The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 713

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Chapter 713.
A low murmur rippled through the crowd.
At the base of the mountain, the White Horse Sect’s elite vanguard, the Tal Hon Dae, stood stationed.
It was to prevent any interference with the duel that might occur.
“Wait here. Until the victor descends.”
At the Tal Hon Dae Master’s words, Dang Gon chuckled softly and gazed at Bu Eunseol.
“Seeing them go to such lengths, it seems they won’t resort to dirty tricks.”
“Do well.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Dang Gon nodded and immediately unfurled his divine movement technique.
A pale blue shimmer.
As I entered the path ascending the mountain, a thick mist began to rise.
‘A formation technique.’
Dang Gon, who unfolded his divine movement with an unconcerned expression, reached the Pavilion, where Hyuk Ryeon Eung stood with arms crossed.
Though I had seen him before, at his waist hung not the pure white whip used by White Horse Sect warriors,
but a transparently gleaming White Horse Whip bound there.
It seemed to be a whip with special properties.
“You’re late.”
At Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s words, Dang Gon spoke calmly.
“Were you afraid? Enough to unfurl the formation technique beforehand?”
Hyuk Ryeon Eung wore a cruel smile.
“I had to cage the rat first.”
A heavy thud.
As Hyuk Ryeon Eung stamped his foot, mist began to rise in all directions.
Simultaneously, a massive transparent wall slowly materialized around the surroundings.
“There’s no need to be surprised. It’s merely to prevent escape.”
“Had I intended to flee, I would have revealed my identity before entering the White Horse Sect.”
“It matters not. One of us must die regardless.”
A sharp metallic sound.
Hyuk Ryeon Eung grasped the White Horse Whip at his waist.
The length of the tightly coiled White Horse Whip appeared to exceed three zhang at minimum.
Considering the principles of martial arts,
Against an opponent wielding such a long weapon, it would be advantageous to take up a short weapon and engage in close combat.
Yet Dang Gon withdrew a single hidden blade from his garment.
It was an ordinary hidden blade that Dang Pae frequently used.
“Hehehehe. So that’s what you’re doing.”
Hyuk Ryeon Eung laughed coolly.
His White Horse Whip, which could be wielded at ultra-high speed and exceeded five zhang in length,
could, if he so desired, create a barrier that no other weapon could penetrate.
A wall of true energy equivalent to a protective barrier.
Yet he intended to settle this with merely a single hidden blade?
‘Even the Ten Finger Eternal Rotation, called the supreme master of hidden projectile techniques, proves useless before the White Horse Whip Method.’
Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s lips curled into a sneer.
There was no need to even employ the martial arts he’d learned from Cheonghae Realm—he would simply sever the man’s neck with the White Horse Whip Method.
“Hyuk Ryeon Eung.”
Dang Gon spoke while gazing down at the hidden projectile in his hand.
“If you can evade this, then victory is yours.”
“Hehehehe.”
The moment Hyuk Ryeon Eung sensed that Dang Gon was preparing a one-strike-certain-kill hidden projectile technique, laughter burst from his lips.
A one-strike-certain-kill technique, if it misses, exposes a fatal opening.
In other words, if he merely defended against the single technique Dang Gon unleashed, victory would be his in an instant.
Whiiiing.
Dang Gon’s pupils dilated dramatically, beginning to emit a mysterious radiance.
Simultaneously, the pores on the back of his hand gripping the hidden projectile contracted, and his blood vessels pulsed in rhythmic cycles of constriction and expansion.
As he drew upon his full power to elevate his inner force, the blood circulation within his body accelerated rapidly.
“Hmph.”
Hyuk Ryeon Eung scoffed and struck first before Dang Gon could attack.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the White Horse Whip at his waist soared skyward and began undulating like waves.
He had deployed the Drifting Shadow Absolute Form—a technique capable of deflecting any hidden projectile in a single breath.
Shwik! Shwik! Shwik!
Accompanied by the sound of sharp wind slicing through the air, the translucent White Horse Whip coiled around his body.
The fundamental principle of hidden projectile mastery was to seize the openings revealed when an opponent attacked or moved.
And to sever their life in an instant.
Knowing this well, Hyuk Ryeon Eung had preemptively deployed a defensive formation to reveal no openings.
“Hehehehe.”
Having constructed a massive wall with Whip Force, Hyuk Ryeon Eung smiled mockingly.
Even if Tang Cheon Gun, known as the Dang Family’s greatest prodigy, had returned alive, he could not land a hidden projectile against this Drifting Shadow Absolute Form.
Swoosh.
Then Dang Gon’s hidden projectile finally tore through the void.
Swuuuush.
The hidden projectile Dang Gon unleashed extended a tremendous piercing sound as it hurtled toward Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s brow.
Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s eyes widened as he watched the projectile.
Not because he could not evade it, but because the projectile’s launch speed was unimaginably slow.
Plod. Plod.
The hidden projectile drifted toward Hyuk Ryeon Eung even more sluggishly than a snail crawling.
A flash crossed Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s eyes as he observed this.
‘Is this truly the Dang Family’s supreme hidden projectile technique?’
The projectile would take a quarter turn, perhaps even a full turn, before reaching him.
Moreover, sensing no fluctuation of inner force in the projectile, it was clearly thrown with negligible power.
‘Should I simply swat it away?’
At that speed, the hidden projectile could be easily swatted away with a simple strike.
‘No, it could be a technique of illusion and reality—虛虛實實.’
Perhaps Dang Gon hoped I would strike at the hidden projectile and expose an opening.
Hyuk Ryeon Eung fortified his inner energy and continuously deployed the Byeok Yo Jeol Yeong Technique.
Yet it seemed the hidden projectile would take at least another moment to reach him.
‘Could it be… the Eternal River Advancing Leaf?’
In Murim, there existed one extraordinarily mysterious hidden projectile technique.
It was said that a single hidden projectile could contain all of one’s inner energy and even the natural forces surrounding the area.
The legendary hidden projectile technique—the Eternal River Advancing Leaf.
Because that method compressed immense reverse force, it was possible to release the hidden projectile infinitely slowly.
However, it was merely a theoretical technique that had never actually manifested in Murim.
Could Dang Gon have truly mastered the Eternal River Advancing Leaf?
Slowly… slowly…
The hidden projectile continued its straight path toward the space between my brows.
Regardless of what technique this was.
The mere fact that such a sluggish hidden projectile technique was being employed made it clear that an extraordinary hidden projectile art was at work.
‘Hmm.’
Knowledge itself could be a burden.
Upon witnessing this sluggish hidden projectile technique, every martial art I knew came flooding into my mind.
And I could not possibly determine which martial art Dang Gon had unleashed.
Divided mind.
To suppress an opponent, one must maintain composure and unite body and spirit as one.
―If you can evade this hidden projectile, victory shall be yours.
Moreover, just before the battle began.
Dang Gon’s words had burned themselves into my mind like a brand.
His declaration that he would only launch a single-form hidden projectile.
I had become fixated on the notion of a single-form duel, and as a result, I was consuming an extreme amount of mental strength.
‘This bastard… with mere words?’
Only then did I realize that Dang Gon’s single statement had fractured my spiritual resolve, creating a divided mind within me.
In this state… I could not deploy any technique with stability.
“Impossible!”
I abandoned the Byeok Yo Jeol Yeong Technique and struck at the hidden projectile with all my might.
If it was being released so slowly, the hidden projectile must surely contain tremendous power.
Bang!
Yet an unexpected situation unfolded.
The hidden projectile I had struck with all my strength using the White Horse Palm contained… no power whatsoever—as if it had been thrown by a three-year-old child.
“So even the Special Divine Guard of the Cheonghae Realm possesses only this much patience.”
By then, a dark radiance had gathered at the tips of Dang Gon’s fingers.
Flash!
A single line of light tore across heaven and earth.
At that very moment, Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s body froze as though he had turned to wood, unable to move.
It was the final legacy Dang Pae had passed to Dang Gon before his death.
The ultimate secret technique of the Dang Family—the inescapable Line of Death had been unleashed.
“To think you would fell me with merely a single technique…”
With the Line of Death piercing through his throat, Hyuk Ryeon Eung gurgled, blood pooling in his mouth.
“To bring down the Master of Bon Gak itself.”
Though Dang Gon had inherited Dang Pae’s martial secrets, he harbored no certainty of victory against Hyuk Ryeon Eung.
After all, the man had resolved to counter hidden projectile techniques by establishing his own fortress of White Horse methods.
―To topple an enemy stronger than oneself, one must transform their greatest strength into their fatal weakness.
Yet suddenly, Dang Pae’s teachings—words that had once rebuked me—surfaced in my mind.
―If you wish to strike an enemy’s hidden projectiles with certainty, you must first shatter their spirit and expose their vulnerabilities.
I did not forget that teaching.
I deliberately mimicked the legendary hidden projectile technique, the Ganges Leaf Rotation, with a false method, shattering Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s spirit and creating chaos within it.
And seizing that opening, I released the Line of Death.
The Tang Pae Death Line.
I had inscribed my father’s name into the Dang Family’s final secret technique.
“You as well.”
At that moment, Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s eyes blazed open as he screamed through gritted teeth.
“You will soon follow me to death!”
Thud.
He collapsed and breathed his last.
It was a somewhat hollow end for the Master of Baek Ryeon Gak of the White Horse Sect.
“Father.”
I gazed toward the distant sky.
Though I had achieved my vengeance, I felt neither joy nor pride.
My heart was filled only with a tender, aching longing for my father.
“I will surely establish Bon Gak as a pillar of strength in Murim.”
Only now did I truly understand.
My father had always loved me.
It was merely his taciturn nature.
And his desire to forge a mighty Dang Family.
That prevented him from expressing such feelings.
Turn.
I turned away weakly.
For this single technique’s victory, I had spent days and nights calculating in my mind.
By martial standards alone, I could never have defeated Hyuk Ryeon Eung, a member of the Cheong Ha Gye Special Divine Guard.
So I had wagered everything—all my skills, mental fortitude, and accumulated power—on this gamble.
And it had succeeded.
Step, step.
As I turned to leave Hong Jeong Rim, I tilted my head in confusion.
Even though Hyuk Ryeon Eung had fallen, the formation spread across the surrounding area remained unbroken.
‘Surely not.’
Dang Gon, seized by an ominous premonition, unfolded his Shattering Water technique and struck the transparent wall from which mist was rising with all his might.
Crackle.
Yet only blue flames scattered forth.
The wall showed no sign of shattering.
Moreover, a peculiar scent reached his nostrils.
It was the smell of gunpowder—something only a craftsman who had spent years manufacturing hidden projectiles could recognize.
“Surely not.”
Only then did Dang Gon realize that a trap of death had been laid across this entire area.
Hyuk Ryeon Eung, anticipating the possibility of his own defeat, had buried an enormous quantity of explosives throughout this region.
Hisssss.
Acrid smoke and its stench began rising from somewhere.
It seemed the buried explosives would detonate any moment now.
Moreover, the formation cast over this place
possessed a solidity that could not be broken in a short span of time.
Zing.
Taking a deep breath, Dang Gon drew upon Heaven and Earth’s Shared Intent from among the Eight Great Secrets.
‘I will do my utmost.’
The probability of escaping this place alive was slim. Yet there was no fear, no trace of worry.
I had unleashed my martial arts without reservation, following my father’s teachings.
‘If one awakens to the Way in the morning, there is no regret even in dying at evening.’
Boom!
Yet suddenly, violet lightning descended from the void,
Crack.
The circular formation wall that had not shattered even under the full force of the Shattering Water technique crumbled in an instant.
Crackle.
From within the blazing violet flames, the silhouette of a single figure emerged.
It was Bu Eunseol.
“You.”
Dang Gon’s mouth fell open.
Bu Eunseol’s martial robes were completely drenched in crimson blood.
It appeared she had disposed of all the White Horse Sect disciples who had been lying in wait at the base of the mountain.
“How did you arrive?”
“A man who hails from the White Horse Sect and has risen to become a member of the Cheong Ha Gye Special Divine Guard would hardly handle matters with such restraint, would he?”
“That is….”
As Dang Gon began to speak, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.
It was as though the blood from his head was draining toward his feet.
Boom!
As Dang Gon’s eyes opened at the sound of thunder, he could see the surrounding landscape as though he had risen to a height of some thirty zhang.
Bu Eunseol held Dang Gon firmly in her grasp.
She unfurled the Heavenly Qi Piercing Strike accompanied by Thunder Divine Qi, tearing through the formation in a single breath before soaring into the void.
Boom!
In that instant, a deafening explosion that shook heaven and earth erupted from below.
The buried explosives had finally detonated.
“Ah….”
Startled, Dang Gon glanced downward,
Flash!
His body felt suddenly pulled in some direction, and a sharp pain tore through his mouth.
Bu Eunseol, holding him close, had unleashed the Extreme Speed Shadowless Movement at full power, causing torrents of air to flood his mouth.
Boom!
Thunder roared once more, and in the blink of an eye, they had crossed beyond White Horse Sect’s territory and entered the Seo Hwa region.
Thud.
As Bu Eunseol touched down on the earth,
“Ugh.”
Dang Gon let out a pained groan.
Bu Eunseol’s movement technique was far too swift, and the aftermath of unleashing Thunder Divine Qi left his entire body tingling.
“My apologies. Time was of the essence.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Dang Gon waved his hand dismissively.
“No need to apologize—thanks to you, I’m alive.”
“Now that everything is settled, assume the position of family head.”
“Bu Yeon Sang In acted under orders from Cheonghae Realm to steal your martial arts. Do you not intend to pursue the threads connected to him?”
“Whether it’s the Special Divine Guard or anything else, to Cheonghae Realm they are merely expendable tools. And….”
A blood-red gleam flickered in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
“The main headquarters must be destroyed completely anyway. I have no interest in mere underlings.”
Dang Gon swallowed hard.
Even the Special Divine Guard of Cheonghae Realm, which had toyed with the Dang Family, was nothing but small fry in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
After all, he would bring down Cheonghae Realm—indeed, all three realms.
“Will you return to Demon Palace now?”
“Yes.”
“I see.”
Dang Gon’s expression grew wistful for a moment before he pulled Bu Eunseol into a tight embrace.
“Thank you.”
Dang Gon spoke softly, suppressing the overwhelming emotion welling up within him.
“Should you ever need the strength of Bon Gak, contact me anytime.”
Bu Eunseol was currently dealing with the Sam Gye uprooted from Murim and various other forces.
And the Dang Family stood ready to commit their full strength to aid Bu Eunseol at any moment.
“I understand.”
Bu Eunseol, understanding Dang Gon’s heart, patted his back reassuringly.
“You will do well.”
Bu Eunseol patted my shoulder once more and nodded.
“Until we meet again.”
Whoosh!
Before Dang Gon could even respond, Bu Eunseol vanished into the Distant Sky.
Watching her disappear, Dang Gon clenched both fists tightly.
“Just wait a little longer.”
Dang Gon made a resolve.
That Bu Eunseol would not bear everything alone. That he would become a pillar of support for her path forward.
He would make the Dang Family far more formidable than it was now.
The death of the White Horse Sect’s Baek Ryeon Gak Master was handled quietly, never reaching the ears of Murim.
Baek Ryeon Gak Master Hyuk Ryeon Eung.
The White Horse Sect had discovered that he was a spy coordinating with external forces.
And this was also the Cheonghae Realm’s method of cutting off loose ends.
They would recruit individuals of high status and exceptional martial prowess into the Special Divine Guard, and once their usefulness expired—
They would subtly leak information to the organization that person belonged to,
revealing that the individual had been compromised, allowing them to quietly dispose of the matter themselves.
Meanwhile, the confrontation between the Demon Hall and the Murim Alliance grew increasingly severe.
Its origin was an assassination attempt on Seon Woo Jin, the Cheop Mil Won Master.
Bu Eunseol, under Seon Woo Jin’s identity, had eliminated Hyeoljuk, the Chong Gyo’s secret organization.
Enraged by this, Yeop Hyo Cheon mobilized the Demon Hall’s elite force, the Amhondae.
However, Bu Eunseol deliberately feigned severe injury from the Amhondae’s assault,
thereby exposing a major spy embedded within the Murim Alliance—
Sa Gong Won, the Dong Rim Gak Master.
From the Murim Alliance’s perspective, not only had a senior member been struck down, but a Demon Hall spy had attempted assassination…
It was an unforgivable transgression.
From the Demon Hall’s standpoint, they were equally furious.
Their elite force, which had never once been defeated, had suddenly suffered a crushing loss, and a spy they had cultivated for years had been eliminated.
Thus, a battle of pride erupted—one neither side could concede.
However, as both forces maintained a war-ready stance and continued their standoff,
both sides incurred massive unnecessary expenses, with constant skirmishes breaking out across their respective branches.
Ultimately, after much deliberation, the Murim Alliance issued this command to Seon Woo Jin.
―Master Seon Woo. How would it be if you negotiated with the Demon Hall and achieved a satisfactory resolution?
As a senior member, you wield tremendous power, and thus bear corresponding responsibility.
The Murim Alliance, viewing Seon Woo Jin as the source of this entire situation, ordered him to negotiate with the Demon Hall.
―Very well.
Having obtained full authority to handle this matter, Bu Eunseol immediately sent a letter to the Demon Hall.
―It was the Demon Hall that sent assassins in the first place, causing this situation to arise. Should the Demon Hall offer an official apology for this, we shall consider all that has transpired to be forgotten.
From the start, Bu Eunseol had no intention of resolving the standoff between the Demon Hall and the Murim Alliance.
Therefore, she brazenly demanded an apology from the one responsible for the assassination attempt—namely, the Chong Gyo himself.
Whether the Dong Rim Gak Master was a spy or not could no longer be determined.
The fact that Amhondae had attempted to assassinate me was undeniable.
‘There’s absolutely no way they would accept it.’
Bu Eunseol could say with certainty.
That Chong Gyo Ryeong would never apologize.
Moreover, the Demon Palace was currently in a state where Ma Cheon Je had broken his seclusion and returned.
Even if Chong Gyo Ryeong wanted to apologize, now that Ma Cheon Je had returned…
For an official apology to be made, it would have to come from Ma Cheon Je, the highest authority of the Demon Palace.
―Ma Cheon Je is requesting Seon Woo Jin from the Seonwoo Branch regarding this matter.
But an unexpected response came back from the Demon Palace.
―Ma Cheon Je will meet with you directly, the one who suffered the harm, and will proceed with discussions regarding apology and compensation.
Not Chong Gyo Ryeong, but Ma Cheon Je himself.
He had invited Seon Woo Jin to the Demon Palace to resolve this matter.
Moreover, this was an official proposal.
From Bu Eunseol’s perspective…
It was something she absolutely could not refuse or evade.

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