[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-myst-might-mayhem":3,"chapter-myst-might-mayhem-myst-might-mayhem-chapter-136":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Myst, Might, Mayhem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},555601,804,"Chapter 136","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-136",136,"\u003Cp>Chapter 136 – Erosion (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the Second Mountain of the Five Mountains Alliance, the blind man Wi Maeng-cheon, who was perplexed by the dead Ji-hang, Mok Gyeong-un said with a smirk,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must be greatly disappointed that the result is different from what you intended.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bastard…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seem to have used your head a lot, but it’s a pity. It would have worked smoothly with others.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blind man Wi Maeng-cheon gnashed his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he didn’t know what had happened, one thing was certain: his scheme had not worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a tactic he had calculated through dozens of simulations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prepared to deal with most variables, so how did he escape it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the important thing was that it wasn’t a situation to question the cause of the failed scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength entered Wi Maeng-cheon’s hand holding the sword hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the original plan had gone awry, the only answer was to kill the fellow himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the matter would go beyond his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon quietly opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know how you escaped suspicion, but coming here was a huge mistake.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A huge mistake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Mok Gyeong-un’s questioning ended, Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword cut through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that fleeting moment, Mok Gyeong-un had gained about half a step of distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to that, the sword narrowly missed slicing Mok Gyeong-un’s neck and brushed past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Mok Gyeong-un’s words, Wi Maeng-cheon said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike last time when he had tried to test his martial prowess, this time he had slashed with the intent to kill, but he didn’t expect him to dodge it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘… He definitely surpassed the Peak Realm.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He probably estimated him to be at the early-stage of Transcendent Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering the few exchanges they had and the strength infused in the sword, it seemed certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This alone was surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just seventeen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a guy not even in his prime to reach this level, his talent had to be acknowledged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You will die here.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword rushed towards Mok Gyeong-un, drawing a complex trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes shook at a rapid speed as the sword became even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time he had properly faced a master since gaining enlightenment at the Corpse Blood Valley report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Wi Maeng-cheon’s swordsmanship was beyond imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish swish swish swish swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not at a level he could dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Mok Gyeong-un also utilized defensive sword techniques to counter Wi Maeng-cheon’s fierce attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang clang clang clang clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swords of the two clashed more than a dozen times in an instant, and blue sparks flew in the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time the swords collided, Mok Gyeong-un’s body was pushed back little by little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This clearly meant he was inferior in internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Even though he reached the transcendent realm with innate martial talent, he can’t avoid two weaknesses after all.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When talking about the level of internal energy, the reason for mentioning the number of years was that the accumulated amount increased as time passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much Mok Gyeong-un had reached a high level with outstanding talent, he couldn’t match someone who had accumulated internal energy for decades like himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the second…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang clang clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were clashing almost evenly, Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword suddenly deviated from its trajectory and twisted in a completely unexpected direction, piercing Mok Gyeong-un’s thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, Mok Gyeong-un also had to change his sword trajectory to block it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s heavy kick struck Mok Gyeong-un’s abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with that, Mok Gyeong-un’s body was pushed back about four steps again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Detecting this with his hearing, Wi Maeng-cheon’s mouth corners twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Experience… He lacks experience.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Mok Gyeong-un’s stances were flawless to the point of being impeccable, he was unable to respond to the variations, perhaps due to a lack of actual combat experience or battles with masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stances were very straightforward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he was responding with appropriate stances, that alone was insufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the world of life-and-death battles, experience could not be ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon caught up to Mok Gyeong-un, who had been pushed back, and pressured him while drawing up even more internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he had found the opponent’s weakness, he was determined to decisively push forward and settle the outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Fourth Stance of the Flashing Star Sword, Overwhelming Flash.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword created numerous sword shadows and pressured Mok Gyeong-un with a dazzling trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an incredible swordsmanship that was hard to believe came from a blind man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Mok Gyeong-un inwardly exclaimed in admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un had gained a keen eye for swordsmanship after viewing numerous secret manuals at the Corpse Blood Valley report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s swordsmanship was so perfected that it was difficult to find any flaws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he felt the urge to properly clash with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang clang clang clang clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un’s Evil Commandment Sword and Wi Maeng-cheon’s Bamboo Sword collided, and the surroundings reverberated with the sound of metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their swords were moving so fast that they were invisible to the eyes of ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword grazed Mok Gyeong-un’s cheek, leaving a wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s swordsmanship once again created an unexpected variation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Interesting.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more exciting than sparring with the Corpse Blood Valley disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their attacks were more straightforward and simple, but Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword brought changes from unexpected places, pressuring him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again, the sword brushed past Mok Gyeong-un’s ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all narrowly grazing the vital points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wasn’t careful, the outcome of the duel could be decided in a single moment as Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword was increasingly tightening its grip on his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Luck is not on my side.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s face, who was pressuring Mok Gyeong-un, became more and more spirited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winner of this duel was predetermined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were 5 or 10 years later, it might be different, but the current Mok Gyeong-un was absolutely no match for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a much greater advantage in both experience and internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You are foolish, Mok Gyeong-un.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You shouldn’t have come to find me alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He acknowledged his martial prowess that didn’t match his age, but he had chosen the wrong target for revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had a cunning mind to escape from his scheme, he should have used the dead Ji-hang as a pretext to pressure him through his master, the Shadow Clan Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blame that foolishness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword deflected Mok Gyeong-un’s sword upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a decisive opening finally appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corners of Wi Maeng-cheon’s mouth rose bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Overconfidence in oneself. That is the cause of your defeat.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Convinced that he had firmly grasped the upper hand, Wi Maeng-cheon thrust his sword towards Mok Gyeong-un’s neck, the decisive opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Mok Gyeong-un’s current stance, it was impossible to dodge or block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s over.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword was about to pierce Mok Gyeong-un’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment the tip of Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword touched Mok Gyeong-un’s neck, it slid and slightly brushed the surface before passing by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What is this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just what was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a perfect finishing strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why didn’t it penetrate Mok Gyeong-un’s neck and suddenly slide as if blocked by something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t understand what this phenomenon was at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Bam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the distance narrowed, Mok Gyeong-un’s knee tried to kick up Wi Maeng-cheon’s chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response, Wi Maeng-cheon utilized footwork with his left hand to push Mok Gyeong-un’s knee and gain distance using the rebound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Bang! Tap tap tap tap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they distanced about six steps, Wi Maeng-cheon frowned as if he couldn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Mok Gyeong-un had just shown was an extremely advanced principle that couldn’t be performed at his level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Ha!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An exclamation flowed from the mouth of Cheong-ryeong, who was sitting on the roof smoking a pipe and watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason she was so surprised was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-He comprehended the “Ritual of Repulsion” technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The move Mok Gyeong-un had just shown was none other than the”Ritual of Repulsion” technique, one of the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the “Ritual of Binding” technique could pull anything, the “Ritual of Repulsion” technique could push away anything that touched the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Cheong-ryeong, who had been with him all along, didn’t know this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because Mok Gyeong-un hadn’t mentioned it even after gaining enlightenment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was a reason for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s difficult.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way the”Ritual of Repulsion” technique manifested was different from the “Ritual of Binding” technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could only push away something that precisely touched the body, and matching that fleeting moment when the sword was about to clash was quite difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was greatly influenced by the practitioner’s capability and true energy, so the stronger the force, the harder it was to repel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword had slid rather than being deflected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Still a long way to go.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t mentioned it to Cheong-ryeong because he considered it an incomplete technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it was still useful as it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had allowed him to deflect a fatal strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Wi Maeng-cheon opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“… You seem to have some tricks up your sleeve. But will the same technique work again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as those words ended, Wi Maeng-cheon launched his body towards Mok Gyeong-un.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected of a master who had reached the transcendent realm, he had realized how to deal with the previous principle in a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Woong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword was completely covered in a blue glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was sword energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had judged that even the sliding principle wouldn’t be able to handle it if the sword energy was more focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’ll settle this.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason he hadn’t unleashed his energy until now was to protect his sword with aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Mok Gyeong-un’s Evil Commandment Sword was even sturdier and sharper than the Bamboo Sword, the sword had been somewhat strained with each clash, so he had chosen this approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, if he turned all that energy into offensive sword energy instead of a defensive form…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Bam bam bam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a single clash, Mok Gyeong-un’s body was pushed back nearly three steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power had increased tremendously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks appeared on the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was affected by the switch between offense and defense, but it seemed like it could endure a few stances at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could sufficiently settle the match within that timeframe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon tried to unleash a dominating sword stance against Mok Gyeong-un once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right at that moment…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems your reserves have run out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seeing the repetition of stances.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘!?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang clang clang clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the swords clashed, Wi Maeng-cheon’s expression distorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had unleashed a sword stance with sword energy, but Mok Gyeong-un didn’t budge at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather, they were evenly matched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was even more surprising?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bastard… Just what…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword stance he had just unleashed was exactly the same as his own Flashing Star Sword’s Seventh Stance, Breaking the Void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, Mok Gyeong-un was performing the exact same sword stance as him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon couldn’t believe this situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish swish swish swish swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unleashed another sword stance towards Mok Gyeong-un, but…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish swish swish swish swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he were a mirror, Mok Gyeong-un performed the same sword stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Wi Maeng-cheon was dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just what was happening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His unique martial art, the Flashing Star Sword, was a secretive sword art passed down to a single inheritor and was never revealed to the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this fellow was imitating it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouldn’t know the breathing technique of the stances and had only seen it for the first time while dueling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Impossible.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could such a thing happen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it possible to learn the opponent’s sword art in the midst of a life-and-death duel where they were trying to kill each other?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this even possible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how outstanding his talent was, wasn’t there a limit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was too unfair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being surprised by this unprecedented situation, Wi Maeng-cheon became enraged to the point of welling up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He detested Mok Gyeong-un for so easily imitating his unique sword art, which he had painstakingly mastered even after losing his sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How dare you try to steal my sword art?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unforgivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, then can you imitate this too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you somehow imitated the external appearance of the sword art, the essence of swordsmanship wasn’t acquired that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had completely grasped the essence of the Flashing Star Sword by practicing it for decades, allowing him to bring various changes to his swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can a fellow like you imitate even these variations…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish swish swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon hurriedly tilted his head to the side and launched his body backward to dodge Mok Gyeong-un’s sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold sweat dripped down his forehead as he gained distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three sword stances just now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were variations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it were him, if he were to bring variations, he would have done it the way Mok Gyeong-un did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘… Ha.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of fellow is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was imitating the variations in swordsmanship at a level nearly identical to his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His innate martial talent alone was insufficient to describe this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Gulp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon swallowed his dry saliva, perhaps out of tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t kill the fellow here, he would become a major hindrance to the path of the second disciple, Jang Neung-ak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to kill him even at the cost of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to deal with him right away before he grew further and reached a level they couldn’t even touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he still had the upper hand in internal energy, so if it was now, somehow…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Flinch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a chill ran down Wi Maeng-cheon’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ominous feeling enveloped his five senses, and it was a kind of brutality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing it, Wi Maeng-cheon hurriedly raised his sword while igniting sword energy without a moment to think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bamboo Sword wrapped in sword energy broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘!!!!!!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something chilling and cold brushed past his neck in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon instinctively hurried to grasp his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This… What…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The internal energy in that last strike had surged by nearly three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was dumbfounded by the sudden increase in internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that he hadn’t been using his full strength until now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he was perplexed, Mok Gyeong-un whispered softly in his ear,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did someone who can’t even see boast so much? If you had just kept your mouth shut, you could have at least preserved your neck longer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You… You bastard…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then sleep well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, Mok Gyeong-un brought his finger to Wi Maeng-cheon’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling that, Wi Maeng-cheon inwardly cried out as if screaming,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘S-Stop! Please! Please!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Tap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Maeng-cheon’s consciousness was severed in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because Mok Gyeong-un had pushed Wi Maeng-cheon’s forehead, which he was barely holding, with his finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Wi Maeng-cheon’s severed head fell limply to the ground, and blood gushed like a fountain from the cross-clanion of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Splatter!\u003C\u002Fp>",2581,"2026-05-30T14:58:18.409Z","2026-06-01T04:31:31.827Z",1,"novelbin.me","fe73e13e40500f97b82af8fdde7cd28326fa4dcd0089ac281d35703f845dfd0d","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-137","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-135",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmyst-might-mayhem-cover.jpg"]