Yeon Woo Jin had already closed the distance before Ma Ryang realized it.The moment he tried to strike, his body rejected the thought.A sticky unease gnawed at him—an instinct that said he must not attack.“What the hell! Why is my body like this?”No matter how he racked his brain, Ma Ryang couldn’t understand why his body refused him.Watching him, Yeon Woo Jin let out a faint chuckle.The body was honest.It remembered who its master was.Or rather, it remembered the pain.Yeon Woo Jin spoke to him.“Shall I see your skill after such a long time? Come at me with your full strength. That’s an order.”An order?What the hell did he mean, giving him an order?At that instant, his body, which hadn’t obeyed, suddenly grew light.No, not only light—brimming with vitality.The spasming flow of inner qi surged throughout his frame, overflowing with power.That made it all the more disorienting.The moment he heard the word “order,” his condition improved.How was he supposed to take that?“Ah! This place is cramped—shall we go outside?”Ma Ryang’s expression twisted.Wasn’t this brat mocking him outright?Grinding the thought of crushing that damned face into paste into his heart, he nodded.“Fine. Let’s go out.” ****One man watched the looming clash between Yeon Woo Jin and Ma Ryang with a tense, uneasy face.It was No Seon Ryong.The Hell Darkness Emperor against the grandson of the Martial Deity Heaven Lord.Which side should he favor?The question didn’t linger.Yeon Woo Jin, without doubt.If peril approached Woo Jin, he swore he would aid him without hesitation.His face taut with nerves, he fixed his gaze on the two.The two men faced one another.Yeon Woo Jin crooked a finger.“Come.”That gesture stung Ma Ryang’s pride.Now that his body moved as he wished, there was nothing left to restrain him.Kwooooh—A storm-like aura burst from Ma Ryang’s frame.“You whelp! I’ll kill you!”Taat—He launched from the ground, surging toward Yeon Woo Jin.Pang—papapang—Each punch made the air explode, distorting space itself.His fists lashed at such speed they were invisible to the eye.Yet none struck their target.“Damn it!”Frustration boiled.Why wouldn’t they land?Realizing bare fists would never do, Ma Ryang leapt back.He thrust out his hand—summoning with Telekinetic Seizure the Hell Demon Flame Blade that rested at his side.Shwiiik—The blade flew to his grip.The crimson-stained steel gave the illusion it could conjure hellfire «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» at any moment.Oooong—The blade trembled in his grasp, then began to glow red.His eyes flushed crimson, his body seething with dense killing intent.His ultimate technique, the Hell Heavenly Severing Blade, was about to unfold.“I admit it. Forcing me to bring this out…”Yeon Woo Jin smiled.“So you forgot everything else, but not martial arts.”“One last question. You seem to know me well… what was I to you?”Yeon Woo Jin smirked.“Just come. Then you’ll know naturally.”Naturally come to know?What did that mean?Truthfully, he was curious.Was he truly the Hell Darkness Emperor?Yet someone had appeared who knew him.Relief welled.Yes, he truly was the Hell Darkness Emperor.“I won’t kill you. You’ll live—so you can tell me who I am.”Clutching his blade, Ma Ryang charged again.Hwoong—hwoong—hwoong—Each slash spewed torrents of crimson sword-force toward Yeon Woo Jin.Dozens, slicing like tofu through solid stone, closed in on him from all directions.No escape.Despite saying he would not kill, this was an executioner’s strike.But Ma Ryang had his own confidence.“I don’t believe a man could die to merely this!”Indeed.He knew such an attack alone wouldn’t suffice.He recognized Yeon Woo Jin as a true master and struck with all he had.And his intuition was correct.Yeon Woo Jin batted aside the sword-qi as though on a casual stroll, walking through.Ma Ryang’s chest tightened.He hadn’t meant for his attack to be brushed off so easily.At least he had expected a grimace, a hint of strain.But there was none.Yeon Woo Jin flicked away his sword-force as though swatting gnats, then halted.“You’ve grown weaker.”Weaker?Had they fought before?“This is your best? Disappointing.”Disappointing?His teeth ground.“I… I held back so as not to kill you. That ends now.”“Yes, do that. Strike me with the intent to kill. Only then can you satisfy me.”Satisfy?As if he were some child’s toy.No—he would show him.Kwoooo—Flap, flap—A storm of qi blasted from Ma Ryang, his garments snapping in the gale.“Enough! I don’t care who I am anymore! I’ll kill you!”Crack—He gripped his blade so hard bone creaked and hurled himself at Woo Jin.But far from tense, Yeon Woo Jin’s lips curled in satisfaction.“Now this might be worthwhile.”Unarmed, yet he stood to receive the full might of Ma Ryang’s blade?Arrogance!He would cut that arm clean through.He struck, a mountain of force crashing down.Boom—Craack—He knew he had landed the cut, yet Yeon Woo Jin’s form rippled and vanished.“Damn it! An Illusory Body Substitution?”Ma Ryang whipped his head, seeking the real one.Tok tok—A tap on his shoulder.“Faster.”“Bastard!”Toying with him?“Die!”He slashed backward.But Yeon Woo Jin wasn’t there.As his blade halted, its tip grew heavy.Sarak—Yeon Woo Jin stood perched on the edge of the Hell Demon Flame Blade.“You’ve weakened indeed. Proof you haven’t trained at all. When your mind clears, be prepared.”Weakened?He was a powerhouse at the Ninth Level of the Manifestation Realm!Yet this youth toyed with him.“Damn you! Get down!”Pang—Ma Ryang hurled force along the blade.Woo Jin vaulted into the air, and Ma Ryang grinned.“Let’s see you dodge this aloft! Haaat! Ten-Thousand Linked Thousand-Rending Blades!”Hwoong hwoong hwoong—The blade blurred beyond vision, loosing a storm of qi strands that wove into a net around Woo Jin.Unavoidable.Even on the ground, impossible to evade—how in the air?“Die as you are! Hahaha!”Ma Ryang exulted.The fool had underestimated him and grown careless.But then his eyes widened.Sarak—sarak—“Impossible… that can’t be real…”Woo Jin was weaving through the net in midair as though strolling a garden path.Even leisurely, he dodged each densely packed strand.Such movement aloft?Impossible for a human.Even the Martial Deity Heaven Lord could not.And yet Woo Jin not only dodged—he calmly swatted aside some attacks mid-step.Ma Ryang’s jaw dropped.Even his ultimate assault meant nothing.All that remained was his final move, Hell Heaven-Annihilation.But even if he unleashed it, could he prevail?Doubt clouded his head.Should he retreat?Then—“So you won’t go as far as Hell Heaven-Annihilation.”The man judged him exactly.It struck him.From the beginning—when he mocked him as weaker—Woo Jin had known.The youth had always been stronger.Tuut—Landing lightly, Yeon Woo Jin looked at him.“Enough.”In the same breath, he closed the gap.Startled, Ma Ryang tried to leap away—too late.Papapat—Woo Jin struck his pressure points in a blur.His body froze.Wide eyes trembling, he stared.Woo Jin spoke calmly.“Don’t be so tense. You’ll feel better soon.”Better?Yet strangely, those words soothed him.A warmth wrapped around him, a trust that made him want to surrender everything and sleep.Then his eyes flew open and his body convulsed.“Khhk!”Blood trickled from his seven orifices.At the same time, a chilling voice rang out.“Trying to free his mind? Not allowed. That, I won’t permit.”Yeon Woo Jin turned.There stood a figure cloaked head to toe in black.A long cloth hung over his face, marked with the character Illusion.Seeing Ma Ryang writhe, fury ignited in Woo Jin.That black-clad thing was the source of his torment.Paah—Woo Jin blurred forward, seizing him.But when he looked—only a strip of black cloth lay in his grasp.“You thought you could catch me? Impossible.”Woo Jin’s pupils turned wholly black.He fixed his gaze on the black-robed man far ahead, then suddenly lunged at a nearby tree.Craack—crash—The trunk split and toppled, blood splattering to the ground.The black-robed man reappeared, voice shaken.“Incredible. You actually found me. A human who can wound me….”Disbelief tinged his tone.“You… you’re no ordinary man. Are you a demon?”“Heh… astonishing. Truly astonishing.”“And I’m surprised as well. To slip to my side unseen….”“If another claimed it, I’d laugh, but you—I accept it. A human like you exists… It seems I must return quickly.”“You mean to report me?”“Yes. You’re dangerous. Were it up to me, I’d kill you now…”The figure hesitated, then sighed.“…But humiliating as it is, I cannot. So I’ll withdraw. To leave your fate to one stronger than I.”“You think I’ll let you leave?”“Terrifying. Truly terrifying. To feel fear of a human… ha. But you must let me go. Unless you want that man to die.”“What?”“Ha ha ha. The Exploding Worm in his head has awakened. Soon his skull will burst.”Woo Jin’s face hardened—he flashed to Ma Ryang’s side.“Tch. I’ll be scolded for this. The master’s favorite toy, ruined… Will they believe me?”His voice, heavy with dread, began to fade.But a chill flared.He twisted violently aside—Puchak—“Khuhhk!”Pain seared—his gaze dropped. His arm lay severed on the ground, blood gushing.“I told you. I won’t let you go.”Yeon Woo Jin, eyes wholly black, fixed him with a predator’s stare.Terror swallowed him.The severed limb wasn’t the issue.He had to escape.That was his only thought.

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