The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 774

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Chapter 774.
“Very well.”
Having resolved himself, Wi Cheon Gyeong drew a deep breath.
“Since it has come to this, forgive me, but die gloriously first.”
“What?”
Wi Cheon Gyeong spoke while gazing down at his wounded legs.
“I must kill that vicious wretch Seo Mun Gyeong no matter what.”
Seo Mun Gyeong, who kidnapped children and committed atrocities, was unforgivable.
Even if it meant dying in the attempt.
Wi Cheon Gyeong intended to go where Seo Mun Gyeong was and sever his life.
“Yes. I understand.”
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon, grasping Wi Cheon Gyeong’s resolve, drew upon their inner energy.
Thud.
Suddenly, Wi Cheon Gyeong unleashed his technique,
“Haaah!”
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon hurled their full force toward Wi Cheon Gyeong suspended in mid-air.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, Wi Cheon Gyeong became a streak of light.
Using the power of the energy the two had unleashed, he deployed his technique once more to pierce through the formation.
“Stop him!”
As Wi Cheon Gyeong vanished toward the Inner Quarters where Seo Mun Gyeong remained, Seo Mun Gwang cried out loudly.
“Do not let him reach Gyeong Yi!”
In the meantime, Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon charged at the Seo Mun Family’s warriors like rhinos.
“Come and play with us!”
Won Se Moon drew a great saber from his waist, while Jo Nam Cheon unsheathed a wolf-fang staff.
To conceal their identities somewhat, they had left their favored weapons behind and brought unfamiliar ones instead.
“Take this!”
As Won Se Moon swung his great saber, thirteen blade auras poured forth, creating a massive tempest.
Instead of the swordsmanship Bu Eunseol had taught him.
He deployed the Wind Earl’s Flying Stream Saber Technique, which he had learned for cultural refinement from the Orthodox Sects.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Meanwhile, as Jo Nam Cheon thrust his wolf-fang staff, warriors collapsed in droves.
He had deployed the Dual Horn Eighteen Staff technique, commonly used by Dark Path warriors.
Both were merely second-rate martial arts of little renown.
Yet when the two wielded them with resolve to die, overwhelming power shook the very earth.
“These mad fools.”
Seo Mun Gwang was flustered, but soon shouted loudly.
“Activate the Absolute Heart Spirit!”
It was a command to mobilize all forces and annihilate intruders to the family in one swift stroke.
“Eliminate these vile Demonic Path vermin who have invaded the Main House!”
A deep rumbling echoed through the air.
Immediately, masters clad in yellow robes began pouring out from every corner of the Seo Mun Family Estate.
“There are so many of them.”
“Indeed.”
As martial artists continued to emerge from throughout the estate, they gathered in an endless stream.
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon swallowed hard.
If all these people attacked at once?
They would be trampled so brutally that not even intact corpses would remain.
“Damn it, if things go this way.”
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon exchanged glances simultaneously.
“We swore to die on the same day and hour….”
The two men, their eyes communicating wordlessly,
deployed a movement technique so swift their feet became invisible, fleeing before the Seo Mun Family’s martial artists could even form their formations.
“Let’s go together, Wi Cheon Gyeong!”
“You swore to die with us, so you must die with us!”
Screaming like madmen, they bolted frantically toward the Inner Quarters.
A sharp whistle pierced the air!
In that instant, Wi Cheon Gyeong, transformed into a streak of light,
headed toward the North Gate of the Inner Quarters where Seo Mun Gyeong, the youngest of the Seo Mun Family who had secluded himself for years, resided.
Countless martial artists and formations blocked his path, but he paid them no mind and passed straight through them.
The Hyeol Do Shadow Technique that Bu Eunseol had taught me
reached its safest state when deploying movement techniques.
Whether a formidable enemy struck at any moment,
or circumstances forced a retreat,
while executing the movement technique, a vortex infused with the mysteries of Flower Touching Jade would envelop my entire body,
and moving in wondrous directions, any attack could be deflected.
A sharp cutting sound!
Finally arriving at the hall where Seo Mun Gyeong resided, Wi Cheon Gyeong
crashed through
the door to Seo Mun Gyeong’s sleeping quarters with a thunderous explosion.
There, a man in plain clothes sat neatly at a table, reading a book.
His eyes were sharp, but his complexion was pallid like a sickly person, as if he had not seen sunlight for a long time.
‘Except when kidnapping the children, he has secluded himself within the estate, so it makes sense.’
Wi Cheon Gyeong, clenching his teeth, spoke with murderous intent in his gaze.
“The estate is in chaos from an intruder, yet you sit here leisurely reading your book.”
Covered in blood, Wi Cheon Gyeong drew his short blade.
“I trust you’re prepared.”
Despite the murderous cry, Seo Mun Gyeong continued reading without even glancing at Wi Cheon Gyeong.
A flash of light!
Wi Cheon Gyeong deployed his movement technique and slashed toward his neck at lightning speed.
But then something astonishing happened.
Clang.
Seo Mun Gyeong, still seated, was deflecting the short blade with his index and middle fingers—not blocking it, but parrying it with finesse.
“The Young Scholar’s Finger Technique?”
Remarkably, he was.
The secret martial art of Yang Dae Ryang, Lord of the Tong Cheon Dan and once a master of the Murim Alliance before his defeat at Bu Eunseol’s hands left him a hollow shell.
He had mastered the Young Scholar’s Finger Technique.
“In my childhood, the patriarch, believing I possessed talent with the blade, spared no expense—inviting renowned masters from the Orthodox Sects to instruct me.”
Tap.
Seo Mun Gyeong calmly withdrew the Young Scholar’s Finger Technique as he finished speaking.
Wi Cheon Gyeong felt bewilderment but quickly retreated.
Whoosh.
Rising from his chair, Seo Mun Gyeong spoke in a hollow murmur, his gaze vacant.
“Especially Lord Yang—he praised my exceptional talent without reservation, even transmitting his own Saint’s Secret Art to me.”
He gazed down at his own hands with a bitter expression.
“But those words became a curse upon me. Having received recognition of my talent from someone of Lord Yang’s caliber… the patriarch’s expectations could only grow boundless.”
Seo Mun Gyeong stared intently at the blood-soaked Wi Cheon Gyeong as he continued.
“While I trained martial arts within this clan, I believed myself to possess the greatest talent under heaven. But when I finally ventured into Gangho… I was nothing but a frog in a well.”
He had confidently entered the Jeong Mu Dae Hoe of Donghyo Seorang.
Yet there, he suffered a devastating defeat at the hands of Bu Eunseol, an unknown prodigy at the time.
Only then did he grasp the cold reality, and he never left the family estate again.
That his talent was merely sufficient to become a regional hegemon.
So long as one possessed such overwhelming talent existed in Gangho.
No matter how much he strived, he could never command the Murim.
“So.”
Brilliant light exploded from Wi Cheon Gyeong’s eyes.
“You kidnapped and murdered innocent children?”
“Is that not acceptable?”
“What did you say?”
Seo Mun Gyeong spoke without emotion.
“They would have died anyway—either by my hand or through the hardships of a vagrant’s life.”
“Yes, you too will die eventually.”
Sparks ignited in Wi Cheon Gyeong’s eyes.
“You might as well die now.”
Boom!
But then a deafening explosion erupted from beyond the palace hall, followed by a rough cry of pain.
“Cheon Gyeong! Fight alongside us!”
“I have no desire to die pathetically at the hands of these wretched dogs!”
Those were the voices of Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon.
“It seems your allies have arrived. Shall we step outside together?”
Seo Mun Gyeong leisurely extended his hand.
“Don’t worry. I won’t run away. I’m just curious about your companions.”
Then he raised both arms.
“If you wish, seal the Blood Sealing Point.”
Wi Cheon Gyeong’s brow furrowed,
but in an instant—
he unleashed a gust of wind to suppress Seo Mun Gyeong’s vital points.
Then, holding a blade to his throat, he dragged him out of the Palace Hall.
There stood Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon, battered and broken, while Seo Mun Family warriors encircled the hall.
“You said you’d buy us time. Why did you crawl here?”
At Wi Cheon Gyeong’s question, Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon stammered their reply.
“We swore we’d die on the same day and hour.”
“That’s right. We didn’t want to die in that place, just the two of us.”
The moment Wi Cheon Gyeong seized Seo Mun Gyeong as a hostage, color returned to their faces.
“At least we don’t have to die now. That’s something.”
“Right, right. With the young lord as a hostage, they can’t do anything.”
Wi Cheon Gyeong’s frustration boiled over, but he soon exhaled a sigh and shook his head.
“Trusting idiots like you was my mistake.”
“Why speak so bitterly? We were all three fighting constantly, and when it became just two, the fun drained away. So we came.”
As they bickered back and forth,
Seo Mun Gwang emerged from among the Seo Mun Family warriors and called out to Seo Mun Gyeong.
“Are you hurt?”
“No, sir.”
“Thank goodness.”
As Seo Mun Gwang released a relieved breath, Seo Mun Gyeong said something unexpected.
“Could you not just let them go?”
“What?”
“What good would it do to kill such wretches anyway?”
Seo Mun Gyeong’s eyes had grown cold and lifeless, like a corpse long dead.
Witnessing this, Wi Cheon Gyeong felt a deep unease.
Could one so despairing of life, so utterly devoid of interest in all things…
truly kidnap and cruelly murder children?
A sudden rush of wind—
Then something astonishing occurred.
The ground suddenly began to spin.
Seo Mun Gyeong, whom Wi Cheon Gyeong held captive,
was instantaneously transported to where Seo Mun Gwang and the Seo Mun Family warriors stood.
It was the function of a mysterious formation array hidden throughout the Seo Mun Family Estate.
“We’re finished.”
Jo Nam Cheon’s eyes widened as he witnessed this.
“We’ve lost our only hostage. We’re truly finished.”
“You fool!”
Won Se Moon, consumed with rage, shook Wi Cheon Gyeong by the collar.
“You were supposed to keep him secure! Because of you, we’re all going to die together!”
Then Jo Nam Cheon pulled them apart.
“What are you doing with enemies right in front of us?”
When the Seo Mun Family warriors witnessed the three men grappling and fighting, their expressions went blank for a moment.
The Seo Mun Family studied formation arrays, so their internal atmosphere was always solemn, and recklessness was absolutely forbidden.
Yet seeing these madmen’s behavior—something they’d never witnessed in their entire lives—left them utterly bewildered.
“Lunatics! Strike them down!”
At Seo Mun Gwang’s command,
A thunderous sound erupted.
Warriors in yellow robes drew their blades and began surrounding Wi Cheon Gyeong and the others.
They seemed intent on deploying an intricate formation array to trap and eliminate them in one swift motion.
A sharp grin spread across their faces.
Yet in that moment, Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon looked at Seo Mun Gwang and smiled wickedly.
“…?”
As Seo Mun Gwang blinked in confusion,
A deafening explosion rang out!
Wi Cheon Gyeong shot forward like a bullet, lunging toward Seo Mun Gyeong.
The surrounding warriors drew their blades to intercept him,
But he slipped through them.
Wi Cheon Gyeong passed through the defending warriors,
And in an instant,
He pressed a short blade against Seo Mun Gyeong’s throat.
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon, feigning combat, had channeled their qi into Wi Cheon Gyeong,
Allowing him to deploy the Phantom Shadow technique once more.
“Gyeong Yi!”
Seo Mun Gwang gasped in shock, and Wi Cheon Gyeong’s lips curved into a faint smile.
“You will join me in Hell.”
And he moved to sever Seo Mun Gyeong’s neck.
Yet Seo Mun Gyeong’s gaze remained serene, tinged with an ashen pallor.
Like someone who had long yearned for death.
“You.”
Wi Cheon Gyeong sensed it instinctively.
Seo Mun Gyeong.
This man was not the true culprit.
‘I cannot kill an innocent man.’
Hesitating, Wi Cheon Gyeong finally lowered the short blade from Seo Mun Gyeong’s throat.
“What are you doing, you idiot!”
“This madman? I went out of my way to create this opportunity!”
As Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon thrashed about in fury, Seo Mun Gwang seized the moment without hesitation.
“Now is the time! We must kill them all!”
Zing.
Mysterious light erupted from the floor of the entire Inner Quarters, and radiance poured forth from the bodies of the Seo Mun Family warriors.
They themselves became the Heaven-Obscuring Annihilation Formation, intent on erasing Wi Cheon Gyeong and the others in a single stroke.
“My apologies.”
Wi Cheon Gyeong spoke.
“This man is not the culprit. It seems I’ve made a grave error in judgment.”
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon narrowed their eyes, regarding Wi Cheon Gyeong with resentment.
“Damn it, you speak quickly enough.”
“Everything you do is always like this….”
The two men sighed in resignation, lowering their heads.
Zzzzzing.
Just as light began to pour forth from countless Seo Mun Family warriors.
“S-t-o-p———!”
Whoooosh!
A thunderous shout accompanied the sudden sound of waves, and silver-hued energy surged violently around Wi Cheon Gyeong.
The light generated by the Heaven-Obscuring Annihilation Formation gradually began to diminish.
“Who goes there!”
At Seo Mun Gwang’s cry,
Whiiiiing.
A tempest and wind swirled around Wi Cheon Gyeong, and a man with short hair suddenly erupted from the ground, materializing before them.
“Lord Myo.”
Wi Cheon Gyeong was astonished.
The man who had appeared so suddenly was none other than Myo Cheon Woo.
“How did you….”
“Seo Mun Gyeong.”
Myo Cheon Woo glanced at Seo Mun Gyeong, then spoke in a solemn voice.
“He is not the true culprit who kidnapped the child.”
“What do you mean?”
When Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon asked simultaneously, Myo Cheon Woo replied.
“He may have been complicit, but he is not the true culprit who kidnapped the children.”
Then he turned his head to regard Seo Mun Gwang and spoke.
“Is that not so, Lord of the Seo Mun Family?”
“What nonsense is this?”
“Do you think to save your own life by sacrificing your son?”
Myo Cheon Woo withdrew a document from his robes and hurled it toward Seo Mun Gwang.
Thud.
Seo Mun Gwang caught the document and opened it with a furrowed brow.
Whoosh.
After examining the document for a long while, Seo Mun Gwang’s eyes shifted with newfound intensity.
There, meticulously recorded, lay the complete trail of the culprit who had kidnapped the child and brought them to the Seo Mun Family Estate.
It was none other than the account of Seo Mun Gwang himself—the patriarch of the Seo Mun Family.
“You’re saying the patriarch of the Seo Mun Family is the true perpetrator behind the kidnappings?”
At Wi Cheon Gyeong’s question, Myo Cheon Woo nodded gravely.
“Seo Mun Gwang. He mimicked his son by wearing a deformed sword at his left hip.”
“But why?”
“At first, he must have despised his son for becoming a cripple. But later, his hatred shifted to the one who had crippled him.”
Myo Cheon Woo spoke as though recounting something he had heard, his words flowing smoothly.
“So he tried to kill that person, but by then, he had become like the sun of the Demonic Path itself.”
Myo Cheon Woo fixed Seo Mun Gwang with a cold stare as he continued.
“So ultimately, he desired to kill those who resembled that person.”
….
“But among adults, those with delicate features and fair skin are rare. So eventually, he realized that young girls bore a striking resemblance….”
Hehehehe!
Seo Mun Gwang cut off Myo Cheon Woo’s words with a dismissive laugh, as though the very notion were absurd.
“You’re fabricating ridiculous tales on your own. What reason would the patriarch have to commit such acts?”
Seo Mun Gwang cast the document aside coldly.
“Everything written here is nonsense. Without clear evidence, you’ve simply concocted a false record of events, haven’t you?”
Then, regarding Myo Cheon Woo, he curled his lips upward.
“Isn’t that right, Lord Myo Cheon Woo of the Sayoung Battle Division?”
Myo Cheon Woo wore no mask.
He had employed his Dok Moon sect technique, the Silver Flame Palm.
Therefore, Seo Mun Gwang—not only versed in the affairs of Gangho but also deeply learned in Demonic Path martial arts—
had immediately recognized Myo Cheon Woo’s true identity.
“Having committed such deeds, the Demon Palace must be prepared for the consequences, yes?”
An invasion of the Seo Mun Family was equivalent to an invasion of all Eight Great Families.
Moreover, the Seo Mun Family maintained strong bonds with both the Nine Sects One Alliance and the Murim Alliance—making this a matter the Sayoung Battle Division could not handle alone.
“You thought you had erased all evidence perfectly, didn’t you, Seo Mun Gwang?”
Myo Cheon Woo spoke with chilling clarity.
“When you kidnapped the children, you never revealed your true face, so you believed you would never be caught.”
“Enough of your drivel. I will slaughter every last one of you and personally bring this matter before Ma Cheon Je.”
“Ambitious dreams indeed.”
At that moment, a sturdy shadow descended beside Myo Cheon Woo with a sharp whistle.
It was Yu Woon Ryong.
“Lord Yu Woon Ryong.”
Wi Cheon Gyeong’s mouth fell open.
Yu Woon Ryong, who was so consumed with managing the Sayoung Battle Division
that he scarcely had time to rise from his seat—how had he suddenly appeared here?
‘Surely not.’
Wi Cheon Gyeong felt a thought flickering through his mind.
Only now, after thoroughly investigating this region and establishing the Wanderer Market here.
Did he realize who had orchestrated the training of the newly arrived Sayoung Battle Division warriors and the Bi Ma Dae.
‘Ryeong Ju must have known about the Seo Mun Family’s crimes from the very moment he established the Wanderer Market here.’
Only one person could send both Yu Woon Ryong and Myo Cheon Woo to this place simultaneously. And that person could only be Bu Eunseol.
“You’ve worked hard.”
At that moment, Yu Woon Ryong looked at Wi Cheon Gyeong, Won Se Moon, and the others, nodding his head.
“Thanks to you all stirring things up so recklessly, I was able to find the real evidence.”
A rumbling sound echoed.
At that moment, countless children poured out from behind Yu Woon Ryong.
They were the girls who had been trapped in the actual Underground Prison.
Their condition was indescribable—bearing the marks of severe torture.
The only fortunate aspect was that their captors had taken precautions to keep them alive, intending to torture them for a long time.
―That… that is.
The majority of the Seo Mun Family warriors watching this scene widened their eyes in shock.
Seo Mun Gwang’s kidnapping of the children was known only to his closest subordinates.
Most of the family’s warriors had no knowledge of his atrocities whatsoever.
Upon seeing the pitiful state of the children, the warriors trembled as if struck by profound shock.
“Seo Mun Gwang. Your crimes were difficult to prove, weren’t they? In fact, they were virtually impossible.”
Yu Woon Ryong spoke, his eyes gleaming with intensity.
“Even if we had discovered the real prison, by the time we brought an army to suppress the Seo Mun Family… you would have destroyed all the evidence.”
“….”
“That’s why the Lords of the Sayoung Battle Division risked their lives and stirred up your Seo Mun Family. So that I could find the evidence.”
At Yu Woon Ryong’s declaration.
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon opened their mouths in astonishment.
Wi Cheon Gyeong had come to rescue the pitiful girls by any means necessary, and Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon had simply helped him without much thought.
But when had they become bait for such a meticulous plan?
“That’s right, you fools!”
Won Se Moon, now understanding the situation, pointed accusingly at Seo Mun Gwang.
“Did you think we came here stupidly without a plan and just charged in? Hahahaha!”
Jo Nam Cheon also spoke with excitement.
“Now that your crimes have been exposed to the world, the Seo Mun Family is finished!”
Seo Mun Gwang’s fingertips trembled.
Seo Mun Gyeong possessed exceptional talent and had been the son who bore all the family’s expectations upon his shoulders.
Because of this, the family had exhausted all its wealth to have him educated by renowned masters.
Yet the moment he entered the Gangho, he encountered an insurmountable wall, and with his sword broken, he became a recluse—a living corpse.
Seo Mun Gwang could never accept this.
He desperately hoped his son would regain his resolve and through diligent cultivation, make a name for himself.
―Even if he trained for a hundred years, he could not defeat that person.
But Seo Mun Gyeong refused firmly.
He could not defeat the young swordmaster he had met at the Jeong Mu Dae Hoe.
And that statement was true.
Not long after, his name shook eighteen million li across Zhong Yuan.
In the end, he received permission from Ma Cheon Je, the sky of the Demonic Path, and became the successor to the Demon Palace, ruling over a million demonic cultivators.
Learning this truth, Seo Mun Gwang felt as though his body would burst from the injustice of it all.
―That bastard is the successor to the Demon Palace, and he deliberately appeared at the Jeong Mu Dae Hoe to cripple my son!
Even knowing this made no sense, Seo Mun Gwang could only speak in such terms.
Then, by chance.
He encountered on the street a young man who bore a slight resemblance to Muk Hon Ryeong Ju Bu Eunseol, the one who had crippled his son.
―How fortunate!
Seo Mun Gwang could no longer suppress his twisted rage and expressed it in an abnormal form.
He secretly abducted the young man who resembled his enemy and killed him with brutal cruelty.
And remarkably, his rage subsided and his heart found some ease.
Most of all, he discovered an indescribable thrill in confining freedom, oppressing it, and then subjecting it to torture.
As time passed in this manner.
Before long, Seo Mun Gwang had become a cruel Killing Ghost who murdered beautiful young girls.
“Do you think you will die obediently?”
Blood vessels bulged in Seo Mun Gwang’s eyes.
He was a master who had cultivated the Qi Formation Arts for decades, and this place was inside Seo Moon Family Estate.
There was no way he could die like this.

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