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Chapter 806 : Why Did You Bring Me Back Again
Chapter 806: Why Did You Bring Me Back Again?
The Drunken Demon turned Gaye around.
The reason he had struck out with a palm to save Gaye was not for her sake.
It was because of the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress.
Earlier, during the fight with the Black Elder, the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress had tried to spare her. He believed there must have been a reason she deserved to live.
Ѐ ǹu ṁ а . іd̄
And if the Dark Palace Master was trying to kill her, it meant the relationship between the two had completely broken down. So he decided it would be better to keep her alive and make use of her.
To the Demon Supremes, Gaye was merely the Dark Palace Master’s subordinate—nothing more and nothing less.
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“Where is the Young Cult Leader?”
His words were polite, but the Drunken Demon’s eyes were intense.
Meanwhile, Demonic Buddha and Soul Reaper Demon Supreme were staring at the Dark Palace Master. Even though they had appeared, he looked back at them with an arrogant gaze.
Gaye answered obediently. The man had saved her life, and the matter concerned the Young Cult Leader. The ship she had boarded had not sunk in the storm and was still afloat on the sea.
Ѐ n û m а . ǐd̄
“The Young Cult Leader was sucked into that Secret Box.”
Everyone’s gaze turned toward the Secret Box.
Geom Mugeuk had been sucked into that metal box? It was impossible to understand.
“That Secret Box is a divine relic of the Heavenly Will Palace. The moment the Young Cult Leader touched it, he was absorbed inside.”
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The Demon Supremes did not believe her, but the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress did.
“It doesn’t seem like the Priestess Palace Master is lying.”
W еb ñо̃ v̆е̃ l̂ Е̃ nu̇ m а
Because the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress believed her, Demonic Buddha questioned Gaye again.
“Then did that man use illusion arts to drag him inside?”
“No.”
“What do you mean, no?”
“It’s exactly what I said. That Secret Box absorbed the Young Cult Leader.”
Demonic Buddha felt that her words were not a lie, but he looked at the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress once more to confirm.
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At the look asking if this could truly be the truth, she silently nodded.
Watching this, the Drunken Demon burst out laughing.
“He really is the best at surprising people. Now he’s even getting sucked into places like that.”
Although he spoke flippantly, the Drunken Demon’s eyes as he stared at the Secret Box were serious. In other words, it meant they had no idea whether the Young Cult Leader was alive or dead.
“I don’t know who’s sitting inside that thing, but they’re probably regretting calling him in.”
As he said that, the Drunken Demon exchanged glances with the two Demon Supremes. With the Young Cult Leader’s life or death uncertain, they would have to kill this Dark Palace Master themselves.
W e b̃ ňо̊ věl Ë n úm̊ а
Moreover, they might have to fight while protecting both the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress and that Secret Box.
Thinking about the enemies they had encountered on the way here, dealing with the Dark Palace Master would never be easy.
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Indeed, the Dark Palace Master showed no sign of being intimidated even while facing the three Demon Supremes. He behaved as if he were confident he could kill them all.
The dark aura flowing from his body began to dominate the space.
It was clearly darkness with a will of its own. The darkness flowed along the floor and walls, slowly swallowing the light within that space.
The Dark Palace Master spoke for the first time.
Е̃ ń ü m̆а
“Even if he comes out of there safely, the Young Cult Leader will witness it. The deaths of everyone he loves.”
It was a declaration that he would kill everyone here.
The Drunken Demon was not the type to let such words pass.
“If you’re going to kill everyone he likes… you’ll have to kill quite a lot. Our Young Cult Leader likes people so much that there are people he likes all over the place.”
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The Dark Palace Master looked at the Drunken Demon and spoke coldly.
“I’ll start with you.”
Е̌ n u ḿ.a. ï d̈
At those words, the Drunken Demon waved his hands.
“Not me! The Young Cult Leader likes everyone except me. He always comes to see me last.”
At the Drunken Demon’s persistent grumbling, Demonic Buddha joined in.
“That’s not much different for me either.”
“Ah, I see. Our Lord Demonic Buddha only liked the Great Young Master. How did we end up with all the leftovers gathered together like this?”
The Drunken Demon looked at Soul Reaper Demon Supreme.
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“Soul Reaper Demon Supreme is in trouble. Since she’s the youngest Demon Supreme, our Young Cult Leader cherishes her greatly.”
Even though it was essentially telling her to die first, a faint smile formed at the corner of Soul Reaper Demon Supreme’s mouth.
Their composure did not provoke the Dark Palace Master at all.
“Very well. Then I’ll say it again. Not the people he likes—but the deaths of everyone the Young Cult Leader knows.”
The moment he finished speaking, the surrounding space was instantly engulfed in darkness.
More precisely, it was not darkness—it was night.
Еn̄ u mӑ_
Flash.
Far away, a single star lit up.
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Starting from that, stars began shining from every direction. Like the countless stars of the night sky, the space around them also began to fill with stars. There were large stars and small stars. Far away, even the Milky Way seemed to flow.
The sight was both dazzling and mysterious. It truly felt as though they were floating in a night sky filled with stars.
It was the moment the Dark Palace Master’s unique martial art, Dark Heaven Star Soul Art, manifested.
The Dark Palace Master stood before them, yet it felt as though he was both very close and unimaginably far away.
Ёň ūm̄а̇
The three Demon Supremes instinctively sensed that this demonic art was no ordinary technique.
The Drunken Demon looked around at the surrounding stars and said,
“I’ve drunk alcohol in all kinds of places. On rooftops, on snowy mountains, floating on water, even on the road. But there’s exactly one place I’ve never drunk before—up in the sky.”
Looking at the stars floating around him, the Drunken Demon was deeply moved.
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“My lifelong dream was to drink in the sky, and you’re making it come true!”
Right then.
Еn̂_u m а̃. î d̃
One of the countless stars floating in all directions fell toward the Drunken Demon.
Shiiiiiiiiing.
The star flew like a comet. When it had been far away, it was as small as a dot, but by the time it reached the Drunken Demon, it was the size of an adult’s head.
The Drunken Demon drew up his internal energy and thrust a palm strike toward the incoming light.
BOOOOM!
From afar it had looked like a star, but up close it was a powerful mass of dark energy.
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The impact forced the Drunken Demon several steps backward. Only a single star had flown toward him, yet the force infused with the power of the Greed Annihilation Art was unbelievably powerful.
The stars filling the darkness felt extremely threatening, so Demonic Buddha and Soul Reaper Demon Supreme also raised their internal energy and prepared for battle in earnest.
The Drunken Demon finished the liquor he had saved for Geom Mugeuk and said indignantly,
“If I go around saying I got hit by a star, people will say I’m drunk and talking nonsense, right? Ah! Is this the fate of a drunkard?”
The Drunken Demon did not yield even a bit in momentum.
And when it came to the aura of a battlefield, Soul Reaper Demon Supreme was no ordinary figure either.
Ẽ n̂u ṁ a. ī d̆
She spoke for the first time.
“You said that when the Young Cult Leader comes out, he’ll see everyone he knows dead?”
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A dizzying killing intent, like the world spinning in circles, flowed from her eyes.
“You’re included among those people he knows, aren’t you?”
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When Geom Mugeuk regained his senses, he was standing in an unfamiliar place.
Ẁ ë b̃ n̂ о v̆ е ľ Е n̈ u.m̊ а̃
As he looked around, he suddenly flinched.
‘This place?’
In an empty space stood a large Secret Box.
Since he had come here before, Geom Mugeuk immediately recognized the place.
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This was the mid-slope of Baekyang Peak, where the duel between the Heavenly Will Palace Master and the Martial Emperor Divine Sword had taken place three hundred years ago.
The very place where the Dark Palace had hidden the large Secret Box using a maze formation.
W ebn̆ о́vеl Ẽ nùm̌ а
Geom Mugeuk’s heart pounded.
‘I’ve returned to three hundred years ago again.’
The Secret Box had brought him back to that moment.
First, Geom Mugeuk checked the condition of his body.
Just like when he had been brought here before, he possessed only faint internal energy. Enough internal energy to use the Temporal and Spatial Transference Technique, just as before.
Geom Mugeuk approached the Secret Box placed in the center.
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“Why did you bring me back again?”
Of course, the Secret Box gave no response.
Exactly what point in time had it brought him to? Had the battle between the Martial Emperor Divine Sword and the Heavenly Will Palace Master already ended? In any case, the result of that battle was predetermined.
Just as he was about to go outside to examine the situation—
He heard someone entering.
Geom Mugeuk immediately used the Temporal and Spatial Transference Technique to hide himself.
Е̂ n um а̃
Someone was hurriedly entering while carrying another person on their back.
“Please endure a little longer!”
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It was Baek Yanggi, the Guardian Palace Master of the Heavenly Will Palace.
The person he was carrying was Wi Mucheon, the Heavenly Will Palace Master.
The battle at Baekyang Peak had already ended.
The Guardian Palace Master carefully seated Wi Mucheon against the Secret Box.
Е̄nu ḿ а
“Are you alright?”
Wi Mucheon’s face was pale. His entire body trembled violently as if he were suffering from extreme cold.
“Please remove the protective armor first.”
The Guardian Palace Master removed Wi Mucheon’s outer robe. Beneath it, he was wearing the Ice Dragon Divine Armor.
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When Geom Mugeuk had come here last time, he had seen it.
The Dark Palace Master had gifted the Ice Dragon Divine Armor and the Heavenly Yin Pill—items he had received from a masked man of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult—to the Heavenly Will Palace Master.
Wе̄ b n ӧv eľ Ёńu m а̇
He had given them because the Martial Emperor Divine Sword possessed extremely yang martial arts.
But judging by Wi Mucheon’s current condition, he had been struck by an attack of extreme yin.
The Heavenly Yin Pill and Ice Dragon Divine Armor had instead worsened his injuries.
“The Dark Palace Master betrayed us!”
The Guardian Palace Master regretted that he had failed to notice it sooner.
He had been present the day Wi Mucheon received that gift.
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Although he had suspected something strange, he could not insist because Wi Mucheon trusted the Dark Palace Master. At the time, the Heavenly Will Palace Master had accepted the battle as his fate.
When the Guardian Palace Master removed the Ice Dragon Divine Armor from Wi Mucheon’s body, something fell out from his chest.
It rolled across the floor.
It was a small Secret Box.
Despite his severe injuries, Wi Mucheon struggled to extend his hand to retrieve it.
“Give that to me.”
W еb̆n̊ о̇v ӗ l Ё.n üm̆ а
“You must treat your injuries first.”
“Give it.”
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The Guardian Palace Master picked up the Secret Box from the floor and handed it to Wi Mucheon.
Wi Mucheon grasped it with both hands.
“…If this was how it would be, why did you appear in this world? If you were never going to grant me power in the end, then why?”
Hummm.
Ẁе b n о_v_е ľ E ñ um̆ ӓ
The Secret Box resonated.
Wi Mucheon’s eyes sharpened.
“You called me like this, and yet… Kugh!”
Wi Mucheon vomited blood.
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“Palace Master!”
Watching the scene, Geom Mugeuk realized something.
Е̄n ü.m̈ а .і̌d̆
The Secret Box had responded to him.
After seating him, the Guardian Palace Master began injecting internal energy into Wi Mucheon’s back.
Wooooong.
Even though he infused the energy carefully, Wi Mucheon received a severe shock.
He vomited blood again. His body was truly on the verge of collapse.
“I’ll try again.”
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Wi Mucheon refused the treatment and turned around to sit facing away.
“…The Priestess was right. The Heavenly Will was never with me.”
The Guardian Palace Master lowered his head. He knew that Wi Mucheon’s condition was already beyond recovery.
“This is all my fault.”
He should have stopped it. From the beginning, he should have prevented the war from happening.
That had been the true duty of the Guardian Palace Master.
Е ñ ûṁӑ
And if the Dark Palace Master had ulterior motives, it had also been his duty to uncover them.
“Palace Master Baek, listen carefully to what I say from now on.”
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“Yes, Palace Master.”
Wi Mucheon gazed at the loyal Guardian Palace Master and then held out the bloodstained Secret Box in his hand.
“Take this Secret Box and leave this place.”
The Guardian Palace Master was about to protest, but Wi Mucheon raised his hand to stop him.
Е̃ n̊ üm̀а . î ḋ
“Three hundred years from now, you must achieve the Heavenly Will.”
The Guardian Palace Master did not accept the Secret Box.
“I cannot do that. I am the Guardian Palace Master. Protecting you, Palace Master, is the calling and mission granted to me by heaven.”
Wi Mucheon shook his head.
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“This is my final request.”
At that desperate gaze, the Guardian Palace Master’s face trembled.
Е̂nu m̈а̄ .і d
He knelt and respectfully received the Secret Box.
It was the moment he accepted the divine relic of the Heavenly Will Palace.
Even if he managed to leave with this… could he truly inherit the Heavenly Will? And was such a choice truly the right one?
“Palace Master Baek! There is no time.”
Just as the Guardian Palace Master was about to nod—
A thunderous noise erupted outside.
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BOOM!
It was the sound of the maze formation outside being broken.
There was only one reason the Dark Palace’s formation could be broken so easily.
Someone had told the enemy how to break it.
Soon, three people entered.
The one standing in the center was the Martial Emperor Divine Sword.
Е̇ n̈ ü mа
The two who came with him possessed presences no less overwhelming than his.
Although they entered side by side, they kept a certain distance from each other, as if wary of one another.
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The Guardian Palace Master stepped in front of Wi Mucheon.
‘This is the Dark Palace Master’s doing.’
The traitor must have revealed the method to break the maze formation, allowing them to walk all the way here.
At this moment, the Guardian Palace Master wanted to kill the Dark Palace Master even more than those before him.
Е n̈u̇ṁ а .і̇d
From behind, Wi Mucheon spoke.
“…Step aside.”
The Guardian Palace Master slowly moved to the side.
Wi Mucheon’s gaze first turned toward the Martial Emperor Divine Sword.
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“…How could you do this?”
The extreme yin attack that struck him had not come from the Martial Emperor Divine Sword.
W̌_е̇ b́ n о vе̄l Еn̊ü m а̊
It had come from one of the two men standing beside him.
The duel at Baekyang Peak had been a carefully prepared trap.
The Martial Emperor Divine Sword remained silent, his expression sunken, as if he would not offer any excuses.
Wi Mucheon’s gaze shifted to the man standing to his left.
Clad in a robe as deep red as blood, he radiated a presence more intense than anyone else present. Just looking at him made it hard to breathe.
His identity was—
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“…Cult Leader of the Demonic Cult, you actually interfered in this battle!”
Astonishingly, one of the two men was Hyeok Docheon, the Cult Leader of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult three hundred years ago.
Three hundred years ago, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was different from what it was now.
It was terror itself.
The man who led that cult was Hyeok Docheon.
He was more cruel and ruthless than any previous Cult Leader. Because of that, martial artists did not even dare to speak his name aloud and trembled in fear.
W̄ĕb̄n̆ о̄ v e l Е ńu m ӓ
Seeing the Heavenly Demon from three hundred years ago, Geom Mugeuk was astonished.
He had known the Demonic Cult had intervened, but he had never imagined seeing that man here.
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‘So that’s the Heavenly Demon of this era.’
His appearance was overwhelming.
Even without wind, his hair rose wildly in all directions, and from his eyes flowed a demonic aura so intense it seemed to contain hell itself.
Wi Mucheon’s gaze then turned to the man on the other side.
E ñu m̄ă
He had neatly arranged pure white hair and eyes that carried both loneliness and superiority. His presence was equally extraordinary.
“…And even the Alliance Leader of the Unorthodox Alliance.”
Astonishingly, he was indeed the Alliance Leader of the Unorthodox Alliance.
Geom Mugeuk was as shocked by his identity as he had been by the Cult Leader of the Demonic Cult—perhaps even more so.
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Because he had met that man before.
Joo Ga-shin, the Alliance Leader of the Unorthodox Alliance.
Еn̂ um̊_ä
The owner of the coffin in the underground tomb where Geom Mugeuk had obtained the final bead—whom he had met as a skeleton—now stood before his eyes.
Geom Mugeuk had read Joo Ga-shin’s deeds on the pillar in that underground tomb.
—Together with the Martial Emperor Divine Sword, he destroyed the Heavenly Will Palace.
Indeed, the Alliance Leader of the Unorthodox Alliance, Joo Ga-shin, had killed the Heavenly Will Palace Master alongside the Martial Emperor Divine Sword.
The record had not mentioned the Cult Leader of the Demonic Cult.
Yet here they were—the three of them together.
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Within the Temporal and Spatial Transference Technique, Geom Mugeuk watched the three leaders of the demonic, righteous, and unorthodox paths with deep eyes.
Just as the three leaders would gather in one place three hundred years later—
Three hundred years ago, they had gathered like this as well.
‘So all of you were here that day.’
