In fact, as Yeon-woo stated at the beginning, he had no desire to fight with the Martial King. No matter how great the Martial King was, since he had not achieved exuviation and transcendence, he would be no match for Yeon-woo. Moreover, as long as he was ‘subordinated’ to this world and subjected to the restrictions of all entities within a universe, the Martial King could not surpass Yeon-woo.

However, Yeon-woo did not want to see the others see the Martial King being defeated, so Yeon-woo had avoided conflict as much as possible.

‘Still.’ There was one thing that Yeon-woo had overlooked about his own resolve. ‘I’m curious.’

After all, before becoming the Black King, Yeon-woo was a martial artist by trade. Although he learned martial arts to avenge his younger brother, he found the craft fun, so he was able to develop to where he was now. Moreover, after the Martial King was annihilated, Yeon-woo used to play numerous imaginative battles with the Martial King in his mind. As far as he knew, the strongest being in the world of this Tower was the Martial King.

Perhaps that was why a lingering thought stuck in Yeon-woo’s mind. If only his real master had remained alive, if Yeon-woo had a chance to compete with him in martial arts… Yeon-woo would be able to know where he stood in terms of martial arts ability. What would the result have been?

***

“Master.”

Rumble! Yeon-woo lightly waved his hand in the air, then he erected a light pillar that stretched from the ground to the sky. A swarm of lights soared up into the air with a colossal roar, seemingly shattering the space. It was such a dazzling sight that it...