Clack!
The bands on the hands of Mumu were known to suppress the power he held as much as possible.
Gooooo!
‘W-what is this…’
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 him off with the energy layered onto his hand, but he couldn’t shake off Mumu’s body, let alone scratch him. It was due to his power which was different from before.
‘His strength is…’
It was quite palpable. This sudden change was an unexpected surprise even for Yang Muoh. And he clearly realized.
‘If I don’t defeat him, I cannot even control him.’
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 couldn’t bring out his full power in this body, but there was no problem handling a Heart Sword.
‘Heart Sword!’
The sword was literally something made of a person’s 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 Mumu’s heart, and all the internal organs too.
A strong will which will happen—
‘Heart Sword Killing!’
To kill the opponent.
Slashhhh!
The moment his strong will was used, Yang Muoh’s thoughts spread out in all directions. The floor in the cave cracked, and the ceiling now had scars of swords too.
‘Die!’
Yang Muoh glared at Mumu.
But—
“What does this mean?”
‘!?’
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.
“How is the Heart Sword like….”
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.
“Isn’t what you are talking about the sword of will or something?”
“What?”
“There doesn’t seem to be any reason to think that a sword which doesn’t exist exists.”
‘!!!!’
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 didn’t exist and denied its presence from just that.
This wasn’t just denial.
‘Does this mean that he has a stronger will to deny my thoughts?’
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 one’s will, the clearer the sword. However, it being offset right now meant that Mumu was as close to his level of strength.
‘A vessel on which my Heart Sword doesn’t work…’
Yang Muoh’s lips twitched in delight. This was now completely different.
He tried to recover this vessel by going past the body’s limit, but a new anomaly happened right here. It seemed like the growth of Mumu was in a different direction.
“This is the best.”
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,
“I will back off today and my alter ego in the near future you will be on all four…”
It was then.
“Who said you can leave?”
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 Muoh’s eyes shook.
‘This is?’
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 Mumu’s fist.
Bublge!
The veins on the face of Yang Muoh turned black. It was him destroying the body. In an instant, Yang Muoh’s skin cracked and his body was about to explode.
At that moment, Mumu’s fist came across the teeth.
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Mumu’s 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.
“… Ha.”
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.
‘Are you really going to become a god like being?’
It was difficult to express this even to the extent that human limits weren’t a topic anymore. He had the power to bring forth disaster.
He really seemed invincible.
Gulp!
Mumu said to him while he was unable to say a word,
“Is your body fine?”
At that question, Kang Mui barely came to his senses and nodded his head.
“I am fine.”
But—
‘… Muoh’
Yang Muoh’s 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 wasn’t 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.
“We need to find him before he does anything.”
With the power of Mumu, he might have a chance against it. In front of his eyes, he saw the Heart Sword didn’t work on Mumu.
“If not he will target those with the plaques one way or another. Talking about that bastard’s vessel.”
“Yes.”
Mumu nodded as if he agreed. The only problem was that they didn’t 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 member’s body and killed the clan leader.
‘But he took Yang Muoh and Ho Gye-rang lightly.’
Before dying, the clan leader was mumbling something with a smile on his lips. It was about a certain location.
[Mount Bo… Mount Bo…]
He was clearly saying it. Yang Muoh noticed this before he died and tried to convey it to Kang Mui.
“I don’t know if this is correct, but Ho Gye-rang and Yang Muoh said something before they died.”
“Location?”
“Yes. I think that’s where the Great Guardian is.”
“Where is it?”
“If I understood it right, it should be called Mount Bo.”
Mount Bo, was a mountain of canyons in the west of Yunnan.
The southernmost tip of Gansu province at a huge hidden cavity—
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 tilted their heads back. Some of them clutched their heads like they hurt and some furrowed it.
Then they all mumbled the same thing.
“I am hit.”
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 boy’s forehead—
‘!?’
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,
“What happened?”
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.
“Why are you bleeding?”
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.
“… It seems that his one punch dealt a direct hit to the soul.”
“Direct hit to the soul? Is that possible?”
“It 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.”
“I agree with it.”
Muil nodded in agreement.
They saw the same things, shared the same soul, emotions, and memories, so they knew each other’s pain and thoughts without having to talk.
“I need to join the vessel.”
“Since the power of the vessel is over what we have, there is no way to subdue it unless we have the best body.”
“I agree. The collection of the vessels is done, and Muil, me, the best, is here.”
“I get it..”
“It seems like a moderate amount of strength would be needed.”
At those words, the middle-aged man who was under the podium came up.
“If you take someone with a kid called Mu, then it has to be done with his mind being collapsed.”
The woman next to him heard it.
“Take down those related to Mu, the royal inspector Yu Jin-sung.”
The old man next to him continued.
“In the academy there is Yu Jin-hyuk, and there is the adoptive father who took after Mu.”
At that, Muil smiled.
“Aside from that, we can continue to put pressure on Mu, it seems like gnawing away at his mind will be easy.”
“Even I, who is the best, agrees to this.”
“We agree!!!!”
The 200 people said the same thing. It was terrifying to see them saying the same thing with the same expression.
The one with the best body, stood up and said,
“Everyone agrees so it will be as I planned…”
Grrrr!
‘!?’
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 appeared—
It was Mumu.
Crack!
Mumu lightly cleared his throat and gestured toward the one in the throne and said,
“Who said you could do what you wanted?”