The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 750

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Chapter 750.
Bu Eunseol’s primary hideout was located in the Demon Hall’s secret residence in Xian Prefecture.
That residence was not far from Hanam, where the Murim Alliance stood.
Above all, the Xian Prefecture residence had never been exposed to outside forces, not even once.
In truth, the first principle of security was to avoid repeatedly visiting a specific location.
Or to refrain from traveling the same predetermined route at the same time each visit.
Of course, Bu Eunseol understood this principle well.
However, she was caught in circumstances far too demanding, and above all, to evade the Intelligence Organization’s attention.
Creating a new safe house was never an easy task.
Therefore, Sa Hon Dae maintained security by completely concealing Bu Eunseol’s movements.
But there was a variable…
There existed someone who knew that Seon Woo Jin’s true identity was his shadow.
A subtle sensation.
As I rushed toward Xian Prefecture, a peculiar sensation brushed past my ears.
A faint sound of air being split like thin paper scattering, and a strange wave of force that felt like it was pursuing me.
It was not something that could be detected through inner energy or heightened senses, but rather like a strange qi flowing through my body.
A very natural yet mysterious vibration of power.
The same feeling I had experienced whenever strong warriors appeared.
Back when I always held the identity of Muk Hon Ryeong Ju.
‘It seems the time has come.’
A flash of light crossed my eyes.
‘I’ll verify what force this is.’
In truth, I had suspected this situation would arise long ago.
Because no matter how much I concealed my movements.
I understood all too well how dangerous it was to periodically visit a certain location.
As the figure known as Seon Woo Jin.
The more my name resounded through the Murim, the more attention I would draw from the forces lurking in darkness.
Yet I had neither changed the meeting point nor prepared new security measures.
Because only then could I identify and eliminate all the forces targeting me in one fell swoop.
‘They are not waiting at the safe house, but tracking me as I head toward it…’
Currently, I had not yet arrived at the safe house and was moving swiftly toward Xian Prefecture.
Which meant the force secretly pursuing me had not properly identified the location of the Xian Prefecture residence.
Rather, they had obtained information that I frequently visited Xian Prefecture.
And had certainly been waiting in this area for a long time to launch an ambush.
‘I’ll verify it myself.’
After finishing my thoughts, I sent a long-distance transmission to So Yo.
[There are covert forces following us. Maintain distance from this point forward.]
[Understood.]
[Tell Seo Jin Ha not to wait at the safe house but to return to the Demon Hall.]
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol immediately changed direction, heading not toward Xian Prefecture, but toward Taek Ju.
Whoosh!
As she deployed her movement technique at breakneck speed, a vast Reed Field came into view before her eyes.
Using the technique of Raging Wind and Torrential Rain, she occasionally spun her body to create fierce vortices, and Bu Eunseol immediately altered her course toward the Reed Field.
Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper.
Then, accompanied by a strange tearing sound like scattered paper, a transparent energy that seemed almost alive—
—left traces in the Reed Field, following the path of her movement in visible form.
‘It wasn’t a concealment pursuit technique.’
No matter how masterful a Murim expert’s concealment pursuit technique might be, if they clung this closely to her—
Sa Hon Dae would have detected the pursuer’s location long ago.
But the pursuer had attached themselves using not martial arts like movement techniques or concealment arts, but rather bizarre sorcery.
“Wait for me.”
Bu Eunseol stopped her movement technique entirely and stood upright in the middle of the Reed Field.
Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper.
Then the spreading sound grew progressively louder—
—until it finally resonated throughout the entire Reed Field, and had somehow become sharp enough to pierce one’s eardrums.
Yet Bu Eunseol remained unmoved, standing tall as she observed the spreading energy.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Then the spreading sound suddenly ceased, and the clear sky began to slowly turn crimson.
Whoosh.
At the same moment, a Black Shadow began to slowly materialize directly before Bu Eunseol.
From that bizarre appearance alone, one could discern that this was no ordinary Murim faction—
—but rather a figure belonging to a mysterious power that had never revealed itself to the Murim.
“Seon Woo Jin.”
The Black Shadow looked down at Bu Eunseol and spoke coldly.
“Is that correct?”
It was not a question awaiting her answer, but rather an inquiry to confirm her reaction.
Even if she were to answer ‘no’—
She could never deceive the discerning eye of this man with the Black Shadow.
“I see.”
Just as Bu Eunseol had anticipated, the Black Shadow did not wait for an answer, but instead observed her vital signs and the light in her eyes before nodding.
‘A true master.’
Bu Eunseol marveled inwardly.
No matter how keen one’s perception might be—
—discerning the vital signs of a master who had reached the pinnacle of stillness was never an easy feat.
“Are you from the Three Families?”
At Bu Eunseol’s question, the energy flowing from the Black Shadow’s body trembled slightly.
“Why do you think so?”
“If it were the Three Realms, they would have extended recruitment to someone of equal standing as the original master at least once.”
Bu Eunseol spoke matter-of-factly.
“If they were a force like the Inbiyin, they wouldn’t have revealed themselves so openly. They would have simply unleashed all manner of rabble.”
Shadow stared at Bu Eunseol for a long moment, then narrowed his eyes.
“So that’s why you came to Seo Ryeong San and disrupted our family’s gathering…”
Shadow seemed about to say something when his eyes suddenly gleamed.
“You’re someone who absolutely cannot be allowed to live.”
‘It was Jung Sun Ga.’
In the past, members of Jung Sun Ga had surrounded Seo Ryeong San and pursued Man Wol.
Given that Shadow had mentioned this, he was surely a member of Jung Sun Ga.
“Is that so.”
As Bu Eunseol wore a composed expression, Black Shadow chuckled.
“Having matched Geom Ma in skill, you think yourself invincible?”
“Perhaps.”
“Of course, you may have cultivated martial arts far more formidable than what’s known.”
Shadow shook his head.
“But you were far too complacent.”
Sssssss.
In an instant, thousands of black insects erupted skyward around the Reed Field.
The strange sound that had been echoing all along was the movement of these insects.
‘He’s controlling ants.’
The insects flying toward me were none other than ants.
Bu Eunseol frowned as she watched the swarm of ants rise into the sky.
“You’re unveiling this as your hidden trump card?”
Murim practitioners could strike falling raindrops from the sky with their swords and generate protective qi barriers like Protective Heavenly Qi.
Even if one controlled countless beasts rather than mere insects, they posed no real threat.
Against Seon Woo Jin, the Sword King whose name resounded across Tianxia, you boasted of controlling mere ants?
Whoosh!
Then the swarming ants suddenly formed a massive net-like shape that engulfed Bu Eunseol’s body.
In that instant, I instinctively unleashed my inner energy and erected a protective qi barrier.
“Caught you!”
Black Shadow laughed heartily.
Why would erecting a protective qi barrier be considered being caught?
“You mustn’t underestimate the power of Jee Yi Seong.”
‘Baek Pal Sung?’
Astonishingly, Black Shadow was Jee Yi Seong of the Baek Pal Sung.
“Now hell shall unfold before you.”
Click.
With Jee Yi Seong’s words, the Reed Field landscape where Bu Eunseol stood rippled like waves.
And in that same moment, suddenly hundreds—
No, thousands of Masked Assassins surrounded me in a complete encirclement.
Before Bu Eunseol’s eyes, which could sense everything within a hundred paces.
Suddenly, as if they had been hiding in this vast Reed Field all along, thousands of Masked Assassins materialized and surrounded him.
“For Hell, this is far too peaceful.”
As Bu Eunseol’s expression remained composed, Jee Yi Seong’s lips curled upward.
“Is it?”
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The moment the words left his mouth, a sound like stampeding cattle erupted as thousands of Masked Assassins surged toward Bu Eunseol.
Flash!
Bu Eunseol immediately severed a Masked Assassin’s neck with the Muk Hon Sword.
Then something extraordinary occurred.
Clang!
With a metallic ring, the blade bounced back instead of cutting through.
‘Have they all mastered external cultivation?’
Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed as he finally sensed something amiss.
The Masked Assassins’ bodies were abnormally large, their limbs impossibly thin and barely visible.
‘Surely not…’
Slash, slash, slash!
Bu Eunseol instantly altered his sword technique, shredding their masks and clothing.
Then an unbelievable sight unfolded.
‘Ants?’
Astonishingly, the Masked Assassins were not human at all, but rather enlarged to human size—
Colossal ants in humanoid form.
Between the torn masks, bristling fur and pincered mandibles were visible.
And their entire bodies were encased in chitin as hard as armor.
‘This surpasses even the In Bi In.’
The In Bi In wielded the Mental World, a power that could be explained through martial arts theory.
But Baek Pal Sung was different.
He displayed a truly otherworldly power—an anomalous ability that transcended human limitations, like that of a demon.
“Excellent.”
The surprise was fleeting.
Bu Eunseol doubled his internal energy and attempted to cleave through their bodies.
Whether ants or any other form, destruction would suffice.
Squelch! Splurt!
With each stroke of the blade, viscous fluid sprayed forth.
No matter how impenetrable the chitin armor, it could not withstand a sword infused with formidable internal energy.
Hiss.
Yet with each swing, pale smoke rose from Bu Eunseol’s body.
The force emanating from the surrounding earth was rapidly depleting his internal reserves.
‘Just as with Jisalseong.’
Jisalseong, the first Baek Pal Sung Bu Eunseol had encountered, had created a domain using the corpses of those he had slain.
Within that domain, he possessed a body nearly immortal and—
He demonstrated an ability to immediately mimic his opponent’s martial techniques.
To illustrate just how absurd Baek Pal Sung’s power truly was—
Previously, Bu Eunseol herself, in her duel against Geom Ma, had relied solely on the force contained within the Gyeongseong Jade.
She had triggered an earthquake across an entire small island.
In comparison, this nonsensical situation of transforming ants to human size was almost comprehensible.
Thud, thud, thud!
As the inner energy within her body gradually vanished, each strike against the Masked Assassins produced a metallic resonance.
The martial artists charging forward had transformed completely into insects—not only did they possess bodies harder than steel,
but they had no blind spots in their perception and wielded tremendous brute force.
“Hah!”
Unable to cut them down with her blade any longer, Bu Eunseol released a battle cry and began unleashing the Kwon Ma Chil Sik instead of her sword technique.
Whoooosh.
Each time she poured out her fist force, a colossal tempest erupted, hurling the charging Masked Assassins away.
Because their bodies were harder than metal,
she wielded the Kwon Ma Chil Sik to launch their forms like projectiles, intending to neutralize all who came at her simultaneously.
Shwooo.
Yet with each deployment of the Kwon Ma Chil Sik, her inner power began to dissipate in massive chunks.
The condition worsened progressively—now her energy drained with every breath she took.
‘This isn’t working.’
Previously, In Bi In, who had commanded the Evil Spirits, had wielded a mysterious technique that consumed inner power.
But ever since recovering her strength in Mujok’s Secret Chamber, for some reason, it no longer affected her.
However, the power that Baek Pal Sung wielded seemed to operate on a different principle—her inner reserves were steadily depleting regardless.
‘The Mental World that In Bi In uses and the power that Baek Pal Sung uses must operate on fundamentally different principles.’
Thud, thud, thud!
Throughout it all, Bu Eunseol wielded the Muk Hon Sword, relentlessly driving back the Masked Assassins.
Facing thousands of formidable enemies in endless succession without any inner power was far from simple,
but she had previously engaged in a desperate struggle against the Assassins while completely devoid of inner energy.
Since then, she had mastered the subtle principles of martial arts without relying on inner power, learning to amplify her sword technique’s potency through technique alone.
Thanks to that, she had yet to face any serious crisis.
Crack!
Then a Masked Assassin with razor-sharp claws pierced through a gap in Bu Eunseol’s sword technique and tore into her shoulder.
Crackle.
As the keen claws dug in, the Thunder Divine Qi within her body automatically activated, greatly diminishing the force of the attack.
But the moment the Thunder Divine Qi manifested,
it too began to dissipate gradually, just like her inner power.
‘So Baek Pal Sung is truly Baek Pal Sung.’
This vast Reed Field in its entirety was already Jee Yi Seong’s domain,
and whenever Bu Eunseol used inner power, he could seal it,
and whenever she used Thunder Divine Qi, he could seal that as well—he possessed such an ability.
‘Then I must not resort to Yishin Qi.’
There could be other collaborators in this vicinity. Under the identity of Seon Woo Jin, I absolutely could not unleash my true power.
Crack!
Instead, Bu Eunseol employed the principle of lightness in form yet heaviness in spirit—her initial strikes were feather-light, yet the force behind her blade was devastating.
She was steadily piercing through the Masked Assassins’ hardened exteriors.
They lurched upright.
Yet even after she had driven her blade cleanly through their bodies, the Masked Assassins rose again and threw themselves at Bu Eunseol.
‘Are they truly insects?’
These creatures possessed no vital points, and their tenacity and will to fight were boundless.
Even as their comrades fell like bundles of straw.
They showed no hesitation, attacking with feral desperation.
Splash! Splatter!
Blood began to spray from Bu Eunseol’s body with increasing frequency.
The Masked Assassins remained in incalculable numbers.
Truly, they were human ants—possessing terrifying strength and vitality.
“Impressive. To endure more than a moment in the Demonic Ant Swarm Formation.”
Jee Yi Seong, who had been filled with admiration, suddenly broke into a sinister laugh and cried out.
“But you won’t last much longer! You know well how powerful ants can be!”
At those muttered words, Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed.
“Ants? You mean you’ve enlarged real ants to this size?”
“That’s right.”
“I see.”
In that instant, Bu Eunseol smiled.
Jee Yi Seong had made a mistake.
Because with that single utterance.
She could perceive how something that should never exist in this world.
These enormous human-sized ants had come to be.
Slash!
Bu Eunseol, cutting down an attacking Masked Assassin, murmured softly.
“You made me believe. That they were truly human ants.”
Bu Eunseol, who had achieved spiritual unity, was immune to any soul-binding technique or mental assault.
But Baek Pal Sung’s power could, within a certain domain, absolutely manifest its force under any circumstance.
And Jee Yi Seong’s power was not to control the mind or induce actions contrary to one’s will.
Rather, it synchronized indirectly with the thoughts and intentions the victim already possessed.
In other words, Bu Eunseol remained in a state of perfect rational judgment.
Yet she had been made to accept the concept of giant ants—something that could never exist in this world.
“Remarkable. To realize such a thing even in the midst of battle.”
Upon hearing Bu Eunseol’s murmur, Jee Yi Seong’s lips curled into a sneer.
“But does knowing change anything? After all, you’ve already accepted that these are ants.”
….
“No matter how formidable your mental defenses, even if you’re a master capable of wielding supreme power, you cannot possibly survive!”
At Jee Yi Seong’s confident assertion, a flash of light flickered once more across Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
It could never be broken.
Upon hearing those words, Bu Eunseol’s mind grasped a method to counter this bizarre power.
‘Do I even need to break it?’
In that instant, memories from my past surfaced.
As a child, I had once witnessed insects dragging objects many times larger than their own bodies.
What if those insects were to grow as large as humans? Wouldn’t they become predators surpassing any beast or animal?
“If insects were to grow as large as humans, wouldn’t they become the strongest species in the world?”
Just before sleep, I had asked this question to Bu Chanyang, who was reading a book.
Bu Chanyang simply laughed and shook his head.
“That is not so. Insects are strong precisely because they are small.”
“Strong because they are small?”
Seeing my confusion, Bu Chanyang closed his book and offered a tender smile.
“Think about it. If an insect were to grow as heavy as a human, could its strength and agility truly scale proportionally with its size?”
Bu Chanyang explained calmly.
“Growth means an increase in volume. But insects lack the skeletal structure of humans—they possess only hard exoskeletons. So the conclusion is obvious.”
Bu Chanyang gently stroked my head.
“In other words, simply growing larger does not make everything stronger.”
Flash!
Awakening from the memory, my eyes blazed with sudden clarity.
If an insect grew to human size, its exoskeleton would need to become tremendously thick to support it.
And if an ant became human-sized?
Its weight would increase millions upon millions of times.
Yet the strength of those thin legs could only increase by a few hundred thousand times. It would be impossible for them to even support their own body.
“If you are insects, then that is how it should be, is it not?”
My rationality still accepted that they were giant insects.
And I became aware.
If human-sized giant ants were to exist in the real world?
What would inevitably occur.
Wobble, wobble.
The Masked Assassins’ lightning-fast movements suddenly slowed to a crawl.
Jee Yi Seong’s suggestion remained unbroken.
I still believed they were truly ant-humans.
And as I vividly grasped what would happen when an ant grew to human size, those very phenomena began manifesting before my eyes.
Crack. Crunch.
The thin legs, unable to bear the weight, began shattering like crackers.
With merely a glance.
The thin legs of the Masked Assassins filling the Reed Field were breaking apart.

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