The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 757

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Chapter 757.
Yu Baek was a person of remarkable purity.
Had he not been abandoned by Hyuk Ryeon Eung, had he not become an assassin of Mujeongheul—
he would surely have lived a good life.
“It is only regrettable that I must kill his blood kin, despite our enmity being with Hyuk Ryeon Eung alone.”
Yu Woon Ryong bit his lip upon seeing Bu Eunseol’s melancholic expression.
Ma Cheon Je’s plan was certainly devastating.
It not only churned Bu Eunseol’s spirit into turmoil but forced her toward heartlessness.
“After all, Gangho is a place without mercy.”
Yu Woon Ryong spoke as if to console her.
“Those who carry emotion are always wounded in Murim.”
Myo Cheon Woo then added his voice.
“This time we must finish it completely. If we fail to kill her, not only you but all of us will be in danger.”
Ma Cheon Je had certainly not abandoned his suspicions.
If she could not kill Yu Baek under the guise of Seon Woo Jin, Ma Cheon Je would immediately see through her hidden identity.
“I understand.”
Bu Eunseol spoke, regarding the Lords.
“That is why I have devised a plan. Even if I kill Yu Baek, this will not be the end.”
In Bu Eunseol’s eyes as she gazed upon the Lords, Jeong Gwang exploded.
If everything proceeds according to plan, if all my predictions prove correct—
then henceforth, Ma Cheon Je within Demon Palace
will never be able to manipulate me again.
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Bu Eunseol immediately exchanged identities with Seo Jin Ha and returned to the Murim Alliance.
Upon entering Jeol Jeong Gak, she maintained close contact with the Jeol Jeong Dae Won and Sa Hon Dae members, preparing extensively.
Yu Baek’s existence had to be completely eradicated from this world,
and every trace afterward had to be handled flawlessly.
Therefore, the plan she now devised was far more meticulous than any she had orchestrated before, and
layered with perfection upon perfection.
―She has moved.
At last, Yu Baek’s movements were detected by the Jeol Jeong Dae’s intelligence network.
Cheop Mil Won alone could never have known, but when the intelligence network of Jeongsayang-do was combined with it—
not only her position as she secretly left Demon Palace, but even her route of travel
could be predicted with perfect accuracy.
―Let us begin.
Bu Eunseol would now not only handle Yu Baek flawlessly
but execute a plan to escape Ma Cheon Je’s pressure.
As twilight descended,
a desolate wind blew across the lush Reed Field.
Crunch, crunch.
And there was a shadow walking toward that Reed Field with an unhurried gait.
A tall figure in white robes whose frame appeared slender and refined.
Though his features were rather ordinary,
his eyes gleamed with such clarity that even from a distance, his fixed pupils were distinctly visible.
It was Bu Eunseol, disguised as Seon Woo Jin.
Upon hearing that Yu Baek had left the Demon Palace, I deliberately departed from the Murim Alliance and wandered the Gangho alone, ostensibly gathering intelligence.
And not long after, I could sense that a tail had attached itself to me.
I detected that Yu Baek was watching for an opportunity to assassinate me.
As she followed, I deliberately ventured beyond Seong Do and walked through this Reed Field.
My intention was to lure Yu Baek out and face her in single combat.
After wandering the lush Reed Field for some time, I came to an abrupt halt.
Surveying my surroundings, I spoke coldly.
“Come out.”
My melodious voice received no response.
“Surely you don’t think I would fail to detect a single tail clinging to me.”
As I fixed my gaze upon the empty air with unwavering certainty,
Whoooosh!
Countless thin, razor-sharp lines materialized around the Reed Field, then immediately carved into my body.
Yu Baek is an orthodox assassin of the Mujeongheul.
As I circled the Reed Field,
she realized not only that I had detected her, but that I had chosen this place as my battleground.
In that brief window of time, she had moved about the Reed Field’s perimeter, covertly installing multiple traps.
“Are there still assassins of this caliber these days?”
I let out a soft chuckle,
“A classical approach, I see.”
Using my index and middle fingers, I seized the sharp energy lines cutting through the Reed Field and flicked them away.
I was mimicking the technique of Young Seon, the former Lord of the Tong Cheon Dan, Yang Dae Ryang.
Whoosh!
At that moment, sharp projectiles erupted skyward from the Reed Field.
Anticipating that I would easily deflect the energy lines, she had installed hundreds of projectile mechanisms beneath the earth.
Whistle.
But my heightened senses had already detected not only all the projectile devices in the Reed Field,
but also predicted her methods.
‘After all, she won’t decide this with assassin techniques, but with her feminine energy technique.’
No matter how formidable the Mujeongheul’s assassin techniques are, Seon Woo Jin is already known to be a master who has entered the Extreme Heaven Realm.
In other words, I can divide time five times more finely than ordinary martial artists, making ambushes and projectile devices largely ineffective.
Yu Baek surely knows this, so she will certainly use the projectiles to scatter my attention first.
Then, when close-quarters combat begins, she will deploy her feminine energy technique to deliver an inescapable fatal strike.
‘I shall display the true capabilities of Seon Woo Jin.’
I had already fought her fiercely once before, disguised as a Samgye Emissary.
Because of this, I had discerned what martial techniques she employed and how best to counter them.
I had meticulously laid out every stratagem.
‘The Thirteen Nights Technique.’
And to execute this plan flawlessly,
I would have to fell her using the ultimate mastery of the Thirteen Nights Technique that I had recently refined and perfected.
Clang, clang, clang.
Bu Eunseol deliberately unfurled the Thirteen Forms of the Iron Sword to lure her approach.
Rather than employing a flawed sword form deliberately, offering her a golden opportunity to strike,
it was far more effective to use a perfect defensive form first, then reveal minute openings.
This way, the enemy’s approach would feel far more natural and inevitable.
Whoosh!
With her spectral movement technique unfurled, poison-laden short blades had materialized in both her hands.
Clang, clang, clang, clang!
As she wielded the daggers with frenzied intensity at close range, the blade light erupted,
and in a single breath, some forty blade strikes cascaded down upon Bu Eunseol’s face.
Clang, clang, clang!
Bu Eunseol swiftly whirled the Muk Hon Sword to parry her assault.
Clang, clang, clang!
As offense and defense clashed at close quarters, Yu Baek seized the opportunity and pressed forward relentlessly.
The true power of short weapons reveals itself as distance closes.
Though Bu Eunseol struggled to create separation, Yu Baek charged ahead without hesitation,
closing the gap until their faces nearly touched.
Snap!
With their noses nearly brushing, Yu Baek unleashed the Suction Palm Seal to force a collision of weapons.
Whoosh!
Simultaneously, dozens of black blades erupted from behind her, piercing forward like vipers striking at prey.
It was the Woman’s Truth Seal.
‘This is a feint.’
Clang!
Whirling the Muk Hon Sword at tremendous speed, I wove a sword net three paces wide in an instant.
The gossamer blade energy, shimmering with brilliant light, collided with the Woman’s Truth Seal’s blades and burst into sparks, dissipating.
Flash!
At the same moment, a keen radiance erupted from Bu Eunseol’s left hand.
I had hurled a hidden blade toward Yu Baek’s brow.
Whoosh!
Yet the hidden blade passed harmlessly past her temple.
Yu Baek too possessed keen intuition and had predicted my hidden blade technique, twisting her head to evade in an instant.
Clang, clang, clang!
Having dodged the hidden blade, she unleashed a thunderous strike and pressed even closer.
Clang, clang, clang!
As the two masters of unparalleled skill exchanged attacks at close quarters, waves of true energy and flashing sword light radiated outward in all directions.
Their offense and defense flowed without interruption, and before long, without moving a single step,
they unleashed attacks as violent as lightning.
Their weapons clashed with such blinding speed that a massive wall seemed to form before them.
Crash!
Yet at that moment, something astonishing occurred.
Piercing through the space where sword light danced so densely that not a speck of dust could enter,
Yu Baek, accelerating his movement technique, suddenly burst into Bu Eunseol’s embrace.
Whoosh!
Caught off guard by the sudden assault, Bu Eunseol felt a moment of confusion before retreating slightly.
Zing!
Yet behind Bu Eunseol’s back, a flower bud laden with countless blades lay in wait.
Her Women’s True Technique had reached the realm of following the heart’s desire, moving with perfect freedom,
allowing her not only to disperse formless true energy like mist,
but also to shape true energy into specific forms beforehand and move them at will.
Screech!
Desperate, Bu Eunseol spun her body fiercely, wielding the Muk Hon Sword at high speed.
Yet the blades created by the Women’s True Technique multiplied further,
and Bu Eunseol’s robes tore, blood seeping through.
Pause.
Yet something was strange.
Having seized momentum, she should naturally continue attacking relentlessly,
yet Yu Baek halted and observed Bu Eunseol instead?
‘Is this the technique of the Mujeong Blood assassins?’
Despite having seized victory, Yu Baek
employed a somewhat incomprehensible method—severing her own momentum and rhythm.
Such sudden tactics
were akin to gambling with one’s life in combat between masters of exceptional skill.
Had Bu Eunseol not possessed the tendency to analyze the meaning behind each action,
her head would have been severed instantly by a single careless movement.
Hiss!
Yet at that moment, black mist began rising from Yu Baek’s entire body.
Whoooosh!
The black mist that billowed forth soon engulfed Bu Eunseol’s entire form.
‘Surely not.’
In an instant, Bu Eunseol found herself unable to execute any movement.
‘The severing of momentum was not the true intent—it was a prelude to deploying a vacuum seal.’
The black mist she had created
would, regardless of what technique Bu Eunseol deployed or what action she took,
instantly generate blades that exploited her weaknesses in response—a technique of certain death.
‘He mimicked a sword technique he’d only seen once, and executed it immediately?’
And this method.
It was a perfect application of the variation of the Sword Illumination Boundless Form that Bu Eunseol had once unleashed against her—the form of a fatal sword technique—deployed through the Illusory Truth Seal.
‘So this is the Illusory Truth Seal.’
Bu Eunseol could not conceal his inner astonishment.
It was remarkable enough that Yu Baek possessed such extraordinary martial talent.
But the subtlety of the Deletion Secret Formula.
That is, by utilizing the Illusory Truth Seal—which allowed one to freely materialize true energy.
There existed such a wondrous technique that could instantly mimic and execute any martial art whatsoever?
‘It wasn’t merely that she cured my poison.’
Bu Eunseol bit his lip.
The final message Ma Cheon Je had wished to convey through Yu Baek.
It was not, as he had thought, that the Deletion Secret Formula was left behind to destroy him.
Rather, it was already a supreme martial art of the Demonic Path approaching perfection, and it had been transmitted to him for that very purpose.
‘Ma Cheon Je.’
Bu Eunseol’s gaze wavered.
For a Demonic Path practitioner who had resolved to enter the Realm of Formless Demonism and reach the pinnacle of Demonic Path martial arts,
The Deletion Secret Formula was a treasure—an ancient secret technique beyond compare.
The problem was that Bu Eunseol harbored no intention whatsoever of entering the Realm of Formless Demonism.
Thus, this Deletion Secret Formula became a deadly poison that hindered his progress and prevented the stable integration of his internal forces.
In other words, Ma Cheon Je had already generously transmitted to him the supreme martial art of the Demonic Path.
Crack!
As his spirit wavered beyond control, the murky fog created by the Illusory Truth Seal burrowed into Bu Eunseol’s body.
‘Right now, I am Seon Woo Jin.’
Bu Eunseol bit his lip until blood flowed.
If he lost focus here, all the plans he had constructed thus far would crumble to nothing.
“Hah!”
With a sharp cry, he concentrated his spirit,
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Accompanied by the sound of air being torn asunder,
Nine meridian channels erupted across his entire body, beginning to slowly push back Yu Baek’s fog.
At last, he had unleashed the Thirteen Night Technique.
Roar!
As the Thirteen Night Technique unfurled, Yu Baek’s body responded in kind, the fog of the Illusory Truth Seal growing denser.
She too amplified the Illusory Truth Seal further, continuously erasing the Thirteen Night Technique that coiled around Bu Eunseol’s entire form.
Boom! Boom!
When the supreme ultimate technique of Jeong Sa Yang Do collided head-on, a tremor as if heaven and earth were shaking rippled outward.
The spreading waves of meridian force and true energy became a tempest that seemed to devour the entire world.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Yet gradually, the tide of victory began to shift.
My Thirteen Nights Blade began to dissipate Yu Baek’s Illusory Formation Seal, which had spread like black mist.
No matter how formidable the abilities of the Illusory Formation Seal were.
Yu Baek’s true energy and inner power cultivation were still insufficient to withstand me.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as my sharp blade edge was about to slit Yu Baek’s throat,
Crash! Hisssss!
Black mist began to cling once more to the blade edge of my Thirteen Nights, sharp as an axe blade.
At the same moment, my body began to tremble as if struck by lightning.
‘Does such an ability exist?’
I was genuinely shocked this time.
Yu Baek’s Illusory Formation Seal had transformed its very nature, clinging viscously to my Thirteen Nights blade edge.
Through it, he was forcing strands of inner power into my meridians, throwing the energy within my body into complete chaos.
‘If I’m not careful, I may have to resort to power beyond Seon Woo Jin’s capabilities….’
I had learned the true energy martial art called Illusory Formation Seal through the Sak Jeong Secret Manual.
But I had never delved deeply into or studied its other mysteries and methods.
Yet remarkably, the Sak Jeong Secret Manual contained methods to use the true energy martial arts unleashed by an opponent as a medium.
Ways to shake or influence an enemy’s physical body.
Crack.
The destructive power of my Thirteen Nights reached several times that of Yu Baek’s Illusory Formation Seal.
But when the sticky and tenacious power of the Illusory Formation Seal traveled through the Sak Jeong Secret Manual and entered my body,
My body instead became rigid and stiff.
It was only a moment shorter than a finger snap,
But for Yu Baek, who had spent a lifetime cultivating the Mujeong Blood assassination techniques in the dark cave,
It must have been a moment as tedious and long as a yawn.
Flash!
Yu Baek closed the distance in an instant and thrust his short blade toward my heart.
‘There’s no choice.’
I unleashed four hundred years’ worth of inner power cultivation, flicking away the force of the Illusory Formation Seal that had penetrated my body.
Flash!
At the same moment, I thrust the Muk Hon Sword toward Yu Baek’s chest.
The speed was swift,
But unfortunately, because my body had stiffened for a moment, it became a mutual destruction strike instead.
‘Wrong.’
Just as I realized I couldn’t evade Yu Baek’s blade piercing toward my heart and was about to unleash my Water Spirit Technique,
“….”
I stopped moving.
And I looked down at my body with wide eyes.
The Muk Hon Sword had pierced through Yu Baek’s chest,
Yet Yu Baek had stopped his motion to stab my heart.
‘Why.’
As if reading his innermost thoughts, Yu Baek’s eyes flickered.
He stared intently at the area near Bu Eunseol’s shoulder.
Looking down at her shoulder, a wound stained crimson was visible between the torn fabric of her clothes.
That puncture wound came from when she reached out to detoxify Yu Baek, who had been poisoned by the Hwan Cheon Hee Ji.
It was the wound where she had counterattacked and pierced his shoulder with her short blade.
‘So that’s why he hesitated.’
Just moments before, when countless blades created by the profound mysteries of Soo Shim So Yok and Hwi Swae Ja had torn Bu Eunseol’s garments.
Yu Baek had paused his assault.
It was not a jest made at the cost of life.
From the moment he discovered the wound revealed on her shoulder… he had recognized that Seon Woo Jin was Bu Eunseol.
[Live well.]
Hyuk Ryeon Yu Baek left his final farewell to Bu Eunseol through his gaze.
The days he had spent with Bu Eunseol had been the happiest and most joyful moments of her life.
He had not only taught her various matters of the Gangho, but also taught her what a kind lie was.
Bu Eunseol had told a lie that she had melted the short blade with extreme heat, despite suffering a fatal wound that pierced through her shoulder.
It was merely a lie that had slipped out carelessly.
Yet it was something that, having spent her entire life in a dark cave cultivating secret techniques,
For her, who had been clinging to a desolate thread of existence… it was a great kindness for which she would gladly give her very life.
Softly.
Yu Baek breathed her last with a radiant smile.
As the formation she had unleashed dissipated.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The thirteen night blades that had been swirling and raging, blocked by the formation and unable to spread outward,
Crashed down!
In an instant, they engulfed Yu Baek’s body.
Crack, crack, crack, crack!
The sharp edges of the thirteen night blades tore mercilessly through her entire form as they swept past.
Thud. Splurt.
Blood erupted from Yu Baek’s fallen body.
She met a gruesome death, her entire form left with sharp wounds.
Yet, perhaps because she had continuously displayed Mu Hwang’s martial arts,
Not the Bing Ha Cheon Ryu Gyeol, but the Snowflake Sect’s Ice Crystal Snow Flower technique activated, leaving a thin layer of frost on her wounds.
But that chill too soon turned to mist and vanished.
“….”
Bu Eunseol’s mind was dazed.
Yet she could only gaze upon Yu Baek’s form, her entire body crushed, with an expressionless face.
She lay as if fallen into deep slumber… her eyes closed peacefully.
Yu Baek had finally breathed her last.

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