The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 792

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Chapter 792.
Boom!
Struck by Gwon In’s fist force, I was sent flying dozens of zhang into the air before crashing back to the ground.
Even with the Harmonious Qi enveloping me, I couldn’t withstand the terrifying power of that fist technique.
Thud.
Blood clots spilled from my lips as I hit the ground.
This single strike was like a calamity no human could resist.
Its power rivaled the Mujik Gyeong itself.
“A mere whelp causing trouble.”
Thud. Thud.
Pure white light erupted from Gwon In’s entire body as he approached my fallen form.
He looked like a divine emissary come to punish foolish mortals.
‘So this is Gwon In Cheon.’
I twisted my body.
Squeezing out every last ounce of strength, I struggled to my feet and faced Gwon In.
Members of the Baek Ri Family had to step in personally.
Jin Ma’s subordinate—one whose bloodline they barely managed to sever.
And one of the lowest-ranking Incheon among them possessed this level of power?
Moreover, without even using the Mujik Gyeong, his fist technique split the heavens and shook the earth itself…
If the Prajna Great Ability hadn’t unified, if I couldn’t have woven the Harmonious Qi—
I would have been obliterated in an instant.
“You’re prepared, I assume.”
Where Gwon In’s gaze fell, the earth trembled, and all life within it withered and twisted.
Yet facing that terrifying presence, I smiled.
“Impressive.”
And I gasped in admiration.
Gwon In was not only the strongest opponent I’d faced thus far.
He was a supreme master who had cultivated a fist technique I could never hope to match.
“Now I can finally use all my strength.”
My heart raced.
This place lay far from Seong Do, and the Life-Death Battle Ground spread before us—a realm no one could enter.
No matter how formidable a master, none could breach this place, and no one could observe our battle.
Because of this, I could truly fight with everything I had.
“All your strength? You’re delusional.”
Gwon In scoffed.
“Your internal injuries are severe enough that you’ll stop breathing in mere hours without treatment.”
It was true.
My internal injuries were so grave that without treatment, I wouldn’t survive more than a few hours.
“Stop worrying about me. Just do your best.”
Yet I smiled nonetheless.
“I’ll unleash the power I’ve been suppressing all this time.”
A sharp hiss.
At that very moment, the transparent aura surrounding Bu Eunseol’s body began to fade away.
With severe internal injuries mounting and the critical moment drawing near, the harmony enveloping my body was growing dim.
“Now I can finally shatter that body of yours.”
“Show me.”
A brilliant radiance blazed forth from Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
“The maximum extent of your Mujik power.”
A metallic ring.
And once more, I drew the Muk Hon Sword.
“Now let us clash with true strength.”
A sharp whistle. Crackling and hissing!
Transparent and violet auras began to swirl and collide in alternating waves.
There was still one final technique I had not yet unleashed.
One so devastating in power that it had been sealed away… within the indestructible Muk Hon Sword.
A harmony of the Pa Cheon Hwang form—pouring all my strength and Otherworldly Divine Energy into a single, explosive release.
“Haaah!”
With a battle cry, Bu Eunseol transformed into violet lightning and charged toward Gwon In.
Not merely unleashing the Pa Cheon Hwang harmony infused with Otherworldly Divine Energy.
But the new Super Gwon Ma Chil Sik—the Tal Musang Cheon Ryu style combined with the new Gwon Cho.
And the Yi Ui Jin Gyeol and Sip Sam Ya Ki.
The Bing Jeong Seol Hwa Ki merged with the Bing Ha Cheon Ryu Gyeol. And even the Yeol Ha Dae Jeong Jin Ki…
Unfolding in sequence all the martial arts I had mastered thus far.
Wrapping them around the Muk Hon Sword in the form of harmony, merging them with Otherworldly Divine Energy…
I was unleashing the ultimate form of power that Bu Eunseol could manifest.
A brilliant flash! A tremendous boom!
As sword energy and fist force erupted, light and explosive sounds cascaded around Gwon In’s body.
All the attacks Bu Eunseol had unleashed until now failed to pierce through the protective energy surrounding Gwon In’s body.
Instead, they scattered into countless points of light.
But this attack was different.
The technique Bu Eunseol was now extending.
The Mujik power that Gwon In had unleashed.
Compared to the might of Gyeong Ha Ki, it displayed a terrifying power that was in no way inferior, did it not?
Kwaa!
As the brilliant light poured forth from the Muk Hon Sword spread outward, even the Life-Death Battle Ground trembled.
As all his power concentrated, even the secret transmission formation of Nangya Sect was on the verge of destruction.
“So that is your true power. Excellent!”
A pure white aura began to spread from Gwon In’s body.
His Mujik power, Gyeong Ha Ki—which destroys all it touches—was unleashed once more.
Kwaoong!
Bu Eunseol unleashed the full extent of her power, and
when Gwon In’s Gyeong Ha Ki expanded to its maximum, a blinding radiance erupted across the battlefield.
Whoosh!
In that instant, the luminous point of the Gyeong Ha Ki
finally pierced through my power and burrowed into my body.
When comparing the raw strength of Mujik force,
my power—newly unleashed from this transformation—could not withstand Gwon In’s force, cultivated in the Mujik Gyeong for ages past.
‘I expected as much.’
Yet I had no intention of passively receiving the Gyeong Ha Ki, and truthfully, this was not my final strike either.
Therefore, even as I unleashed a devastating blow,
I simultaneously activated the Extreme Speed Shadow beforehand,
withdrawing from the Gyeong Ha Ki’s range.
“Impossible!”
Boom!
Gwon In suddenly struck the ground with his right fist.
The earth trembled violently, then began to crack open as if the gates of Hell itself were tearing asunder.
Roooar!
Simultaneously, black dragon-shaped forms erupted skyward from the fissures.
From the moment they surged earthward to sky, they coiled around me,
and those that ascended now descended back toward me.
The formless Gyeong Ha Ki—the Mujik force—
had been converted into a tangible technique I could never escape.
Sizzle! Crackle!
I hung suspended in the void, leaving hundreds of afterimages in my wake.
Ordinarily, the Extreme Speed Shadow could only manifest ninety-nine directional variations,
but fused with Thunder Divine Energy, it shattered that limitation.
Crash!
Yet unable to block several of the black dragons, I was hurled backward dozens of zhang once more.
In that instant, pure white lightning flickered across Gwon In’s eyes.
“Die.”
Rumble.
With those words, the sky turned pitch black, and a Gyeong Ha Ki as massive as a mountain range poured down upon my face.
Had I resigned myself to everything?
I stood motionless, accepting the Gyeong Ha Ki directly.
Boom!
The space surrounding me, engulfed in radiance, began to warp instantaneously.
Whine.
Then, the harmony enveloping my body resisted the Gyeong Ha Ki, and five-colored brilliance began to radiate outward.
“Impossible!”
When my body did not crumble instantly, Gwon In layered the Gyeong Ha Ki multiple times, gathered it with overwhelming force, and unleashed it once more.
‘I’ve found it.’
In that instant, five-colored radiance bloomed from Bu Eunseol’s Muk Hon Sword.
From the start, I had only one true strike I could unleash against Gwon In.
One that could never be evaded.
To seize that perfect moment, I had no choice but to deliberately take his blows.
A master of his caliber reveals an opening only when absolutely certain of victory,
and only in the instant he successively layers his Mujik Gyeong.
And finally, as he unleashed his successive strikes,
I, having spotted that opening, poured forth my final strength.
The power of Jeong Sa Ma Bul and six hundred years of cultivation.
When the force combined with Yi Shin Ki merged into the Muk Hon Sword, hundreds of mystical patterns were inscribed upon its scabbard.
“You wretched―――!”
Gwon In was no ordinary figure.
The moment he sensed Bu Eunseol unleashing a tremendous counter-strike,
he simultaneously deployed his Gwon In Cheon’s martial techniques—those that halt an opponent’s movements and initial strikes alongside his own strikes.
Flash!
As Bu Eunseol’s surging power collided with his strikes,
the heavens split asunder into two.
Five-colored radiance and a darkness that seemed to devour all life spread forth simultaneously.
Boom!
Ultimately, the five-colored radiance consumed the light and began warping space itself.
The darkness, as if fleeing from the void, unleashed black flames with violent intensity.
Roar.
How much time had passed?
When all light faded, Bu Eunseol and Gwon In stood facing one another.
Who had achieved victory?
“What was that?”
Gwon In’s expression betrayed incomprehension.
“That wasn’t Mujik Gyeong.”
Bu Eunseol gazed at the faint patterns inscribed upon the Muk Hon Sword’s scabbard and shook her head.
“This is….”
Originally, I had meant to say: this is the power my mother bestowed upon me.
No weapon in this world could withstand the combined force of Jeong Sa Ma Bul, inner strength spanning ten heavenly stems, and Yi Shin Ki,
save the Muk Hon Sword alone.
Yet now, with the thought that I might not be of Baek Ri Family blood,
Bu Eunseol shook her head bitterly.
“It is merely a will passed down to me by someone.”
“A will.”
Gwon In gazed faintly toward the Distant Sky.
“In this brief span, Murim has advanced once more. To have produced one such as you.”
“….”
“But do not grow complacent. Ben Cheon is the weakest among the Incheon, after all.”
Gwon In spoke with perfect calm.
“Whether in terms of absolute power or martial technique.”
“I see.”
“It seems you have mastered all of Ben Cheon’s martial arts?”
Bu Eunseol spoke with candor.
“Indeed.”
“So you prolonged the battle by fighting with your fists.”
Gwon In smiled faintly.
“No Bu will fade away, but Ben Cheon is eternal, then.”
“….”
“Ben Cheon’s martial arts will be transmitted through generations, and eventually take deep root in Murim.”
Crack. Crackle.
Gwon In’s entire body was crisscrossed by spider-web-like fractures that spread without cease.
Whoooosh.
With a brilliant white light, his form vanished completely.
Just as it had been with Hyuk Ryeon Eung in the past.
Exposed to the harmony unleashed at full force, even the traces of his existence were cleanly obliterated.
“This is Incheon.”
Bu Eunseol drew a deep breath.
From long ago, I had believed it possible to face masters of the Mujik Gyeong without ascending to that realm myself.
And at last.
I had slain Gwon In, one of the Incheon who had descended upon Murim, and proven it.
It was a result worthy of some satisfaction, yet Bu Eunseol’s expression remained dissatisfied.
To deal with the remaining powerhouses, I would need to ascend further still.
And this was not a complete victory.
“Cough.”
Bu Eunseol spat out another mouthful of blood.
Though I had seized victory in the life-and-death duel with Gwon In, I too had suffered fatal internal injuries.
Click.
I had emptied every spiritual elixir into my mouth, including the Jamshin Divine Pill, but it was useless.
So that Pa Cheon Hwang’s harmony would never miss.
To create that moment of opportunity, I had deliberately taken Gwon In’s strikes twice, absorbing the full force of his enlightenment.
Fortunately, the harmony’s power was faintly dispersed, sparing me instant death, but I had sustained injuries from which there could be no recovery.
‘This divine technique, and the Beast Path’s perception, and this meager cultivation base.’
From the duel with Gwon In, my cultivation had plummeted to one-fifth of its former level,
and even the Beast Path’s perception—my final bastion—had vanished.
Though most of my strength and all of my senses had been lost in this calamity, Bu Eunseol’s expression remained serene.
And slowly, I turned my body and departed from this place.
* * *
A figure in gray robes arrived at a Mystical Forest.
As he extended his palm, a faint shimmer of light unfolded before his eyes, and the luminescence transformed into a small gateway.
Upon stepping through the portal, the landscape of the Mystical Forest revealed itself.
The leaves of the trees not only shimmered with azure light but radiated with resplendent, multicolored brilliance.
As each leaf scattered by the wind descended to the ground, it underwent a metamorphosis.
Soon it transformed into fragments of light, dispersing in all directions.
Venturing deeper into the forest, a Small Pond appeared, and within it stood an enormous ancient tree that seemed to pierce the heavens themselves.
“Mok Bul.”
The shadow’s form murmured softly.
When no response came, he opened his palm once more.
“I cannot fathom why you choose to inflict such suffering upon yourself.”
A piercing hum resonated.
As he spread his palm, a translucent force rippled outward, immediately disturbing the placid waters of the pond.
A sharp crack echoed.
The bark of the colossal ancient tree split open, and crimson blood began to flow forth.
Drip, drip, drip.
As the flow of blood intensified, a sharp sound emanated from the wooden tree, and a wooden Buddha statue stepped forward.
It was none other than a wooden Buddha statue walking forth.
The disciple of Gu Beop Ja Mo Ryun, and
the age’s renowned oracle who could read the heavenly mandate—Mok Bul.
“It has been long.”
Despite Mu Jon’s words, Mok Bul merely lowered his head, his mouth clenched shut with blood-stained lips.
Mu Jon’s eyes grew sharper than ever before, his voice turning glacial.
“That place was not the Secret Cave of the Baek Ri Family, and ultimately, Incheon has emerged in Murim.”
He spoke with an utterly frigid tone.
“Bu Eunseol. Is she truly Baek Ri Geom Ha?”
Mok Bul did not answer, merely staring intently at Mu Jon.
As if awaiting what would come next.
“If she truly carries the blood of the Baek Ri Family, then no matter how much her memories were lost or her power diminished… Gwon In would have recognized her.”
Mok Bul shook his head faintly.
It was a sign that he could not answer.
“Now that Incheon has appeared, your consent is no longer necessary.”
Mu Jon flipped his left hand over.
His palm began to radiate with light, and the trees of the forest trembled as an eerie sound reverberated through the air.
A piercing screech tore through the atmosphere.
Simultaneously, the leaves transformed to brown, the branches fractured, and their interiors burned black with an inexplicable force.
The earth split asunder from this mysterious power, deep cracks forming across the ground, and the grass withered away.
Even the sky seemed to bow before this force.
Clouds gathered swiftly, lightning crackled, and the atmosphere grew heavy with the imminence of rain.
Yet not a single drop of rain had fallen… only the forest itself was withering away.
[Bin Seung said he was a person who emerged from Saha Chamber, not Baek Ri Geom Ha.]
“That’s hardly even an excuse.”
The light flowing from Mu Jon’s palm grew even more intense.
“You’re telling me you’ve been toying with me all this time with such words?”
[The shadows created by Baek Ri Mu Ha are not just one.]
As the forest began to vanish, Mok Bul urgently transmitted his thoughts through Wisdom Light Mind Method.
[Baek Mu Sung. He too is a shadow.]
“Baek Mu Sung?”
That the blood calamity of Saha Chamber had already been foreseen was something I had already heard from my brother Yi Hyung, Jeong Cheon Je.
But to think the bait for reviving Baek Ri Geom Ha was not just one.
“Then give me a reason.”
Mu Jon’s gaze turned glacial.
“If you cannot provide a reason to support the excuse of misreading the heavenly signs… this matter will absolutely not pass without consequence.”
[Cheon Ki Sung.]
Blood was slowly trickling from Mok Bul’s left ear.
Yet he calmly sent his thoughts through Wisdom Light Mind Method.
[He has appeared in this age.]
Thud.
In that instant, Mu Jon’s expression became as if struck from behind.
Cheon Ki Sung.
Possessing intelligence beyond imagination, displaying genius-level abilities in every field.
Capable of immediate comprehension upon encountering new information and possessing transcendent learning ability.
Baek Pal Sung, who could resolve all difficulties under heaven, had appeared?
Moreover, beyond mere intelligence and knowledge, he could even predict the future.
The fact that he—who could manipulate all great and small matters of the world—had appeared meant…
the entire board I had carefully arranged could be completely overturned.
“Indeed, that serves as an excuse. If it’s Cheon Ki Sung….”
Mok Bul merely bled from his ear, saying nothing.
“Then there could be yet another shadow besides Bu Eunseol and Baek Mu Sung?”
[According to what Bin Seung saw… no.]
Thick clots of blood flowed sluggishly from Mok Bul’s left ear.
Mu Jon paid it no mind and gazed toward the distant sky.
“Then there are two shadows.”
Baek Mu Sung.
A disciple of Bul Jon, who rose to become the Danjoo of Wu Tian Duan in the Murim Alliance.
I had wondered why he threw himself into Sam Gye.
I had wondered why his martial prowess could rise so rapidly.
It turned out he too was a shadow created by Saha Chamber.
“No, then he could actually be the real Baek Ri Geom Ha.”
A sharp gleam flickered through Mu Jon’s eyes.
“Bul Jon, that old fox wouldn’t have taken a disciple without reason, you see.”
A cold smile played at the corners of his mouth.
It had merely been obscured by the majesty of Jeong Pa Je Il In, Jeong Cheon Je.
He too was an supreme master who had ascended the Mujik Gyeong long ago, and through continuous advancement, he had now achieved an unparalleled state of mastery that placed all of Tianxia beneath his feet.
If he wished, he could dispose of Bul Jon, that old man, in a single breath.
Whoosh.
As Mu Jon withdrew his palm, the crumbling forest began to reclaim its original radiance.
He spoke toward Mok Bul, who kept his head bowed.
“Should you ever again conceal or hide the celestial secrets from me, there will be no more mercy.”
His gaze was stern and absolute.
“You’ve surely witnessed with your own eyes that Jin Ma’s subordinates are appearing one after another.”
Then he turned and vanished into the depths of the forest.
Mok Bul remained with his head lowered, not daring to lift his gaze to the heavens.
Yet his eyes held not the anguish of one suffering heavenly punishment for revealing celestial secrets,
but rather a noble sacrifice burning within them.
[With their power inscribed alongside Hong Mong Mi Ki… the Primordial Sun and Moon, the Nine Heavens Cloud Radiance. Until those treasures appear simultaneously… no one shall know his true identity.]
Mok Bul’s whispered murmur was so faint and thin that even the heavens could not hear it.
* * *
Bu Eunseol had originally intended to return to the Demon Palace.
Incheon, Shen Tian, Three Followers, Jin Ma….
She needed to inform all her subordinates of the existence of these beings, as if drawn from ancient legends, and prepare countermeasures accordingly.
But that was impossible.
There was something far more urgent.
‘To restore Gyeong Yi’s shattered body….’
Bu Eunseol had emerged victorious in her confrontation with Gwon In, who dominated Tianxia, but she too had sustained grave injuries.
Though not to the extent of being completely drained of power as in the past.
With her Beast Path senses severed and her martial force sealed, she could not face the supreme masters who would emerge in the future.
‘I must go there.’
And to recover, she would need another power.
The Four Divines.
To restore her strength,
Bu Eunseol intended to visit one of the places where the legends of Murim slumbered.

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