The bands on the hands of Mumu were known to suppress the power he held as much as possible.
Gooooo!
âW-what is thisâŠâ
Flinch
At that moment, Yang Muoh felt a tremendous sense of intimidation beyond imagination, and he took his hand off of Mumu and tried to back off.
And Mumu grabbed his head.
Clench!
Embarrassed, Yang Muoh tried to shake off this with the energy layered onto his hand but he couldnât shake off Mumuâs body, let alone scratch him. It was his power which was different from before.
âHis strength isâŠâ
It was quite palpable. This sudden change was an unexpected surprise even for Yang Muoh. And he clearly realized.
âIf I donât defeat him, I cannot even control him.â
In the meantime, the goal was to take back the vessel without taking much damage, and Yang Muoh who guessed it would be impossible changed his method.
He couldnât bring out his full power in this body, but there was no problem handling a Heart Sword.
âHeart Sword!â
The sword was literally something made of a personâs will. Therefore, regardless of what body he took over, it consumed a lot of mental power to be used. Yang Muoh stretched his hand towards Mumu, and with a strong intention and will, he drew the image of cutting up Mumuâs heart, and all the internal organs too.
A strong will which will happenâ
âHeart Sword Killing!â
To kill the opponent.
Slashhhh!
The moment his strong will was used, Yang Muohâs thoughts spread out in all directions. The floor on the cave cracked, and the ceiling now had scars of swords too.
âDie!â
Yang Muoh glared at Mumu.
Butâ
âWhat does this mean?â
â!?â
Mumu just stood there. His insides should have been torn apart by the sword and the pain should have been too much to bear.
However, he raised an eyebrow and made an expression asking what all this was, and Yang Muoh was extremely confused.
âHow is the Heart Sword likeâŠ.â
He should have used the Heart Sword in its most supreme state. The Heart Sword was supposed to break down everything it touched.
So how could this man not have an expression of extreme agony at the moment? To which, Mumu said nothing.
âIsnât what you are talking about the sword of will or something?â
âWhat?â
âThere doesnât seem to be any reason to think that a sword which doesnât exist exists.â
â!!!!â
The moment Yang Muoh heard that, he thought this was absurd. The Heart Sword, the sword of will, was nothing but an existence, a vision of will. But the guy strongly believed that this sword didnât exist and denied its presence from just that.
This wasnât just denial.
âDid you mean that he has a stronger will to deny my thoughts?â
He was now very embarrassed.
This guy in front of him was Mumu, a guy with no martial arts skill within and a perfect body.
However, with his natural talent, Mumu had his own way to offset the sword, which he had struggled to learn over a long period of time.
The more powerful oneâs will, the clearer the sword. However, it being offset right now meant that Mumu was as close to his level of strength.
âA vessel on which my Heart Sword doesnât workâŠâ
Yang Muohâs lips twitched in delight. This was now completely different.
He tried to recover this vessel by going past the bodyâs limit, but a new anomaly happened right here. It seemed like the growth of Mumu was in a different direction.
âThis is the best.â
Yang Muoh admitted to it. That body, like this, was the kind of body he wanted.
This made him want Mumu more.
Yang Muoh laughed and said,
âI will back off today and my alter ego in the near future you will be on all fourâŠâ
It was then.
âWho said you can leave?â
Kwang!
In an instant, Mumu closed the distance and was right in front of Yang Muoh. He reached right ahead of his nose, but Yang Muoh who decided to leave continued to avoid.
Mumu clenched his fist and pulled it in, and at that moment Yang Muohâs eyes shook.
âThis is?â
The moment Mumu pulled his fist, he could see the space distorting. As soon as Yang Muoh saw it, he judged this to be something he had to avoid at all costs.
Therefore, Yang Muoh chose to destroy his own body rather than being hit by Mumuâs fist.
Bublge!
The veins on the face of Yang Muoh turned black. It was him destroying the body. In an instant, Yang Muohâs skin cracked and his body was about to explode.
At that moment, Mumuâs fist came across the teeth.
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Mumuâs fist hit up, and the body of Yang Muoh, which should have exploded, destroyed the entire ceiling of the underground area.
When the aftermath was over, half the ceiling of the cavity was blown through and bright sunlight came in.
â⊠Ha.â
Kang Mui was at a loss of words at this sight. The location they were in was far below the ground. But before he knew it, he could see the blue sky, and the sun too.
He literally blew through all of that.
âAre you really going to become a god like being?â
It was difficult to express this even to the extent that human limits werenât a topic anymore. He had the power to bring in disaster.
He really seemed invincible.
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Gulp!
Mumu said to him while he was unable to say a word,
âIs your body fine?â
At that question, Kang Mui barely came to his senses and nodded his head.
âI am fine.â
Butâ
â⊠Muohâ
Yang Muohâs body was now just blood. He refused to be controlled by it and now he lost his life. It was a pitiful sight to see.
Clench!
Strangely he felt anger.
It wasnât because he was close to Yang Muoh, but it was the situation which made him angry. The reality was that the reason they were born was to be of use to someone.
And seeing Yang Muoh dead, it all became too real. Looking at the traces of Yang Muoh, who had turned into a puddle of blood, Kang Mui expressed his anger.
âWe need to find him before he does anything.â
With the power of Mumu, he might have a chance against it. In front of his eyes, he saw the Heart Sword which didnât work on Mumu.
âIf not he will target those with the plaques one way or another. Talking about that bastardâs vessel.â
âYes.â
Mumu nodded as if he agreed. The only problem was that they didnât know where he was.
Kang Mui believed that of anyone in the clan, one of the clan leaders would know, but the one person who might have had that information had died.
Perhaps to prevent this, the man had appeared from his own clan memberâs body and killed the clan leader.
âBut he took Yang Muoh and Ho Gye-rang lightly.â
Before dying, the clan leader was mumbling something with a smile on his lips. It was about a certain location.
[Mount Bo⊠Mount BoâŠ]
He was clearly saying it. Yang Muoh noticed this before he died and tried to convey it to Kang Mui.
âI donât know if this is correct, but Ho Gye-rang and Yang Muoh said something before they died.â
âLocation?â
âYes. I think thatâs where the Great Guardian is.â
âWhere is it?â
âIf I understood it right, it should be called Mount Bo.â
Mount Bo, was a mountain of canyons in the west of Yunnan.
The southernmost tip of Gansu province at a huge hidden cavityâ
Wheik!
There was something shining in the dark, torches hanging from the wall. In this common center, there was a place where 200 people were seated with eyes closed.
And though the people were of all ages, their facial expressions were similar. It felt like they were all seeing the same thing.
For a while, the entire cavity was silent. And in an instant it broke down.
Pat!
A hundred people opened their eyes and titled their heads back. Some of them clutched their heads like they hurt and some furrowed it.
Then they all mumbled the same thing
âI am hit.â
As more than 200 people said the same thing, the cavity resounded, and those who had the same expressions now had bizarre ones.
The lips turned to a smile and eyes too. A huge seat like one that belonged to a throne room rose, and a long faced boy who looked around 18 years old sat there.
Drip
The moment drops of blood flowed from the boyâs foreheadâ
â!?â
The eyes of the 200 people or so turned serious. It could be said that it was the central figure with 40% of the soul. And then someone next to the 18 year old boy said,
âWhat happened?â
The question was asked by a young man in his early twenties, but the young man was Muil.
The boy on the throne wiped the blood off with his hand.
âWhy are you bleeding?â
The one in the form of Muil asked, and the reason for it was simple.
Obviously at the last moment, everyone saw the same thing, everyone felt something.
It could be said the soul sharing caused the pain. However, the boy in the seat took the direct hit.
â⊠It seems that his one punch dealt a direct hit to the soul.â
âDirect hit to the soul? Is that possible?â
âIt is not a matter of possibility. To have completely surpassed the intended vessel to have another strong one to replace it, the best physical body.â
âI agree with it.â
Muil nodded in agreement.
They saw the same things, shared the soul, emotions, and memories, so they knew each otherâs pain and thoughts without having to talk.
âI need to join the vessel.â
âSince the power of the vessel is over what we have, there is no way to subdue it unless we have the best body.â
âI agree. The collection of the vessels is done, and Muil, me, the best, is here.â
âI get it..â
âIt seems like a moderate amount of strength would be needed.â
At those words, the middle-aged man who was under the podium came up.
âIf you take someone with a kid called Mu, then it has to be done with his mind being collapsed.â
The woman next to him heard it.
âTake down those related to Mu, the royal inspector Yu Jin-sung.â
The old man next to him continued.
âIn the academy there is Yu Jin-hyuk, and there is the adoptive father who took after Mu.â
At that, Muil smiled.
âAside from that, we can continue to put pressure on Mu, it seems like gnawing away at his mind will be easy.â
âEven I, who is the best, agrees to this.â
âWe agree!!!!â
The 200 people said the same thing. It was terrifying to see them saying the same thing with the same expression.
The one with best body, stood up and said,
âEveryone agrees so it will be as I plannedâŠâ
Grrrr!
â!?â
Kwaang!
That was before the words were finished. The place shook, and someone landed on the floor which was pierced in.
Bang!
Nearly ten cracks were below the person who landed with both feet upright.
Everyone turned there in an instant, and as the dust disappeared, the eyes of about 200 people changed.
The one who appearedâ
It was Mumu.
Crack!
Mumu lightly cleared his throat and gestured toward the one in the throne and said,