The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 846

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Chapter 846.
He had claimed he wouldn’t concern himself with the deaths of the Lords.
Yet he had arrived at this place ahead of them as a precaution, concealing himself in the shadows.
However, by the time he arrived, Sin Do Woon Hui was already attacking the Jeok Hwang Gyo with his warriors.
After disposing of all the cult members, he had remarkably even detected Bu Eunseol’s concealment.
‘There’s something here.’
Even if Sin Do Woon Hui’s martial prowess had been enhanced, I didn’t believe it had reached a level where he could detect my presence.
Moreover, what was even more suspicious was Sin Do Woon Hui’s aura.
‘He doesn’t seem… human.’
Sin Do Woon Hui appeared as though he had affixed something alien to his body.
An aura of discord and disharmony emanated from him.
Furthermore, wasn’t one of his pupils dilated and sharp like that of an enraged beast?
“So Gung Ju.”
Dismissing her thoughts, Bu Eunseol clasped her hands in greeting.
Despite their troubled past, he was the future Palace Lord of the Destruction Spear Sect.
“It has been long, Ryeong Ju. I trust you have been well?”
Sin Do Woon Hui greeted Bu Eunseol warmly, then exclaimed with wonder as he noticed Myo Cheon Woo as if seeing him for the first time.
“Cheon Woo. So you were here as well. Have you been well?”
He had once tortured Myo Cheon Woo to prevent him from leaving the Destruction Spear Sect and gaining his freedom.
But Myo Cheon Woo had endured all the torture, and by Bu Eunseol’s timely stratagem, he had been forced to release him.
Though he might have harbored considerable regret, Myo Cheon Woo showed no sign of it, smiling as he clasped his hands in respect.
“It has been long, So Gung Ju.”
Myo Cheon Woo was a man of principle who did not dwell on the past.
Besides, he had ultimately followed Bu Eunseol, and matters had turned out well… so he bore him no resentment.
“Did you come here alone?”
At Myo Cheon Woo’s question, Sin Do Woon Hui’s lips curved into a smile.
“The fact that the Blood Cult was behind these people bothered me. Our Palace has been concerned about it as well.”
‘He’s lying.’
Myo Cheon Woo’s eyes deepened infinitely.
The Destruction Spear Sect and the Jeok Hwang Gyo were separated by thousands of leagues—it would be impossible to concern oneself with it even if one wished to.
He was deliberately provoking both Bu Eunseol and himself.
“Indeed. It was a lie.”
Seeing Myo Cheon Woo’s expression, Sin Do Woon Hui seemed to discern his thoughts and grinned wickedly.
“The Ryeong Ju once came to our Palace and thoroughly humbled me. So this time, I thought I’d return the favor by visiting the Jeok Hwang Gyo.”
It was a relatively honest answer in its own way.
“You came to spy on the Sayoung Hall?”
Myo Cheon Woo asked with an expression of utmost gravity.
If information had leaked… it meant there was another spy within the Sayoung Hall.
“Spy? Hardly.”
Sin Do Woon Hui pointed to his head with a finger as he spoke.
“It seems you still refrain from employing that particular method.”
He spoke with a contemptuous smile.
“Now that word has spread of the Jeok Hwang Gyo expanding its influence, it’s only natural to predict that the Ryeong Ju would arrive, is it not? You are, after all, the very one who directly confronted the Blood Cult Master.”
It was excuse enough.
Yet Myo Cheon Woo did not believe Sin Do Woon Hui’s words.
‘If he hasn’t planted operatives within the Sayoung Battle Division… then he must have connections to another faction.’
The warriors arrayed in the distance bore no resemblance whatsoever to disciples of the Destruction Spear Sect.
Even if the Destruction Spear Sect boasted exceptional talents and possessed formidable intelligence networks.
They would hardly have the leisure to anticipate the Jeok Hwang Gyo’s objectives and my movements, then orchestrate such an elaborate trap.
“Indeed.”
At that moment, Bu Eunseol stepped forward and nodded.
“I had brought my subordinates precisely because these individuals seemed to be causing harm to the Ben Jeon…”
And despite knowing Sin Do Woon Hui’s words were false, he spoke with utter composure.
“Thanks to the Palace Lord’s intervention, all has been resolved. My gratitude.”
“Hehehehe, you flatter me.”
Sin Do Woon Hui displayed a confident smile.
“Suppressing the arrogance of the Muk Hon Ryeong Ju who shakes all of Tianxia—surely such labor is only fitting?”
Bu Eunseol’s expression grew puzzled.
The Muk Hon Ryeong Ju had been secretly attempting to handle this task by leading the Lords, yet the Destruction Spear Sect’s Palace Lord Sin Do Woon Hui had resolved it instead?
Had this occurred in the past, such rumors might have somewhat diminished my rising prestige.
But now I was establishing a stable succession structure.
Recently, I had immediately executed key figures including the Bi Young Gak’s Vice Lord, announcing the authority of the Demonic Path throughout all of Murim.
Such actions would cause no damage to my reputation whatsoever.
Why then would I willingly invite such complications? Could it be that Sin Do Woon Hui had not considered this at all?
“Then, please take your leave.”
Bu Eunseol offered a casual bow.
“Very well.”
Sin Do Woon Hui returned the courtesy without hesitation, then unfurled his divine technique and vanished.
In an instant, the hundreds of warriors arrayed solemnly behind him departed in his wake.
A heavy silence blanketed the surroundings for a long moment.
A chill ran through the air.
Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon, who had been chasing from behind, came rushing up breathlessly and asked.
“What in the world just happened, Ryeong Ju?”
Bu Eunseol did not answer, lost in deep contemplation.
Yu Woon Ryong and Myo Cheon Woo were similarly absorbed.
“The Destruction Spear Sect’s Palace Lord arrived and dealt with them.”
When Wi Cheon Gyeong finally offered a measured explanation, Won Se Moon and Jo Nam Cheon jumped in shock.
“The Destruction Spear Sect’s Palace Lord?”
“That makes no sense.”
As the two began murmuring amongst themselves, Myo Cheon Woo spoke to Bu Eunseol.
“I don’t understand how this happened.”
He gazed at Bu Eunseol with an expression of bewilderment.
“Sin Do Woon Hui. His martial prowess was never at this level.”
Yu Woon Ryong also responded with a puzzled expression.
“Moreover, the reason our Sayoung Hall came to this place was because of your sudden suggestion. Yet you predicted this beforehand?”
He spoke with conviction.
“This is impossible for the intelligence organization of Destruction Spear Sect.”
‘Prediction.’
Bu Eunseol felt an ominous premonition.
A figure who could predict all worldly affairs came to mind.
“There’s no need to analyze his actions right now.”
Bu Eunseol, having cleared her thoughts, opened her mouth.
“Since the other side intends to provoke Ben Jeon, they will eventually reveal their true colors.”
She spoke calmly, her gaze fixed upon the Lords.
“First, we return to Demon Palace. And Sin Do Woon Hui—investigate his recent movements thoroughly.”
Demon Palace, Jam Ma Gak Great Conference Hall.
“That bastard is definitely not normal.”
Yu Woon Ryong, having returned from Jeok Hwang Gyo, conducted a thorough investigation of Sin Do Woon Hui’s movements using Sa Hon Dae’s intelligence network.
And now he was relaying what he had discovered to Bu Eunseol.
“His entire trail has been perfectly erased. At this level, an intelligence organization rivaling Sa Hon Dae itself must be managing his movements.”
No matter how skilled an intelligence organization is at erasing traces, some remnants inevitably remain.
Yet Sin Do Woon Hui’s movements had been completely obliterated, as if he were a person who had simply vanished into thin air.
Even if a seasoned assassin had perfectly concealed their movements and gone into hiding, Sa Hon Dae would still be able to uncover all their traces.
But no matter how thoroughly they investigated, they could find nothing.
This itself was proof that an exceptionally skilled intelligence organization had completely erased Sin Do Woon Hui’s movements.
“I see.”
With this, Bu Eunseol could now be certain.
That Sin Do Woon Hui had pledged himself to an external force.
“In truth, considering the series of events that have unfolded thus far, it is not strange that he would pledge himself to a force like Sam Gye.”
Yu Woon Ryong, having read Bu Eunseol’s thoughts, spoke.
“The Demonic Ten Gates have weakened so considerably, after all.”
Since Bu Eunseol entered Demon Palace, the authority of the Demonic Ten Gates had declined significantly.
White Horse Sect and Hell Blood Sect had touched him and now found themselves in a situation no different from being sealed.
Saryeong School, Geuk Sal Mil Gak, and Destruction Spear Sect were overshadowed by Bu Eunseol’s presence.
They were being evaluated as having failed to produce proper successors.
And even the supposedly brilliant successor of Hwawoo Sword Sect, Wi Ji Hye Sang,
had suffered greatly after touching Bu Eunseol and now remained in seclusion.
The only factions growing stronger were those supporting Bu Eunseol—Nangya Sect, Jeol Cheon Myeol Ji, and Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.
And the Blood Flame Sect, to which Do Cheon Rin, who had made a name for himself as the Wanderer Leader of Muhon Society, belonged.
“Does it matter what he does?”
At that moment, Won Se Moon spoke.
“After all, he’s merely a subordinate lord of the Ten Demonic Gates.”
“That’s precisely why he’s terrifying—because he’s a subordinate lord of the Ten Demonic Gates.”
Bu Eunseol opened her mouth.
“The martial arts of the Ten Demonic Gates are all extraordinary. Excluding Ma Cheon Je, every supreme master of the Demonic Path has emerged from the Ten Demonic Gates.”
She continued.
“If one possesses talent, the successors of the Ten Demonic Gates can become supreme experts who dominate the Tianxia at any moment.”
Myo Cheon Woo and Yu Woon Ryong nodded in agreement.
Since both of them were among the Ten Demon Immortals, they understood all too well the greatness of the Ten Demonic Gates’ martial arts.
“To that extent?”
Wi Cheon Gyeong asked in surprise, and Myo Cheon Woo answered.
“Originally, the martial arts of the Ten Demonic Gates are at a level where superiority cannot be determined. There is only a difference depending on the talent of the one who learns them.”
Yu Woon Ryong supported this with an exceptionally grave expression.
“That’s correct. If talent can only be cultivated, the successors of the Ten Demonic Gates can grow stronger at any time.”
Yu Woon Ryong spoke to the Lords with utmost seriousness.
“Think about it. Why is Ryeong Ju so strong?”
In that instant, the Lords wore blank expressions.
In truth, they had consistently underestimated the successors of the Ten Demonic Gates.
Compared to Bu Eunseol, who transcended generations and closely pursued the martial prowess of existing supreme masters,
their level seemed far too pathetic.
But they had continually overlooked something.
The reason Bu Eunseol had become so formidable.
It was precisely because the Nangya Sect was founded upon the martial arts of the Ten Demonic Gates as its foundation.
“Regardless, we should expect a bite soon.”
After a long silence, Wi Cheon Gyeong stroked his chin and spoke.
“They wouldn’t go to such lengths merely to startle Ryeong Ju once.”
All the officials nodded.
Sin Do Woon Hui’s rapid advancement in martial prowess was certainly due to outside assistance.
Now that they were deliberately provoking Bu Eunseol, they would certainly initiate another action.
“A bite, you say.”
Upon hearing Wi Cheon Gyeong’s words, Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed.
The word “bite” had stirred a memory within her.
‘It could truly be that person.’
Knock, knock.
At that moment, the sound of knocking on the door came, followed by Wi Cheon Gyeong’s voice.
“Ryeong Ju, it’s Mu Gwang.”
“Come in.”
The door opened and Mu Gwang entered, presenting a letter to Bu Eunseol.
“A letter has arrived for you, Ryeong Ju.”
“From whom?”
“It’s a person from the Yang Seol Family, whom Ryeong Ju once asked me to help. Yang Seol Rin discreetly sent word of this.”
Bu Eunseol had obtained considerable information from Yang Seol Rin in the past.
In return, she had granted Yang Seol Rin access to the Sa Hon Dae’s intelligence network during her activities in the Gangho.
This was how a letter could be delivered directly to Bu Eunseol through the Sa Hon Dae’s information channels.
I broke the seal.
Bu Eunseol unfolded the letter.
The contents were shocking.
―I happened to acquire information about a place where they’re holding Baek Pal Sung and conducting experiments.
Reflecting Yang Seol Rin’s uninhibited nature, the handwriting was forceful and dynamic.
―However, the security is as stringent as the Imperial Palace, and worse yet, it’s located where the Destruction Spear Sect, one of the Ten Demonic Gates, resides. I’ve hit a wall in my investigation.
‘The Destruction Spear Sect.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes flashed with keen brilliance for a moment before she continued reading the letter.
―Of course, if I used the Main House’s resources, I could easily uncover the situation… but I think it would be better if you helped instead.
As if sensing confusion, the handwriting grew increasingly unstable and sharp.
Before Jisalseong died, he had said that the Yang Seol Family was capturing Baek Pal Sung and conducting experiments on him.
After that, I met Gong Son Dan Gyeong.
Yang Seol Rin had learned of her lost memories and began to harbor slight doubts about her family’s direction.
For this reason, rather than investigating with the Yang Seol Family’s resources, she had asked Bu Eunseol to conduct this investigation.
‘No matter how powerful the Yang Seol Family is, confronting the Ten Demonic Gates would be awkward.’
Bu Eunseol stroked her chin.
The Yang Seol Family maintained a low profile outwardly, but in reality conducted their activities in the Murim discreetly.
If their investigation of the Ten Demonic Gates were discovered, a major conflict could erupt, or even the Main Base could be exposed.
―And this isn’t the third favor you promised me before. If you want to refuse, you can.
Bu Eunseol had made a promise to Yang Seol Rin to fulfill three favors without fail.
The first two were trivial, so she had fulfilled them immediately, but she had said the third would be discussed later before departing.
And Yang Seol Rin had mentioned it beforehand, worried it might become the third favor.
‘How childish.’
A faint smile crossed Bu Eunseol’s lips as she handed the letter to Yu Woon Ryong so all the Lords could read it.
“It’s a trap. A carefully constructed scheme.”
Yu Woon Ryong’s expression grew grave.
“Sin Do Woon Hui attacked the Jeok Hwang Gyo first, and now a person from the Yang Seol Family sends a letter about a suspicious facility at the Destruction Spear Sect?”
He spoke to Bu Eunseol with an exceptionally serious expression.
“Do you believe such a coincidence exists?”
“You’re right. Coincidences are rare in this world.”
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath and spoke.
“Still, I must go.”
“Why?”
“The probability that this letter’s contents are false is nearly zero. If they were, there’s no way they could draw me in.”
Bu Eunseol possessed superior intellect and never acted without evidence.
Whoever orchestrated such an elaborate scheme would certainly understand this.
They must have certainly laid out a clear bait for the Destruction Spear Sect.
“So you’re saying you’ll go alone again.”
Yu Woon Ryong knew Bu Eunseol’s true intentions far too well.
She would never allow her subordinates to step forward into such perilous situations.
“This trap was designed with me in mind. It’s a level your people cannot handle.”
“Mm.”
A heavy sigh escaped, yet Yu Woon Ryong found himself unable to protest.
He understood Bu Eunseol’s heart better than anyone else.
The enemy sought only her, and had constructed their trap accordingly.
If he sent his subordinates to investigate, the outcome would be as predictable as she said.
“Very well, I understand.”
Yu Woon Ryong could only offer a smile.
There was nothing else he could do for her now.
And his heart grew infinitely sorrowful.
‘Will she not collapse under this weight someday?’
From the perspective of a martial artist, Bu Eunseol was not truly one of the Murim.
Rather, she was someone who should never have been drawn into the Murim.
She should have lived tilling fields or continuing her work as a yeomsa, laboring through those arduous days.
She should have been an ordinary person finding meaning in each passing day.
Yet endless conspiracies poured down upon her, she wagered her life against the blade’s edge, and cut down countless enemies.
Moreover, though she appeared cold on the surface, within she watched over and cherished countless souls.
Such a burden was far too heavy for one person to bear, far too immense to endure.
“There is no need to worry.”
Whether she sensed Yu Woon Ryong’s thoughts or not, Bu Eunseol stepped calmly toward the door.
“I’m merely going to conduct some reconnaissance.”
“Yes, I understand.”
As Yu Woon Ryong answered with a throat tight with emotion, Bu Eunseol offered an uncharacteristic smile.
She too understood his heart. And all she could show him now was that smile.
“Sigh.”
As Bu Eunseol departed, Yu Woon Ryong exhaled a sigh that seemed to shake the very ground.
‘I wish I could help her somehow, but there is nothing I can do now.’
“My Lord.”
It was then that Wi Cheon Gyeong spoke.
“A compassionate person is all the stronger for it.”
“….”
“Has the Ryeong Ju not always proven this?”
It was not only Wi Cheon Gyeong.
All the Lords harbored the same thoughts as Yu Woon Ryong.
They were always concerned for Bu Eunseol, always worrying, understanding, and believing in her.
“Yes, you speak truly.”
Yu Woon Ryong’s stern expression softened.
Bu Eunseol is formidable.
Because she is not a Murim practitioner, she is someone who does not belong to the Murim world…
No matter what trials await, even if she falls into sinister conspiracies, she will surely survive.

Emerging from the Demon Palace, Bu Eunseol unfurled her divine technique in a single breath and rushed toward Suzhou.
The place where Baek Pal Sung was being held and subjected to experiments.
It was none other than Suzhou, specifically the deep ravine of Cheon Pyeong Mountain near the Destruction Spear Sect.
‘So Gung Ju’s power suddenly surged, and near the Destruction Spear Sect there is a facility conducting experiments on Baek Pal Sung…’
This could not be coincidence.
For there is no such thing as chance in this world.
I could only hope that Yang Seol Rin had not been ensnared in someone’s carefully laid conspiracy.
‘According to the Chief’s words, Cheon Ki Sung controls the Jung Son Family.’
Which meant the Yang Seol Family itself might also be manipulated by someone’s hand.
Perhaps even this letter was sent as part of someone’s meticulous trap.
[We have searched everywhere except the dangerous zones we cannot enter, but found nothing of particular note.]
At the telepathic message from Woo Gyeong, a member of Sa Hon Dae, Bu Eunseol nodded.
They had thoroughly combed through Cheon Pyeong Mountain but could not locate any facility conducting experiments on Baek Pal Sung.
Then what remained was the Destruction Spear Sect.
I had to investigate the sect that possessed the greatest scholarly knowledge among the Ten Demonic Gates.
‘There is no choice but to verify it myself.’
Bu Eunseol unhesitatingly headed toward the Destruction Spear Sect.
The terrain was treacherous, and invisible surveillance systems were laid throughout the area.
Whoosh.
But Bu Eunseol, having deployed her extreme speed shadowless technique, easily evaded the mechanical traps and sentries positioned everywhere.
And infiltrated deep into the Destruction Spear Sect with utmost stealth.
Yet a peculiar thought suddenly occurred to me.
What if Baek Pal Sung was being held and experimented upon inside the Destruction Spear Sect?
They would necessarily need to prepare additional forces capable of controlling Baek Pal Sung and facilities to conduct the experiments.
Of course, considering the scale of the Destruction Spear Sect, creating a covert experimental facility would not be particularly difficult.
But Baek Pal Sung.
Keeping those with such terrifying supernatural power within the Destruction Spear Sect?
That would be no different from laying tens of thousands of pounds of gunpowder in the sect’s main base, waiting for it to explode at any moment.
‘Unless Sin Do Woon Hui, the Palace Lord, is a fool, this could not be.’
Unless one intended to destroy the Destruction Spear Sect itself.
Creating such a facility within the sect would be impossible.
‘No, there is one method.’
Baek Pal Sung has an extremely close connection to the Three Families, particularly the Jung Son Family.
And the Three Families have always concealed their identities through special means.
‘The Absolute Boundary.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed with sudden clarity.
The Absolute Boundary—a mystical force capable of perfectly severing space itself?
It meant she could keep the dangerous element that was Baek Pal Sung near the Destruction Spear Sect while maintaining perfect isolation.
Whoosh.
As I drew upon the Wind Cloud Divine Technique, my eyes became transparent.
Then, from the forest not far from where the Destruction Spear Sect stood, an extraordinarily peculiar sensation rippled outward.
‘Over there.’
I unfolded my divine method and moved through the forest toward where the strange wave pattern was detected.
‘Hmm.’
To the naked eye, there was nothing unusual.
But as I continuously dispersed the Wind Cloud Divine Technique, I could sense something alien spreading far ahead.
It was a solid wall.
‘It’s open?’
As I drew near and examined the area for a long moment, a flicker of surprise crossed my eyes.
Normally, an Absolute Boundary manifests as an impenetrable wall.
Moreover, it cannot be breached without unleashing a power equivalent to the Sam Sin Gi all at once.
Yet this Absolute Boundary had one side completely open.
In other words, if one could merely sense the Absolute Boundary, one could enter immediately.
‘So it was indeed an elaborate trap.’
I took a deep breath.
From Yang Seol Rin’s letter onward, every step of this entire sequence had been meticulously designed by someone to draw me in.
And there was only one person in this world capable of orchestrating such a thing.
‘Let me see exactly how he arranges his schemes.’
As Yu Woon Ryong had said, all of this was a carefully laid game board.
Yet I pressed forward regardless, for only one reason remained.
‘He’—I needed to understand how he manipulates people.

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