Sweeping their souls!

He ignored the blade.

Shiik!

Feeling the cold steel that split apart airs from the contact as he tilt his head and lean left, dodging the blade that would have split open his head.

Seeing this, Sun-Jung stumped.

Even then, he thought that Yu Yan was scared and simply trip forward rather than actually dodging it.

At this moment, Yu Yan recovered his stance and look at Kang-Dae straight in his eyes, causing the latter to freeze!

'Huge!' Kang-Dae pupil widen.

In his eyes, Yu Yan petite, and fragile body fade into nothingness.

What replace that sight was a giant, endless, and eternal figure that was big, too big to be placed in one's imagination!

Behind this massive figure is a vast, golden tree with ten shiny fruit that had this weird, alluring charm that glued his eyes shut.

He stared at this giant projection of Yu Yan's yang soul and dao tree, unable to even shudder, or let out a thought.

It was as if his entire soul and body was placed in the depth of Yu Yan's palm and its primitive instinct took over to restrict his own movement!

By his side, Sun-Jung narrowed his size, noticing Kang-Dae abrupt paused in his movement.

'Kang-dae is frozen too?' Sun-Jung thought.

Then, his eyes grew cold, looking at Yu Yan with malicious intent.

Although he didn't see Yu Yan doing anything, facing this bizarre event, he guessed that it had to with this tiny little boy whose size was harmless!

Shing!

He lifted his hand and grabbed the blade behind his back, creating a sharp, metalic sounds as it grazed past the sword cover.

Instantly, Sun-Jung covers his arms and legs with Qi-Gong, further strengthening their natural ability, causing his movement to blur.

He held the sword in a fluent manner, taking a deep dash toward Yu Yan.

Thud!

The ground shook, and behind it is a deep imprint of a foot.

As Sun-Jung figure blurred, he could sense his sword inching forward, thirsting for Yu Yan's life, and this sensation sparks a gruesome smile to blossom on his face.

In just a matter of seconds, the blade was already an inch away from his forehead!

"Hmph!"

Yu Yan snorted, letting out a soft breath of air.

This snort was one filled with disdained, but behind that disdained, is fury!

He had lived for less than ten thousand years, for a True Yang Emperor, this period of time is considered short!

Extremely short!

In this period of time, he spent his most of his life cultivating rather than living life, meaning rarely does he mingle with the affairs of mortals.

Perhaps it is due to this that the current feeling of helplessness and turmoil affect him so greatly, especially being a mortal infant!

Coupled with the resentful spirit emanating from the previous body's owner of his body, Yu Yan feels like a bonfire that had just been ignited, blazing with anger!

At this moment, his eyes exploded with anger, extreme anger that was difficult to write down!

Bang!

Let alone his lackies, even Sun-Jung cannot move!

'H-How is t-this possible!?' The flows of Qi in his body stopped flowing, it is like someone placed down a giant wall at every entrance of his dantian, not letting an ooze of Qi passed through!

As much as he tried to circulate his internal energy, it was futile!

He stared at Yu Yan bloodshot eyes, unable to contain the fear bubbling in his heart.

This is the first time he had confronted such a bizarre, and powerless moment in his life as a martial artist!

Clang!

At this moment, his hand couldn't grip onto the light sword, letting it drop helplessly on the ground.

But, he didn't care and tried to shiver in fear, but that heart, clenching sensation of having his soul yanked was too powerful!

He couldn't move, it felt like time stop and the leaves were stationary!

In his eyes, the entire world turned gray, and only Yu Yan had colors!

Then, Yu Yan turned his head, locking eyes with Yu-Hwang, letting out a soft whisper," Father, go sleep."

And for some odd reason, Yu-Hwang couldn't resist his words, feeling drowsy and sleepy upon hearing his son's whisper.

'Hold on! I can't close my eyes!' He screamed.

Trying as best as he could to muster eyes muscle in an attempt to open his eyes, unwilling to drown his vision in darkness!

Thump.

Even then, his body refused to listened to his agitated scream, and slowly slumped on the ground.

Yu Yan saw the unwillingness, and reluctant on his father's face.

"When you wake up, this will all be a surreal and vivid dream." He murmured.

After putting Yu-Hwang to sleep, he turned his attention back to the trio.

"Say, what reason do I have to not kill all of you right here, and right now?" He unquestionably stated.

This startled them greatly.

It wasn't just the fact that an infant can speak so fluently, and also because of the calm, indifferent look on this young, round tiny face!

Adding this with his poor appearance, and ragged clothes and Yu Yan turned into a demon straight from hell in their eyes!

"A-A-AA!"

Suddenly, they regained control of their throat and mouth, letting out a series of groans and howls.

"P-Please spare us!" Sun-Jung quickly begged when he realize he could speak.

"S-Sir, spare us, w-we are willing to do anything!"

They didn't care who Yu Yan was, or what he is, all they wanted was to live!

Facing someone more powerful, and not just more powerful, but helplessly 'powerful' struck a chord in their soul!

Yu Yan eyed their expression, then squinted his eyes, and moves his Yang Soul.

"Spare you? If I spare you, would the heaven do the same after you die?" He coldly questioned.

Then, his Yang Soul swiftly expanded, sweeping their puny, colorless soul in one swoop!

As much as he wanted to kill them, he couldn't.

With this weak infant body, it was impossible to bury the body, so he spared their life instead.

However, that didn't mean he spared them, in fact, he is changing their memories!

With the help of his Yang Soul, it didn't take long to sift through their lives and fabricate the memories in a way that make them leave this river and head to the nearest town to turn themselves in.

This is the best he could do without arousing suspicious.

After a couple of seconds, he finished and retracted his Yang Soul.

"We did wrong! We did wrong!"

"Must confess, must confess!"

Yu Yan ignored their robotic, and strange body movement as they walked away in befuddlement. No longer feeling any resentment and anger.

When he looked into their memories, he realized, this world was more vast, and cruel than he thought.

But this was expected.

The so-called 'Murim' was that world of martial artist.

Even so, what matter does the murim have with him?

In this life, he just want to be a fisherman, quietly completing the mission the system gave him.