My clone invades all realms

The next day, early in the morning.

The air at Sagiri Mountain is crisp and cool, carrying the unique, moist mist characteristic of the mountains.

"Breathing techniques are skills that strengthen the heart and lungs, push the limits of the human body, and fight against evil spirits with a mortal body."

Urokodaki Sakonji crossed his arms and spoke in a steady voice.

"Its core lies in using a special breathing rhythm to stimulate the blood throughout the body and unleash power beyond that of ordinary people."

Luo Ya stood before him, upright and focused.

"Relax your upper body, and keep your lower body taut like a rock," Urokodaki Sakonji said.

Luo Ya did as instructed, lowering his center of gravity and instantly bulging the muscles in his legs.

"breathe."

Roya took a deep breath, expanding his lungs to their limit.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Urokodaki Sakonji's fist slammed hard into Roa's abdomen.

The intense pain caused the air he was inhaling to scramble instantly. Roya groaned, but without a word of complaint, he immediately adjusted his posture, preparing for the next time.

This punch was using the most brutal and direct method to force his body to remember the feeling of maintaining breathing under extreme conditions.

"Your body must develop muscle memory and remember this frequency."

As Urokodaki Sakonji punched, he explained the secrets of Water Breathing.

That unique breathing frequency can guide the blood to flow faster, allowing the body to enter a brief state of "liberation," thereby unleashing terrifying power.

This training continued until the afternoon.

Sweat soaked through Roya's clothes, but the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Then, Urokodaki Sakonji led him to a rushing waterfall.

The water roared as it crashed into the deep pool below, creating a cloud of mist.

"Jump in, feel the water, and become one with it."

Without hesitation, Luo Ya leaped into the icy pool.

The biting cold invigorated him. He closed his eyes, feeling the impact and swirling of the water.

The rhythm of water.

The breathing technique taught by Urokodaki has a rhythm that is similar to the flow of water.

During the day, he practices his breathing in the water under the waterfall.

At night, Urokodaki would "preach" to him in the hut, trying to lead him back to the so-called "right path".

Luo Ya never refuted, but listened quietly, his mind completely absorbed in dissecting the breathing technique.

The "dance steps" he practiced also involved the regulation of breathing and blood, but that was more for the purpose of coordinating movements.

The breathing of water is even more extreme.

It's not meant to complement movements; it's designed to completely unleash the power that's been imprisoned within the body.

This kind of liberation also puts a tremendous strain on the body itself.

late at night.

The moonlight, like water, streamed through the window and fell on Roya's face, casting a deep, serene glow.

"We need to find ways to increase energy."

Opening the world of Demon Slayer consumed the energy he had accumulated over more than ten years.

If a more efficient energy source cannot be found, the next world may be another decade or so away.

He couldn't wait that long.

The breathing techniques from Demon Slayer alone were not enough for him to escape from the Celestial Dragons.

He will face the Navy, the World Government, and the monsters known as the Knights of God, who lurk in the shadows of Mary Geoise.

The terror that exists is something that even Yoriichi Tsugikuni, the strongest being in this world, would find difficult to contend with.

Luo Ya slowly closed his eyes.

……

One Piece world.

The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

Luo Ya suddenly opened his eyes.

Sunlight streamed down from the high iron bars of the prison cell, like a sacred beam of light, illuminating his flawlessly perfect face.

His breathing rate changed in an instant.

Long, deep, with the rhythm of water.

A fleeting glimpse of deep blue flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"The Breath of Water".

The memories and powers of the clone have all returned in sync.

He got up and stretched his limbs, his bones making a series of fine cracking sounds.

He will not take back that clone for the time being, allowing it to continue to grow and become stronger in the Demon Slayer world.

"Rubbish!"

"The Celestial Dragons' lackeys!"

"Why don't you just die!"

Outside the cell, the slaves, who were also "collectibles," uttered curses day after day.

Roya ignored it.

That's nothing but the lament of the defeated.

He slowly walked out of his own cell, the only one that wasn't locked.

At the doorway, two men in black suits, exuding a cold and aloof aura, glanced at him coldly before looking away.

Roya looked straight ahead and walked directly toward the gate of Ronosya's bedroom.

Inside the luxurious room, another of Roya's clones was respectfully smoothing out the last wrinkle in the skirt of the Ronossie Palace.

"Ronossie Palace"

Luo Ya stepped forward, bowed slightly, his posture elegant and refined.

Ronosya nodded indifferently and lazily extended her hand.

Luo Ya naturally stepped forward, gently placing his fingertips on her wrist to guide her to stand up.

"Today we're going to the auction house on Sabaody Archipelago."

"Having my clone with me is enough." Ronosya suddenly chuckled, raising her other hand and letting her cool fingertips brush against Roya's cheek. "Today, you can be free for a day."

"Thank you for your grace, Royal Palace." Roya's smile was perfect, the curve of which was so precise that there was no mistake.

"Remember, don't do anything that might upset me."

Ronosya gently patted his face with her fingertips.

"Otherwise, I would accept keeping only this skin."

Roya's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was still gentle: "It is my honor."

"Let's go." Only then did Ronosya withdraw her hand, reverting to her aloof and cold demeanor.

The guards outside the door quickly surrounded her, crowding around her in the center.

Luo Ya, like a shadow, quietly followed at the back of the group.

To leave this palace, he had to follow this Celestial Dragon.

Instead of leaving directly, Ronosya went around to the area where slaves were held.

The previously noisy shouting and cursing came to an abrupt halt.

The slaves kept their mouths shut, staring intently at Roya with burning anger and contempt.

It was as if he were the evil Celestial Dragon.

Luo Ya kept his eyes straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to the gazes that seemed to pierce through him.

Ronosya stopped in front of a cell containing a burly man nearly five meters tall with muscles as bulging as a mountain.

One of Roja's clones immediately stepped forward and used a key to open the cell door.

The man lowered his head, and a huge shadow completely enveloped Ronosya.

She simply said softly, "Kneel down."

The man's face turned a deep purplish-red, his huge fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but in the end, he knelt down slowly and humiliatingly.

A finely crafted saddle was clearly fixed to his back.

Ronosya stepped on his arm and nimbly mounted him, grabbing the reins tied around his neck.

"Set off!"

"As you wish, Ronosya Palace." Roya ignored the murderous glare from the burly man, his perfect smile remaining unwavering.

The man lay humiliated on the ground, using all four limbs like an animal, carefully crawling outwards, not daring to make the slightest bump.

He knew that any discomfort would lead to his death.

Roya followed the group out of Mary Geoise and arrived at the cable car leading to the Sabaody Archipelago.

"Don't get lost," Ronosya said without turning her head.

"Yes." Roya's smile remained unchanged. "I will never leave you."

Ronosya was satisfied with "driving" her mount and continued on her way.

Until her figure completely disappeared around the corner of the crowd.

Roya's smile turned cold.

He gently twisted his neck, making a crisp sound.

"A moment of freedom?"

He knew that several pairs of eyes were fixed on him from the shadows around him.

As soon as he showed any sign of trying to escape, the men in black would appear instantly and drag him back.

then.

He was just skin and bones left.