The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 799

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Chapter 799.
Even amidst the agony, Bu Eunseol continued to circulate her energy relentlessly.
The Extreme Reversal Heart Method, which could simultaneously harness both yin and yang energies, could embrace all things—and poison was no exception.
‘It refuses to convert into true qi.’
When the Seven Treasure Elixir Master had injected poison before, it had instantly transformed into true qi and my body had recovered.
But now, with two different poisons flooding in simultaneously, the situation had become entirely different.
Even the Extreme Reversal Heart Method could not neutralize these two toxins in the slightest.
‘If only poison could counter poison.’
Now I could feel the genuine threat to my life.
I had thought that mixing different poisons might produce a mutual neutralization effect, but instead—
They were merging into a new, more lethal toxin that threatened to dissolve my five organs and six viscera.
Sizzzzz.
Scalding vapor began rising from my body.
At this rate, my body would literally melt away.
‘What?’
Through the unbearable agony, as I gazed up at the ceiling, my eyes suddenly widened.
Characters that had been invisible mere moments before—
Were now appearing one by one as the two poisons coursed through me simultaneously.
‘Transform Poison Into Function, Poison Becomes Energy…’
Unlike the poison techniques of renowned Murim masters,
This method purified the poison absorbed within the body
And used that power to develop muscle and activate nerves.
‘I have no need to strengthen my flesh.’
Even through the torment, Bu Eunseol began studying the technique intently.
‘Rather than reinforcing the body, what if I used that power to purify it instead?’
Even Ak Moo Ryung, who was notorious for his obsession with martial arts, would have called me insane if he saw me now.
When my breath could stop at any moment—
I was not accepting the technique written on the ceiling as written, but rather adapting it forcefully to my own method.
‘It works.’
Finally, as I used the technique to purify the poison seeping through my body,
Whoooosh.
My body relaxed, and suddenly I felt as though I were floating weightlessly upon clouds.
By adapting the ceiling’s technique to cleanse my body with the toxic energy as if scrubbing it clean,
Not only did the remaining poison vanish, but in an instant, all my power disappeared as well.
‘This is…’
Though all strength, heightened senses, and inner qi had vanished, my body became infinitely lighter,
And the murky energies that had permeated my being seemed to have drained away.
‘I have expelled all impure and turbid energy.’
Bu Eunseol closed her eyes.
The more I circulated energy according to the technique, the more it felt as though I had returned to the womb.
“That should do it.”
The paralysis that had gripped my body finally released.
Rising quickly, I stared at the venomous serpents and scorpions scattered across the ground, my eyes widening.
“Why does the Wind Divine Palace breed so many toxic creatures?”
A number of venomous beasts this vast could never occur naturally.
Moreover, the Wind Divine Palace is home to the Poong Shin—masters of the Poong Yun Divine Technique, said to be the most mysterious of all Sasin techniques.
Yet they’ve deliberately constructed this underground passage to cultivate venomous insects?
“Could it be that mastering poison techniques is necessary to cultivate the Poong Yun Divine Technique?”
I pondered this, then shook my head firmly.
“No, that cannot be.”
All Sasin techniques originate from nature itself—pure power untainted by any impurity.
There is no need for the power of toxins.
If poison techniques were mixed in, the technique’s potency would only weaken.
Step by step.
I moved slowly toward the corridor.
‘My inner energy has diminished to a tenth of its normal level.’
I had barely managed to purify the poison, but my inner energy was nearly depleted, leaving me with almost no strength.
Yet strangely, my body felt far lighter than before the injury.
Whoosh.
Then something shot rapidly toward the space between my brows.
I twisted my body to evade, but it still grazed my skin as it passed.
Looking closely, I saw they were incredibly sharp scales.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
As I passed through the corridor and entered a vast stone chamber, a creature the size of a house emerged—a serpent that spewed scales with every movement.
It was a Poison Dragon, a legendary spiritual being in the form of an imoogi before ascending to true dragon status.
“Now I understand why that Mu Sim Young deliberately left me here.”
A hollow smile crossed my lips.
I had thought a young member of the Gwi Il Gye with unremarkable martial prowess was foolishly charging at me.
Instead, this underground passage was home to an unimaginable number of venomous creatures and spiritual beings.
“Very well, then. Let us see.”
Slash! Whoosh!
I wielded the Muk Hon Sword with fluid grace, cutting toward the Poison Dragon.
Clang.
But sparks merely flew—the Poison Dragon’s scales could not be severed.
‘This much resistance?’
The Muk Hon Sword only appeared to be an ordinary iron blade; it was forged from a mystical metal of inconceivable hardness.
To such a degree that—
It remained unbroken even while wielding the power of harmony that erases all things in existence.
Clang!
Yet the Poison Dragon’s body was so extraordinarily resilient that even the Muk Hon Sword could not cut through it.
Whoosh!
At that moment, the Blood Serpent’s tail lashed across Bu Eunseol’s body.
Crash!
Unable to evade, I was sent flying back a dozen paces before slamming into the wall.
An ordinary person would have had their body crushed on impact.
But Bu Eunseol employed the Nangya Pavilion’s esoteric technique of Supple Body Evasion, allowing me to dissipate the force and avoid instant death.
Yet my inner energy remained depleted, so I could not generate a sword aura sharp enough to sever the Blood Serpent.
“Good.”
A crimson gleam ignited in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
“No matter how weakened I am, I cannot lose to a mere beast.”
Whoosh!
As the Blood Serpent lunged, Bu Eunseol did not retreat—instead, I channeled all my remaining strength and brought my entire body down upon it.
Clang!
A metallic ring echoed, yet the creature remained unmoved.
Still, Bu Eunseol did not relent, striking relentlessly at the same point.
Clang! Clang!
As Bu Eunseol continued the unceasing barrage upon that single spot,
Crack!
At last, a scale fractured, and blood gushed forth through the fissure.
Hiss!
The Blood Serpent attempted to strike again with its tail, but Bu Eunseol swiftly dodged.
Yet it was a feint.
In a heartbeat, the Blood Serpent coiled around Bu Eunseol and opened its massive maw.
But then, I noticed something beneath its jaw—white fur.
Everywhere else gleamed with dark luster, but there alone white fur seemed to grow.
Thrust!
I drove the Muk Hon Sword forward, and like piercing tofu, the blade sank all the way to the hilt in an instant.
Immediately, crimson blood cascaded down upon Bu Eunseol’s body.
Boom! Boom!
Simultaneously, the Blood Serpent writhed in agony.
That spot was clearly its vital point.
“Ugh.”
Bu Eunseol held grimly to the sword hilt, refusing to yield.
Screech! Boom!
After thrashing about for some time, the Blood Serpent finally trembled and collapsed.
Drenched in the massive torrent of blood flowing from the creature, Bu Eunseol was covered from head to toe in crimson.
“Exhale.”
Strength spent, Bu Eunseol simply collapsed onto the ground.
Though soaked in blood, my body felt strangely lighter.
Though covered in blood, his body felt even lighter.
A sharp whistling sound.
Yet the blood that touched my skin began to absorb like poison in an instant.
“What is this now?”
As the blood absorbed, my skin became even smoother, gleaming with an otherworldly luster.
It felt as though I had shed my former body and undergone a complete metamorphosis into a new one.
“It seems my body keeps transforming.”
Sprawled flat on the ground, I closed my eyes.
My body had become light as a feather, as if floating upon clouds, yet strength still refused to return.
“Truly relentless. This Mujik Gyeong is.”
No matter how many toxins poured forth to restore my body,
Unfortunately, without obtaining power equivalent to the Poong Yun Divine Technique,
I could not awaken the sealed strength within my body.
A low groan escaped my lips.
Rising to my feet once more, I surveyed my surroundings to find a way out of this place.
“This is a serious predicament.”
Where the blood pool had emerged, I could see a long, endless corridor stretching before me.
Judging by the internal dimensions, there could easily be dozens, perhaps even hundreds of different toxins contained here.
“I must escape quickly.”
If Hyang Elder had deliberately trapped me here,
She would surely not leave Hyuk So Jin unguarded.
I had to escape this place and rescue him immediately.
Gripping the Muk Hon Sword, I stepped forward into the passage.
Yet something felt strange.
As I entered the vast corridor, a faint breeze seemed to drift from somewhere.
Upon closer inspection, numerous illustrations were drawn upon the walls of the darkness-shrouded corridor.
They depicted countless forms of wind.
Mountain breezes that blow through peaks and valleys.
Or the harsh winds of winter.
The warm zephyrs of spring and summer, sea breezes that blow from ocean to shore, and more.
The natural forms of wind that exist in the world were depicted here.
‘Wait, were these truly drawings?’
As I gazed upon them,
It felt as though someone were transmitting martial techniques to me through enlightened perception.
And simultaneously, the breeze drifting from somewhere grew increasingly stronger.
‘How peculiar.’
Each time I heard the whispers transmitted to my mind, a subtle sensation arose within me.
Yet I could not grasp anything concrete.
It was like reaching toward a mirage—seemingly within reach, yet forever beyond my grasp.
“Wind Divine… Path of Journey?”
At the end of the illustrations on the corridor wall, the characters “Pung Shin Haeng Ro” were inscribed.
“The path of the Wind Divine? Does the Wind Divine favor poison?”
Even as I speak, a hollow laugh escapes me.
What in the world is this place?
I still cannot fathom the meaning of the dharmic teachings flowing into my mind.
“Let us proceed.”
I push open the door at the end of the corridor.
A deep rumbling echoes forth.
Beyond it lies an expansive Great Hall, with another door visible on the far side.
In that same instant, from the ceiling descends an uncountable swarm of fist-sized blood-sucking flies—Demonic Head Blood Flies—pouring down like a dark cloud.
It is as though a pitch-black tempest descends upon me.
With nowhere to flee, I begin cutting them down one by one with the Muk Hon Sword.
“Tch.”
Yet the Demonic Head Blood Flies soon cling to my entire body in a writhing mass.
Without inner energy, no amount of thrashing or sword-swinging can dislodge these leeches clinging to my flesh.
Had I been an ordinary martial artist, I would have been drained to death in moments.
But within my body dwells the inner core of the Poison Dragon, and having accumulated the toxic essence of countless poisons until now,
my blood has become the most virulent poison in all of Tianxia.
They scatter and fall.
Thus the Demonic Head Blood Flies drink but little before dropping away.
Yet thousands still remain.
If they continue draining me at this relentless pace, I too shall collapse.
‘Wind.’
Then, suddenly, the strange dharmic teaching echoing through the corridor transmits itself into my mind.
The Demonic Head Blood Flies rushing toward me are themselves a form of wind.
Wind that clings to flesh and drains blood—a thick, repugnant wind.
Whether venomous insects move or serpents slither,
all movement births wind.
‘The martial arts of the Wind Divine Palace?’
At last, I can interpret the dharmic teaching that has flowed into my consciousness.
It explains wind in its thousand transformations and myriad changes—
that no matter what form it assumes, its essence remains unchanged,
and that even the smallest creature, the moment it moves, generates currents of air.
Such is the profound principle of this martial art.
‘It resembles the Thirteen Night Technique.’
The Thirteen Night Technique too can transform into diverse forms while its essence remains constant.
It strikes enemies with wind-like momentum and defends against their attacks with wind-like momentum.
As the principles of the Thirteen Night Technique in my mind merge with the dharmic teachings inscribed upon the corridor walls,
a faint shimmer ripples forth.
My body begins to turn transparent.
The Demonic Head Blood Flies pass through me, unable to find purchase.
In a single instant, it had not only harmonized my body with nature itself, but made my very flesh a part of the natural world.
It was a mystical power that allowed nothing to invade my body—everything simply passed through.
Avoiding the location of the Poison Dragon, I walked forward again and saw a wall made of light.
“It wasn’t a door.”
I approached that place, but—
Only brilliant light flickered; I could not enter within.
‘If I do not comprehend the principles of wind, then I am meant to die by the Poison Dragon’s hand.’
I let out a bitter laugh.
Pung Shin Haeng Ro.
It was, true to its name, the path of the Wind Divine—a gateway that only the Wind Divine could traverse.
What if someone who could not fathom the Wind Divine’s will were to enter?
Nothing remained but death.
Whoosh.
My body became translucent for a moment, then was drawn through the gate.
Using the wind dharma combined with the Thirteen Night Technique, I passed through the wall of light in an instant.
This place seemed to have special formations and techniques that only those who could manifest the Wind Divine’s power could traverse.
Boom.
Upon entering the gate, the space was filled only with a silence as if time itself had stopped.
It was a Stone Chamber with ceiling and walls entirely of stone.
The surface was carved smooth, and not even the smallest crack was visible.
And throughout the chamber were inscribed patterns like wind itself, along with symbols that resembled ancient script.
As I entered, they emitted a mystical radiance.
And in the center of the Stone Chamber stood a great crystal coffin.
As I drew near, mystical light poured forth from it.
Within lay an Unknown Beauty with long hair unbound, sleeping peacefully.
“A person?”
I could tell at a glance that she was not sleeping normally.
Her silk garments had yellowed with such age that they had changed color.
“Surely not…”
I approached the crystal coffin and examined the woman’s features.
Her face bore a pale, moonlit radiance.
Hair cascading to her waist was scattered like flower petals, and beneath eyelids thin as butterfly wings, long lashes cast shadows.
Between them, an elegant neck and beautiful shoulders were revealed.
Her appearance transcended mere beauty—it was otherworldly.
Merely gazing upon her form made time feel as though it had stopped eternally.
“Poison.”
Taking one step closer, I furrowed my brow.
Simply drawing near to the woman, I felt a suffocating, acrid poison aura.
“I see.”
She was likely a disciple of the Wind Divine Palace.
Like Bu Eunseol, she must have pierced through the gates guarded by the poisonous creatures and arrived here after countless hardships.
However, unlike Bu Eunseol, she did not possess the inner core of the Poison Dragon.
Regrettably, she could not control the poison perfectly, and inevitably found herself in a situation where death by poisoning was unavoidable.
After much deliberation, she entered this mysterious crystal chamber and deployed the Returning Breath Great Method.
While enduring in this state, she seemed to have hoped that someone would detoxify her.
“But.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
“I cannot comprehend this. The Murim has many detoxification experts. So why would the Wind Divine Palace abandon this woman?”
Though discolored, the woman’s silk garments were resplendent, and her body adorned with various ornaments.
Young in age, yet clearly a person of considerable status, not merely an ordinary disciple.
How could she remain trapped in the crystal chamber within the hidden underground passage
without rescue all this time, preserved in a comatose state?
“This is not my concern.”
This was a matter of the Wind Divine Palace, and I had no desire to involve myself.
Yet the toxic aura emanating from the Unknown Beauty’s body beyond the crystal chamber defied imagination.
To detoxify such poison, only one who had reached the realm of Poison Sage could suffice.
If Bu Eunseol had not consumed the inner core of the Poison Dragon?
She too would have become nothing but a handful of blood.
‘Ah.’
Only then did Bu Eunseol recall the words Jo Baek San, the former master of the Cheon Dok Mun, had once spoken to her.
―If you absorb one more extreme poison comparable to the Poison Dragon’s core… you will become a Poison Saint’s Body capable of detoxifying any poison.
If you absorb it twice more… you will reach the realm of Poison Sage, which has not appeared in the Murim for three hundred years.
‘The toxic aura emanating from her body is as potent as the Poison Dragon’s inner core itself.’
Could it be that because she had harbored the poison while sleeping for so long, the toxin had become extraordinarily concentrated?
The toxic aura flowing from the woman’s body was even more virulent than the Poison Dragon’s inner core.
“I will attempt it.”
The woman had remained in a comatose state for a long time, but now her breathing had grown faint as if she could endure no longer.
Even if I were to leave now and summon the disciples of the Wind Divine Palace,
I could not immediately find a master with the ability of a Poison Sage in this vicinity.
Ultimately, if I do not help her, she will die.
“Is this too fate?”
Having resolved herself, Bu Eunseol deliberated briefly before opening the crystal chamber’s door.
Screech.
White vapor billowed forth, accompanied by an acrid, pungent odor that assaulted the nostrils.
“The toxic aura accumulated within her body collided, causing her body to enter a comatose state.”
If the crystal chamber’s efficacy had preserved the corpse from decay,
then the fact that she had maintained breath for so long seemed to stem from the incomprehensible amount of poison accumulated within her body.
“Forgive my intrusion.”
Bu Eunseol began to assess the woman’s vital energy circulation using the Heavenly Heart Method.
‘Indeed, she is nearly in a comatose state.’
Using the Reverse Extreme Heart Method’s techniques of Transmitting Qi to Restore Balance and Using Qi to Heal Others,
I began converting the sleeping woman’s toxic qi into reverse extreme true qi, then drawing it into myself.
A deep hum resonated.
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s skin turned deathly pale.
The toxic qi that had seeped into her body was now spreading throughout her entire frame.
‘Must I make direct contact with flesh?’
Moreover, there were limits to extracting toxic qi using only internal energy.
Only by placing my hands directly on the dantian where the poison had accumulated could I properly extract such virulent toxic qi.
“Forgive my presumption.”
Bu Eunseol bowed respectfully with clasped hands toward the woman in her comatose state.
“This is an effort to save your life, so I beg your forgiveness for this transgression.”
Then I placed my hands on the sleeping beauty’s dantian.
As I activated the Reverse Extreme Heart Method, a solemn radiance bloomed from Bu Eunseol’s body.
A soft crumbling sound.
But the moment Bu Eunseol’s hands touched her clothes, the tattered silk garment disintegrated to dust.
The woman’s exquisite form was suddenly laid bare.
‘This is…’
In that moment, Bu Eunseol could not tear her gaze away from the woman’s body.
In childhood, whenever a woman’s corpse arrived, her grandfather would always perform the funeral rites.
But through the work, Bu Eunseol inevitably found herself viewing many women’s bodies.
Because of this, since childhood she had been able to regard women’s nakedness with indifference.
But now she could not maintain her composure.
Was it because most of her internal energy had been depleted?
No, I knew the truth.
It was because the woman’s body was far too beautiful.
‘If I do not concentrate my mind, we both will die.’
If my focus scattered in such a situation?
Not only would the woman perish, but I myself would suffer fatal internal injuries.
A sharp whistling sound.
Steadying her resolve, Bu Eunseol poured all her strength into activating the Reverse Extreme Heart Method.
‘Her internal energy level…’
Astonishingly, the woman’s internal energy cultivation
had far surpassed four hundred years, approaching five hundred years?
‘So that was it.’
Her abnormally high internal energy level
seemed not to have been obtained through cultivation techniques, but rather enhanced using toxic qi.
‘She needed vast amounts of internal energy in a short time.’
The reason there were so many venomous creatures in this passage.
It was that she had been breeding them to create a body capable of wielding the Poong Yun Divine Technique, and to rapidly cultivate internal energy.
While great techniques and spiritual medicines have limits in enhancing internal energy,
The secret to enhancing internal energy through toxic qi lies in this:
With sufficiently potent poison, one can elevate its potency endlessly.
Hummmm.
Lost in a state of absolute focus, I continuously circulated my internal energy, drawing the poison from the woman’s body into myself.
The Taegeuk symbolizes yin and yang, and moreover, it can embrace any poison whatsoever.
Whirrr. Whirrr.
As I absorbed all of her poison, black qi erupted from my body in all directions.
Shhhhhhh.
Finally, every trace of the black toxic qi was absorbed into my body.
He immediately converted that toxic energy into its opposite force and stored it in his dantian.
Flash!
Upon opening my eyes, my pupils gleamed with a darkness deeper than the void itself.
By absorbing the extreme poison accumulated within the woman’s body, I ascended one step further toward the realm of Poison Mastery, and more than that…
I had finally achieved the Poison Saint’s Body—capable of absorbing and neutralizing all poisons.

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