
At that moment, a shout rang out from afar as a dozen martial artists came rushing over.
It was Tae Mu Ryong and the Elite Division members who had rushed here following Bu Eunseol.
“How could this be.”
Tae Mu Ryong and the others, surveying the surroundings, opened their mouths in shock.
The villagers and team members lay slaughtered in a gruesome massacre.
And that renowned master of the new generation martial arts, Baek Mu Sung, was unconscious as if dead?
“Lord, what happened here?”
At Tae Mu Ryong’s question, Bu Eunseol deliberately pointed to the corpse with a weary expression.
“When I arrived, Lord Baek was already fighting Sal Gwi.”
“Sal Gwi.”
“Yes. I fought alongside Lord Baek to help him, but we were outmatched. Then Lord Baek and Sal Gwi struck their final blows simultaneously—Sal Gwi fell, and he lost consciousness.”
Bu Eunseol deliberately attributed the credit to Baek Mu Sung.
Otherwise, he would have completely collapsed.
But Tae Mu Ryong and the others, unaware of the truth, nodded in understanding.
“I see.”
“Let us return now.”
Bu Eunseol gazed at the distant sky with a weary expression.
In the end, contrary to expectations, Jisalseong had died by my hand, not Yang Seol Rin’s, and Baek Mu Sung had lost the use of his right arm.
‘Jisalseong—does such a being truly exist in this world?’
Just as Yang Seol Rin had said.
Jisalseong was destined to become a great killing sage who indiscriminately slaughtered martial artists and commoners alike.
Which meant the One Hundred and Eight Sages were not merely a hollow concept, but something that actually existed.
‘The Yang Seol Family would not escape that category either.’
They claimed they had imprisoned Jisalseong for the sake of the Murim, yet the Yang Seol Family did not feel like a place that upheld justice.
It was not so much that I believed Jisalseong’s words, but rather I sensed they might be an even darker and more sinister force than the Sam Gye.
‘In the end, there is no one to trust in the Murim.’
Everyone, all the sects.
They all lived for their own interests and purposes.
‘How exhausting. For once.’
Was I truly tired?
Suddenly, the image of Nangya Pavilion surfaced in Bu Eunseol’s mind.
Moving back and forth between the Demon Hall and the Murim Alliance, constantly entangled in covert struggles and schemes, I too had grown weary.
And there was that place—where one could solely cultivate martial arts and study martial philosophy, indifferent to the machinations of the Murim world.
I found myself longing for life at the Nangya Sect.
‘But there is no time for such indulgence.’
I had far too much to accomplish.
Those days at the Nangya Sect, when I risked my life to refine my martial arts and devoted myself solely to understanding the principles of martial philosophy—
Back then, they were endlessly fierce and precarious.
Yet in retrospect, they were the most leisurely and peaceful days since I became a member of the Murim world, and now they had become nothing more than a dream I could never return to.
* * *
Astonishing news spread throughout the Murim Alliance.
The slaughter demon of Cheong Hae, whom they had thought to be merely Sal Gwi, was actually a master comparable to Hyeol Mu Geuk, the great slaughter sage from three hundred years ago.
―I hear Baek, the Lord, is leaving the Murim Alliance for a time.
And Baek Mu Sung, called Geum Jeong Shin Ryong and the next generation’s chief, who had risen to the position of first-rank lord of the Murim Alliance, declared he would depart from the Murim Alliance.
―What in the world could have happened?
Since entering the Murim Alliance, he had continuously achieved great merit.
And this time, had he not risked his life to eliminate Sal Gwi, who had been ravaging Cheong Hae and Sichuan?
Why would someone destined to soon become a Lord return to being an outsider?
But mere days after the rumors spread, the reason was finally revealed.
―His right arm had become crippled.
He had suffered a severe injury to his right hand while dealing with Sal Gwi.
The Murim Alliance bestowed precious elixirs upon him and summoned renowned physicians, yet—
They could not restore his hand, whose muscles and nerves had been torn asunder.

“Even if one arm is somewhat inconvenient, it doesn’t prevent one from accomplishing great deeds, does it?”
Baek Mu Sung announced his departure.
Not only his direct superior Yong Ban Jeon Ju, but even Vice Alliance Leader Buk Ri Seung stepped forward to dissuade him.
Yet Baek Mu Sung’s resolve remained unshakeable.
“Of course. Once I’ve fully healed my arm, I shall return.”
With those words, he abruptly left the Murim Alliance.
He did not seek out Gong Son Dan Gyeong, whom he had loved so dearly, nor Bu Eunseol, who had been such a good friend.
Deungmu Hall, Yuk Jang Cheon’s office.
There, Yuk Jang Cheon and Bu Eunseol sat across from each other at a table, conversing.
“Lord Baek barely managed to defeat Sal Gwi after a grueling battle, it seems.”
Yuk Jang Cheon nodded as if he had expected as much.
Though Seon Woo Jin had displayed remarkable martial prowess and surprising abilities thus far, he could not compare to Baek Mu Sung, disciple of Bul Jon.
In fact, even Yuk Jang Cheon himself harbored such thoughts in his heart.
He had been confident that this mission would see Baek Mu Sung achieve great merit.
Yet what he could not comprehend was Baek Mu Sung’s subsequent actions.
“The Lord of Bon Jeon is truly incomprehensible. No matter that he lost the use of his right arm, it should not be such a grave matter for someone of his standing.”
Yuk Jang Cheon tilted his head in bewilderment.
“Shaolin martial arts are unlike other disciplines—whether one has one arm or three, their power does not diminish.”
Bu Eunseol understood perfectly why Baek Mu Sung had made such a decision.
The first reason was Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
He could not accept the image of himself as a cripple.
In Baek Mu Sung’s eyes, Gong Son Dan Gyeong was a celestial maiden possessing perfect beauty and every ideal quality—more than that, even.
But now that he had become disabled, unable to use his arm, he believed himself unworthy of her.
“He likely seeks a method to heal his forearm. The Murim harbors many hidden masters and eccentric sages who keep themselves concealed.”
“Hmm. That could be so. But if that were the case, there would have been no need to leave the Alliance in such haste.”
And the second reason.
Baek Mu Sung’s pride had been deeply wounded.
In truth, it was Bu Eunseol who had killed Jisalseong. Baek Mu Sung had lost consciousness, unable to defend against Jisalseong’s surprise attack.
Bu Eunseol had stated that just before he fell unconscious, she used the Vajra Breaking Palm to shatter Jisalseong’s body.
Yet Baek Mu Sung knew the truth.
It was Bu Eunseol who had killed Jisalseong.
And he could not bear that fact.
He who had always been regarded as the finest talent.
He who had never once believed that Seon Woo Jin could surpass him.
That is why he had confidently declared he would become the Lord and bring Seon Woo Jin as Vice Lord.
Yet Seon Woo Jin, unbelievably, possessed strength that exceeded his own.
His weak, true self—hidden beneath the illustrious reputation of Geum Jeong Shin Ryong—had been exposed.
And though Bu Eunseol had credited him with the merit of slaying Sal Gwi to allow him to recover, from his perspective, it must have filled him with unspeakable self-loathing.
“In any case, it works in our favor. With Baek Mu Sung gone, whether it’s Yuk Cheong Ah or Yong Ban Jeon Ju—they’ve become like a dog chasing chickens.”
Yuk Jang Cheon burst into a satisfied laugh.
I had not expected this at all.
Though it was only temporary, Baek Mu Sung had voluntarily left the Murim Alliance because of this incident.
Even if he returned, he would become someone who posed no threat whatsoever.
It was as if the trump card that Yong Ban Jeon Ju and Yuk Cheong Ah had been holding had simply vanished.
“Whenever you take on a task, fortune seems to follow you. Hahahaha.”
Yuk Jang Cheon chuckled heartily and nodded with satisfaction.
“You’ve worked hard indeed. Now the position of Lord will surely fall to you. I expect good news ahead.”
“Thank you.”
“Yes, go rest now.”
Bu Eunseol bowed respectfully and turned to leave.
But even at this moment, I did not know.
That my identity would be completely exposed to an unexpected person.
That I would be unable to contain my uncontrollable rage and strike down one of the Murim Alliance’s senior figures.
* * *
In a mysterious space shrouded in deep darkness, Baek Mu Sung knelt.
[It is time to return.]
And from the darkness before him flowed an infinitely low and thick voice.
[If you obtain that power, you will be able to have anything you desire.]
Baek Mu Sung prostrated himself and spoke.
“Gong Son Dan Gyeong. I need only her.”
[Still clinging to a woman.]
Baek Mu Sung remained silent, merely bowing his head.
The voice in the darkness grew even lower and more sinister, as if displeased.
[Very well. I shall give her to you.]
Gong Son Dan Gyeong is the Chief of the Murim Alliance and one of the highest-ranking figures in the Orthodox Martial World.
No one could force anything upon her.
Yet the voice in the darkness spoke of Gong Son Dan Gyeong as if she were a courtesan to be purchased anywhere.
“Thank you.”
[However.]
The voice flowing from the darkness was utterly resolute.
[You can no longer live as Geum Jeong Shin Ryong.]
Baek Mu Sung bowed his head once more instead of answering.
In truth, abandoning the name Geum Jeong Shin Ryong and forcibly obtaining her heart.
Was something I despised more than death itself.
But I had come to realize that there was no other way to obtain her.
Now I would dedicate my entire life and existence to obtaining her.

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