Chapter 809: I’m Someone with Drunken Fits
To the Dark Palace Master’s words that he would kill everyone Geom Mugeuk knew, the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme replied.
“Wouldn’t that include you as well?”
When the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme revealed her aura, the Drunken Demon and the Demonic Buddha glanced at each other.
Both of them understood. The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme wanted to fight the Dark Palace Master.
The Demonic Buddha slowly walked forward and stood in front of the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress. It meant that he would protect her, so they could fight freely.
The Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress moved her steps beside Gaye.
Gaye silently stared at the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress. She understood. Even here, the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress was trying to save her. Since the Demon Supremes would protect her anyway, if she stayed close like this, she would probably survive along with them.
‘You… why are you trying so hard to save me? I lured you into a trap.’
She must have read the emotions contained in her gaze, yet the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress only looked worriedly at the Dark Palace Master and the Demon Supremes.
The Drunken Demon and the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme stood side by side.
“Let’s properly fight once more.”
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme felt grateful to the two Demon Supremes. No matter how diligently she had trained, she was still young, so compared to the other Demon Supremes she lacked real combat experience.
Even so, they acknowledged her as one of the Demon Supremes. Even in a battle against the Dark Palace Master.
She gave a light greeting to the Drunken Demon, and also greeted the Demonic Buddha standing behind them. This journey was becoming the opportunity that would firmly establish her as one of the Demon Supremes.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme slowly exhaled, as if blowing out a breath.
Hooouu.
Her breath spread into the darkness.
Sounds could be heard within that breath. The sound of human sighs, the sound of people screaming, the cries of sorrow, the cackling laughter—every sort of human sound was contained within that breath.
As the silent space filled with the sounds of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure, the surrounding air changed.
The Demonic Buddha emitted a radiant light from his body, illuminating the dark space. As the darkness faded, even the stars lost their light.
The Drunken Demon released a powerful Liquor Qi, intoxicating the night sky itself.
When the three Demon Supremes simultaneously released their energies, the atmosphere of the place changed.
But as if declaring that he was the master of this place, the Dark Palace Master raised his index finger into the air.
At that moment, the positions of the surrounding stars changed.
Shhk shhk shhk shhk shhk shhk shhk.
As if saying that if the positions of the stars changed then naturally the places they stood would change as well, all the surrounding energy that the Demon Supremes had painstakingly altered vanished. They were standing in a different place.
Just from this single move, one could feel how extraordinary the Dark Palace Master was within this space.
Of course, the Demon Supremes were not the type to lose spirit because of that.
“In the earlier fight, Soul Reaper watched my back. This time, I will take the supporting role.”
When the Drunken Demon yielded the first strike, the Dark Palace Master provoked the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme.
“You’re sending her ahead because you’re afraid of dying.”
That provocation did not work on the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme. Instead, it gave her an opening to counterattack.
“Is that coming from someone who sacrificed countless subordinates and only crawled out now?”
Her words were direct and rough. She preferred provoking opponents with blatant insults.
“You ugly old man. It’s time you paid the price for aging so poorly.”
The Dark Palace Master’s eyes sank coldly. He had decided to fight with dignity, showing authority and fear only before the Demon Supremes. But he had forgotten one thing.
“You damned Demon Supremes all resemble that man.”
“That is an honor for me.”
Flash.
One of the floating stars suddenly shone and then dropped toward her at terrifying speed.
Shiiiiiiik.
It was the same level of powerful force that had pushed the Drunken Demon back several steps in the first attack.
Just as the energy was about to fall upon her—
Shuruk.
A pattern appeared in the air and swallowed the incoming force.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme’s **Soul-Origin Reversal Transmission Art** had activated, redirecting the attack elsewhere.
At the same time, a pattern appeared beside the Dark Palace Master, and the force burst out from there.
Boom!
The Dark Palace Master thrust out his hand and blocked the very attack he had launched. His body trembled from the shock, but he did not move even a single step. It was proof of how deep his internal energy was.
Shuuuuuk!
This time, three stars flew toward her simultaneously.
Another pattern formed in the air. But although three stars were flying in, there was only one pattern.
KWAANG! BOOM! KWAANG!
Three explosions rang out consecutively.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme sent one back again, while the Drunken Demon and the Demonic Buddha blocked the other two. They each released palm force to stop the attacks.
While using the Soul-Origin Reversal Transmission Art, the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme did not shout for the other two to block the remaining forces. She simply trusted that they would.
And the Drunken Demon and the Demonic Buddha lived up to that trust.
The Drunken Demon even went a step further.
The moment he blocked the force, he rushed toward the Dark Palace Master. When it came to charging forward, no one could match the Drunken Demon.
In a flash, he was already thrusting his dagger toward the Dark Palace Master.
Whoosh.
Without a single sound of wind, the distance between them instantly widened.
The Dark Palace Master, who had been right before his eyes, was now far away like a tiny dot.
The Dark Palace Master was freely shrinking and expanding this night-sky space he had created.
The Drunken Demon cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted.
“Old man! If you go too far away, you’ll get lost!”
Though the Drunken Demon mocked him, his eyes were cautious. The move just displayed was no shallow trick. The man truly moved as if folding space itself.
“There’s no chance of winning here. We need to tear this place open and get out.”
Everyone agreed with the Demonic Buddha’s words.
But that would not be easy. The wall of darkness was incomparably strong, and even if they managed to break through it together, the Dark Palace Master would never simply watch.
Whoosh.
The Dark Palace Master crossed the space again and approached to within about ten steps.
“You can only leave if you die.”
At that moment, the Dark Palace Master suddenly felt something unnatural about his body.
Before he knew it, red threads had bound his arms, shoulders, and legs. He looked like a puppet controlled by strings.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme had used the **Blood Thread Puppet Art (血絲人形術)**.
His arm jerked upward. One arm went up, the other down.
The mighty Dark Palace Master was reduced to a ridiculous posture.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme had not used the Blood Thread Puppet Art to humiliate him, nor because she believed she could control him indefinitely. Her internal energy was insufficient for that.
She used it because she trusted the intelligence of the person fighting beside her.
Indeed, the Drunken Demon was already rushing toward him. After gaining great enlightenment regarding footwork during this expedition, the Drunken Demon’s movement was incomparable to before.
The Drunken Demon did not miss this opportunity. That brief moment when the man could not properly move his body.
Shiiiiik.
His dagger was already flying toward the Dark Palace Master’s heart.
Puak!
Blood sprayed into the air.
“Ah!”
The one who screamed was the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress, who had been watching the battle.
Everyone froze with shocked expressions.
The blood scattered in the air belonged to the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme.
The Drunken Demon and the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme stared at each other.
The dagger had cut the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme’s shoulder. Just before the dagger pierced the heart, the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme and the Dark Palace Master had swapped places.
The Dark Palace Master stood where she had been and smiled while looking at them.
He had used one of his secret arts, the **Dark Heaven Position-Swap Art**.
If the dagger’s direction had not been twisted at the last moment, it would not have been her shoulder but her heart that was pierced. In that split second, he had seen not fear but delight in the Dark Palace Master’s eyes, and instinctively changed the direction.
The Drunken Demon’s heart sank.
Truly, he had never seen such demonic martial arts before.
If such an art could be used freely, how could anyone possibly kill him?
“Soul Reaper, are you alright?”
“Yes.”
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme nodded to the Drunken Demon with an expression that truly seemed fine and pressed the pressure point on her shoulder to stop the bleeding.
The Drunken Demon turned toward the Dark Palace Master with a grin.
“Oh? So you were over there? Getting drunk and charging at our side! See, this is why drunkards are no good.”
Watching them, Gaye spoke quietly.
“As long as the **Greed Annihilation Art** continues, that man’s internal energy is practically infinite.”
Everyone heard her words.
“Someone outside must force everyone on this ship to disembark and stop the Greed Annihilation Art. If that happens… we might have a chance.”
The Dark Palace Master no longer called her a traitor.
Rather, it was as if this indifference was the greatest punishment he could give her.
After finishing her words, Gaye stood there expressionlessly.
The man she had followed all her life now stood before her as an enemy. Could a person’s fate truly change like this in just one day? Should it change like this?
While Gaye was speaking, another martial art was unleashed.
It was the martial art of the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme, who had nearly died moments ago. With experts of this level, martial arts were unleashed in the blink of an eye.
Patterns filled the space around the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme and the Dark Palace Master. Around her, around him, and stretching between them like a path.
The next moment—
Whoosh.
She stood before a single door.
**Heart–Soul Direct Connection.**
She had used a Soul Reaping technique that entered directly into the opponent’s mind.
Attempting to directly reap the soul of a master like the Dark Palace Master was an extremely dangerous endeavor.
But her most powerful martial art was ultimately the Soul Reaping Art that controlled the opponent’s mind. To win this battle, she had no choice.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme opened the door and entered.
Inside was an empty room.
She entered another door in that room. The next room was also empty.
These rooms were places where one could see the memories of the person subjected to the Soul Reaping Art. Not just any memories—only the happiest moments. By using those happiest moments, one could control the opponent.
Each time she opened a door, she traveled further back in time.
The next room was empty as well.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme had used countless Soul Reaping Arts before, but she had never seen rooms this empty.
She passed through the door of old age, then middle age, and entered the door of youth.
But even the happiest memory of his youth was empty.
How could this be?
When she opened the final door, a single memory was there.
She saw the Dark Palace Master as a child, together with someone. The young Dark Palace Master looked up at that person and was smiling brightly.
The person stood with their back turned, so she could not see who it was.
In his entire life, this was the only pleasant memory in his heart.
Perhaps this had been the first and last time he had ever smiled so innocently.
Just as the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme approached to see the man standing with his back turned—
The eyes of the child Dark Palace Master, who had been looking up at the man, suddenly moved and looked directly at her.
“!”
It was the first time a memory inside a mind had moved on its own.
The moment a sinister feeling surged, the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme immediately turned and ran back the way she had come.
As she passed each room, the doors slammed shut by themselves.
Bang! Bang!
She instinctively knew that if she was trapped inside a room, she would never escape. That would mean the failure of the Soul Reaping Art—and deviation from Qi.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Doors closing one after another.
She ran as fast as she could, barely escaping the final room—
Her eyes snapped open.
Crack.
The patterns connecting the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme and the Dark Palace Master shattered.
Gulp.
She forcibly swallowed the blood rising from within.
The Soul Reaping Art had failed.
“Who was that person?”
At her question, the Dark Palace Master’s face twitched. Was it anger that his inner heart had been exposed?
A powerful dark aura erupted from his body.
Seven of the stars in the night sky began to shine.
**Northern Dipper Calamity Destruction.**
Those seven stars filled the space and poured down toward the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme.
Swaaaaaaaak!
It was an attack incomparable to the earlier ones. It was so wide and fast that there was no space to evade.
She raised her **Protective Energy** to the limit, but this was a situation where internal injuries were unavoidable.
At that moment, the Demonic Buddha’s voice sounded from behind.
“This place is nice and spacious.”
His fingers had already formed a hand seal.
**Demon-Palm Annihilation Seal!**
A gigantic **Blood Buddha** rose up in the middle of the night sky.
The seven incoming forces slammed into the Blood Buddha.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
All the forces flying toward the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme were blocked by the Blood Buddha’s body.
A gigantic palm descended toward the Dark Palace Master.
KUAANG!
Normally it would have been impossible to evade the Blood Buddha’s palm in that space, but the Dark Palace Master stretched the space and escaped far away.
The Drunken Demon judged that they could not drag this out any longer.
They had to decide the battle before their internal energy was further consumed.
While distance separated them, the Drunken Demon pulled out his unique weapon, the **Blood Calabash**, from his waist. It was the first time he had taken out the Blood Calabash since boarding the ship.
“Be careful. I’m someone with drunken fits.”
When he infused his unique internal energy into the gourd-shaped Blood Calabash, it vibrated and emitted a pure white light.
The Drunken Demon’s unique martial art—Wine God Arts.
The final cup.
**Wine God’s Drunken Frenzy.**
The Drunken Demon opened the Blood Calabash and gulped down the liquor inside.
Black Liquor Qi began to flicker from his body, and pure white drunken energy flowed from his eyes.
“Oh, I’m getting drunk!”
The Drunken Demon pulled out his dagger and swung it through the air, acting drunk.
“Who dares block my path! Move aside!”
Seeing this, the Dark Palace Master unleashed another martial art.
“I’ll make you even more dizzy!”
**Dark Heaven Revolving Star.**
This time, the stars surrounding them began rotating.
As if the sky itself had gone mad, the stars spun violently.
Whiiiiiiii.
It was so dizzying that the Sky Flower Pavilion Mistress and Gaye collapsed on the spot.
The Drunken Demon, who had been rushing toward the Dark Palace Master, staggered and ran in another direction. It was not simply that the surroundings were spinning. A dark current that stole away one’s mind was swirling together with it.
“Am I drunk? Or is the world drunk? The world’s spinning like crazy!”
Though he spoke leisurely, the Drunken Demon was anxious. He had to reach that bastard before the effect of the Blood Calabash—his strongest move—disappeared.
The Demonic Buddha calmed his mind with palms joined, but even so he could not attack the Dark Palace Master through this dizziness.
As the power of the Dark Heaven Revolving Star increased, the stars spun even faster.
Amidst this, the Dark Palace Master’s voice thundered through the space.
“The ones killing you are yourselves. Your arrogance for walking into this trap even while knowing it was one.”
Dark energy began gathering in the Dark Palace Master’s hand.
“I will show it to the Young Cult Leader. Your deaths!”
Everyone was dizzy and unable to regain their senses.
But there was one exception.
The Soul Reaper Demon Supreme pretended to be dizzy, yet her eyes shone sharply.
‘You dare spin the world when I’m here?’
The spiral pattern was the symbol of the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme.
This dizziness only made her stronger.
Within this insane whirl, she felt peace and comfort.
She raised her internal power to the extreme. She even drew in the energy of the Dark Heaven Revolving Star and turned it into her own strength.
After gathering that power—
Whoosh.
Her Soul Reaping Art activated.
But the target of the Soul Reaping Art was not the Dark Palace Master.
Astonishingly—
The person she targeted with the Soul Reaping Art was the Drunken Demon.
—Please do not reject me!