Chapter: 1592
Dok Gohyang thought that Pyo-wol would pledge his loyalty soon, for the aura exuded by Jang Mugeuk was not a simple one.
Imperial Power.1
It was an aura that could only be exerted by someone who ruled over all.
Few could withstand its power.
Simply having strong martial arts was not enough to withstand Imperial Power.�
One needed a heart as strong as steel and an unshakable spirit.
Jang Mugeuk spoke once more,
�Kneel!�
His voice struck Pyo-wol�s mind like a giant bell ringing.
Pyo-wol almost felt his mind go blank for a moment, but he grabbed onto the reins of reason like a man possessed.
He almost succumbed to the pressure and fell to his knees.
He bit down on his lip.
His lips burst open and blood trickled down his face. The blood first soaked his lips, then flowed down to his chin and continued down to his chest.
Only then did his mind become clear.
Pyo-wol straightened his back.
Doing that alone felt like a huge burden, but he didn�t care.
If he bowed once, he would have to bow again.
And bowing twice was the same as admitting that he was nothing more than a dog.
He did not survive in that hellish place just to become someone�s hunting dog.
Pyo-wol lifted his head and met Jang Mugeuk�s eyes.
There was no sign of submission and surrender in his pupils.
His soul, which had been crushed by Imperial Power, was gradually recovering to its original state, but Imperial Power still held him captive.
At that moment, Pyo-wol raised his phantom dagger and swung it into the air.
Whoosh!
As if a net had been cut, the Imperial Power that had enveloped Pyo-wol was sliced away in an instant.
Jang Mugeuk�s pupils shook for a moment.
It didn�t make sense for his Imperial Power, which was intangible in nature, to be cut off by a tangible object such as a dagger.
Looking him straight in the eye, Pyo-wol said,
�This is my answer.�
Light Novel: Volume 12 Episode 8 JrNovels.com
Imperial Power.1
It was an aura that could only be exerted by someone who ruled over all.
Few could withstand its power.
Simply having strong martial arts was not enough to withstand Imperial Power.�
One needed a heart as strong as steel and an unshakable spirit.
Jang Mugeuk spoke once more,
�Kneel!�
His voice struck Pyo-wol�s mind like a giant bell ringing.
Pyo-wol almost felt his mind go blank for a moment, but he grabbed onto the reins of reason like a man possessed.
He almost succumbed to the pressure and fell to his knees.
He bit down on his lip.
His lips burst open and blood trickled down his face. The blood first soaked his lips, then flowed down to his chin and continued down to his chest.
Only then did his mind become clear.
Pyo-wol straightened his back.
Doing that alone felt like a huge burden, but he didn�t care.
If he bowed once, he would have to bow again.
And bowing twice was the same as admitting that he was nothing more than a dog.
He did not survive in that hellish place just to become someone�s hunting dog.
Pyo-wol lifted his head and met Jang Mugeuk�s eyes.
There was no sign of submission and surrender in his pupils.
His soul, which had been crushed by Imperial Power, was gradually recovering to its original state, but Imperial Power still held him captive.
At that moment, Pyo-wol raised his phantom dagger and swung it into the air.
Whoosh!
As if a net had been cut, the Imperial Power that had enveloped Pyo-wol was sliced away in an instant.
Jang Mugeuk�s pupils shook for a moment.
It didn�t make sense for his Imperial Power, which was intangible in nature, to be cut off by a tangible object such as a dagger.
Looking him straight in the eye, Pyo-wol said,
�This is my answer.�
Light Novel: Volume 12 Episode 8 JrNovels.com
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