Monochrome Sovereign [EN]: Chapter 1320

The power of Mount Collapse surged through the descending Gwangryong Axe [a legendary axe technique].

Veins throbbed on Sa Mun-hyang’s forehead. The Gwangryong Axe, which struck his shoulder, bit deep into his flesh. Had it not been for the enhanced Saho Body [a body strengthening technique] imbued with the power of Jimosinryong [a divine dragon spirit], one of his arms would have been severed.

‘You bastard!’

Pa pa pang!

His furious triple strike landed squarely on Yeon Ho-jeong.

It was a lightning-fast counterattack, but this time, it didn’t inflict significant damage on Yeon Ho-jeong’s body. Yeon Ho-jeong, who absorbed the impact using the techniques of the Yellow Dragon’s Breath [a breathing technique] and the Twelve Walls of the Northern Sky [a defensive technique], stepped forward with the Yellow Dragon Step [a footwork technique] and unleashed the Golden Dragon’s Evil Fist [a powerful fist technique].

Kwaang!

With a thunderous roar, Sa Mun-hyang was pushed back six or seven steps.

Hook!

He didn’t let his guard down just because he landed one blow. Yeon Ho-jeong immediately charged in, delivering a double strike of Torrential Dragon and Raging Dragon [two powerful attack techniques].

Hwaaaak!

The air screamed and fled from the torrent of power.

A concentration of force that could blow away a fortress wall in one go. Sa Mun-hyang’s hands moved with incredible speed.

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!!

He blocked the meteor-like slashes with the Yin-Yang Divine Palm [a palm technique], and the Raging Dragon’s slashes, which were pushing in with brute force, with the Extreme Death Blade [a sword technique].

Pa ba ba bak!

Power clashed against power, causing a terrifying explosion. Sa Mun-hyang and Yeon Ho-jeong were both pushed back three lengths.

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong realized.

‘It’s holding up.’

It was almost the same power, but before, the axe blade of the Gwangryong Axe had cracked when it met the Extreme Death Blade.

But now, it was fine. Even against the Extreme Death Blade of an opponent whose power and speed had increased with the Jimosinryong, not a single chip had broken off.

Woong! Woowoong!

Instinctively, he poured power into the Divine King’s Aura [a powerful aura technique].

The world began to slow down.

He saw Sa Mun-hyang rushing at him with an enraged face. Even in the slowed-down world, he was fast. He was a step above Yeon Ho-jeong, who was one of the fastest in the Central Plains.

Still, Yeon Ho-jeong could see it.

‘That guy, he’s different.’

The light in his eyes was different from when they first met.

Sa Mun-hyang, who had argued about fate and cursed the heavens. He had shown a contradictory appearance, being angry at the heavens rather than at himself, and at the same time, being pleased with the existence of his nemesis. But the look in his eyes was not like that.

It was much more ferocious and much more ‘human.’ He was unleashing a powerful force that could aim for the pinnacle of the Central Plains, but his eyes were so different that it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was a different person from when they first met.

‘……?!’

Suddenly, Sa Mun-hyang’s words came to mind.

‘Could it be that he used a reverse-heavenly method like me? Did he find a new body and cram himself into it?!’

A new body? Cram himself into it?

His bewilderment turned into surprise, and his surprise turned into confusion.

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong recalled another scene.

Before the battle at the Imperial Palace began, he had a dream of the past.

Surprisingly, that dream was not something he had experienced himself.

After he died, Tang Gwan was angry at Moyong Gun. He shouted, asking why he had told him to kill Yeon Ho-jeong.

Moyong Gun blamed himself, saying he had no choice, and Tang Gwan felt self-loathing at his war-crazed self and died.

And then.

Sa Mun-hyang, whose head had been severed, got up and approached Moyong Gun.

A scene of something popping out of his severed neck.

The scene of that white smoke-like thing entering Moyong Gun’s mouth was the last thing he saw in the dream.

‘A dead person moved. As if his body was dead, but his soul was not.’

He saw in a dream what happened after he died. Of course, he couldn’t think it was true. It was only right to dismiss it as a silly dream.

But Yeon Ho-jeong couldn’t forget that dream.

It was because he felt a vivid sense of reality, as if someone in the sky was forcibly informing him. Now, he even thought that Sa Mun-hyang was someone who could move even after death.

That was why he had entered the battle with the intention of tearing Sa Mun-hyang into a hundred, a thousand pieces.

Woong!

The Divine King’s Aura wavered, and the world sped up again.

Kwaaang!!

With a thunderous roar, Yeon Ho-jeong, who had slid back, slowly rose to his feet.

The corners of Sa Mun-hyang’s mouth curled up.

‘You’re quite something. This is…’

‘Who are you?’

‘What?’

Yeon Ho-jeong wiped the blood from his mouth and asked.

‘Are you Sa Mun-hyang? Or someone who entered Sa Mun-hyang’s body?’

‘…….’

‘I’m asking you what you are!’

Sa Mun-hyang, or rather, the man in Sa Mun-hyang’s form, let out a sinister smile.

‘You’re only figuring that out now… the title of nemesis is meaningless.’