Chapter 1826 – 1826. Ascending To The Light
‘This can’t be.’
Cheon Hyeon-sak was quietly astonished.
At first, Cheon Bae-bok had the advantage in the battle against Seong Yu-jin. Seong Yu-jin’s attacks became threatening with the aid of his mind’s eye, but there was an insurmountable gap between Cheon Bae-bok and Seong Yu-jin from the start.
Seong Yu-jin was a martial artist at the tail end of the Fifth Realm, while Cheon Bae-bok was a master at the early stage of the Harmony Realm.
‘I thought it would be one of two things: either Cheon Bae-bok would acknowledge Seong Yu-jin, or Seong Yu-jin would be defeated by Cheon Bae-bok.’
Superiority of the mind’s eye? That only happens in the very beginning. The mind’s eye is the spirit. The power of the mind’s eye could be called mental strength.
Seong Yu-jin lacked the experience to handle the power of the mind’s eye skillfully. He was wielding the power of the mind’s eye in a simple and ignorant way, so that power should have quickly run out. It should have.
‘The power of the mind’s eye is being wielded endlessly.’
Rather, Seong Yu-jin became accustomed to the power of the mind’s eye. Cheon Bae-bok was quickly getting exhausted. There was originally a limit to what one could do with someone else’s mind’s eye, and they were already dead spirits.
‘What is that demonic art he’s using?’
It was very similar to the Demonic Heavenly Art, but it wasn’t the Demonic Heavenly Art. However, to say that it was simply a demonic art created by imitating the Demonic Heavenly Art would be an understatement, as its depth was comparable to the Demonic Heavenly Art.
Cheon Bae-bok desperately inflicted a fatal wound on Seong Yu-jin. A long, fatal cut along his side, near his waist. His intestines should have spilled out, making it impossible for him to move, but Seong Yu-jin swung his sword as if nothing had happened. Looking again, his fatal wound had disappeared.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
Cheon Bae-bok shouted. It was too desperate to be called a battle cry. Seong Yu-jin grinned as if he had realized something.
Seong Yu-jin completely gave up his body. He attacked without caring whether his arm was cut off, his intestines were spilling out of his torso, or his head was smashed. Lightning and swords fell on Cheon Bae-bok, and the dark demonic energy flowing from Seong Yu-jin’s body took the form of a dragon.
Seong Yu-jin was like an immortal. Even if he died, he wouldn’t die. No, Seong Yu-jin’s spirit wouldn’t break.
‘Even recovering the body should consume mental strength… Is his mental strength infinite?’
He was so dumbfounded that he let out a hollow laugh.
“Damn it… I, I’m being defeated by such a young brat!!”
Cheon Bae-bok was defeated. His massive body collapsed and disappeared. Cheon Hyeon-sak’s eyebrows twitched. It wasn’t just that he disappeared because he was defeated. His existence was being absorbed somewhere.
‘He’s gone mad. It’s no different from absorbing the souls of the Four Great Heavenly Demons. If he absorbs the souls of higher realms… there’s a high chance he’ll go crazy from the reverse influence.’
But Seong Yu-jin was fine. The mind’s eye, which should have been affected by Cheon Bae-bok, was also calm.
Seong Yu-jin turned his head sharply. His eyes, gleaming with murderous intent, turned towards Cheon Hyeon-sak. Cheon Hyeon-sak unconsciously closed his fan and grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist.
“Now it’s your turn. Die and become my Demonic Heavenly Art.”
Judging the qualifications and qualities of a Heavenly Demon? That was wrong. Terribly wrong.
‘First Heavenly Demon. This guy is a monster.’
Srrrk.
He drew his sword.
In his opinion, there was no chance of winning. But he had the name of a Heavenly Demon, so he couldn’t give up or beg for his life in a pathetic way. It didn’t seem like he would be spared even if he begged.
An immortal monster was approaching.
• • •
The 15th Heavenly Demon, Ma Ryeo-gon, was once called a scoundrel. He liked alcohol and women, and he liked to make his subordinates fight. He was able to become a Heavenly Demon despite not being from the Cheon clan because there was no master in the Demonic Heavenly Church of that time who could surpass him.
He ran across the prairie towards a magnificent structure he had never seen before. He didn’t know it, but it was a Western-style wall and castle.
‘Hehehehe. I smell women. A very sweet woman’s scent! I was tired of being stuck in a coffin. I should take this opportunity to release my pent-up desires. Even if it’s not real, as long as I can satisfy my desires, it doesn’t matter.’
His vision lowered as he ran. Ma Ryeo-gon belatedly realized that both of his knees had been cut off. Before his body hit the ground, black chains appeared in the air and grabbed him.
Charrrrrrrr!
He was unable to move, caught in the chains. Even using the Demonic Heavenly Art, the chains would not break.
Pajijik.
Black currents flowed from the chains, inflicting pain on him.
“Kuaaaaaaak!”
“You’re being noisy.”
A clear voice rang out. Ma Ryeo-gon endured the pain and looked at the owner of the voice. Directly in front of him, on top of the castle wall, stood a silver-haired woman. She was wearing black and white clothes that he had never seen before.
He was momentarily mesmerized by her beauty, and a sense of fear arose the moment he saw her emotionless blue eyes.
“H-hehe. You’re a decent-looking wench. This body will…”
The woman drew a dagger in her hand through the air. A thin black line was drawn in the world. Heaven and earth, Ma Ryeo-gon was split exactly in half.
Ma Ryeo-gon barely held on. This was a mind’s eye space. Even if it was someone else’s mind’s eye space, he could hold on if he had enough mental strength. Recovery would also be possible.
“Are you wriggling like a bug, not knowing your place and crawling in here? Just die and become the nutrients for my master.”
Ma Ryeo-gon decided to use everything he had. He couldn’t die so futilely.
“Hehehe… I’ll acknowledge you as my greatest adversary. I’ll bet everything I have to kill you. Demonic Heavenly Art, break!”
But before he could do anything, the same slash followed.
That was the end.
『You have absorbed the essence of the Demonic Heavenly Art.』
『More essence is needed to master the complete Demonic Heavenly Art.』
『Absorb the essence.』
• • •
The 9th Heavenly Demon, Bing Ha-sang. She was the first Heavenly Demon in the Demonic Heavenly Church to become a Heavenly Demon as a sorcerer.
She was a beauty. Her skin was supple, her hair was glossy, and her features were distinct. She wore tight-fitting clothes that showed off her voluptuous figure.
Bing Ha-sang was not interested in Seong Yu-jin’s qualities or qualifications. It was up to the First Heavenly Demon to decide anyway.
‘His mind’s eye is huge? I should take this opportunity to enjoy my freedom.’
She saw a mountain in front of her. It was a high mountain. If she looked around from the top, she would be able to get a rough idea of the size of the mind’s eye. Until the First Heavenly Demon made a decision, she had time to spend in an interesting place.
“……!”
Bing Ha-sang, an excellent sorcerer, noticed the anomaly as soon as she stepped into the mountain. It was a barrier. She had entered someone’s barrier.
‘This is a barrier that draws you in. That guy didn’t seem to be good with sorcery… how did he create such a high-level barrier…?’
She used sorcery instead of using the Demonic Heavenly Art. But the barrier did not break. It didn’t even budge. Bing Ha-sang realized that this thing that looked like a barrier was not a barrier.
“Hehehe. It seems like you’ve noticed?”
A woman appeared. Fox ears perked up above her black hair. She was a beauty to the point that Bing Ha-sang, a beauty herself, felt a sense of defeat. She wiggled her fox tail and moved her fingers. Blue fox fire rose and covered Bing Ha-sang’s body.
“Kyaaaaaaak?!”
Bing Ha-sang struggled in pain, but still used sorcery. A large amount of water fell from the air to put out the fire. But the fire did not go out and continued to burn. In a hurry, she used the demonic energy of the Chanting Heavenly Art to prevent her body from burning.
‘T-this isn’t sorcery…!’
Phenomenon.
Just a natural common sense and law that it burned to kill her.
‘To get rid of this fire….’
She had to break this damned mind’s eye. In other words, she had to find and kill the real owner of the mind’s eye, not the fake being in front of her, to break his spirit.
‘That guy! I have to kill that guy!’
Bing Ha-sang kicked off the ground and soared into the air. The barrier blocked her.
‘If only I had my magic treasure, the Jade Mirror…!’
But the Jade Mirror was not there. Unable to break through the barrier, she fell to the ground.
“Hehehe. Why don’t you struggle a little more?”
“Eeeek! You’re a fake, not even human!”
“What are you, dying to a fake? Hmm… a moth? You kind of look like a moth?”
“Aaaaaaak! Even if I die, I’ll make sure you…”
Bing Ha-sang ran towards the woman. She didn’t have the time to use sorcery. It was clear that most sorcery wouldn’t work, so she thought it would be better to kill her physically. She thought that was possible.
The woman did not avoid Bing Ha-sang’s hand. Demonic energy surged from Bing Ha-sang’s hand. The moment she tried to grab the woman’s shoulder using her hand technique, the woman’s body disappeared.
“Hehehe.”
“How foolish.”
“I’m getting bored, why don’t you just die?”
Three women split and appeared behind Bing Ha-sang, mocking her. Before Bing Ha-sang could do anything, the output of the blue flames on her body increased rapidly.
“Kyaaaaaaaa….”
Her screams gradually grew smaller over time and eventually disappeared.
『You have absorbed the essence of the Demonic Heavenly Art.』
• • •
The 6th Heavenly Demon, Cheon Bi-ok, the 7th Heavenly Demon, Cheon Nong-gae, and the 8th Heavenly Demon, Cheon Ju-jeong.
They moved together. The family members who had ruled the Demonic Heavenly Church together in life were together even in death.
“Grandfather. Look at these buildings. They’re really amazing.”
“It seems like that guy came from another continent.”
“Father, son. That guy isn’t from the Cheon clan, so he’s not qualified to be a Heavenly Demon. Father, you think so too, right?”
The 6th Heavenly Demon, Cheon Bi-ok, clicked his tongue.
“Nong-gae, you’re too rigid. Hmm?”
“Father? Why did you suddenly turn your head?”
“Didn’t a blue butterfly just pass by? It was a very beautiful butterfly that I’ve never seen before. How beautiful those blue wings were. I was momentarily mesmerized.”
“Grandfather was mesmerized? Didn’t you say you were devoted to Grandmother?”
“Yes, yes. I misspoke. I am devoted to her… Kuaaaak! Sword Saint! You bastard who isn’t even worth chewing, did you come to kill my wife?! Today, I will kill you and chew on your heart!!”
“Grandfather? Why all of a sudden… Aaaak!”
Cheon Bi-ok’s sword pierced the chest of his grandson, Cheon Ju-jeong. Cheon Nong-gae was startled and stepped in between them, pulling Cheon Ju-jeong out. Cheon Ju-jeong’s wound began to heal quickly. He was alive because he was a spirit.
“Father! Get a hold of yourself! Father!”
“Sword Saint! You bastard!!!”
“Damn it! It’s an illusion! Father is under an illusion! Ju-jeong! We have to subdue Father! Help me!”
“Yes, Father! All my wounds have healed, so I’ll help… How dare you rebel! Die, traitor!”
Cheon Ju-jeong turned and stabbed his father, Cheon Nong-gae. The three under the illusion swung their swords until they killed each other.
Blue butterflies flew leisurely around them.
『You have absorbed the essence of the Demonic Heavenly Art.』
