The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 640

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Chapter 640.
Whoosh!
As the subtle sound of a piercing technique reached his ears, Seok Chi Haeng awakened from his reverie.
While lost in thought, someone who had spotted an opening leaped into the air and thrust a long spear toward his Baihui point.
Boom!
But both the spear that had been driving forward and the one who had launched the covert assault burst apart in the air with a deafening explosion.
Patter, patter, patter.
As blood and debris fell from the sky, Seok Chi Haeng closed his eyes.
Scorching blood and the fragrance of slaughter.
Only these two things could somewhat suppress the anguish that erupted from within my heart.
“Heh.”
Seok Chi Haeng, laughing softly, resumed his walk.
By now the moon had set, and the morning sun was rising once more.
Gwon Wang had reappeared, and rumors spread throughout Gangho that he was slaughtering young martial artists.
As a result, young warriors eager to make names for themselves appeared ceaselessly from everywhere, throwing themselves at him.
With bloodshot eyes, Seok Chi Haeng unfailingly reduced them to pulp.
Doing so allowed the fury and torment churning in my chest to gradually subside.
Yet something was strange.
I had thought that the more I killed, the better the anguish would become, but somehow it had only deepened.
The phenomenon where slaughter had once brought relief was fading, replaced only by a suffocating thirst.
Step, step, step.
I walked slowly forward.
By now the sun hung high in the sky, its round, glittering rays dazzling—reminiscent of her.
I would find that young bastard who had toppled Gokgeomrim and kill him, then return to Gokgeomrim where she slept.
“There he is!”
Hundreds of martial artists had surrounded Seok Chi Haeng.
They were all young warriors coveting the title of Gwon Wang.
Among them were some quite renowned figures, and there were also rising masters newly emerged in Gangho.
In all their eyes burned the same fervent desire.
―If I kill him….
A position among the Four Gods Seven Kings—it was not merely a matter of martial prowess ranking.
Excluding the Sam Ma Sam Jon, it referred to one who had mastered martial arts in each field and wielded tremendous influence throughout Gangho.
Conversely speaking.
If one killed a master belonging to the Four Gods Seven Kings, one could instantly gain tremendous honor.
Drip.
When Seok Chi Haeng’s bloodshot gaze met theirs, several young warriors flinched.
His martial spirit was far superior to what they had anticipated, and his killing intent was overwhelming. It seemed impossible to defeat him no matter how many attacked together.
―No, it was possible.
But immediately, fervent desire blazed anew in their chests.
The Four Gods Seven Kings—a position that martial artists dreamed of. Who could resist such temptation?
“Insects like moths.”
Seok Chi Haeng’s eyes blazed with scorching fury.
That one must have felt the same.
He had surely entered Gokgeomrim, which shunned the spotlight of Murim, seeking to make a name for himself.
All those who lusted after such glory needed to be erased.
Boom!
Seok Chi Haeng deployed the Heavenly Creation Seven Techniques once more.
With each move he unfolded, an infinite torrent of power—as if entire mountains were being hurled—poured forth.
“Scatter!”
The young martial artists cried out in alarm and scattered in all directions.
When many gathered together, fear dissolved.
Greater numbers meant greater courage.
They had believed that with their numbers, they could surely stand against Gwon Wang.
But the moment Seok Chi Haeng’s fist descended, they understood instantly.
Everything had been a delusion.
―We were so terribly mistaken.
The eyes of the martial artists sent flying as bloody masses were all filled with regret.
Only in death did they grasp the weight of the name Four Gods Seven Kings.
Those who ascended to the throne of the Four Gods Seven Kings all possessed innate talent and genius.
They had reached immeasurable martial heights, crossed the line between life and death again and again, and survived as warriors of reversal.
Even if their numbers were multiplied several times over, they could never be toppled.
Splurt! Thud thud thud.
Blood sprayed in all directions.
The three hundred martial artists had been reduced to barely a hundred.
Those who survived were as good as corpses in coffins.
Paralyzed by terror, they couldn’t move a single finger.
Squelch squelch.
As Seok Chi Haeng, drenched in blood, approached slowly,
the hundred or so martial artists trembled with fear, some losing control of their bladders, others collapsing to weep.
“Heh.”
Gwon Wang let out a cold laugh.
Vermin like these needed no martial techniques. He could simply tear them apart as he caught them.
Crack.
As he spread his massive hand like a cauldron lid to seize a young martial artist,
Whoosh!
A strange sound of splitting air rippled from the distant sky like waves,
and in a flash,
a figure using the Cloud Dragon Reversal technique suddenly stood before Seok Chi Haeng.
The frame was slender, the features unremarkable.
Yet the eyes possessed an eerie clarity, as if peering through flesh to observe what lay within.
It was Bu Eunseol, who had taken on the guise of Seon Woo Jin.
“This is troublesome.”
Bu Eunseol surveyed her surroundings, her brow furrowing.
A veritable Hell Island unfolded before her eyes.
She had anticipated that Gwon Wang would become Sal Gwi. But she had not expected him to be so consumed by murderous frenzy that he would tear apart young martial artists who had not even reached the half-step transcendence realm.
‘He has already become someone approaching a great slaughterer.’
“You.”
Gwon Wang’s body trembled as he gazed upon Bu Eunseol.
He could tell without even confirming her appearance.
That distinctive aura, and those eyes burning like brilliant flames within cold ice.
It was unmistakably that young man who had entered Gokgeomrim and subdued him back then.
“It is you―――!”
Seok Chi Haeng unleashed a thunderous shout and deployed his fist technique.
The Cangcheon Seven Techniques, steeped in killing intent, had lost all subtlety, yet its power had increased several times over.
Whoosh!
As the fist wind poured forth, the towering trees and boulders where Bu Eunseol stood vanished without a trace.
It was a power that defied belief even when witnessed with one’s own eyes.
Swish.
In that instant, Bu Eunseol leaped into the air and drew the Muk Hon Sword.
As the dark blade revealed itself, a chilling aura spread in all directions.
Screech!
Bu Eunseol unleashed three strands of sword qi.
Her swordplay was simple and unremarkable, yet remarkably, it annihilated all of Seok Chi Haeng’s fist power and pierced through his vital points.
“Damn you!”
With murderous intent blazing in his eyes, Seok Chi Haeng deployed his full strength in the Water Current Cloud Technique.
Whoosh!
The Water Current Cloud Technique, shrouded in power and Sal Gwi’s presence, created dozens of fist shadows.
As Seok Chi Haeng continuously deployed his fist techniques, the space within a dozen zhang around him was filled entirely with fist shadows of his creation.
Bang! Crash.
Though there appeared to be no space to evade,
Bu Eunseol dodged every single fist shadow pouring down like waves.
As if she had rendered her body transparent, allowing all the fist power to pass through naturally.
―This cannot be.
As the exchanges between the two masters continued endlessly, the hundred-odd martial artists who had survived forgot even that they should flee.
They stood with gaping mouths, watching the battle unfold.
Each time Seok Chi Haeng deployed his fist technique, the surrounding terrain transformed, and a gale that seemed to tear the world asunder poured forth.
In contrast, Bu Eunseol, wielding her sword, concealed her form like a fallen leaf hiding in wind,
Continuously creating needle-sharp sword qi and fan-shaped broad light membranes.
The fist technique of Gwon Wang, who had reached the pinnacle of the Overwhelming Path.
Bu Eunseol’s swordplay, harmonizing softness and sharpness.
Weren’t those the perfect martial techniques that young warriors dreamed of even in their sleep?
Crack! Boom!
As the exchange of blows continued, the tide of battle gradually shifted.
Bu Eunseol, who had been moving like a phantom and stubbornly maintaining defense, began unleashing sword strikes.
Slash! Slash!
Each blade strike found its mark on Seok Chi Haeng’s body without fail.
However, they weren’t powerful enough to shatter Seok Chi Haeng’s protective qi barrier, merely leaving shallow wounds on his flesh.
Yet if he continued to take such attacks, the reversal of fortune was as inevitable as fire burning.
“Hehehehe.”
Seok Chi Haeng laughed despite Bu Eunseol’s successive successful strikes.
“I’ve always known your skills were formidable.”
Even when he had unleashed the Cheon Cheon Seven Techniques with all his might back then, he had been defeated, and his Blood Sealing Point had been suppressed.
No matter how consumed by vengeance and murderous madness he became, Seok Chi Haeng was a master of martial arts.
He knew well that if they were to meet and fight again, the probability of his defeat was high.
―If he couldn’t kill him, then mutual destruction would have to suffice.
Having resolved to take revenge, Seok Chi Haeng did not immediately venture into Gangho but instead searched through the ruins of Gokgeomrim.
And he managed to find even a small amount of the black liquid that had healed his arm.
This was a material used in creating the Black Divine Technique, capable of instantly bonding with the human body and transforming flesh into steel-like substance.
It possessed wondrous power.
He carefully stored the liquid in a bottle and kept it in a sturdy iron case.
So that whenever that bastard appeared, he could drink it immediately.
Gulp.
Seok Chi Haeng retrieved the iron case hidden in his bosom and drank the liquid in one breath.
Originally, this liquid should be consumed together with various elixirs created in Gokgeomrim and numerous spiritual herbs.
Drinking it alone like this could cause his body to transform into something monstrous, and he might even lose his humanity.
But such side effects were precisely what Seok Chi Haeng desperately desired.
Only then would his chances of tearing that bastard to shreds increase.
Crack.
Suddenly, bone-cracking sounds erupted from his body as his skin gradually turned black.
It was as if he were transforming from human form into dark, murky metal.
Slash! Slash!
Bu Eunseol’s sword techniques struck repeatedly, yet his body, now like a lump of iron, didn’t even show scratches.
I’ve transformed my body like the Black Divine Technique.
Bu Eunseol immediately grasped the situation and bit her lip.
But I cannot use the Divine Technique or the Blood Dew Seven Techniques.
If I were to use the Divine Technique to awaken the Muk Hon Sword, or employ the Blood Dew Seven Techniques?
Even if Seok Chi Haeng had become a Heavenly Strength Body, I could strike him down instantly.
But there are countless warriors watching this battle here. And hadn’t I come under the identity of Seon Woo Jin?
I absolutely must not use my true power.
Grit.
Bu Eunseol twisted the sword hilt firmly in her grip.
From the start, I had never believed that Seon Woo Jin’s identity alone would allow me to defeat Seok Chi Haeng easily.
‘Sword of Primal Transformation.’
Within my mind lay Jeong Cheon Je, dormant and waiting.
The transformations of the Sword of Primal Transformation, inscribed upon the surface of the Eternal Ice Pavilion, began to crystallize in my consciousness.
Though it was not a complete sword technique, containing only one hundred eighty variations.
Yet even that much was a technique so profound that I could not guarantee I could execute it flawlessly.
‘By utilizing the ever-shifting sword forms, I accumulate the force being exerted.’
Whiiiing.
As Bu Eunseol drew upon her inner strength, wind began to swirl around the Muk Hon Sword.
The Sword of Primal Transformation.
The legendary sword technique said to have been created by Gwang Seong Ja for Emperor Hyeonwon.
When perfected, it produces three hundred ninety-five variations in a single strike—a mythical technique that.
Captures the subtle transformations of nature itself within a single blade.
Bu Eunseol had mastered half of those variations inscribed upon the Eternal Ice Pavilion, and now attempted to unfold them for the first time.
Swoooosh.
With a sound like crashing waves.
Mist-like sword energy radiated outward from the Muk Hon Sword.
That energy transformed into various geometric shapes and shifted like watercolor paintings capturing nature’s essence.
Though merely one hundred eighty variations—half the complete form—it finally unified the sword technique into one perfect whole.
“Excellent!”
Seok Chi Haeng recognized that Bu Eunseol had unleashed a decisive technique and instantly manifested forty-nine fist shadows.
These were the Seven Heavens Fist Technique, which he had refined to the Transformation Realm, executed seven times in succession.
It was the perfect fist form he could execute.
Swoooosh. Kraaaash!
As the Sword of Primal Transformation clashed head-on with the Seven Heavens Fist Technique, the shockwave from both sides erupted toward the sky’s edge.
All the trees within thirty paces of the impact fell as if swept by a tempest.
Whoooosh!
In the wake of the violent gale, Seok Chi Haeng stood with his arms crossed, his body braced against the force.
“Hahahaha!”
Straightening his posture once more, Seok Chi Haeng burst into triumphant laughter.
Though his entire body bore web-like wounds, not a single one was fatal.
The Sword of Primal Transformation, containing one hundred eighty variations, ultimately.
Could not penetrate the forty-nine fist shadows created by repeating the Seven Heavens Fist Technique seven times.
“….”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened in shock.
The reason I had come here with such confidence as Seon Woo Jin.
It was precisely because of this Sword of Primal Transformation, my trump card.
Yet with only half the Sword of Primal Transformation, I could not bring down Seok Chi Haeng.
“Did No Bu seem so insignificant to me?”
Seok Chi Haeng’s eyes flashed with murderous intent as a sinister laugh escaped his lips.
“To unfold an incomplete sword technique as though it were complete.”
In that instant, a flash of revelation crossed Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
Upon hearing Seok Chi Haeng’s words, she understood why the Sword of Heavenly Origin had failed.
―She had unfolded it while pretending it was complete.
‘What I unfolded was the Sword of Heavenly Origin inscribed upon the Eternal Ice Pavilion.’
The greatness of the Sword of Heavenly Origin lay in its ability to capture the transformations of nature itself within a single strike.
The traces of swordsmanship left upon the Eternal Ice Pavilion were likely a sword technique designed to kill Jeong Cheon Je.
In other words, a technique to pierce through the defense Jeong Cheon Je had unfolded.
To counter Jeong Cheon Je’s martial prowess.
A Sword of Heavenly Origin meant to sever Jeong Cheon Je’s life force.
Naturally, it would not work against Seok Chi Haeng.
‘I must recalculate.’
Step by step.
Then, Seok Chi Haeng, black mist pouring from both fists, approached with a murderous laugh.
“I will tear you to shreds and avenge her.”
“Are you perhaps speaking of Bi Yeon?”
“Do not speak her name with your filthy mouth!”
Seok Chi Haeng trembled, tears of blood streaming down his face.
“I swear it! I will tear you to shreds and avenge her!”
“I did not kill her!”
“Speak no lies!”
White murderous intent poured from Seok Chi Haeng’s mouth like mist.
His slaughter madness had progressed beyond his ability to contain his inner killing intent.
“Very well, what need is there for words?”
Even if he explained for four days and nights, Seok Chi Haeng would not understand.
Moreover, he had succumbed to his slaughter madness and brutally killed countless people. Regardless, the karmic retribution and blood debt would have to be paid.
Click.
Having finally grasped the true intent of the Sword of Heavenly Origin, Bu Eunseol sheathed her Muk Hon Sword and fixed her gaze upon Seok Chi Haeng.
“Let us fight without regret.”
As Bu Eunseol took the stance of unfolding the Swift Sword Technique, Seok Chi Haeng let out a sinister laugh.
“I can see your death.”
Boom!
Seok Chi Haeng unfolded the Heaven Piercing Technique in rapid succession.
It was not an unavoidable power.
Yet Bu Eunseol found herself in a situation where she had to recalculate one hundred eighty sword strokes to bring Seok Chi Haeng down.
It was still too early to attempt a counterattack.
Boom!
At last, struck by his power across her shoulder and leg, Bu Eunseol’s body staggered.
“Hehehehe!”
As his fist strike connected, Seok Chi Haeng laughed heartily and unleashed a relentless barrage of fist techniques.
Bu Eunseol, unable to even draw the sword she gripped, continually retreated backward.
To any observer, she appeared to be falling back in fear, overwhelmed by his momentum.
“I will tear you to shreds!”
The Heavenly Blade Seven Techniques, saturated with killing intent, grew increasingly devastating with each strike, the murderous aura thickening until—
it drew ever closer to the Demon Fist Seven Techniques.
Boom!
Struck three more times, Bu Eunseol was driven back five paces.
No matter how skillfully she evaded, whenever the fist force grazed her body—
overwhelming power wrapped around her entire frame, vibrating through her meridians.
Moreover, Seok Chi Haeng’s fist techniques, drenched in killing intent, amplified in potency with each expansion.
Sizzle.
Pale smoke suddenly rose from Bu Eunseol’s body.
Seok Chi Haeng’s fist force had transformed into something resembling the Gongdong Sect’s Seven Wounds Fist, with sharp strands of inner force relentlessly boring into her meridians.
Bu Eunseol continuously countered with her Extreme Reversal True Qi—
resisting that power.
As she collided repeatedly with the strands of Seok Chi Haeng’s inner force lingering within her body, the pale smoke was generated.
Crash!
Seok Chi Haeng’s assault began anew.
Even as Bu Eunseol evaded swiftly, she continuously gauged his movements.
‘I must create a new Sword Technique of Absolute Perfection that can block Seok Chi Haeng’s fist methods and defeat him in one decisive strike.’
“Heh, so that’s it.”
Seeing the fierce determination burning in Bu Eunseol’s eyes, Seok Chi Haeng realized she was not afraid at all.
Instead, she was analyzing his fist techniques and attempting to unleash a sword technique to counter them.
“You’ll have no such opportunity!”
Whoosh!
With a shout, Seok Chi Haeng’s body vanished.
Simultaneously, colossal fist force the size of a palace hall poured down upon Bu Eunseol from all directions.
It was not the Heavenly Blade First Technique, but a Killing Claw Technique born from vengeance—
infused even with Original Qi, released at a speed defying all martial principles, with all escape routes sealed.
A sudden, unpredictable Killing Claw Technique that no one could anticipate.
Roar!
As a colossal tempest engulfed the world and crashed down upon Bu Eunseol in that instant—
Flash!
A brilliant radiance blazed from Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
Screech.
At the same moment, the Muk Hon Sword emerged from its scabbard.
The sword’s cry pierced through the fist force Seok Chi Haeng unleashed, ringing out clearly with a lingering resonance.
Clatter!
Simultaneously, countless geometric patterns materialized around Bu Eunseol’s body.
A piercing scream tore through the air.
As it did, the overwhelming killing technique that Seok Chi Haeng had unleashed began to dissolve like melting snow.
“What?”
Seok Chi Haeng’s eyes widened in shock.
What kind of swordsmanship was this? How could it obliterate his killing technique—one infused with his full power—as easily as snow melting in spring?
A soft rustling sound echoed.
But his astonishment came too soon.
The layered geometric patterns, now stripped of all power, began to shift and transform—taking on the exact form of Seok Chi Haeng himself.
It was as though his silhouette had been painted with transparent water.
His posture matched perfectly with every movement he made.
A devastating wave erupted forth!
Black sword lines, modeled after his own form, suddenly crashed down upon him.
“Impossible!”
Seok Chi Haeng, seized by alarm, let out a thunderous shout and spun his entire body with tremendous force, unleashing the Life and Death Great Path—the ultimate technique he had created.
A massive explosion of power erupted!
Colossal waves of energy rippled outward from his entire being, transforming into a tidal wave vast enough to swallow the world itself.
Then—silence.
Seok Chi Haeng’s movements froze.
The shadow of Seok Chi Haeng created by the Sword Shadow Returning to Origin technique had achieved perfect synchronization with his actual posture.
In that instant, the technique he had unleashed vanished completely.
The One Hundred Eighty Sword Shadow Returning to Origin technique that Bu Eunseol had finally comprehended was this:
Like a master painter wielding a brush, it created a perfect replica of the opponent’s form and movements.
No matter what technique the enemy unleashed, she had already created sword techniques that mirrored their every action.
It was an absolute sword technique that could instantly nullify all attacks.

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