The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 821

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Chapter 821.
Rumble.
As Gong Son Dan Gyeong departed, Gwak Sung closed the door to the secret passage.
Then he muttered in a low voice.
“We warriors live our lives with a sword in hand, always prepared for death. There is no regret in dying whenever it comes.”
Boom.
As the secret passage door sealed completely shut, he slowly turned his body around.
“Only… it grieves me to perish before my ambitions could fully blossom.”
Gwak Sung gazed toward the distant sky.
All this time, under Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s guidance, I had cultivated the mysterious formation technique known as Do Sang.
I had mastered countless advanced martial arts techniques from the Yeongak Dojeon of the Murim Alliance.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s memory was nothing short of genius—witnessing something once allowed her to memorize entire martial arts secrets in their entirety.
She transmitted all of it to the warriors of the Blood Fate Sect.
But the sudden ambush by the Jung Son Family prevented us from achieving our grand design.
“What a shame. I was confident we could have prevailed even if Baek Pal Sung had emerged in full force.”
The Do Sang technique that Gong Son Dan Gyeong had created
was an unprecedented and unparalleled extraordinary art that transcended the very principles of martial techniques and formation mastery—something the Murim had never witnessed before.
The warriors of the Blood Fate Sect had trained relentlessly without a single day of rest to perfect this technique,
and alongside the formations, they had learned to wield shadow demons and other dark entities.
But struck by the enemies’ surprise assault,
this peerless extraordinary art withered without ever blooming even once.
“At least I must save the young warriors.”
Gwak Sung drew his sword from his waist.
Inner energy exceeding six decades of cultivation and swordsmanship reaching the pinnacle of mastery. Exceptional tactical knowledge and abundant combat experience.
As a warrior of Murim and as a commander wielding his forces, he lacked nothing in any of these qualities.
But could such things allow him to stand against Baek Pal Sung? He could not be certain.
―Screech!
Meanwhile, the defensive line crumbled,
and the warriors of the Jung Son Family were rapidly ascending toward this location.
Everywhere they passed, grass withered and earth turned black.
They were already wielding the power of Baek Pal Sung.
“Perhaps I should find a companion to descend into Hell with me.”
The fortunate thing was that all those Baek Pal Sung wielders—possessing inhuman powers—were bound by the limitation of domains,
and I had continuously refined techniques to counter Baek Pal Sung all this time.
Boom.
As Gwak Sung drew forth his inner energy, the shockwave of true qi rippled outward in all directions.
Now he was about to complete the most brilliant and exhilarating final chapter of his life.
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“Gasp… gasp…”
Having escaped Ssang Su Gok through the secret passage, Gong Son Dan Gyeong unleashed her movement technique with desperate intensity.
‘I can’t even call the Sungwi Unit.’
This entire region has fallen under Baek Pal Sung’s dominion.
Even if I set off a signal flare, it would be useless.
The only way to survive the Jung Sun Ga’s grasp is to escape this region entirely.
Whirrrrr.
Yet from somewhere, the sound of insect wings reached her ears.
As expected, they had laid a multi-layered siege net across Ssang Su Gok and dispatched pursuers wielding strange powers.
A faint blue shimmer.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong ran forward without so much as a glance behind her.
Even as she fled, she swiftly gathered branches and stones, hurling them in all directions.
She was deploying formation techniques to shake off her pursuers.
Crack, crack, crack.
She had become a living formation itself, weaving through the Cheong Woon San region with supernatural grace.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong possessed not only brilliant intellect but had also achieved mastery in formation techniques rivaling that of Gong Sun Hwa Wook, who was said to be unparalleled in Murim.
With her deliberate deployment of formations in her escape, even the Jung Sun Ga’s pursuers found themselves struggling.
Whoosh. Hissssss.
Yet the formations she continuously laid were dissolving like melting snow.
Simultaneously, she felt the movements of pursuers closing in directly behind her.
‘Mu Jon must have given them everything about me.’
The Jung Sun Ga had made all their preparations to hunt her down.
Before the assault, they had destroyed all the carrier hawks and messenger birds stored in Ssang Su Gok.
They had anticipated her escape using formation techniques.
Instead, they were using the traces of her formations to track her movements.
Whoooosh.
Ten pursuers had caught up to her fleeing form.
Her escape route and trail were already exposed.
‘I must head toward the river.’
She swiftly deployed her lightness martial art toward the sound of flowing water.
The river would wash away her scent and traces, allow her to deploy water-sealing formations to block pursuit, and at worst, she could hurl herself across to escape.
Whoooosh!
In that instant, the pursuers caught up and unleashed a barrage of throwing blades.
The masters of Jung Sun Ga wielded extraordinarily unique throwing blades.
With each gesture they extended,
an incalculable torrent of blades erupted explosively.
‘Saixiang?’
Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s eyes widened in shock.
Saixiang’s blades had once plunged Murim into terror, but in recent years, no one wielding them had appeared.
Yet suddenly the Jung Sun Ga—
How had they acquired such vast quantities of Saixiang blades, which were nearly impossible to obtain even a single one?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The hidden projectiles wielded by Sa Hyang operatives were capable of piercing through protective martial force, and they came hurtling from angles impossible to evade.
Clang! Clang!
Gong Son Dan Gyeong finally abandoned her flight, drawing a short blade to counter the assault.
“Hah!”
As she swung her blade, an otherworldly force rippled outward in all directions, causing her pursuers’ movements to sluggish.
Her martial prowess was not particularly exceptional.
Yet she was a prodigy of remarkable talent—one who had even refined the Absolute Formation Art called Dosang, obtained from that mysterious secret scripture.
Like the martial scholars of the Je Gal Family, she wove formation principles into her martial techniques.
With each swing of her blade, she unleashed that strange force, rendering the Masked Assassins’ movements sluggish and constrained.
“Tch.”
The pursuers had not anticipated that she would blend such otherworldly formation principles into her martial arts.
They wielded their blades in somewhat panicked confusion.
The more Gong Son Dan Gyeong swung her blade, the more it felt as though invisible threads were tightening around their bodies.
“Ughhhh.”
Trapped by those transparent threads with no way forward or back, the Masked Assassins ultimately—
Splurch!
Their bodies cleaved in half from the waist, becoming two corpses that sprawled across the ground.
Whoosh!
The surviving Masked Assassins spotted an opening in her retreat and immediately hurled their hidden projectiles.
Whip-whip!
As the razor-edged blades embedded themselves in her flesh, black blood gushed forth immediately.
The poison they had used was so virulent that even when the projectiles merely grazed past—
Her stomach convulsed and nausea threatened to overwhelm her.
‘I must survive.’
Gong Son Dan Gyeong gritted her teeth and wrenched the projectiles free.
With a wet sound, black blood sprayed forth, and she felt as though every bone in her body was crumbling.
But she had to survive.
Otherwise, who would avenge the Blood Heaven Blood Life Group?
Who would remember the lives of those young people who had sacrificed everything because of her?
Whoosh!
She deployed her movement technique once more, slipping through the encirclement.
The increasingly loud sound of rushing water suggested she was drawing near to a river.
‘I must reach that place at least.’
Gong Son Dan Gyeong unleashed her movement technique with all her remaining strength. But then—
Wheeee!
Suddenly, with tremendous pressure, a transparent wall materialized across thirty paces in all directions.
It was a colossal barrier forged from inner force.
Boom.
In that same instant, roughly a hundred figures erupted from the earth around her.
They were all clad in gleaming black robes, their faces concealed behind cloth masks.
‘Baek Pal Sung?’
No matter how extraordinary human power might be.
One cannot create a wall of inner energy spanning dozens of zhang that blocks everything from sky to earth.
There were one hundred and eight masked assassins.
If they were not masters of the Mujik Gyeong, then they were surely those who wielded the power of Baek Pal Sung.
“Impressive. You said your martial arts were mediocre, yet here you are, having fled this far.”
The Black-Robed Sage at the front approached slowly.
Then a metallic, bloody scent pierced her nostrils from all directions.
‘A poison master?’
As she surveyed her surroundings, she finally grasped the true identity of the one hundred and eight figures before her.
“You’ve created poison masters using the power of Baek Pal Sung.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong spoke as she gazed upon the masked assassins.
“Since Gyeong Seong Jade is precious, you’ve used the Yang Essence Grand Method to employ them in numbers.”
Then the leader among the one hundred and eight masked assassins nodded as if impressed.
“You know of Gyeong Seong Jade. Truly worthy of the Murim Alliance’s Chief.”
“I also know that you are puppets of the Jung Son Family.”
The masked assassin’s eyes narrowed at her words, as if startled.
“I wondered why they sent such considerable forces to kill me.”
The masked assassin tilted his head, then nodded.
“So an execution order was issued because you possess information about our family.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong was also born with Baek Pal Sung, but her exceptional intellect meant she bore only the epithet of Prodigy.
She did not even know precisely which aspect of Baek Pal Sung she possessed, and she had been rendered incapable of ever wielding its power.
Because on Chu So’s final day.
He had performed a grand technique upon her.
―Once you leave the Jung Son Family, you will never reveal the presence of Baek Pal Sung’s aura.
Chu So’s words had proven true.
Since departing the Jung Son Family, the faint power that had flowed through her meridians could no longer be felt.

―Don’t I need strength as well?
Since entering the Murim Alliance, Gong Son Dan Gyeong had felt the necessity of power.
And she had made countless efforts to break through the grand technique that Chu So had imparted.
Yet no matter how hard she tried, she could not find a way to manifest the power of Baek Pal Sung.
In fact, she even doubted whether she truly possessed Baek Pal Sung in the first place.
Ultimately, through experiencing various trials and navigating countless perils,
she had clung to formation mastery rather than martial arts, believing it would make her stronger and faster.
But now she had finally realized the truth.
Formation mastery could never replace martial arts.
Thud.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong dropped to one knee.
The toxic energy surging through her body was unbearable.
“It would be a waste to kill you just like this.”
At that moment, the Masked Assassin at the front narrowed his eyes as he surveyed Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s figure.
Her clothing had been torn in several places by the hidden weapons, exposing her smooth skin.
And upon seeing this, lustful desire ignited within him.
“If you provide me with a different kind of pleasure, you might live.”
The Masked Assassin’s eyes burned with heat.
“For a martial artist, annihilation does not necessarily mean death.”
And he spoke in a coaxing tone.
“If you come to my family, you could forget the past and live a new life.”
‘I cannot die.’
Regardless of what the Masked Assassin was spouting, she extended her index and middle fingers to press her Blood Sealing Point.
It was the most renowned latent potential activation technique in Murim, said to grant invincible power for a brief moment.
The legendary Golden Ring Grand Technique of the mythical warrior Shin Mu Ja.
Zing.
Though golden light points swirled violently around Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s body, the Masked Assassin scoffed.
“Even if you do such a thing, it will be useless….”
Flash!
At that moment, a sharp circular light burst forth from her short blade.
The light was sudden and impossibly swift to evade.
Thud.
The Masked Assassin’s head fell limply to the ground before Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
Not the martial arts of the Orthodox Sects, but a killing technique from the Evil Sect’s bizarre sorcery—the Wicked Death Secret Soul Scripture.
She had used the Life and Death Blood Wheel.
“Scatter!”
The Masked Assassins dispersed in all directions.
Flash!
The Life and Death Blood Wheel moved with impossible swiftness and possessed the ability to pursue the Masked Assassins relentlessly like a living creature.
Boom. Boom.
Ultimately, the Masked Assassins struck by the blood wheels collapsed like felled logs.
Yet even after unleashing her latent power, Gong Son Dan Gyeong could only manifest nine blood wheels.
“Cough.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong spat blood and fell to her knees.
As the Golden Ring Great Method’s efficacy expired and she exhausted all her inner strength, she could no longer endure and collapsed.
“We should kill her quickly, for we cannot predict what she might attempt next.”
At the subordinate’s cry, the Masked Assassin Leader nodded in agreement.
“I wondered how someone so young rose to become Chief of the Murim Alliance—clearly she possesses a ruthless nature.”
As he nodded, the subordinates approached Gong Son Dan Gyeong and simultaneously extended their hands.
Zing.
Black veins bulged from Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s neck, and black blood streamed from her nose and mouth.
Even if her martial prowess was inferior, she remained the Chief of the Murim Alliance. She could still deploy some hidden trump card.
Thus the Masked Assassins poured forth an extremely toxic aura from a distance, preemptively preventing any counterattack.
‘I’m sorry.’
In the end, I could not achieve revenge for the Blood Fate Sect.
My vision had grown hazy, and breathing became difficult.
Yet amid it all, one face appeared vividly in my mind.
It was Seon Woo Jin’s face.
‘One last time.’
Only as death drew near
could I finally be honest with myself.
‘If only I could see him once more.’
My final wish was not revenge, but to see the face of the one I loved again.
I had lived my entire life consumed by vengeance.
I had sworn that romantic affection between man and woman would never touch me.
Yet deep within my heart,
I had been dreaming of living happily with the one I loved.
‘May he find happiness.’
Gong Son Dan Gyeong slowly closed her eyes.
‘And may he escape the Murim Alliance safely.’
Even as my final breath left me,
my only wish was not for myself, but for the safety of the one I loved.
Thud.
And as my soul began to sink slowly into an endless darkness,
Flash!
Suddenly, from the pitch-black world, brilliant light erupted forth.
And at that very moment, a pure white silhouette descended from the distant sky toward my eyes.
His face was utterly ordinary, and his bearing equally plain.
Yet his eyes held infinite depth and sorrow, as if gazing toward some distant place.
It was Seon Woo Jin, the one I had longed so desperately to see.
‘Am I dreaming?’
As Gong Son Dan Gyeong murmured faintly,
“Chief.”
Bu Eunseol, cradling her in her arms,
realized she was dying from extreme poison toxicity and immediately injected anti-toxin energy.
But her body had already begun to cease functioning, ravaged by a mysterious poison created by Baek Pal Sung’s power.
‘I must extract the poison.’
However, if I use the power of poison extraction mastery, my reverse cultivation technique might be exposed.
If that happened, Gong Son Dan Gyeong would discover my true identity, and all my plans would crumble.
“You’ve come to save me again.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong, regaining consciousness, gazed at Bu Eunseol and smiled brightly.
“But this time, I’m afraid you’ve arrived too late.”
“It’s fine. I’ll detoxify you immediately.”
“It’s useless.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong shook her head.
“This isn’t ordinary poison. They’re using the Dual Extremes Method to generate power equivalent to Baek Pal Sung’s.”
And she spoke with finality.
“Though it carries toxic properties, it isn’t true poison. Even a master of poison extraction at the highest level could never cure it.”
“Chief.”
“It’s alright. I’ve always been prepared for this.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong smiled calmly.
“Those who swear vengeance always live with death at their side.”
Bu Eunseol didn’t respond and immediately drew upon her anti-toxin heart method to extract the poison.
But it was futile.
Just as she had said, the poison the Masked Assassins unleashed wasn’t true poison, but rather a supernatural force that mimicked its effects.
Even Bu Eunseol, who could detoxify any poison, was powerless.
“Conserve your inner energy. And escape this place quickly.”
Even as she was dying, Gong Son Dan Gyeong thought only of Bu Eunseol’s safety.
“And don’t pursue my vengeance. Leave the Murim Alliance and live happily.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong had already sensed that Bu Eunseol would abandon the Murim Alliance.
“I truly loved you.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong reached out to touch Bu Eunseol’s cheek as she held her.
“I dreamed that once all my vengeance was complete, I would remain by your side.”
As Gong Son Dan Gyeong continued speaking, her eyes grew transparent.
“Not as the Sword King of the Orthodox Sects, but by the side of the Demonic Path’s Supreme Master who shakes all of Tianxia.”
“Chief.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes trembled violently.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong had known her true identity all along.
“Why on earth….”
“I was afraid.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong smiled faintly.
“If you discovered that I knew your true identity, would you leave me?”
A single tear, beautiful as a pearl, fell from her eyes as she reached out her hand.
“That’s why I… couldn’t tell you.”
Her arm, slowly extended, nearly touched Bu Eunseol’s cheek.
Thud.
But her outstretched hand ultimately fell away, powerless.
In that instant, time froze, and Bu Eunseol’s eyes became transparent.
‘She knew all along.’
When sorrow reaches its peak, it transforms into numbness.
Bu Eunseol stared at Gong Son Dan Gyeong with an empty gaze.
She had known my true identity long ago.
Yet she never revealed that knowledge, never even dared to expose it.
Because somewhere along the way, she had come to genuinely care for me.
She feared that if I discovered she knew my real identity… I would leave forever.
That alone was what terrified her.
So much so that she abandoned even her revenge.
“Chief.”
Bu Eunseol carefully cradled Gong Son Dan Gyeong, who had stopped breathing.
She did not appear to have died, but rather to have fallen into a deep sleep.
“That one is Seon Woo Jin!”
The Masked Assassin Leader pointed at Bu Eunseol and shouted.
“We must kill this one as well!”
Roooaarrr.
The Masked Assassins surrounding the area unleashed their poison energy once more.
Regardless, Bu Eunseol walked slowly, cradling Gong Son Dan Gyeong in her arms.
Whoooosh!
In that same instant, the heads of the Masked Assassins who had been spewing poison from three zhang away flew skyward.
“How is this possible?”
The Masked Assassins blinked in disbelief.
How could their comrades’ heads fly away when that one walked calmly with both arms occupied?
Could that one be using sorcery?
Slash! Slash!
With each step Bu Eunseol took, the heads of the Masked Assassins soared into the sky.
The inner power of the Ten Heavenly Stems, and the Wind Cloud Divine Technique.
The Woman’s True Seal, combining those two forces.
And a fury that seemed to tear the heavens asunder.
When these coalesced into one.
An invisible, ultra-high-speed blade emerged, transforming into infinite blades of vengeance stretching endlessly…
The Masked Assassins’ heads were flying through the air.
“Forgive me for not being honest with you.”
Bu Eunseol paused for a moment and gazed down at Gong Son Dan Gyeong, whose eyes remained closed.
Then memories shared with her flickered past like a lantern show of the dying.
When she had been given various missions, when they had quarreled with suspicion, when they had suppressed the Cheon In Sect together, when they had visited the Gong Sun Estate together….
Thinking about it, they had truly spent a long time together.
And without knowing it, affection—both bitter and sweet—had accumulated between them.
Crack! Crack! Boom!
In the meantime, the necks of Baek Pal Sung’s men were not merely severed but exploded violently outward.
In less than half a moment, nearly a hundred Masked Assassins had become headless corpses.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The dead bodies piled high like mountains, and the blood flowing from that place became a sea.
Bu Eunseol’s expression remained impassive.
She walked forward slowly, treading upon the blood-soaked earth.

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