The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 741

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Chapter 741.
Just before my hand touched the darkness.
―Seol Ah.
Grandfather Bu Chanyang’s gentle voice echoed through my mind.
―How was your day?
Before sleep, Bu Chanyang would always
ask me about my day’s experiences.
How it went, what I thought about, what emotions I felt.
―I was angry.
In those early days helping Yeomsa, I always said such things.
―I wish everyone in the world would disappear.
People scorned Grandfather without reason or ignored him, and often exploited his kindness, working him without pay.
―I see.
Grandfather gazed at the furious young me with a tender smile.
Though kind words didn’t come easily after that, he earnestly asked about my thoughts and feelings each day.
He guided me to transform those negative emotions, to perceive the world through a broader perspective.
He gave me affectionate touches and attention, taught me diverse knowledge, and let me experience new things.
How much time passed that way?
―I was happy.
My answer had changed.
I, who had always been consumed by negativity and darkness, had somehow come to wear hopeful, bright expressions and eyes.
―Today was happy.
From that day forward, I always answered the same way—that I was always happy.
―Grandfather.
Awakening from the memory, even as my consciousness grew hazy, I smiled brightly.
―I was happy. Always.
Since entering the Gangho, my mind had always been consumed by the desire for revenge.
I had never forgotten it, not even once.
Yet simply recalling those days with Grandfather
revived the happiness buried in my heart.
‘Happiness.’
After Grandfather died so brutally,
happiness became a word that no longer suited me.
But now I finally understood.
That my time in the Gangho hadn’t been filled only with suffering.
Even as I lived each day for revenge, I formed bonds with good people and watched them depart.
I felt deeply and grew little by little.
Though it seemed so distant,
happiness had always been within reach of my outstretched hand.
And the great teachings and knowledge Grandfather gave me… had been passed down to me continuously.
A sharp resonance echoed.
Then something extraordinary occurred.
As the resentment and thirst for vengeance vanished from my heart, the heart technique Mu Hwang had left behind surfaced in my mind.
Mu Hwang’s Heart Method.
It was a heart technique that elevated martial prowess by harnessing the intense emotions derived from joyful memories.
Yet its true essence lay elsewhere.
To guide the human heart—tangled like threads, impossible to arrange or organize into a single form—toward an extraordinarily solid and elevated state, using emotions like happiness as a compass.
Like cutting through an angry sea, navigating countless obstacles, it was the secret to reaching the ultimate pinnacle of the spirit.
The secret to reaching the ultimate pinnacle of the spirit.
―What? I can sustain this state for such an extended duration?
At that moment, from the shadow extending its hand in the darkness, a voice tinged with delight resonated.
―My power. You’re wielding it correctly, aren’t you?
After that, Shadow continued to speak.
But my consciousness had reached the state of utmost emptiness, maintaining an infinite void state.
I could no longer hear the voice of the dark shadow.
‘When worn, it becomes renewed.’
As I opened my eyes again, brilliant flashes of light danced across my pupils.
Rather than resisting the inner force pouring forth from the Sungwi Unit warriors, I began to naturally harmonize with it.
‘When diminished, one gains….’
A deep resonance erupted.
As I regained consciousness in the abyss and opened my eyes,
A rumbling sound.
The inner force pouring from the Sungwi Unit warriors naturally began to accumulate within my eight extraordinary meridians.
It was a form where the overwhelming external force was stored within the body, then dispersed to create a reactive counter-force.
‘Do not deliberately fill it.’
A sharp explosion rang out.
In that instant, the inner force of thirty-one warriors that I had absorbed through my eight extraordinary meridians erupted outward in a violent rebound.
Void Extreme Rebound.
Among the secrets of Mu Hwang’s Heart Method,
I had awakened the secret of reflection—absorbing and returning the overwhelming external force.
A thunderous crash.
All thirty-one Team Members who were sent flying in all directions crashed into tree stumps, spewing crimson blood.
“Gag.”
Moreover, from that rebound force, they suffered not only severe internal injuries,
“Ahhhhh! My legs!”
“Grrrrgh, my arms!”
Every bone in their bodies was shattered beyond recognition.
Thud. Thud.
Eventually, all the Team Members lost consciousness from their severe injuries.
“You vile wretch!”
However, Seo Muk, with his profound internal cultivation, managed to swiftly escape the explosive rebound, narrowly avoiding a fatal wound.
He had been fortunate enough to distance himself quickly from the backlash’s detonation.
“So you deliberately feigned the absence of inner force!”
Seo Muk trembled violently.
Despite possessing such terrifying inner force—enough to repel the combined power of thirty-one masters in a single breath—
He had intentionally displayed weakness, only to unleash it all at once?
Could it be that at such a young age, he had inherited all of Ma Cheon Je’s divine technique and essence?
“You cunning wretch.”
Bu Eunseol looked down at Seo Muk with a smile dripping with contempt.
“You judged my inner force gone and summoned your subordinates for a sneak attack, yet you dare call me cunning?”
“When have you Demonic Path dogs not resorted to such filthy tactics?”
Seo Muk’s expression twisted with indignation.
“Why did you deliberately feign the loss of inner force to lower my guard?”
Seo Muk had misunderstood—he believed Bu Eunseol had intentionally pretended to lose her inner force, displaying weakness to lull him into carelessness,
Only to unleash a fatal strike.
“Is this a trait of the Orthodox Sects? Such absurd excuses?”
Bu Eunseol gazed down at Seo Muk with eyes filled with disdain.
“Even if I had feigned the absence of inner force, you need only refrain from attacking.”
“….”
“You launched a sneak attack seeking to establish merit, yet you blame me?”
Seo Muk’s face flushed crimson.
No matter how thick-skinned one might be, such a pointed rebuke left him speechless.
“I fear you not!”
Shing!
As if to dispel his shame, Seo Muk immediately drew his blade and unleashed a furious roar.
“Die!”
He instantly deployed a torrent of razor-sharp sword techniques.
It was the Endless Perfection sword form that Baek Ri Mu Jo had taught him.
Bu Eunseol found Seo Muk’s assault far too sudden, and she could discern no opening whatsoever.
She immediately extended the Muk Hon Sword she held, thrusting directly at Seo Muk’s eyes.
“Ugh!”
Seo Muk cried out in shock and halted his sword technique.
Endless Perfection was a vicious technique—it exploited close range and the opponent’s unguarded state,
Simultaneously piercing the throat, chest, and lower abdomen.
Since it targeted three vital points at once from close quarters,
Even the most skilled swordmaster had no choice but to retreat first before counterattacking.
But Bu Eunseol, as if she harbored a death wish,
Did not evade the attack and instead simultaneously pierced her own eyes, forcing Seo Muk to stumble backward in utter shock.
“What manner of sword technique is this?!”
As Bu Eunseol shattered the Endless Perfection technique with such an absurd move,
Seo Muk unleashed his old strength, pouring forth seven consecutive sword strikes in rapid succession.
Boom!
From Seo Muk’s blade, infused with formidable inner power, thunder rumbled softly through the air.
Whoosh.
Bu Eunseol did not meet the cascading attacks head-on.
Instead, she extended the Muk Hon Sword to intercept the precise point where his technique would shift.
As a result, Seo Muk’s sword forms were interrupted repeatedly before he could fully deploy them.
“You’ve studied our unit’s swordplay!”
Seo Muk assumed Bu Eunseol had already discerned his techniques in advance, so he began executing his forms in chaotic, unpredictable order.
“Try to obstruct this!”
In stark contrast to Seo Muk’s rising frustration, Bu Eunseol’s expression remained utterly impassive.
In truth, she knew nothing of the Sungwi Unit’s swordplay.
Her physical condition was simply too poor, forcing her to rely solely on reading the flow of the blade and interrupting attacks mid-execution.
Clang. Clang.
Because Bu Eunseol’s Muk Hon Sword severed the flow mid-technique, Seo Muk was forced to halt his forms before completion.
‘I foolishly closed the distance!’
Seo Muk gritted his teeth.
He wanted to create distance again.
But Bu Eunseol continuously sealed his escape routes, refusing to let him withdraw.
Swish!
After deliberation, Seo Muk attempted to provoke a weapon collision to create distance.
Yet no matter how fiercely he swung, his blade never met Bu Eunseol’s long sword—only empty air.
“Tch!”
The more Seo Muk deployed his techniques, the more he felt as though he were trapped in a dream.
‘Is her swordplay truly this exalted?’
Cold sweat poured down Seo Muk’s back.
‘Everything known about her martial prowess in Gangho is completely false.’
Since Cheon Geom, she had never engaged in public duels, and he had assumed she barely escaped the lowest ranks of the Four Gods Seven Kings.
Yet by merely reading the blade’s path and severing its momentum, she was toying with him—the leader of the Sungwi Unit?
‘She hasn’t even drawn upon her inner power.’
Seo Muk mistakenly believed Bu Eunseol was deliberately refraining from infusing her strikes with force
to ridicule him, relying only on pure technique.
‘This woman… only the unit leader can face her.’
Having reached this conclusion, Seo Muk gritted his teeth.
Screech!
Simultaneously, he drew upon his full inner power and began wielding his blade with everything he possessed.
With each stroke of Seo Muk’s sword through the air, the techniques accelerated, and the sword wind billowing from all directions was sharp enough to cut skin on contact.
Bu Eunseol, standing in the center of the sword forms, resembled a single small boat adrift upon a tempestuous sea.
Click.
Then something extraordinary occurred.
Even as Seo Muk sheathed his blade, the sword aura clung to Bu Eunseol like a living creature.
It coiled around her, boring in as if to sever the vital points of her body.
Raging Tide First Form.
It was Seo Muk’s life-saving ultimate technique—the unleashed sword forms moved as though alive.
Manifesting eighty-one variations in the void, it held its opponent captive.
Whoosh. Slash!
Though her body swayed beneath the sword wind’s assault, Bu Eunseol paid it no mind, continuously unraveling her technique.
“Retreat with the wounded!”
Seizing the moment, Seo Muk withdrew in an instant, his voice cutting through the chaos.
Burst!
From their hidden positions, other warriors of the Sungwi Unit emerged.
They scooped up their comrades—those bearing grievous internal injuries or shattered bones—and vanished in a flash.
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol shattered the Raging Tide First Form, but Seo Muk and the other Sungwi Unit warriors had already vanished without a trace.
Thud.
Bu Eunseol drove the Muk Hon Sword into the earth,
“Hah… hah…”
Only then did she begin to gasp for breath.
A wet sound escaped her lips as thick clots of blood spilled forth.
“Ha… ha…”
Leaning on the Muk Hon Sword embedded in the ground like a staff, Bu Eunseol lowered her head.
At death’s threshold, awakening the profound mysteries of Mu Hwang’s technique and comprehending a new counter-secret art had been a blessing.
Yet deploying it with a body in such a state had inflicted grievous internal injuries anew.
Drip, drip drip.
Blood flowed without cease.
Her organs twisted, her vital channels tangled, her meridians torn, her strength depleted to nothing.
She had endured wound upon wound to reach this point… yet it seemed she could bear no more.
Crunch.
Yet Bu Eunseol, forged like steel, slowly began to straighten her body once more.
Unless her breath ceased entirely,
no pain, no trial,
could bend her frame.
“It is fortunate they are the Sungwi Unit.”
Bu Eunseol, her gaze fixed on the direction Seo Muk had fled, drew a deep breath.
Baek Ri Mu Jo was not the sort to report what transpired here to the Alliance Master Mu Jon.
Therefore, the information that she had clashed with Seo Muk would never reach Mu Jon’s ears.
“I must enter quickly.”
Bu Eunseol, forcing her dimming consciousness to remain tethered, entered the forest.
With Seo Muk’s retreat, Baek Ri Mu Jo would be summoned at once.
Given his movement technique, he would arrive at this location within two days from the Murim Alliance—she had to reach Mujok’s Secret Chamber with haste.
Whoosh. Thud.
Bu Eunseol approached a towering tree deep within the Forest and resumed her seemingly meaningless movements.
And then, at last,
A resonant hum.
White energy surged forth, and a new space within the Forest became visible.
The gateway to Mujok’s Secret Chamber had opened.
‘Thank heavens.’
Fortunately, the method to enter Jeol Gok remained unchanged.
Despite Baek Ri Mu Jo obtaining the Baek Jeon Geum Seo, he had stationed warriors from the Sungwi Unit here to thoroughly investigate the lingering uncertainties that remained in this place.
That was the reason.
In short, it was Baek Ri Mu Jo’s meticulous nature—his pursuit of perfection—that allowed me to enter this place once more.
Stagger. Sway.
Bu Eunseol stumbled forward with precarious steps.
Though my vision blurred, I endured through superhuman willpower.
And finally, upon entering the Cave where the Secret Chamber lay, I began methodically reorganizing the books in the vast Book Repository once more.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
My body was drained of strength, and the severe internal injuries I had sustained
meant that arranging so many books took considerably longer than before.
Yet Bu Eunseol did not rest, moving ceaselessly.
‘Time… is running out.’
Even if not Baek Ri Mu Jo, Mu Jon himself might arrive at any moment.
All the Sungwi Unit warriors stationed here had withdrawn.
If Mu Jon learned of this fact?
He would seize this opportunity without hesitation and immediately alter the method to access the Secret Chamber.
Click.
After half an hour of effort, all the books were arranged.
Creak. Creak.
The bookshelf shifted, and another secret space materialized.
Stepping inside, I saw the two doors I had witnessed before.
“Please be the right one.”
Bu Eunseol painfully pushed open the left door and stumbled inside.
Click.
As the door closed, Bu Eunseol collapsed onto the floor.
I could no longer stand.
The floor was made of cold metal.
As the chill seeped upward, Bu Eunseol regained some clarity of mind.
Opening my eyes slowly, endless Darkness stretched before me.
But unlike before, countless stars were nowhere to be seen.
The vast, cosmic landscape that once existed had completely vanished.
“Was it all for nothing.”
No matter how long I lay there, I felt no strength returning to my body.
Just as Bu Eunseol was succumbing to despair,
*Zing.*
A peculiar vibration emanated from within my robes.
It came from the Gyeongseong Jade I carried with me.
At that same moment, a transparent star flickered faintly in the darkness.
Yet its size bore a striking resemblance to the Gyeongseong Jade in my possession.
‘Should I place it there?’
I withdrew the Gyeongseong Jade from my robes.
But something was wrong.
Unlike when Yang Seol Rin had replenished my strength before,
the Gyeongseong Jade now gleamed half in black light and half in azure light.
‘Has the impact altered its nature?’
*Whoosh.*
I summoned every ounce of strength to lift myself upright once more.
Then I extended my hand toward the constellation that pulsed with rhythmic light.
*Click.*
Though the distance seemed impossibly vast,
miraculously, as I reached out, the Gyeongseong Jade soared across the cosmic void and settled perfectly upon that star.
*Twinkle, twinkle.*
The star gradually began to emit a brilliant radiance,
*Whoooosh.*
then erupted with tremendous luminescence.
And through that radiance, countless stars that had slumbered in darkness
suddenly blazed to life.
*Flash, flash!*
As the multitude of stars blazed with brilliant light, I could barely keep my eyes open against the blinding glare.
*Zing, zing.*
As the stars pulsed rhythmically, a faint aura suddenly flowed from my body.
*Clang, clatter.*
Then, accompanied by the screech of metal,
hundreds of stars that had been blinking in the darkness began to converge into one hundred and eight stars.
*Whoosh!*
From the one hundred and eight stars, a strange, smoke-like energy began to emanate,
*Flash!*
then a blinding light erupted forth.
It was as though the entire star-filled cosmos had detonated before me.
“Ugh…”
I let out a pained cry.
My entire body felt as though it were melting away where the light touched it.
I thought it was restoring my body. Instead, it’s completely burning away even the faint energy remaining within me, isn’t it?
Could it be that mysterious monk…
deliberately trapped me in this snare?
Whoosh.
Bu Eunseol’s entire body burned as though submerged in hellfire.
Zing. Zing.
The light flowing from her body grew ever more intense.
A mortal frame of blood and flesh.
Like a star in the night sky, it began to flicker repeatedly.
Shhhhh.
Black mist began to rise from Bu Eunseol’s luminous body.
Glug. Glurgle.
Rather than spreading outward, it was reabsorbed into her skin, staining her entire form pitch black.
Sizzle.
Pale smoke erupted from Bu Eunseol’s blackened body.
Glurgle. Crack.
With the sound of bone, black radiance began to manifest near her brow.
Hummmmm.
In response, a thread of heat flowed from her dantian, and golden energy began to rise.
The dormant power of the Reverse Muscle Scripture within her body was beginning to merge with the Prajna Omnipotence.
Ohhhhhhh.
As the Prajna Omnipotence activated.
Immense heat began to coil through her body from the region of Noe Ho Hyeol.
Hongmong Migi.
The mysterious force that embraces all things in the world began to envelop her body.
Shuuuuu.
Then Bu Eunseol’s blackened skin turned white again, and the burning pain gradually subsided.
‘It’s escaping.’
Bu Eunseol, regaining consciousness, blinked her eyes.
Something was continuously flowing out from within her body, yet her form grew lighter instead.
An inexplicable exhilaration was welling up.
‘The forces that were blocking my power are escaping.’
Bu Eunseol, pondering this, finally grasped the situation.
What was escaping now was the energy that had been blocking all the power within her body.
In other words, it could be called a mass of discord.
‘It was my own power that was the cause.’
Bu Eunseol had poured forth a kind of discord, channeling all the power contained within her body.
This was to reconstruct the Mental World of the dying Yeon Wol.
But in that process, Yeon Wol had breathed his last, and the discord power that had been unleashed returned to her body instead.
In short, the power flowing through her body had reversed course, blocking the pathways.
But the energy flowing from this place gradually expelled the blocked power.
All my strength and inner force were returning to me.

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