The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 837

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Chapter 837.
‘Dangerous.’
She scanned her surroundings, desperate to shatter the formation immediately.
But the Absolute Boundary was layered with dozens—no, over a hundred formations stacked upon one another.
There was no way to unravel it in such a short time.
Even if she detonated the signal flare hidden in her robes, the spatial division would render it useless.
“I won’t just endure this any longer.”
Flash!
In that instant, an arrow of pure light pierced through Eumsal Ibaek-in’s head.
She had unleashed arrows of light using the power of Cheon Young Seong.
Thud. Thud.
Yet Eumsal Ibaek-in walked forward without concern.
Pap pap pap pap!
But that respite was brief.
As countless arrows of light rained down, his body crumbled into fragments in an instant.
Pitter-patter.
However, the fragmented Eumsal Ibaek-in reassembled at a single point, reforming into human shape once more.
Yet the arrangement of those fragments differed from before.
Given how the body reassembled randomly, it seemed conventional attacks were utterly ineffective.
Whoooosh!
She unleashed an endless barrage of arrows, reducing Eumsal Ibaek-in’s body to powder.
This time, it did not rise again.
Thump. Thump.
Yet heavy footsteps continued echoing from within the mist.
Now she realized—Eumsal Ibaek-in was not singular.
They filled the mist entirely, each varying in size and form.
Whoooosh!
Gong Son Dan Gyeong unleashed hundreds of arrows.
But with their numbers so vast and their ability to rise again after destruction, she could not halt their advance.
“He has already discerned my abilities and prepared these demonic creatures accordingly.”
The power of Cheon Young Seong.
Arrows of light traveling at the speed of radiance could stand against even the greatest masters who commanded Tianxia.
Yet against creatures whose bodies, though destroyed, rose endlessly, such power proved largely useless.
Chu So had seen through Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s abilities and constructed this meticulous trap.
‘But something feels wrong.’
If Chu So had truly intended to use herself as bait to kill Seon Woo Jin perfectly?
No matter how formidable the martial prowess of whoever controlled Eumsal Ibaek-in, they would never devise such a crude trap.
It would be far more certain to restrain or abduct her subordinates, luring Seon Woo Jin to a place from which escape was absolutely impossible.
‘A chess piece.’
Gong Son Dan Gyeong bit her lip as she grasped Chu So’s true intention.
‘Seon Woo Jin is just another piece on the board I’ve created—a chess piece to be used as I see fit.’
Perhaps this entire affair wasn’t truly about eliminating Seon Woo Jin.
Rather, it was about determining whether he was genuinely worth using as a piece.
The intent was unmistakably clear—to test his true value.
Back when I was kidnapped by the Jung Son Family.
Hadn’t Chu So tested my various abilities under the guise of helping me?
‘I must handle everything myself.’
Having survived a comatose state induced by Dok Hwa Seong’s poison, Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s Baek Pal Sung power had awakened.
Yet it hadn’t fully blossomed—she could only fire arrows of pure light.
She already knew well that such abilities alone couldn’t sustain her against the masters of Tianxia.
So she had devised one additional method to preserve her life in moments of crisis.
A soft rustle.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong withdrew a small lamp from her robes.
The Enchantress Shadow Demon Lamp.
A mystical treasure that could bewitch the human soul merely by witnessing its light—
and a sacred instrument for manifesting the Way to confront Baek Pal Sung.
After the Blood Fate Sect’s demise, she had vowed never to sacrifice herself for another, to endure against any master.
Through endless research, she had created a formation—fleeting though it was—that could either perfectly shield her body using the Enchantress Shadow Demon Lamp,
or perfectly imprison her enemies within it.
“Though I couldn’t trap Chu So, you cannot escape!”
A deep resonance.
As radiance bloomed from the Enchantress Shadow Demon Lamp, a crimson mist began spreading around her.
And just as she was about to unfold the formation using that power—
A brilliant flash!
Lightning descended from the distant sky,
Crackling and sizzling.
The barrier created by a hundred overlapping ancient formations began to slowly fracture.
Crack! Boom!
Finally, a section of the transparent space shattered, and through the gap emerged a figure wreathed in violet flames.
It was Bu Eunseol.
“You.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s eyes widened.
Bu Eunseol had departed to meet the Dark King Yeop Hyo Cheon to minimize the damage from the collision between the Changcheon Alliance and the Demon Palace.
How could he possibly arrive here so swiftly?
“Fortunate that I’m not too late.”
Bu Eunseol examined Gong Son Dan Gyeong and released a breath of relief, reassured by what he saw.
* * *
While returning from the Demon Palace to the Changcheon Alliance, he had received word that Gong Son Dan Gyeong had departed for Sichuan Capital with Seon Woo Jin.
The moment he received the report, Bu Eunseol descended from his carriage and deployed his divine technique at full power.
The one targeting Gong Son Dan Gyeong still remained at large, uncaptured.
But if Gong Son Dan Gyeong were to wander alone? I would absolutely not miss this opportunity.
‘Why would she know this and yet leave alone with Seon Woo Jin?’
Bu Eunseol, who had been deploying her techniques frantically, finally understood.
Cheon Ki Sung, who sees through all things.
It was I whom he had been targeting all along.
And Gong Son Dan Gyeong could not possibly be unaware of this fact.
Though she had transferred from the Murim Alliance to the Changcheon Alliance.
Cheon Ki Sung would not relent, and she foresaw that he would one day bring calamity upon me again.
So Gong Son Dan Gyeong resolved that even if it cost her life, she would meet him and settle the matter once and for all.
‘All this time, I failed to understand her heart.’
Bu Eunseol bit her lip.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong was a brilliant talent, colder and more rational than anyone.
In the past, even if countless warriors of the Murim Alliance perished, she would not have blinked.
But she had changed.
She had come to genuinely care for a man.
And in protecting that profound affection, she had lost the Blood Heaven Blood Life Group that she had painstakingly cultivated over long years.
After that, she must have resolved.
That even if it meant her death, she would ensure that those around her suffered no further harm.
Just as I once did in the past.
Boom!
Drawing her Thunder Divine Qi to its maximum, she unleashed the Extreme Speed Shadowless technique.
With a shockwave that shook heaven and earth, a deafening explosion tore through the air.
‘That way of thinking is wrong.’
Bu Eunseol, now drawing near to Sichuan, bit her lip.
‘Because I was once like that too.’
I too had acted unilaterally at times to protect people.
But that was the wrong method.
To truly protect people, one must face trials alongside them.
But Gong Son Dan Gyeong, who has only just begun to live for others, has not yet realized this truth.
Whoooosh!
Bu Eunseol had by now begun shooting across the Half-Sky like a meteor.
And within two hours of receiving the news, she managed to enter the Sichuan Capital.
―She has vanished.
But Gong Son Dan Gyeong had suddenly disappeared in an alley.
Even using all the intelligence organizations spread throughout Sichuan, as well as the Elite Division, they could not find her.
Not only the Elite Division members who had been guarding her, but Sa Hon Dae members as well came rushing, yet they still could not locate her.
Bu Eunseol deployed her Void Heart Piercing technique to meticulously search the area, but there was no trace of Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
Then suddenly, one method came to mind.
Wind Cloud Divine Technique.
Could that perhaps help me find Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s whereabouts?
I had become obsessed with the thought: could I not expand my senses widely and feel her presence?
Whoooosh!
Drawing upon the Wind Cloud Divine Technique, I rose into the air.
A brilliant white light bloomed in my eyes,
Shhhhh.
Mysterious winds spread out in all directions.
Normally, my hypersensitivity reached a distance of about a hundred paces.
But as I deployed my senses with full force using the Wind Cloud Divine Technique, that range began to expand endlessly.
‘This is it.’
Then I detected something near the alley where she had last disappeared.
A very distinctive aura—the same kind I had felt in Mujok’s Secret Chamber—was hovering there.
No, it was far more formidable than anything created in Mujok’s Secret Chamber.
‘There’s no other way.’
Before, I had attempted to shatter the mysterious wall created by Mujok using the Three Divine Techniques, and my spirit nearly shattered into pieces.
Unlike harmony, drawing upon all three divine techniques simultaneously was tantamount to gambling with one’s life.
Uuuung.
Yet without hesitation, I began drawing upon all three divine techniques at once.
There was no other way to rescue Gong Son Dan Gyeong. With her strength alone, she could never break through this.
Whiiiing.
Thanks to my unwavering resolve to save Gong Son Dan Gyeong, I succeeded in unifying the three divine techniques more easily than expected.
Flash!
As I unleashed the unified power in one breath, five-colored radiance burst forth and collided with the formless barrier blocking my path.
Drip.
At that same moment, blood trickled from the corner of my mouth.
This time, the recoil from the unified force struck not my spirit, but my physical body.
‘I couldn’t break through it?’
I doubted my own eyes at the sight before me.
The formation array spread across this place was far too formidable.
Even after pouring out the Three Divine Techniques, I could not shatter it.
I had merely created a narrow space through which my body could barely pass.
‘Cheon Ki Sung. He must have created this.’
There was no time for lengthy deliberation now.
Whoosh.
I passed through that opening in one breath and entered the interior of the formation array.
* * *
“You.”
Only then did Gong Son Dan Gyeong notice the blood at the corner of my mouth.
It was a trace of the all-out effort I had poured into the perilous unification of the Three Divine Techniques.
In that instant, she could feel it.
First, that she had made a terrible mistake.
The second was that if one loves someone, they must endure not only joy, but also agony and sorrow together.
And the third and final lesson was.
Even when breath ceases and the heart beats its last, even when the body turns to ash and the soul scatters into nothingness…
one cannot help but love them.
“Never again.”
Bu Eunseol wiped the blood trickling from her lips and spoke with unwavering resolve as the approaching Eumsal Ibaek-in drew near.
“Do not attempt to protect everything alone.”
Boom!
At that very moment, five streams of razor-sharp power erupted infinitely from her left hand.
She had unleashed the Gwon Ma Chil Sik’s second form—the Geuk Jeon Hon Hyo Sik—in succession.
Crash!
With a deafening explosion, the Eumsal Ibaek-in that had been swarming forward like clouds were instantly reduced to dust.
[They’re incomplete, so their bodies are far too fragile.]
Then, from within the mist, the Masked Assassin clad in gray robes slowly revealed himself.
His frame was so gaunt that he resembled a scarecrow dressed in gray cloth.
―Let me be clear—even if you gathered every martial artist in this capital, they would be unable to stand against him who commands the Eumsal Ibaek-in.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong recalled Chu So’s words and spoke.
“Let us fight together.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong said.
“This is his trap.”
“A trap?”
“He does not seek to kill you, but to assess your abilities.”
In that instant, a mysterious light bloomed in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
A subordinate of Cheon Ki Sung.
What martial techniques does he employ? What extraordinary martial prowess does he possess? Such delightful curiosity stirred within her.
“That sounds rather entertaining.”
“Pardon?”
“Whether it is a trap or not matters little.”
Bu Eunseol cautioned Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
“Step back. And do not interfere under any circumstances.”
As she turned her body, a sickly yellow radiance flashed across her eyes.
She had transformed into a battle spirit incarnate.
‘So this is who she truly is.’
Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s eyes widened.
Bu Eunseol, wearing the guise of Seon Woo Jin, always emanated a gentle and serene presence.
But the true Bu Eunseol was…
a grand master of the Demonic Path who reveled in combat where flesh tears and blood sprays.
A battle fanatic who felt her own existence most vividly in the battlefields where life and death were divided.
“Are you a subordinate of Cheon Ki Sung?”
[….]
“Unnecessary words.”
Bu Eunseol immediately unleashed the Cheonsu Gongpa technique.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, the crimson radiance transformed into a blood dragon, swallowing the gray-robed Masked Assassin whole in an instant.
Thud, thud.
Amid the shockwave of true energy and clouds of dust, the gray-robed Masked Assassin brushed off his clothes.
Only the fabric near his chest was slightly torn; he appeared to have suffered no real impact whatsoever.
Flick, flick.
The gray-robed Masked Assassin gazed at Bu Eunseol and wagged a single finger.
A clear provocation.
“Impressive.”
Bu Eunseol let out an exclamation.
The Cheonsu Gongpa technique could reduce even a human forged from steel to dust in a single strike.
Yet he hadn’t even flinched.
There was no sign he had even drawn upon his power reserves.
Could he have transcended the realm of Diamond Indestructibility and reached the legendary Heavenly Steel Body?
“Unleash everything you possess.”
Shing.
Bu Eunseol immediately drew the Muk Hon Sword and in a flash, pushed off the ground to slash at the Masked Assassin’s throat.
Screech.
Yet from the Muk Hon Sword came only sparks; not a single mark appeared, and the blade simply glanced off harmlessly.
[….]
The Masked Assassin’s eyes widened slightly at the attack.
From the sword strike, he realized Bu Eunseol was not only an extraordinarily formidable master, but also capable of severing his throat with a single blade.
Yet she had deliberately refrained from doing so.
“I told you.”
Bu Eunseol looked down at the Masked Assassin with a faint smile.
“Unleash everything you possess.”
In that instant, the Masked Assassin’s pupils dilated as if they might tear.
His eyes moved rapidly as he began to scrutinize Bu Eunseol’s body meticulously.
[She’s displaying such pathetic composure while bearing injuries.]
Boom!
This time a thunderous explosion erupted, and Bu Eunseol was forced back a step.
The Masked Assassin had unleashed an invisible force, striking at her body.
“Hmm.”
A thin trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Bu Eunseol’s mouth as she retreated.
Her body, infused with power accumulated over ten heavenly cycles, surpassed even the physical form of the Mujik Realm’s Law Heaven Golden Immortal.
Ordinary martial techniques and strikes could be recovered from instantly.
But having shattered the Absolute Boundary using the Three Divine Techniques, the terrifying backlash of that power had inflicted severe internal injuries.
Her body was not recovering easily.
A metallic ring.
The Masked Assassin drew the sword from his waist.
But he did not attack.
Instead, his gaze swept methodically across Bu Eunseol’s form, his eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity.
As if performing calculations, hundreds of luminous points seemed to flicker across his pupils.
‘Celestial Extremity Returns to Origin.’
Bu Eunseol’s expression grew taut with focus.
It was a technique that accounted for movement and weather, humidity, the firmness of the earth—every circumstance and condition imaginable.
A legendary secret art that divined even an opponent’s spiritual state and unleashed absolute mastery.
‘A fitting technique for Cheon Ki Sung’s subordinate.’
To wield Celestial Extremity Returns to Origin required nothing less than a genius intellect and lightning-swift calculation.
Where the renowned Great Peak’s Descent technique unraveled all movements through the principles of martial arts,
Celestial Extremity Returns to Origin transcended martial knowledge alone.
It encompassed celestial mechanics, terrestrial geography, the balance of yin and yang, the five elements, and the wisdom of divination.
A technique that drew upon ten thousand disciplines, grasped their essence, and overwhelmed the opponent through perfect synthesis.
Truly a secret art of absolute perfection.
‘Certainly unique.’
A rare gleam of delight flickered across Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
In truth, I could have subdued the Masked Assassin in a single breath from the start.
Yet I prolonged the encounter simply to understand the martial techniques employed by Cheon Ki Sung’s subordinate.
And it had proven well worth the time.
A sharp metallic click.
Bu Eunseol planted the Muk Hon Sword vertically before me, my eyes blazing with intensity.
‘Let us determine which is more profound—Celestial Extremity Returns to Origin or the Bon Gak’s Nangya Heart Eye.’
Of course, given my current identity as Seon Woo Jin, I could not voice such thoughts aloud.
In that instant, a pale golden radiance erupted from my pupils.
Every fragment of information perceptible through the Savage Beast’s senses transformed into the principles of martial arts, flooding my consciousness.
I had unleashed the Nangya Heart Eye in opposition to the Masked Assassin’s Celestial Extremity Returns to Origin.
A resonant hum.
The pair of eyes locked in mutual regard flickered ceaselessly with power.
Standing at a distance, Gong Son Dan Gyeong had initially intended to loose arrows infused with Cheon Young’s essence to ensure Bu Eunseol’s victory.
But upon witnessing the faint smile that played at the corners of Bu Eunseol’s lips, understanding dawned.
He was simply savoring this battle.
No assistance was required whatsoever.
A sharp metallic snap.
The Masked Assassin, having completed his calculations first, twisted his blade and began tracing an enormous circle.
A deep resonant boom.
As the circle materialized, tremendous pressure cascaded forth.
Anticipating the possibility that Bu Eunseol might complete her calculations faster,
He sought to render the body immobile.
He unleashed a force akin to an anomalous ability rather than martial technique, preemptively sealing off the attack itself.
‘Not martial arts, but a power comparable to Baek Pal Sung’s abilities as well…’
A flash of light.
In that instant, a brilliant gleam erupted from the Masked Assassin’s blade.
Bu Eunseol seized the moment when his body froze and immediately unleashed a swift sword technique.
A dull thud.
The keen blade pierced through Bu Eunseol’s body.
But upon closer inspection, the sword had lodged in her armpit rather than her heart.
“So far, you’ve only fought with your mind.”
Bu Eunseol smiled coldly.
“Unfortunately for you.”
[Impossible….]
The Masked Assassin, who had been attempting to continue the exchange with Bu Eunseol by channeling his power once more,
found that brief cry become his final words in life.
A sharp whistle.
The moment he opened his mouth, Bu Eunseol unleashed a lightning-swift sword strike that pierced through the roof of his mouth.
“Even if you’ve reached the Heavenly Steel Body, the inside of your mouth certainly hasn’t.”
A metallic click.
“You lack practical combat experience.”
Bu Eunseol retrieved her blade and spoke in a low voice.
“There are things that can only be calculated through repeated actual combat, and actions that must never be taken.”
The Masked Assassin had attempted to execute a flawless technique from the start.
But when that proved impossible, he sealed Bu Eunseol’s body and unleashed a killing strike in one motion.
Yet that was a fatal mistake born of impatience.
For in combat, perfection does not exist.
Circumstances always shift, and one must adapt on the fly.
Moreover, Bu Eunseol possessed the Thunder Divine Qi—a power that surpassed the anomalous ability the Masked Assassin had displayed.
Having instantly freed his body from paralysis, he received the cascading sword strikes with his armpit.
This was a technique made possible only through countless exchanges where he had blocked blades with his shoulders and arms during extreme combat.
In contrast, the Masked Assassin had always
cleanly eliminated his opponents with flawless techniques, leaving him unable to counter Bu Eunseol’s improvisation.
Moreover, at close range,
he committed a fatal error by opening his mouth to speak, boasting that he still had room to spare.
It was no different from a master of external martial arts revealing his own vital point.
A heavy thud.
As the fountain of blood flowing from his mouth ceased, the Masked Assassin breathed his last.
“You.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong rushed forward quickly.
Though she had received the blade with her armpit, the sharp sword energy had left that area drenched in blood.
A tearing sound.
She tore off her sleeve and wrapped it tightly around the wound.
“I’m sorry.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong apologized sincerely once more.
“Because of me, you’ve suffered through this again.”
“Do not apologize.”
I shook my head.
“Everything you did was for my sake.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong had lost nearly a thousand subordinates to save me.
That alone was not enough—she had even attempted mutual destruction with Cheon Ki Sung. I could not possibly blame her for such sacrifices.
“From now on, consult with trustworthy people before taking any action.”
I offered her gentle comfort.
“That is how you protect those around you.”
“I understand. Thank you.”
I smiled.
As long as Gong Son Dan Gyeong lived, that was enough.
All that mattered now was ensuring such things never happened again.
“Cheon Ki Sung—have you encountered him?”
At my question, a melancholic smile crossed her face.
“My entire life has been nothing but a puppet dancing in his hands.”
“What are you saying?”
After taking a deep breath, Gong Son Dan Gyeong relayed everything Chu So had told her.
I listened in silence, then let out a heavy sigh and nodded.
“It is remarkably similar.”
“Similar to what?”
“To the Chief’s situation and mine.”
I offered a bitter smile.
“When I first emerged in Murim, I was little more than a puppet of the strongest masters, including Ma Cheon Je.”
“….”
“Through their machinations, I grew stronger and faced countless trials.”
I shared with her all that I had experienced since entering Gangho.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong was astonished.
That he, whose wisdom and acuity were no less than her own,
had once had his fate manipulated by the strongest masters of Murim.
And that he too had made unilateral decisions for those he cherished.
The parallels were striking.
“Even now, I have not completely escaped their grasp. They will attempt to put a leash around my neck whenever the opportunity arises.”
“I see.”
“But there is something I still cannot understand.”
I asked Gong Son Dan Gyeong about the ‘law’ that Chu So had spoken of.
“I too have often heard the word ‘law’ throughout my time in Murim. Each time, I assumed it referred to the power of the supreme masters who control the martial world.”
He spoke again with measured calm.
“But dominating the laws means erasing the Baek Ri Family and Jin Ma? Are you suggesting they are the gods who created this world?”
“I don’t know either. If there is some law in Murim that can enforce things… it could be related to them.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong took a deep breath, her mind now completely clear.
“And not everything he said is correct.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was mistaken. He cannot predict the future perfectly.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s expression became utterly resolute.
“His calculations were always accurate, but…”
And she spoke with unwavering confidence.
“You were the exception.”

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