Crack! Crack!
Just then, the veins on Mok Gyeong-un’s left hand bulged, and soon the muscles down to his wrist swelled, his skin turning black.
‘!!!!!!’
Seeing this, Corpse Blood Valley Master Lee Ji-yeom’s eyes widened. Mok Gyeong-un’s left wrist looked almost identical to the phenomenon that occurred in Mok Yu-cheon’s rampaging body. The only difference was that it was confined to his wrist.
‘No. What in the world is this?’
As he watched in astonishment, Mok Gyeong-un spoke casually.
“It seems changing my vital points to explosively release true energy puts a lot of strain on my meridians. Still, if I apply it to only a part of my body without going berserk, it seems quite useful. What do you think?”
“..........”
At this question, Lee Ji-yeom was at a loss for words. Was this even possible? If he had said that he had examined Mok Yu-cheon’s body, thoroughly traced the path of circulation, and then, after extensive research, found a way to use it like this, he might have understood.
But how did he do this?
“Why the long face? Does it seem ineffective?”
“That is......”
Good heavens.