A Paragon’s resilience was genuinely monstrous.0

Even if they didn’t take the time to sit properly and meditate… no, even if they were using qi as they fought, their recovery power was unrivaled. As for when they took their time and relied on someone to guard them while they recovered, even less needed to be said. Before the time it took for a single incense stick to burn, Woo-Moon’s entire body rippled as flesh sprouted and new skin covered it. His wounds healed rapidly, and his internal injuries also quickly improved.0

“Whew.”0

All of his accumulated impurities were expelled in a single breath.0

‘It’s a relief that it all turned out well.’1

When Woo-Moon had seen the corpses of Sect Master Na Ban and his companions, he hadn’t just been angry. From the state of their corpses, he could tell that not much time had passed. Moreover, he could tell from the black remnant aura that the enemy was a Paragon.0

Sure that the Paragon was one of the two from Martial Heaven and he’d come for Woo-Moon before long, he told Ma-Ra to hide and wait for an opportunity to ambush him.0

Of course, Woo-Moon didn’t think that he would lose even if he fought the Great Darkness Palace Master head-on.0

The reason he allowed himself to look as though he was getting pushed back before Ma-Ra’s appearance was that he intentionally took a risk, trying to induce the Great Darkness Palace Master to...0