The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 610

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Chapter 610.
Trembling, trembling.
The masters of Bi Ma Gung who had been rushing forward came to an abrupt halt as they entered the manor, their eyes widening in shock.
The interior was a mountain of corpses, and blood pooled so thickly that their feet became soaked.
In all my years, I had never witnessed such a hell as this.
“Who is your leader?”
Yet Bu Eunseol walked calmly through the squelching blood.
Not because she had spent her childhood surrounded by corpses.
But because she believed the lives of villains held no more worth than autumn leaves scattered on the wind.
“I do not ask twice.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, the man standing at the front cautiously stepped forward.
“That would be me.”
“Your name?”
“Eun Jung Hwi.”
“Even if the Demonic Path has fallen into ruin, why would its sect be doing the dirty work for the Orthodox Sects who commit such atrocities?”
Eun Jung Hwi averted his gaze as he spoke.
“All of us in the palace were starving to death. What difference does it make whether one is Orthodox or Evil?”
“If you don’t wish to starve, you could become wanderers and sell your martial skills.”
“Who would hire wretches like us as wanderers?”
“What do you mean by that?”
Eun Jung Hwi lowered his head.
And he briefly explained all that had transpired.
Tak Il Hon of Bi Ma Gung had committed countless thefts to steal secret manuals, and without hesitation, he had killed the Orthodox sect masters who pursued him.
Thus Tak Il Hon became a wanted criminal of Murim, yet he paid no heed and continued to ravage the martial world.
But then he suddenly vanished without a trace, and Bi Ma Gung was dissolved.
Most of Bi Ma Gung’s members concealed their identities and departed, but Eun Jung Hwi could not abandon the subordinates who followed him.
Moreover, he believed that the Palace Lord Tak Il Hon would one day return.
―Let us somehow preserve the lineage.
He named the thirty subordinates who followed him the Bi Ma Dae, and went to the Wanderer Market.
But the stigma of being disciples of Bi Ma Gung, whose leader had been a wanted criminal, could not be shed.
The Wanderer Market rejected them, and they could not secure a single commission.
Then, a Middle-Aged Man who had taken notice of them made a covert proposal.
“If you are from Bi Ma Gung, your lightness of body must be considerable. Would you take on our work?”
Their work was the transport of people—and all of them were abducted women.
“I must refuse.”
“Do as you wish. But even if you wander eighteen thousand li across Zhong Yuan, there will be no one to hire you.”
When Eun Jung Hwi refused, the Middle-Aged Man smiled faintly.
“Rather than become bandits and commit robbery in the future, this work might be preferable. You need only transport people, after all.”
Eun Jung Hwi paid no heed to such words, yet in the end, the Middle-Aged Man’s prediction came true.
Unless they resorted to banditry and plunder, they faced starvation as martial artists.
After hearing the entire story, Bu Eunseol’s lips curved into a cold smile.
“Do you truly believe committing evil deeds to survive is justified?”
“I have never thought it justified. It is simply that as a descendant of the fallen Mang Mun, I had no choice but to do so.”
“It would have been better to become a commoner and till the fields, or at the very least, join the Black Gang in some back alley and extort money from merchants.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with a solemn expression.
“In the end, you are merely making excuses.”
“That is true. They are all merely excuses.”
Eun Jung Hwi lowered his head in shame.
“I have nothing more to say, so please take my life. However… my subordinates merely followed my orders, so I beg that you spare them, even if you must cripple their martial arts.”
Bu Eunseol let out a sigh.
I am not one to show mercy to the wicked.
Yet Eun Jung Hwi understood his own wrongdoings.
That is why he had only overseen the transport of the women, refrained from going further, and waited outside the manor.
Above all, they were like disciples carefully trained by Tak Il Hon…
It was awkward to act decisively against them.
“And please accept this.”
At that moment, Eun Jung Hwi handed Bu Eunseol a small booklet.
Within it were detailed records of the locations and scale of numerous subordinate organizations that had been offering women to Chae Ju Hong.
“Were you preparing to betray him?”
“How could that be? I simply believed that one day this evil would come to an end. If so, I thought those involved should certainly face punishment…”
‘There is no helping it.’
Bu Eunseol, having accepted the booklet, made a decision.
‘These people must truly be left to Tak Il Hon.’
Though Tak Il Hon had become a great killer to obtain the supreme martial arts manual, slaying countless people,
he had not committed evil deeds or indecent acts.
Even if these men merely transported the women, they could not have been ignorant that the women would be delivered to Chae Ju Hong.
If I determined they showed no capacity for redemption, I would not hesitate to annihilate them.
But seeing how they had meticulously recorded the crimes of the wicked and stood ready to accept death,
it seemed best to entrust this matter to Tak Il Hon.
“Lead your subordinates and safely return all the women remaining here to their homes.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with a solemn expression.
“Afterward, go to Seong Do in Xian Prefecture and hang a black flag above the Jeong Sim Inn. Then a person seeking you will appear.”
As Eun Jung Hwi blinked with a dazed expression, Bu Eunseol spoke in a low voice.
“Your fate will be decided at that time.”
Bu Eunseol’s voice carried an irresistible power.
The masters of Bi Ma Gung could sense it.
Unless they abandoned their identities and left Murim, there was no escaping from his grasp.
“Understood.”
Eun Jung Hwi ordered his subordinates to begin leading the women scattered throughout the place outside one by one.
They were all women who had been abducted to this place.
“Is there a young lady named Jo Chu Soo here?”
At Bu Eunseol’s call, a beautiful woman with a somewhat haggard appearance stepped forward from the crowd.
“I am Jo Chu Soo.”
“Thank goodness.”
Bu Eunseol’s face brightened with relief.
“Your sister has come to rescue you. She is in the Palace Hall over there—go find her and return together.”
“Sister… sister!”
Jo Chu Soo immediately rushed into the Palace Hall.
Watching her go, Bu Eunseol spoke solemnly to Eun Jung Hwi.
“Ensure that not a single person is left behind—bring everyone back safely.”
Whoosh!
And with that, she soared into the air in a single bound.
Once word spread that this Secret Manor had been destroyed, the remaining subordinate organizations would vanish in an instant.
Mobilizing the Murim Alliance’s forces would be too slow, so she intended to deploy Sa Hon Dae immediately to annihilate the abduction ring in one fell swoop.
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Upon leaving Chae Ju Hong’s Secret Manor, Bu Eunseol handed the ledger she had received from Eun Jung Hwi to So Yo and ordered her to eliminate all related organizations.
Then she returned to the An Ga in Hanjungbu, located in Geun Dong.
Before handling this matter, she had stored the Muk Hon Sword at the An Ga in Seomseong’s Hanjungbu.
Now that everything was resolved, she intended to reclaim the Muk Hon Sword and destroy the protective casing—the black divine artifact.
Hum.
As Bu Eunseol, holding the protective casing in her bosom, approached the Muk Hon Sword, it emitted a low resonant hum.
At the same moment, mysterious patterns etched themselves across the scabbard, and light poured forth.
“I haven’t done anything yet.”
Bu Eunseol found the phenomenon peculiar.
As the Muk Hon Sword faced the black divine artifact, it unleashed an intense force.
As if it were breaking the seal inscribed upon the blade itself.
“Was this what it originally wanted—to be destroyed?”
Bu Eunseol drew the Muk Hon Sword.
Screech!
A resonant cry accompanied the blade as sharp light swirled around it, and a ravenous aura began to emanate.
Simultaneously, even more intense light erupted from the scabbard.
It was a tremor and radiance of an entirely different magnitude than when she had destroyed the Demonic Sword.
The Muk Hon Sword.
Was this not originally a Demon-Slaying Sword meant to destroy demonic blades, but rather a God-Slaying Divine Artifact meant to destroy black divine artifacts?
“Excellent.”
Bu Eunseol nodded.
“Such abominations have no place in this world anyway.”
Hum!
Bu Eunseol lifted the protective casing from her bosom into the air.
Then, with all her might, she swung the Muk Hon Sword.
Boom!
Light erupted in all directions, and a transparent shockwave rippled outward from the An Ga, spreading far beyond.
The protective barrier had vanished as if evaporated.
It had melted away like snow under the sun.
Zing.
Yet suddenly, a faint vibration emanated from within Bu Eunseol’s robes.
It was the small bead that Chae Ju Hong had dropped earlier.
“I must consult with Ma Geom Ja about this.”
Ma Geom Ja possessed extensive knowledge not only of ancient weapons but also of the countless treasures scattered throughout Murim.
Surely he would know what this bead was. I decided to journey directly to Nangya Pavilion to inquire.
Whoosh.
After departing Hanjungbu, Bu Eunseol boarded a boat for the first time in ages.
I had heard that Ma Geom Ja was not at Geommi Mountain, but had traveled to Gae Bong Bu with the Iron Craftsman Guild.
Bu Eunseol leisurely made my way toward Gaebong by boat, savoring the journey.
Through the incident with the Byeok Yu Dang Lord, I had come to realize that changing identities could expose vulnerabilities.
Since information networks could be breached at any moment, it was far riskier to deploy rapid movement techniques and have two people meet and part ways quickly at a single location.
Instead, traveling at a leisurely pace while leaving a trail of movements, then secretly exchanging identities, proved far safer.
Whoosh.
The boat carrying its passengers moved slowly along the water channel.
Bu Eunseol stood on the deck, gazing at the surrounding landscape.
Before long, the boat was approaching the dock.
Zing.
Yet I sensed something strange.
Upon checking my robes, the small bead that had emerged from the protective barrier was emitting a peculiar glow.
As the boat drew closer to the dock, the light emanating from the bead grew slightly more intense.
‘It resonates with something.’
Bu Eunseol felt intrigued.
I still knew nothing of the Black Divine Artifact.
Following this bead to discover what lay ahead filled me with curiosity.
Whoosh.
Upon disembarking, Bu Eunseol immediately deployed my movement technique.
The further east I traveled, the more the light from the bead intensified.
Before long, I had ventured deep into the mountains.
All around, vegetation flourished and exotic flora bloomed in full splendor.
After some distance, I reached a flat summit.
‘In a place like this.’
There stood a massive stone gate.
Its surface was carved with grotesque patterns that seemed as though demons from Hell itself would pour forth upon its opening.
‘There are no traces of the gate having been opened.’
At the center of the stone gate was only a deep, circular hole, with no mechanism for opening visible anywhere.
On a whim, I inserted the Glacial Heavenly Thread Pearl into the hole and twisted it, but there was no locking mechanism inside.
“Wait a moment.”
Bu Eunseol withdrew a pearl from her sleeve.
The pearl gleamed with brilliant luminescence, and its size matched exactly with the circular hole in the Stone Chamber door.
‘Could it be?’
Click.
The moment I inserted the pearl into the hole, the door began to open slowly with a pleasant grinding sound.
Whoosh.
At the same instant, the pearl inside crumbled to dust and vanished on the wind.
“A one-time key to open such a door… so that’s what it was.”
Bu Eunseol could not hide her astonishment.
Despite wandering through Gangho and accumulating countless experiences, I had never encountered such a mysterious mechanism using a pearl as a key.
In other words, whatever lay within that chamber—
—would surely be filled with things I had never witnessed before.
Crunch, crunch.
Bu Eunseol, watching the pearl scatter into dust, carefully entered the passage.
After traversing a long corridor, a village built within a broad valley came into view.
Like any remote mountain settlement, numerous people moved through the tranquil landscape.
‘What in the world is this?’
Concealed as I observed the village, I doubted my own eyes.
Were not all the people moving about here walking with their shoulders aligned side by side?
Children and adults alike—regardless of age or gender—all appeared as though two bodies had been bound into one.
‘An Evil Sect organization?’
The Evil Sects of Murim often engage in incomprehensible acts to execute their bizarre techniques.
Perhaps these people too were committing such eccentricities to practice some unique grand technique.
‘Hmm.’
Fortunately, they did not appear to have mastered any formidable martial arts or possessed keen senses.
Moreover, the village nestled deep within the valley offered many places to conceal oneself.
Bu Eunseol was able to observe the villagers discreetly without expending great effort.
―The time has come!
Then something strange occurred.
One of the young boys walking with bodies bound together suddenly cried out loudly.
At that, people began to gather in a rush.
―The time has come!
When the boy shouted once more, a figure dressed in white robes and wearing a white mask approached.
“Hmm.”
The white-masked figure examined closely the face of another boy pressed tightly against the first boy’s side.
The boy’s eyes were vacant, as though his very soul had been stripped away, leaving only an empty husk.
The masked figure nodded and withdrew a sharp dagger from his sleeve, offering it forward.
The boy accepted the dagger and—
Thud!
Without hesitation, I drove a short blade into the heart of the young boy standing beside me.
Thump.
The moment the blade pierced his heart, the young boy breathed his last.
Immediately, those standing behind the Masked Assassin removed the corpse.
“Follow me.”
The Masked Assassin then led the remaining young boy away into some corner of the village.
‘Why would he do such a thing?’
Bu Eunseol, watching from her hiding place, widened her eyes in shock.
She could not comprehend this grotesque spectacle.
Whoosh.
She immediately followed the Masked Assassin and the young boy in secret.
The two entered a large stone-walled house in the center of the village.
‘Could it be… Gui Il Gae?’
Gui Il Gae had converted an ordinary house in the village into a secret passage leading underground.
Then this village itself must be a place built by Gui Il Gae?
Rumble.
After the two entered the Stone Chamber, a low mechanical sound echoed shortly after.
There was clearly a secret passage within.
‘There’s no choice.’
At the entrance of the Stone Chamber stood two masked Wi Sa.
Even if I infiltrated secretly, I would have to subdue these two.
Snap.
As I released a subtle force, the Wi Sa’s bodies froze in place.
Bu Eunseol quickly entered the Stone Chamber and proceeded into the secret passage.
Inside, a wide corridor embedded with luminous pearls unfolded before me.
On both sides were several doors, and above them were transparent windows.
Peering through the windows into the interior.
Bu Eunseol discovered the room containing the young boy and the Masked Assassin she had seen earlier.
“Retreat, lake, sea, blade.”
The young boy lay with his eyes closed, while the Masked Assassin uttered bizarre words.
“…Secret.”
As the Masked Assassin spoke the final word, the young boy’s eyes suddenly snapped open.
‘How is this possible?’
Bu Eunseol rubbed her eyes.
The face of the young boy, who had been perfectly fine just moments ago.
Had transformed into the face of the young boy I had directly pierced through the heart and killed.
“You may return now.”
At the White-Robed Masked Man’s words, a strange gleam flickered across the eyes of the young boy, whose face had been as expressionless as a corpse.
“Yes.”
The young boy regained his composure, responding with a lively expression before slipping out of the Stone Chamber.
‘What I see with my eyes cannot reveal the truth beneath.’
Bu Eunseol unfolded her Gong Pa Heart Eye technique to survey her surroundings, confirming that no one else was present.
She immediately entered the Stone Chamber and sealed the White-Robed Masked Man’s Blood Sealing Point.
Crack!
Though the White-Robed Masked Man’s martial prowess appeared formidable, he could not withstand Bu Eunseol’s technique, and his body froze solid.
“What are you doing here?”
Bu Eunseol boldly revealed her true identity.
Based on their actions, the likelihood that they were from Sam Gye was high.
Appearing as Muk Hon Ryeong Ju, who had constantly clashed with Sam Gye, would be the safest approach.
“Muk Hon Ryeong Ju.”
The White-Robed Masked Man greeted her warmly upon seeing her.
“What brings such a busy figure to this place?”
“Cheonghae Realm…was it?”
Bu Eunseol possessed the ability to distinguish people by their eyes and physique alone.
Upon observing the masked man’s gaze and build,
she instantly recognized him as an emissary of the Cheonghae Realm whom she had encountered when she concluded her business with the Sichuan Dang Family in the past.
“Remarkable. You can distinguish people even through a mask.”
The White-Robed Masked Man, having immediately grasped her ability, spoke with a leisurely expression.
“Now that you know I am from the Cheonghae Realm, should you not release my Blood Sealing Point?”
The Infinite Realm had consistently treated Bu Eunseol as an adversary, but the Cheonghae Realm was different.
They had never once acted hostilely toward her.
Was that not why Gong Son Dan Gyeong had not mistaken Bu Eunseol for a spy of the Cheonghae Realm?
“I asked what you are doing.”
Whoosh!
As Bu Eunseol channeled her inner force, the White-Robed Masked Man’s mask was instantly sucked into her palm.
“An unfamiliar face.”
The unmasked man was a dignified middle-aged figure, someone she had never seen before.
His demeanor and gaze even gave the impression of someone from the government rather than a martial artist.
“It would be troublesome if you continue acting like the supreme master of Murim.”
The Middle-Aged Man spoke differently.
“If you make an enemy of Ben Gye, Muk Hon Ryeong Ju, it will become difficult for you as well.”
“If you give me one more evasive answer…”
Blood light flickered in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
“I will sever your neck immediately.”
“Sigh.”
The Middle-Aged Man exhaled deeply, then spoke in a low voice.
“We are sealing those who would become great demons or great villains that would throw Tianxia into chaos.”
“Sealing?”
Bu Eunseol furrowed her brow.
“Explain precisely. Make it comprehensible.”
“The boy who just died was destined to become a Heavenly Demon Lord.”
The Middle-Aged Man continued his explanation.
“But as you well know, those destined to become great villains or Demon Lords are… born with exceptional talents and formidable killing intent.”
“And so.”
“Wouldn’t it be a waste to simply kill such individuals?”
A flash of light flickered across Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
A rather peculiar thought had crossed her mind.
“Then you’re saying the surviving boy inherited the talents and killing intent of the dead boy?”
“Sharp mind. Or should I say, vivid imagination?”
The Middle-Aged Man smiled faintly.
“That must be because we’ve constantly clashed with the Infinite Realm and Gwi Il Gye.”
“You speak of impossibilities.”
“There is no impossibility in Ben Gye, Moo Hon Ryeong Ju.”
The Middle-Aged Man smiled faintly.
“Where there is righteousness, evil exists; where there is yin, yang exists. This universe is constructed so that all things achieve perfect balance.”
And he continued calmly.
“Similarly, where villains exist, so do virtuous people. What if one were to harmoniously combine the two? Would not an extraordinary being be born?”
He gazed directly into Bu Eunseol’s eyes as he spoke.
“In other words, if one captures individuals possessing opposite temperaments and merges their personalities… they can become an incredible superhuman.”
The Middle-Aged Man began a lengthy explanation, seeing that Bu Eunseol did not fully comprehend.
According to his account….
The Cheonghae Realm possesses a secret method to identify individuals with the temperaments of great Demon Lords or great villains who could shake Murim.
And they can even locate virtuous people standing at the exact opposite pole.
Using special drugs and forbidden techniques, they suppress the villain’s violent nature by controlling their mind, then bind the two together in endless brainwashing.
In this way, the virtuous person absorbs all of the villain’s temperament and character into their mind.
Finally, when the villain’s temperament becomes completely established in the virtuous person’s consciousness.
The virtuous person kills the villain.
Thus, the vivid personality of the villain lives and breathes within the virtuous person’s mind.
And they become an incredible powerhouse.

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