The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 859

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Chapter 859.
Boom!
With a deafening crash, swords of inner force blazed like shafts of light.
They traced silver arcs through the void, raining down like falling stars.
The secret arts of the Sovereign Sword transcended the techniques of ordinary swordplay.
It read the caster’s spirit,
and in response, unleashed sword qi that moved like a living creature—a wondrous and mysterious art form.
Tap tap tap tap!
The sword qi danced through the air, sealing Bu Eunseol’s escape routes and denying her even a moment to breathe.
Whoosh!
In that instant, a blackened hand stretched forth from behind Bu Eunseol’s back.
She had deployed the Sovereign Finger Seal in a single motion.
Zing.
Dozens of Sovereign Swords, which had been streaking through the air in free and living trajectories, froze mid-flight.
In the current Murim, few could match Bu Eunseol’s mastery of martial principles.
She had read the trajectory of the Sovereign Swords at a glance and effortlessly seized them with hands of inner force.
Whoosh whoosh.
As Bu Eunseol surged with intense inner power once more, the blades of the captured Sovereign Swords dissipated like mist in the void.
“So you are the successor to the Demon Palace.”
The old man gazed at Bu Eunseol’s face with dim eyes and nodded slowly.
“You deliberately deployed the Sacred Realm’s martial arts first.”
“What exactly is the Sacred Realm?”
“Yes. If you inherited that technique, you could certainly execute such a sinister scheme.”
‘Was that it?’
Only now did Bu Eunseol realize that the old man was so obsessed with something that normal conversation was impossible.
He was not entirely mad or devoid of reason,
but like a wounded beast,
he had no will to attempt dialogue.
‘Explaining would be pointless anyway—he would never believe me.’
Besides, the Sovereign Finger Seal was undeniably Ma Cheon Je’s exclusive martial art.
Even if they conversed calmly, the old man would never accept it.
“I will kill you within a moment.”
The old man let out a sinister laugh.
Because Bu Eunseol was young,
he believed that if he could merely suppress her mysterious power, he could easily crush her through martial technique.
“You cannot defeat me, elder.”
But the reality was the opposite.
Bu Eunseol possessed no mysterious power whatsoever, and her martial mastery was far superior.
No matter how desperately the old man struggled, he could never overcome her.
‘In any case, even if I asked, I would get no answers.’
Bu Eunseol gazed at the stubborn old man’s face and let out a deep sigh.
“Since there is no enmity between us, I shall simply depart.”
“Depart?”
“I came seeking the Royal Water. My entry here was purely accidental.”
Bu Eunseol spoke in a tone of persuasion.
“If you consider it from my perspective, did I not unlawfully breach a secret treasure vault? The fault is mine, so I shall leave.”
Bu Eunseol had no desire to kill the old man.
For some reason, this stubborn and inflexible elder did not displease me.
Indeed, his rigid demeanor felt strangely familiar.
Zing.
Yet something extraordinary occurred.
As Bu Eunseol attempted to exit, I found myself unable to move even a single step.
It was as though I were trapped within an invisible, transparent wall.
“An inviolable space.”
The old man laughed sinisterly.
“Without No Bu’s permission, you shall never escape.”
Remarkably, the old man had—
Created an invisible wall that completely enveloped Bu Eunseol’s body, though imperceptible to the eye.
Crash!
Bu Eunseol immediately summoned the Gwon In Fist Technique and struck forward with full force.
Yet only the sound of impact reverberated; there was no sensation of anything breaking, nor could I advance.
Whoosh.
In that instant, both fists were engulfed by a tempestuous force.
The third technique of the Gwon In Fist Technique, possessing power beyond imagination.
I unleashed Musang Cheon Ryu, Cha Ryu Yeong Hoe, and Je Gu Po Sin simultaneously.
Rumble.
A tremor as though heaven and earth were collapsing reverberated through the Stone Chamber.
Yet it was futile.
Despite pouring forth power capable of shattering the earth, I could not shatter it at all.
The inviolable space remained, encircling from ground to wall to floor, imprisoning me within.
“Did you steal and learn the martial arts of Gwon In?”
The old man, observing this spectacle, wore a victorious smile.
“Yet it is futile. No matter how extraordinary your martial arts may be, you cannot escape toward heaven or earth, nor can you destroy this space.”
If the old man’s assertion were true—
Bu Eunseol would be sealed within this space, awaiting death.
“This grows tedious. I shall hasten your demise.”
A strange light emanated from the old man’s eyes.
Then I felt the space surrounding my body gradually constricting.
The inviolable realm was narrowing, intent on crushing and suffocating Bu Eunseol’s entire form.
Shriek.
Bu Eunseol drew the Muk Hon Sword and channeled all her inner force to its fullest.
A colossal blade aura towering ten zhang high surged skyward.
Or rather, it should have.
Zing.
The blade aura that touched the inviolable space could advance no further—it was blocked.
Crash!
Bu Eunseol refused to yield, drawing upon her inner force with maximum intensity.
At last, reaching the six-hundred-year threshold, golden light blazed from her body as a tempest erupted around her.
Flash!
In that same instant, a colossal cross-shaped blade aura erupted from the Muk Hon Sword, spreading in all directions.
She had unleashed the Tal Jan Wol Hyo Sung technique—the most devastating form within the Musang Cheon Ryu style.
Boom! Boom!
Despite the deafening explosions and the cross-shaped blade aura that seemed poised to obliterate the entire world, the wall remained unbroken.
‘Is that all?’
Bu Eunseol, who rarely showed surprise at ordinary matters, was deeply shocked this time.
The Musang Cheon Ryu technique unleashed with ten decades of inner force possessed a power that few martial arts could rival.
Yet she could not even shatter this transparent space?
“A dangerous one indeed. Careless moves might invite a counterattack instead.”
The Old Innkeeper shook his head as he observed Bu Eunseol trapped within the transparent wall, witnessing the absolute technique of Pa Cheon Hwang pouring forth.
“Simply die as you are.”
The transparent wall gradually narrowed, tightening around Bu Eunseol.
She attempted to push against it with her inner force, but it yielded no response whatsoever.
Three methods remained to her.
The harmony of Pa Cheon Hwang form—channeling the power of Jeong Sa Ma Bul and Sam Sin Gi together into the Muk Hon Sword before releasing it.
The Musang Cheon Ryu Ninth Technique, which naturally restored all things to their original state: Gangho Yeon Pa.
And finally, the supreme absolute technique: Blood Dew Seven Techniques.
Yet all three absolute techniques could not be deployed with sufficient speed.
Given the velocity at which the closing wall approached, she could not employ all three.
She would have to choose between Blood Dew Seven Techniques or Gangho Yeon Pa.
If that failed, unleashing the harmony would be the optimal choice.
‘This inviolable space is akin to the supernatural power of Baek Pal Sung’s domain. If that is so….’
Having reached her conclusion, Bu Eunseol lowered her sword naturally.
Shhhhh.
In that moment, a faint mist began to spread around her body.
The Musang Cheon Ryu Ninth Technique—restoring all things to their natural state and severing the enemy.
She had unleashed Gangho Yeon Pa first.
Whoooosh!
Gentle winds scattered in all directions, and faint mist spread outward.
Yet the transparent wall did not shatter; instead, it drew closer still, constricting the space further.
“No martial technique will avail you.”
The old man spoke coldly.
“You will die thrashing about like that.”
In that instant, a peculiar thought flashed through Bu Eunseol’s mind.
‘If he can create such a wall, why would he need to expand the space and then slowly constrict it?’
What if he truly possessed the ability to create an inviolable space?
There would be no need to drag out time—he could simply compress the space in one breath and burst her body apart.
Yet the old man had deliberately explained that his power was an ‘inviolable space’ with such courtesy.
And he was drawing out time, slowly beginning to narrow the space.
This was surely not merely to instill fear.
―All powers of the Baek Pal Sung have limitations.
This was the truth I had discovered through defeating countless Baek Pal Sung wielding diverse abilities.
They could be called monsters, capable of wielding supernatural powers.
Yet they possessed constraints and weaknesses in equal measure.
What if that were not the case?
The Baek Pal Sung would have conquered all of Tianxia and Murim.
‘Like Jisusong.’
Woon Hak Bi, the Jisusong.
Within his domain, he could strip away an enemy’s power and martial arts in a single instant—a ability truly godlike in nature.
Yet he possessed a grave constraint.
No living being other than himself and his enemy could enter within his domain.
If the old man truly possessed the ability to create an inviolable space?
He could simply twist the space in one breath and kill her as easily as wringing a chicken’s neck.
But the fact that he was deliberately dragging out time… it clearly meant he possessed some constraint and was concealing it.
“Have you given up?”
Seeing Bu Eunseol standing vacant, the old man wore a faint smile.
It appeared to be a smug smile.
Yet to Bu Eunseol’s eyes, the old man seemed to be desperately suppressing extreme anxiety.
Like a child terrified that his lie would be exposed.
‘So that was it.’
At last, I could unravel the secret of this inviolable space merely from the old man’s tone and gaze.
Click.
I suddenly released my inner force and sheathed my sword.
Yet the closing walls did not disappear.
“Is this not enough?”
Muttering softly, I extended my fingers.
Then I rapidly began sealing my own blood points.
Tap tap tap.
As the sealing finished, my face grew deathly pale, and the intense energy flowing through my entire body vanished completely.
I had forcibly sealed the inner force within my body by pressing my own blood points.
Whoosh.
The transparent wall that had been slowly closing in began to fade away.
“As I thought, there’s no such thing as an inviolable space.”
Bu Eunseol stared intently at the Old Innkeeper and shook her head.
“He simply used grandiose words to conceal the secret.”
The transparent wall the Old Innkeeper had created
was not an absolutely indestructible inviolable space.
Rather, it was a method of absorbing the vital energy and power of those trapped within, then constructing a barrier using that very energy.
In other words, because the wall was formed from the power flowing out of Bu Eunseol’s body,
it could not be shattered no matter how devastating the martial technique used against it.
Even if harmony had been employed, the result would have been the same.
Since the wall was created from the captive’s power, had harmony been used, the wall would have been composed of harmony itself.
“How did you…!”
The Old Innkeeper seemed momentarily startled as Bu Eunseol grasped the true nature of the inviolable space in an instant.
“No, I suppose it was inevitable.”
He nodded as if he had expected this all along.
“You are the disciple of Sa Do Moo Myung, after all.”
“A disciple?”
“Did you think I wouldn’t notice that you saw through it with Breaking Nature?”
The Old Innkeeper’s lips curled upward.
“There’s no point in pretending ignorance. Sa Do Moo Myung’s techniques have been thoroughly analyzed long ago.”
And he spoke something shocking.
“Breaking Nature is not about destroying everything… it is a technique for peering into the opponent’s spirit.”
Breaking Nature.
It was known as Ma Cheon Je’s supreme martial capacity,
a power that destroys all things.
But in reality, it was a technique that elevated observation and insight to their absolute limits, allowing one to perceive the opponent’s spirit?
“Did you not realize that you, like that rat, are observing No Bu’s biological responses?”
No matter how perfectly masters of Murim control their bodies,
there are muscles that cannot be consciously controlled.
Furthermore, heart rate and breathing speed, blood vessel dilation, the pitch and tremor of one’s voice,
body temperature and perspiration all reveal one’s psychological state, and countless variables can be calculated through movement.
Breaking Nature.
It was a supreme martial capacity that wielded observation and insight of godlike proportions,
piercing through the opponent’s methods and shattering their techniques and power into fragments.
‘A reasonable misunderstanding.’
Looking back, from some point onward,
I had been imitating Ma Cheon Je’s techniques.
Piercing through the opponent’s psychology, destroying the techniques they employed,
and primarily using tactics that crumbled the opponent’s spirit through words.
This time as well, with just the Old Innkeeper’s expression and a single phrase,
I grasped the flaw in the supposedly inviolable space and neutralized it in a single stroke.
‘Of course, I can only assume Ma Cheon Je taught me such a technique.’
“But you seem to be laboring under a misunderstanding.”
The Old Innkeeper’s expression remained confident despite his secret technique being shattered, and he curled his lips into a smile.
“Even if you understood that, what power do you possess to block my attacks?”
If I use inner force, the inviolable space will simply manifest anew.
And the Old Innkeeper can still wield the power of mystical arts.
In a state where even Sam Sin Gi, let alone inner force, cannot be deployed.
Blocking the assault of such a master would be an impossible feat.
Clink.
Yet Bu Eunseol calmly drew the Muk Hon Sword.
Until now, I had repeated countless battles dancing along the edge of death.
Among them were times like this, without Sam Sin Gi or a shred of inner force.
When I had cut down formidable foes using only the principles of mystical arts.
“The absence of inner force does not mean one cannot fight.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, the Old Innkeeper let out a derisive snort.
“Nonsense!”
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, lightning-like palm force erupted from the Old Innkeeper’s hands.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Bu Eunseol swung the Muk Hon Sword, dissipating each wave of palm force one by one.
Where the subtle principles of swordsmanship could resolve the force, I resolved it; where it could not, I deployed footwork or rolled my body to evade.
Pap, pap, pap, pap, pap!
No matter how devastating a palm technique, it is useless if it fails to connect.
The Old Innkeeper’s palm techniques possessed tremendous power.
Yet to Bu Eunseol, who endlessly studied the mysteries of Tianxia’s martial arts, the refinement of his palm techniques was not particularly remarkable.
‘This means the old man is someone who specializes in mystical arts.’
Even Incheon’s martial prowess alone had achieved stable entry into the Mujik Gyeong.
But the Old Innkeeper, who primarily relied on mysterious sorcery, showed that his methods of deploying martial techniques were not particularly refined.
Whoosh.
As Bu Eunseol continued to evade the palm techniques using only the principles of mystical arts and footwork, the Old Innkeeper’s expression twisted with frustration, and he cried out.
“Try blocking this!”
The Old Innkeeper changed his approach.
From the Splitting Sky Palm that possessed destructive force from the moment of release.
He began using the Distant Force Palm, which burst with power at the desired moment, rendering defense impossible.
When the Distant Force Palm unleashed its power.
No matter how subtly one wielded the sword, it became difficult to dissipate the palm force.
Finding no way to evade the palm force entirely.
A sudden flash of enlightenment streaked across Bu Eunseol’s mind.
‘Why have I not used this until now.’
Whoosh! Thud!
In that same instant, Bu Eunseol began moving with bestial speed.
She was applying the Beast Techniques of Ya Soo Gung, explosively unleashing the power inherent within her body.
Thud, thud.
With the Beast Techniques, each leap carried her three zhang high without a trace of inner force.
Closing the distance in a heartbeat, she unfolded her sword technique once more.
This Stone Chamber was not spacious enough to allow for infinite retreat.
The Old Innkeeper evaded in circular patterns, attempting to use the limited space more broadly.
Yet Bu Eunseol pursued him relentlessly, adapting to his every move.
“A futile effort!”
The Old Innkeeper, visibly irritated,
unleashed dozens of palm strikes in a single technique, beginning to seal off her approach.
Against a master of such caliber mounting a deliberate defense, Bu Eunseol could not easily strike him down.
Shwik!
Bu Eunseol altered her sword technique once more.
She began unfolding her technique in perfect timing with the fleeting moment when the Old Innkeeper deployed his palm strikes.
Anticipating the enemy’s movements and seizing the initiative—this is the very essence of all martial arts.
The power of Bu Eunseol’s sword technique was not extraordinary,
yet by anticipating the Old Innkeeper’s palm technique and seizing the initiative before it fully unfolded,
the technique could not continue, and its power was drastically diminished.
‘This one.’
The Old Innkeeper watched as Bu Eunseol opposed him with no inner force whatsoever,
relying solely on martial skill, and could not hide his astonishment.
‘So this is her true level.’
Having sensed Bu Eunseol’s potential and martial mastery, the Old Innkeeper clenched his fists.
‘This one will grow into a formidable adversary.’
If I cannot kill her here, all my carefully laid plans will crumble to dust.
‘Very well.’
Having resolved himself, the Old Innkeeper gathered the last remaining power of his sorcery.
Then a dark light began to suffuse the entire Stone Chamber.
Through his own death,
he unleashed a technique that transformed the interior into a realm of death itself.
‘Death.’
As the Old Innkeeper finally shattered the inviolable space and wielded his sorcery,
a crackling sound erupted from Bu Eunseol’s body.
The Sam Sin Gi that had been suppressed surged back to life.
It seemed that what had been suppressing the Sam Sin Gi all this time was either the power within this Secret Library or the Old Innkeeper’s sorcery.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
Crackle, crackle.
The mysterious energies emanating from the Old Innkeeper’s body slowly coalesced into form, then transformed into the shape of a black Death.
Haaaaah.
Death approached Bu Eunseol with its cavernous maw gaping wide.
It was death itself—a force that no power could withstand.
Yet Bu Eunseol felt no fear whatsoever.
Death had always been at her side, and now she could even express it through the Way of the Blade.
“Death answers to death alone.”
Screeeech.
From Bu Eunseol’s Muk Hon Sword, three torrents of blade energy dark as ink surged forth.
They began to sever the shadow of Death as it lunged forward.
Blood Dew Seven Techniques.
The perfect Way of Death—a technique only Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang could unfold.
It revealed itself once more.
Shaaaaaaah!
The Blood Dew Seven Techniques, which brought finality to all things.
Was not a force that dealt death, but became death itself.
The domain itself could not be destroyed, but the Old Innkeeper had given it form, manifesting it as Death.
Paradoxically, this very act created a being that could be severed by the Blood Dew Seven Techniques.
Shiiiiing.
The mist dissipated completely.
Before Bu Eunseol’s eyes appeared the Old Innkeeper, now a withering skeleton approaching death.
His final technique had been woven at the cost of his life force, and his body was slowly desiccating.
“I cannot comprehend it.”
Bu Eunseol murmured, gazing upon that form.
“Had he wrapped that inviolable domain around his own body, he would have been invincible.”
The inviolable domain the Old Innkeeper had unfolded
Was closer to a technique that perfectly defended against an enemy’s attacks than one that killed them.
What if he had not sought to kill her at all?
Bu Eunseol could never have defeated the Old Innkeeper.
But to kill her, he had wagered even his own life, creating a domain of death.
And thus he had fallen into the path of self-destruction.
Zing.
Then, the ceiling from which light had poured began to darken slowly.
As the Old Innkeeper died, it seemed all the techniques spread throughout this place were vanishing.
At that moment, Bu Eunseol’s body began to glow softly once more.
As the eye-shaped orb shattered, light began to flow from the powder embedded within.
But those particles were soon stained an endless black.
“So that was… it.”
The Old Innkeeper, dying with his eyes barely open, spoke in a low voice upon witnessing this.
“…You were of his bloodline.”
The Old Innkeeper’s expression was filled with deep regret.
Regrets from days past, opportunities squandered and lost.
And irreversible choices were etched into his gaze like scars branded upon his very pupils.
“That person…”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes trembled at the corners.
Was that not the very term Jin Ma’s Subordinates had most frequently used when referring to Jin Ma until now?

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