The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 592

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Chapter 592.
“Wol Young Ma Jon?”
Bu Eunseol, currently inhabiting Xiao Zhen Tian’s body, displayed genuine shock across her face.
“That corpse is Wol Young Ma Jon?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Ha ha ha. How absurd.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with a contemptuous expression.
“Wol Young Ma Jon was hunted by the Righteous Path masters and took his own life at Jeolhon Cliff. Yet you claim his corpse remains intact like this?”
“No one actually witnessed Wol Young Ma Jon falling from Jeolhon Cliff.”
Dae Bo offered a thin smile.
“Rumors in Murim are inherently unreliable, my lady.”
When Bu Eunseol blinked and fell silent, Dae Bo continued.
“We have been conducting research for a long time.”
He extended his finger toward the glass chamber.
“Why have the masters who shake Tianxia become so powerful? What physical conditions do they possess, and what circumstances allowed them to achieve such strength? That is what we sought to understand.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes wavered.
Dae Bo’s words aligned perfectly with the thoughts of Peng Ak and Peng Ryun, the heretical masters of the Infinite Realm who had conducted various human experiments in the past.
“And then?”
“Look closely. I speak of how Wol Young Ma Jon was able to wield such nearly impossible sword techniques.”
Bu Eunseol examined the glass chamber Dae Bo indicated with great attention.
Wol Young Ma Jon’s muscles were taut and thick like a tiger’s, and his tendons were as tough as a whale’s.
Moreover, his blood vessels appeared several times larger than those of an ordinary person.
‘With such a body…’
Bu Eunseol nodded, recalling the secret manual of the Wol Young Sword Technique.
‘It would not be impossible to execute such sword forms.’
Despite possessing muscle mass that transcended human limits,
the body was extraordinarily flexible, and the ligaments and tendons were remarkably resilient—flexible enough to bend joints like taffy.
“So the Wol Young Sword Technique can only be learned by those with bodies like his.”
As Bu Eunseol murmured softly, Dae Bo smiled and spoke.
“Precisely so.”
“I see. It was a sword technique I could never master anyway.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head with a disappointed expression.
“Such a body must be inborn. No amount of effort can obtain it.”
But then Dae Bo’s eyes gleamed as he spoke.
“There is a way.”
“What do you mean?”
“One need only transform into Wol Young Ma Jon’s body.”
Dae Bo spoke in a low voice.
“We have long dissected and studied the corpses of masters who once dominated Murim. And we have come to understand.”
His eyes narrowed into crescents.
“To wield the same martial prowess, one must possess identical muscles, tendons, ligaments… and the same constitution.”
Bu Eunseol finally understood.
Dae Bo was no mere boy.
Such speech and expression could never be mimicked by someone of that age.
Bu Eunseol regarded So Dong with an expression of profound unease.
“Who are you? What exactly are you trying to do?”
“Our identities and purposes matter little. You need only make a decision, my lady.”
Dae Bo spoke with crystalline clarity.
“Will you become Wol Young Ma Jon, or will you refuse? Or perhaps abandon this entirely?”
“Wol Young Ma Jon.”
Bu Eunseol’s voice turned glacial as comprehension dawned.
“Even if the body were reconstructed, one cannot become Wol Young Ma Jon. Transcendent martial arts require heart methods, and they must align perfectly.”
“Indeed, your judgment befits one of ethereal constitution.”
Dae Bo continued.
“Yet such concerns are unnecessary. You already possess the same temperament as Wol Young Ma Jon.”
“What?”
“Reconstructing the body is crude work, done only in the lower Infinite Realm. In the Ben Gye, we employ the Great Method to completely transform both flesh and spirit.”
Bu Eunseol felt as though struck by a thunderbolt.
‘This is Sam Gye’s true purpose.’
Why Gwi Il Gye scattered the demonic blades.
It was to find individuals whose temperament matched the absolute beings of old, so they could enact the Great Method upon them.
‘Such madness explains why the other realms shun them.’
“Absurd.”
Bu Eunseol swallowed her thoughts and cried out, suspicion flooding her features.
“You claim I possess such a temperament? How could you possibly know this?”
“One cannot obtain a demonic blade unless one’s temperament resonates with it.”
“Nonsense. I’ve already obtained several demonic blades and wielded them. What are you saying?”
“I speak of obtaining the first demonic blade. Once you can wield your own blade, naturally you can operate the functions of other blades as well.”
Dae Bo’s words carried a singular implication—that Do Cheon Rin and all the others
obtained their demonic blades not by chance, but because their essence aligned with the blades’ power.
“You claim the Great Method can transform both flesh and spirit? Where does such a method even exist?”
“I cannot speak of that now.”
“Then why employ this Great Method on complete strangers? You gain nothing from this. I could become Wol Young Ma Jon and slaughter every last one of you.”
Bu Eunseol deliberately twisted her expression into something fierce.
“You’d have no defense against me.”
“That would be acceptable as well.”
As Dae Bo smiled faintly, Bu Eunseol’s eyes sharpened with sudden clarity.
“The Great Method must include a technique to turn one into a puppet.”
“Perhaps. The choice remains yours, my lady.”
His eyes narrowed into crescents.
“I won’t force you in any way. Whether you become Wol Young Ma Jon or simply leave as you are—it’s entirely your choice.”
Dae Bo spoke with absolute confidence.
A person like Xiao Zhen Tian would never abandon the Wol Young Sword Manual.
Having endured the Demonic Sword Tournament thus far, battled countless martial artists, and continuously felt and yearned for more—
The desire to keep winning.
The hunger to grow stronger.
Winner takes all.
That was the law of Murim.
Moreover, the exhilaration of clashing blades with masters and seizing victory was incomparable to anything else.
Never falling to another’s hand.
The desperate yearning to continue living as a victor—an opportunity to fulfill that had finally materialized before his eyes.
With moonlight, the Wol Young Sword of Wol Young Ma Jon was invincible. Even without it, the swordsmanship was so transcendent that none in Murim could withstand it.
Xiao Zhen Tian could never refuse such an opportunity.
“Very well. I’ll do it!”
Bu Eunseol gritted her teeth and cried out like a beast, gasping for breath.
“But if you’re thinking of using me, you’d better reconsider! No matter how formidable your forces or power, I will never submit!”
“Of course.”
Dae Bo, bowing his head, wore an expression of utter contempt.
‘You know it, yet you have no choice but to cry out like that.’
A faction that had long maintained such research facilities hidden on Lengyue Island.
One that scattered Demonic Swords throughout Murim without hesitation, luring those who desired them.
One capable of freely distributing secret manuals containing the corresponding Demonic Techniques—
Even if Wol Young Ma Jon returned alive, they could never stand against such a force.
He merely struggled to preserve his pride until the very end.
Just like all those who had crawled to this place before him.
‘Indeed, the Child’s body is excellent.’
Dae Bo concealed the sinister smile spreading across his face.
In truth, the most crucial element of this great technique was the voluntary attitude of the subject.
If coercion were possible, there would be no need for such complicated procedures—they would simply abduct and perform the technique immediately.
The problem was that martial artists possessed pride above all else.
Initially, even Sa Ja and members of the Special Divine Guard with great spiritual foundations had recommended this technique, but the results were poor.
No matter how sweetly they persuaded, when a master suggested it, it inevitably felt like submission.
But if those wearing So Dong’s appearance spoke instead?
Strangely, even with danger and fear present, they would display pride as if they could overcome anything.
“Shall we proceed then?”
“Wait.”
As Dae Bo moved to leave, Bu Eunseol asked.
“Has anyone succeeded?”
“Of course.”
“From the way you speak, the success rate doesn’t seem very high.”
Dae Bo shrugged his shoulders as if to provoke his competitive spirit.
“Of course. It is certainly no easy task. That is precisely why I warned you beforehand that you must stake your life on this, did I not?”
“From what I’ve seen so far, there must be other individuals besides Wol Young Ma Jon?”
Dae Bo merely smiled faintly without answering.
“Then you could create someone even stronger, could you not?”
“I will not deny it.”
“Then I shall choose those stronger than Wol Young Ma Jon.”
Perhaps it was an obvious choice.
Though Wol Young Ma Jon was indeed a formidable figure, if one looked back upon the history of Murim.
There were countless individuals who could rival him or surpass him in strength.
“That is not possible.”
“Why not?”
Dae Bo smiled faintly.
“You have been selected through the Demonic Sword as one with a high probability of becoming Wol Young Ma Jon. You are incompatible with other individuals.”
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s eyes darkened.
In truth, the reason she had continued asking questions was because of an ominous thought that had crossed her mind.
“Then if there are individuals from hundreds of years ago, it would mean not only the past, but also the great masters who shook Murim over the past hundred years would be possible.”
Bu Eunseol spoke as if she had just remembered something, blinking her eyes wide.
“Surely you don’t have missing individuals like Chil Ji Ma Do as well?”
“Hehehehe.”
Dae Bo smiled faintly.
“Well, who knows.”
“So you do have them.”
As Bu Eunseol furrowed her brow, Dae Bo nodded faintly.
“Of course.”
Thump.
In that instant, my vision blurred and my heart pounded as if it would burst.
At last, I had found the whereabouts.
My grandfather’s corpse that had vanished.
Gwi Il Gye had taken it.
Then my grandfather’s remains that I had so carefully prepared for burial…
Like that Wol Young Ma Jon before my eyes, they would have been hacked to pieces and torn apart piece by piece.
―Use Hwa Gol San. Leave not a single trace of his existence in this world.
My grandfather must have known.
That if his remains were left behind, they would be exploited by them.
But I could not bear to desecrate the corpse of my beloved grandfather.
In the end, I had carefully prepared him for burial and laid him to rest in a sunny place… yet in the end, it was a wrong choice.
‘Gwi…Il…Gye.’
Then the one among Sam Gye who killed my grandfather was likely also a member of Gwi Il Gye.
“I see.”
Bu Eunseol hung her head, her voice hollow and trembling.
“So that’s what it was.”
Drip, drip….
Tears of blood streamed from Bu Eunseol’s eyes as she whispered with her head bowed.
“You took my grandfather’s corpse.”
“Your grandfather?”
“…That’s why he told me to use Hwa Gol San.”
Only now did Bu Eunseol understand.
Why her grandfather had prepared an iron coffin in advance for when she would die.
Whether or not she died at Hyung Su’s hands.
Whenever her final breath came, he wanted her body disposed of using Hwa Gol San within that iron coffin.
‘He knew everything.’
Among the Three Realms, in Gwi Il Gye, corpses could be used for grand rituals.
As long as a body remained, they would inevitably find it and exploit it.
“I will never forgive you.”
Crack.
Bu Eunseol’s eyes, fixed upon Dae Bo, had turned crimson, and her entire body radiated a dark, gleaming aura.
“What in the—”
As Bu Eunseol raised her head, her entire form was consumed in darkness.
The killing intent and demonic energy flowing from her were so dense that her body had transformed into a formless black mist.
Whoosh!
Blade-like currents of energy coiled around Dae Bo’s body.
“Hmph, a futile gesture.”
Dae Bo recognized it as materialized true energy and unleashed his power in one explosive burst.
But something was wrong.
He had deployed the Severing Vibration Scatter technique, capable of obliterating even the mightiest forces in a single stroke.
Yet the energy refused to dissipate, continuing to envelop his body unbroken.
The black true energy flowed like an endless stream, no matter how many times he severed it, it continued uninterrupted.
It was the Flexible Will Seal combined with Crystal Divine Energy.
Only then did Dae Bo realize that Bu Eunseol was not Xiao Zhen Tian, but someone else entirely.
“Who are you….”
“From now on.”
From Bu Eunseol’s slowly opening mouth, white killing intent seemed to pour forth.
“Answer only what I ask.”
“What did you—”
Thud.
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s left hand pierced through his ribs,
Crack!
and with the sound of bone snapping, she tore out one of his ribs in a single motion.
“Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!”
Dae Bo let out a agonized scream.
However, a faint aura of energy enveloped Bu Eunseol, preventing the sound from escaping outward.
“Where is the corpse of Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang?”
“Bu Chanyang?”
“Answer only what I ask.”
Crack.
This time, a rib from the opposite side was torn out once more.
“Ahhhhh!”
Dae Bo’s eyes rolled back white from the agony.
“I-I don’t know! All the Heavenly-class bodies are managed by Cheon Ju!”
“Cheon Ju? Is he the leader of Gwi Il Gye?”
“Yes.”
“What are you all doing here?”
“We’re simply finding those suited for the Demonic Sword and verifying bodies that match them…”
Snap.
“Ah! It’s true! We’re… storing and… grafting the bodies of the strong onto suitable vessels…”
Yet something felt wrong.
As Dae Bo continued speaking, the pain and fear gradually vanished from his expression, and his trembling body and eyes grew progressively colder and more composed.
It was as though his physical shell was shattering, and a new human being was being born anew.
“Have you… finished questioning me?”
Despite Dae Bo’s eyes being rolled back white, his expression was extraordinarily serene.
How could such a transformation occur even while enduring torture with ribs breaking raw and piercing through his body?
It defied all logic.
“Haah.”
With a murky sound, Dae Bo’s rolled-back eyes snapped open clearly once more.
Whoosh!
And in that same instant, Dae Bo suddenly drove a water channel technique directly into Bu Eunseol’s heart!
While still suppressed by the Yeui Divine Seal, no less.
“Hmph.”
But Bu Eunseol, having sensed the anomaly long ago, instantly retreated backward.
Crack crack crack.
From Dae Bo’s small frame, which had severed the Yeui Divine Seal in one breath, bone-cracking sounds echoed forth.
Crack crack crack.
As the bone sounds continued, his previously diminished height grew progressively larger until he towered over Bu Eunseol, and his physique began swelling to enormous proportions.
It turned out he was not So Dong at all, but had been masquerading as So Dong using the extreme Bone Shrinking Technique.
“One can reduce their height by more than three chi. That is to say…”
No matter how thoroughly one masters the Bone Shrinking Technique, the maximum reduction is merely one and a half chi.
Without severing the bones themselves, one cannot reduce beyond that limit.
Yet Dae Bo had reduced his height by more than three chi.
“So he was wearing the body of Eunghyung Ma Jon.”
“You’re quite perceptive.”
At Bu Eunseol’s murmur, Dae Bo nodded and let out a low chuckle.
“Eunghyung Ma Jon’s Soft Body Form Technique allows bones and muscles to be compressed to their absolute limit, and the Blood Sealing Point cannot be suppressed under any circumstances.”
Dae Bo, now transformed into a muscular physique, had completely changed even his gaze and voice.
It was as if not just his body, but Eunghyung Ma Jon himself had truly returned to life.
“Who are you? How did you reverse the technique using Xiao Zhen Tian?”
Dae Bo’s manner of speech had changed along with his appearance.
“Are you a Pyramid member sent to track Ben Gye?”
Bu Eunseol did not answer, instead gazing at Dae Bo’s bizarre form, as if he had transformed into Eunghyung Ma Jon.
Then, realizing something, she nodded.
“I see. So this entire Lengyue Island is an experimental subject.”
Bu Eunseol, looking up at Dae Bo, spoke with certainty in her eyes.
“Everyone in the Village was an experimental subject.”
“Hehehehe. You’re quite sharp indeed.”
Dae Bo readily admitted it.
“The grand technique that was completed in its early stages damaged the skin regardless of success or failure.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed.
Then did that mean all the people belonging to this Village received the grand technique that would make them powerful masters?
“There wouldn’t be more than a thousand masters who dominated the Murim.”
Bu Eunseol exhaled sharply through her nose.
“Then most of them must have failed. Is that why they’re confined to living on an Island like this?”
“Hehehehe. Think whatever you wish.”
Dae Bo regarded Bu Eunseol with a confident expression.
Strangely, he wasn’t even thinking of calling his allies or ringing any bell.
“Among those who’ve come here so far, there were those like you who investigated Ben Gye, or those who simply tried to obtain everything through brute force.”
Dae Bo, looking down at Bu Eunseol, lifted the corners of his mouth.
“And it was my job to capture or kill those bastards.”
Dae Bo. He had been tasked with suppressing and managing the Demonic Sword wielders who had entered Lengyue Island all this time.
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol, as if needing no further answers, unleashed her Yeouijin Gyeol like a whip, slashing diagonally across Dae Bo’s body.
But something strange occurred.
Bulge, bulge.
The flesh near the wound, cut even to the bone, bulged and then sprang back out like rubber, didn’t it?
A legendary giant demon from three hundred years ago, bearing the alias of the Immortal Demon.
It was Eunghyung Ma Jon’s Condensed Form Demonic Blood Qi.

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