Ma-Ra didn’t even consider following Woo-Moon using her stealth technique.0

She could sense the fierce Paragon aura of the person who had controlled the Myriad Lives Monk coming from the monk’s remaining flesh. If that person really was a Paragon as strong as that, then not only would she not play much of a role in the fight, but she might even be captured and used against Woo-Moon.0

‘Come back safely, Woo-Moon.’0

As for Hyeon Yu-Yeon, she had fainted the moment the Myriad Lives Monk had exploded in front of her. 0

***0

“E-eeek!!!”0

The terrified empress stepped back.0

The palace was covered in blood. All the guards and soldiers protecting the emperor were simply torn apart; hundreds of powerful martial artists were turned into nothing more than piles of flesh and puddles of blood.0

The only ones left alive were the emperor and empress.0

“You bastard!”0

The roar of the emperor wearing the dragon robe resonated through the hall.0

—Shut up.0

His voice transmission was clearly heard by everyone under the vast ceiling. The emperor, struck by the formless energy, vomited blood and flew backward.0

Squelch!0

Two spears lying on the ground flew out and pierced the emperor’s shoulders, nailing him to the wall.0

“Ahh!!!!”0

The emperor screamed and writhed in pain. He looked at the Martial Heaven Emperor and begged.0

“P-please… please spare me. Please, the spears, the spears! I’m begging you!”0

The Martial Heaven Emperor burst into a cheeky...0