The ruins of what had once been young Mungok's thatched cottage. It was the instant the fist force of the Hundred-Step Divine Fist spread heavy vibrations. Jeong Yeonshin vanished from the spot with the extreme peak of Ten-Li Radiant Abyss.
'Since Mungok will survive anyway.' An axe slammed into the ground where he had stood. The explosive force of the Hundred-Step Divine Fist, condensed into golden light, collided with the afterimage of the axe.
Clang!
It was the Northern Saber's axe. A colorless wave of explosive force was imbued in the throw. The Hundred-Step Divine Fist, which had torn through that shockwave in an instant, still had strength left and sent young Mungok flying entirely.
A street two hundred paces away. The middle-aged Great Monk Beomheo lowered both intact arms and quietly recited a Buddhist chant.
"Homage to Guanyin, there was a demon that mimicked the Buddha..."
Jeong Yeonshin's manifestation was sudden. He was even in the same state of constant Reaching the Peak of Perfection as Jin Myeong-jo. No one could fully sense the Dharma-based power.
Jeong Yeonshin tried to say something from within the impossibly distant feather-like clouds, then closed his mouth. Meanwhile, Great Monk Beomheo had companions. Three in total.