The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1279

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Chapter 1279

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch!

The Heavenly Demon shattered his own body with his fists, yet his expression remained unmoved. Despite the flesh tearing and deep wounds exposing bone, the only emotion gleaming in his eyes was pure arrogance.

The Heavenly Demon channeled the very concept of “nothingness” into both his fists, endlessly pummeling his own body. As his strikes flowed like water, something miraculous occurred—instead of the nauseating sound of flesh and bone pulverizing, a crisp, refreshing sound like waves crashing echoed forth.

‘Heh….’

I let out an involuntary laugh watching the Heavenly Demon’s barrage. Having lived two lives, I found myself trembling at a sight so shocking I could count such moments on one hand.

-That… that bastard….

Wrath’s jaw hung open, quivering uncontrollably.

-Is he truly insane? What in the world is he doing!

He shook his azure eyes left and right ceaselessly, unable to comprehend the Heavenly Demon’s actions.

-If you’re going to kill yourself, just slit your throat!

Wrath exhaled sharply as he watched the Heavenly Demon cough up black blood.

‘That’s not it.’

I shook my head while resonating all ten rings of fire at full power.

‘He’s not destroying his own body without purpose.’

The Heavenly Demon was not merely torturing himself—he was channeling the true flow of nothingness through the fists that shattered his body.

‘He’s showing me.’

I bit my lips until blood welled up.

‘What true nothingness truly is.’

The Heavenly Demon shattered his own bones with each punch, unleashing not Pride’s authority, but solely the martial power he had accumulated as a warrior.

‘That’s why he told me to watch carefully.’

The Heavenly Demon had instructed me to observe closely before turning his fists upon himself.
At first, I thought he merely intended to repay Budnew Village’s blood debt with his own blood, but that wasn’t it.

‘He’s teaching me.’

The Heavenly Demon wasn’t simply repaying Budnew Village’s blood debt—he was clearly repaying the price of all the trials he had subjected me to by revealing the flow of martial power contained within those punches.

“All of you—don’t blink. Watch carefully.”

I bit my lip and commanded Burren, Martha, and Lunan, who knelt behind me. If they witnessed and remembered the Heavenly Demon’s power now, their training would advance by at least ten years.

“Hnngh!”
“Ughh!”
“Haah…”

Burren, Martha, and Lunan understood my intent, their foreheads glistening with veins of effort as they etched the Heavenly Demon’s power into their very eyes, refusing to miss a single moment.

“Yes! I won’t miss a thing!”

Even in this moment, Evelyn’s gaze remained fixed not on the Heavenly Demon, but on my back, her eyes gleaming with rapture.

‘Regardless of what happens…’

I nodded heavily, not missing a single punch from the Heavenly Demon.

‘Just as you said, that man is anything but sane.’

He had spoken of receiving blood payment, but naturally, I harbored no intention of spilling his blood.
I had merely sought to extract information from the Heavenly Demon, eliminate as many Eden Executives as possible, and seize Eden’s resources to ensure victory in the coming war.

Yet the Heavenly Demon was clearly unsatisfied with such terms, systematically destroying himself instead.

-What you desire isn’t normal either, is it?

Wrath let out a hollow laugh, acknowledging that he too harbored excessive desires.

-Of course, he’s not quite as mad as that one.

He wrinkled his nose, insisting that no matter what else one might present, it could never compare to the Heavenly Demon’s current actions.

‘That’s right.’

I steadied my breathing and burned the Heavenly Demon’s fists into my eyes.

‘Maddeningly perfect punches.’

The Heavenly Demon clenched his fist with hands where flesh had been carved away. The source of martial arts was sucked into that fist, and the wind lost its path, clouds scattered.
His fist was not a human body made of flesh and bone, but a microcosm that condensed an entire world.

Kuuuuuung!

The Heavenly Demon extended his fist imbued with the principles of the world. The fist that advanced slower than moonlight touched my chest, creating another tremendous impact as if space itself were bursting apart.

An absolute fist that created cracks in an absolute body. The Heavenly Demon inflicted wounds upon himself without the slightest hesitation—wounds that even the God of Martial Arts could not endure.

Fuuuuung!

Even with more than half his body shattered, the Heavenly Demon did not shed a single drop of sweat. At this very moment, he was not paying a price—rather, he maintained his indifferent gaze as if testing the limits and principles of martial arts themselves.

Kuuuuuung!

The Heavenly Demon’s left fist advanced toward the night sky before falling away like a comet’s tail. As his fist carved its trajectory, space screamed and starlight rippled and sank.

Craaaack!

Finally, where the Heavenly Demon’s left fist landed was the only part of him that had remained intact—his right arm.

Zzzzzzzt!

Only after confirming his right arm was shattered did the Heavenly Demon lower his left fist, now covered in blood and flesh.
As he opened his hand, the torn heavens and earth tried to return to their original positions, but the dark crimson aura embedded within prevented the cracks from disappearing, leaving them suspended in the void like the form of a thunderbolt.

“Did you see it well?”

Despite his body becoming a tattered rag, the Heavenly Demon maintained his serene aura and indifferent gaze. With both legs and his right arm broken, he stood in perfect peace and nodded with confidence.

“Yes….”

I parted my lips, which had grown parched as though my very flesh had been shattered.

“I have witnessed it well.”

I nodded my trembling head, the words carrying layers of meaning.

“Within my fist, this entire world is contained.”

The Heavenly Demon raised his left fist once more, blood dripping steadily from it, his arrogant chin tilted upward.
Though flesh had been torn away and bone lay exposed, though his arms and legs were shattered, the fangs of the dragon that commanded the Continent remained utterly undiminished.

“Tell me. Do I appear destined to fall?”

The Heavenly Demon asked Glen Zigheart’s grandson about the outcome of the life-or-death confrontation that would soon unfold. He seemed incapable of even entertaining the thought of defeat.

“….”

I did not answer immediately, narrowing my eyes.

‘I cannot speak.’

Had I heard that question moments earlier, I would have declared without hesitation that Glen Zigheart would emerge victorious.
But witnessing the Heavenly Demon’s madness and the supreme pinnacle of martial arts contained within his fist, I could not muster absolute certainty that even Glen Zigheart would triumph unconditionally.

-That wretch is indeed a vessel of arrogance. No….

Wrath glared at the Heavenly Demon, his expression twisting downward.

-He surpasses even arrogance! Why are there so many madmen crammed into this narrow Continent!

He shook his head, muttering that he and the Heavenly Demon shared the same degree of madness.

“You truly refrain from idle words.”

The Heavenly Demon seemed pleased that I offered no response, lowering his chin.

“The North Destruction King Glen Zigheart is supreme.”

I took a slow breath to steady myself, then lifted my gaze.

“I cannot imagine him losing. And yet….”

Recalling Glen Zigheart as I had seen him before leaving the training chamber, I tightened my grip on the Heavenly Sword.

“I cannot envision your defeat either.”

I spoke honestly of my impressions upon witnessing the Heavenly Demon’s martial art, then raised the Heavenly Sword before my chest.
This salute was both praise and reverence—a swordsman who had devoted everything to the blade, honoring a true warrior who had revealed what genuine martial mastery truly meant.

‘I have truly felt so much.’

The Heavenly Demon could have extended his fist invisibly, beyond my perception, yet he deliberately moved slowly, allowing me to sense the flow and rhythm of his technique.
It was an act of expanding my martial vessel and broadening my perspective as his opponent, so it was only right that I offer him an answer in kind.

‘If I could make the flow the Heavenly Demon showed me my own….’

I might touch yet another realm.

All waters flow and drift until they reach the sea—just as that saying goes, if I could imbue my blade with the fist techniques the Heavenly Demon revealed, I would ascend to heights far greater than I stand upon now.

“I grow ever more eager for the life-or-death duel with Glen Zigheart.”

The Heavenly Demon’s competitive spirit toward Glen Zigheart had intensified through me, and he curved his lips into a smile.

“There is one thing I wish to ask.”

I lowered the Heavenly Sword and looked toward the Heavenly Demon.

“Why did you do such a thing?”

You could have repaid the blood debt in other ways, so why did you shatter your own body? I furrowed my brow as I spoke.

“Did you not say it yourself? Blood debt must be repaid with blood. The blood spilled by one’s subordinates should be answered with the blood of their master.”

The Heavenly Demon simply nodded his chin calmly, as if that were all there was to it.

—Kugh….

Wrath clenched his chest upon hearing the Heavenly Demon’s answer.

-No, this can’t be! A mere vessel of Pride moving the True Demon King’s heart!

He struck his own head in frustration, as if angered by his own emotional response to the Heavenly Demon’s words.

“And….”

The Heavenly Demon gazed at Raon with eyes blazing like dancing flames.

“Your sword has captured my heart.”

He nodded, clearly satisfied with his battle against Raon’s Sword Realm.

“Hmm….”

Raon bit his lip slightly as he met the Heavenly Demon’s serene gaze.

‘That bastard seems more like the Lord of Pride than Pride himself.’

Even with his body ravaged, the composure and arrogance he displayed made the Heavenly Demon feel far more prideful than the actual Lord of Pride.

“What will you do if we attack while you’re injured?”

Raon spoke the thought everyone was having, tilting the Heavenly Sword slightly.

“Others may differ, but you and Glen will never move.”

The Heavenly Demon nodded, as if he trusted both Raon and Glen Zigheart as worthy adversaries.

“Sigh….”

Raon ran his hand through his hair and exhaled in frustration. Irritating as it was, his words rang true. I could never bring myself to attack the Heavenly Demon in his current state.

‘And he doesn’t seem like he’d simply accept death either.’

I myself was severely exhausted with grave internal injuries, so even fighting the Heavenly Demon in this condition offered virtually no chance of victory.

‘I can only trust Grandfather.’

If it were Glen, he could defeat the Heavenly Demon even at full strength. With that conviction and faith, I nodded.

“Will those wounds heal before the life-or-death duel with the Head of House?”

I furrowed my brow, watching the Heavenly Demon’s wounds still bleeding. These were grave injuries I had inflicted with genuine intent—they would not heal easily.

“It will be close.”

The Heavenly Demon brushed away the blood flowing from his shoulder with his left hand, as if he could recover completely before the duel.

“Then you cannot train?”
“That too is the path of a warrior—there is always something to learn.”

The Heavenly Demon lifted his serene gaze, showing no regret whatsoever for his actions.

“…I see.”

From that answer, I understood what manner of warrior the Heavenly Demon truly was, and I nodded.

“The blood debt of Budnew Village has been paid.”

My companions and I from Gwangpung Hall had slain Eden’s spirits and executives, the Heavenly Demon had destroyed his own body to forfeit his training time, and I had even received his teachings on the martial way. There was no further claim to be made regarding Budnew Village’s blood debt.

“Let us depart now.”

As I moved to sheathe the Heavenly Sword and withdraw, it happened.

Clink!

The Heavenly Demon drew a wooden charm from his robes with two bells woven into it and tossed it to me.

“What is this…?”

I narrowed my eyes, examining the bells he had given me.

“You will find a use for it.”

The Heavenly Demon offered nothing more and turned away. As he moved, a man and woman wearing a lion’s mask and tiger’s helm created a door blazing with darkness.

“….”

The Heavenly Demon gave a small nod as if offering a final farewell, then stepped into the gate of the Black Dimension. The moment he vanished, the shattered sky knitted itself whole, and the sunken earth rose like water filling a well.

As if the moment when the Heavenly Demon appeared and demonstrated the ultimate void had never existed, every trace he should have left behind was erased, leaving only the snores of the menial workers.

“Insane….”

I couldn’t help but let out an intense exclamation. The Heavenly Demon had displayed such tremendous power yet inflicted not even the slightest damage to the surroundings. It meant he alone had borne the aftermath of the sky and earth tearing asunder.

‘I want to fight that man.’

Not Glen—I myself wanted to reach the pinnacle of absolute perfection and face the Heavenly Demon in a battle of life and death. It was an impossible dream, yet the warrior called the Heavenly Demon kindled such desire within me, stirring my fighting spirit.

-Arrogant fool!

Wrath snorted as if exasperated.

-The Heavenly Demon’s martial way is absolutely beyond your reach in your current state!

He shook his round chin roughly, saying I would never get the chance to fight the Heavenly Demon.

-You’d need to train for over a hundred years….

It was then that Wrath clicked his tongue in disappointment.

[You have received recognition from 【Pride】.]
[You have received recognition from 【Incarnation of the Martial Way】.]
[You have achieved a great Achievement.]
[All stats….]
[Traits….]

As if waiting for Wrath’s words, reward messages began pouring in.

-W-w-w-great ach….

Wrath froze mid-taunt, his lips trembling.

‘Thanks to you….’

Raon scrolled through the message, his lips curling into a long smile.

‘It doesn’t seem like it will take a hundred years?’

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