Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 680

Footsteps echoed through the silent Mount Hua.

The footsteps themselves were not special, but they had a strange power. Everyone who heard them became quiet.

The crimson silk robes were bright, almost too bright, with strange white designs sewn on them.

They wore strange and frightening clothes. These clothes were both bizarre and powerful-looking as they walked towards the gates of Mount Hua.

Everyone who saw them turned pale and stepped back.

‘White Crimson Robes!’

The evil groups were known for being free.

Usually, the good groups made their students wear robes to show which group they belonged to. Even when they went out alone, they had to remember that their actions would affect their group.

But the evil groups often didn’t care what their members wore. Even bandits wore whatever they wanted, like animal skins or leather.

However, even among the evil groups, the important members wore clothes that showed which group they were from.

And those White Crimson Robes showed the most important members of the Myriad Man Manor.

Even other evil groups feared these clothes more than they feared the good groups. And now, students from the Myriad Man Manor, wearing those robes, were coming into Mount Hua.

The footsteps got louder, and finally, they reached the gates, entering without stopping. A gloomy and sharp energy spread, like a cold wind cutting through the air, causing those who felt weak to groan and step back.

However, some people could not step back.

“Hey! What’s going on here?”

“Who are you guys, huh?”

Warriors from the Southern Savage Beast Palace and the Northern Ice Palace angrily blocked their way.

At the same time, the Myriad Man Manor students stopped walking.

There was no particular exchange. The disciples of the Myriad Man Manor glared at the warriors from both palaces with murderous intent.

“Th-That…”

Crack.

Baek Cheon’s face, who was watching, twisted in anger. Baek Cheon’s family had suffered greatly because of the Myriad Man Manor. Just seeing their robes made his blood boil.

Baek Cheon knew.

The worst enemy of Mount Hua was the Demonic Cult, of course. Even thinking about them made him shiver.

And he never wanted to lose to Jongnam. Never.

He wanted to be better than Shaolin, and beating Wudang would be amazing.

But.

“Th-These…!”

The most hated enemy.

If there was an enemy he wanted to kill more than anyone, even if it meant risking everything, it was the Myriad Man Manor. And now, those Myriad Man Manor bastards had come to Mount Hua on their own.

“These… These sons of bitches, how dare they come here!”

Just as Baek Cheon grabbed his sword and was about to leap forward…

Tap.

Chung Myung, who was standing next to him, reached out and stopped him. Chung Myung’s hand tightened into a fist, but his voice was calm. He was fighting his own rage.

“Wait.”

“Chung Myung-ah!”

“…I said wait.”

“…”

Baek Cheon bit his lip and looked at Chung Myung.

Seeing Chung Myung’s face, so cold and without any feeling, he had to stop and listen.

If anyone hated the Myriad Man Manor more than Baek Cheon, it was Chung Myung.

Wasn’t it Chung Myung who had tried to attack the Myriad Man Manor alone when Un-geom was dying, not caring what happened to himself?

And yet, Chung Myung was stopping Baek Cheon.

“…Damn it.”

Baek Cheon released his grip on the sword. His shaking hand showed how angry he was.

“State your business.”

“Fall back!”

The warriors of the Savage Beast Palace and the Ice Palace showed their teeth, threatening the disciples of the Myriad Man Manor. Feeling brave, the crowd started shouting too.

“You evil group bastards! How dare you come here like you own the place!”

“Myriad Man Manor? So what! This isn’t your territory!”

Because they felt safe behind the strong warriors, they wanted to act tough.

Even if it was the Myriad Man Manor, with all these people here, and since this was Mount Hua, they realized they didn’t need to be afraid. The crowd got ready to fight.

“Let’s get rid of them!”

“Don’t let them leave!”

“I’m going to make them bleed!”

Then, they stood right behind the warriors of the Savage Beast Palace and the Ice Palace, stomping their feet angrily, like they were ready to attack.

But then.

“Heeeuuuum.”

A strange, slow voice came from the group of Myriad Man Manor students.

Right away, everyone’s heart dropped.

“…”

A rabbit freezes when it hears a tiger roar nearby.

The crowd now felt that fear in their bodies.

They couldn’t even breathe. They had only heard a quiet voice, but their bodies became stiff, and they couldn’t even blink an eye carelessly.

Before they could do anything, the disciples of the Myriad Man Manor split to the left and right in unison. Following the path that was created, a man walked out very leisurely.

What first caught the eye were the silk shoes, too fancy for a man. But strangely, those shoes suited him perfectly.

Above those splendid silk shoes, a pure white robe embroidered with golden dragons enveloped his body.

His height was several inches taller than ordinary people, and the white robe made him look even bigger.

On his fingers, which hung down from his robe, he wore ten rings with bright jewels. The rings were crowded together.

Gulp.

Someone swallowed hard and shifted their gaze to his face.

Skin as white as powder, like it would come off if you touched it. And bright red lips.

Long, thick eyelashes and light eyes made people feel strangely excited and a little scared. On his perfect hair, not a single hair out of place, was a pure white crown. He smelled faintly of sweet perfume, which was strange and unsettling in this place.

He looked bizarre, like a clown.

If a normal person walked around like that, everyone would laugh at him.

But no one here could dare to laugh at him. No, they couldn’t laugh.

Even his strange, ugly clothes made everyone feel fear and respect as soon as he put them on.

“…Tyrant.”

Someone murmured, as if groaning.

Tyrant, Jang Il-so.

This man had such a strong presence. He was the Lord of the Myriad Man Manor, one of the Shinju Five Masters, the Tyrant Jang Il-so.

Thud.

Jang Il-so took another step forward.

The fighters were ready to attack the Myriad Man Manor, but they took a step back without realizing it.

They wanted to run away, but Tyrant Jang Il-so wouldn’t let them. As soon as they knew he was there, they couldn’t move. Their feet were stuck to the ground.

It was as if they were trapped in a giant spiderweb, each strand of fear sticking to them, making it impossible to move.

The faces of the crowd grew as white as paper, and some people’s lips started to tremble. The air felt heavy, like before a storm.

The Myriad Man Manor coming to Mount Hua was enough to scare them, but Jang Il-so himself appearing was even worse. No one thought Jang Il-so would come to Mount Hua in person.

Jang Il-so was too important to show himself in this faraway place.

Thud.

Finally, Jang Il-so stopped walking in front of the crowd. He looked at them with a mysterious look.

“…”

The fighters from both palaces gritted their teeth and held on.

But the crowd behind them couldn’t look Jang Il-so in the eye and looked away.

Jang Il-so’s presence was so strong that no one could blame them for being scared. From the moment he appeared, it was like he controlled all of Mount Hua.

“Heeeuuuum.”

Jang Il-so made a strange sound.

“The taste of blood, is it….”

One person’s face turned pale right away.

He was the one who had said he would taste the blood of the Myriad Man Manor. But Jang Il-so smiled, as if he didn’t care about such a small person, even though he knew who it was.

“Such words are too much for a good day like this. Don’t you think?”

“…”

“Or….”

He looked at everyone.

“Or… maybe we should add a little blood to make things more interesting? What do you say?”

No one answered.

Jang Il-so’s power was not just because of his group, the Myriad Man Manor. He *made* the Myriad Man Manor strong. People knew he was powerful himself, even without his group.

The other groups among the Shinju Five Masters had been strong for a long time.

But the Myriad Man Manor was different.

The Myriad Man Manor was a new group created by Jang Il-so. He destroyed the strong heretical sects and became one of the Shinju Five Masters.

He is one of the strongest people in the world.

Even the good people who don’t like the heretical fighters have to respect him.

Who would dare to speak carelessly to such a Tyrant?

“Not bad.”

But someone answered from behind them. The crowd turned around, their faces pale.

They saw a man walking towards them and stepped aside to let him pass.

The man wore the black uniform of Mount Hua and walked out with a calm face.

“If that blood is the blood flowing from your neck, that is.”

Jang Il-so looked at the man with curiosity.

He was a young man who looked young and not very strong. He seemed too weak to face Jang Il-so.

“Heeeuuuum?”

But Jang Il-so seemed happy for a moment.

He lowered his head and raised his arm to his face. Then, he rolled up his sleeve with his other hand.

Jang Il-so stared at the goosebumps on his white arm and looked at Chung Myung from Mount Hua with a strange look.

“I see!”

Jang Il-so smiled brightly.

“You are the Mount Hua Divine Dragon.”

“That’s right.”

Chung Myung smiled back at Jang Il-so.

“The one who will cut off your neck.”

The crowd was shocked and looked at Chung Myung.

Was he crazy? Did he know who he was talking to?

It was Tyrant Jang Il-so.

Even if the elders of the Nine Great Sects were here, no one would dare to say such things to Tyrant Jang Il-so.

But the leader of Mount Hua was not here, and a student dared to challenge Jang Il-so? Even if Jang Il-so killed him, no one could complain.

But Jang Il-so did not react as they expected.

Jang Il-so, who they thought would be angry, lowered his arms and laughed loudly.

“Ahahahahahahahahahahat!”

He laughed so hard that he grabbed his stomach, and the arena became silent. Only Jang Il-so’s laughter filled Mount Hua.

After laughing for a while, Jang Il-so looked at Chung Myung with admiration.

“You are an interesting child. No… I’m sorry for calling you a child. You are an interesting fellow.”

Then, he slowly grabbed his own neck with his white hand.

“But I can’t give you this neck right now. Come find me sometime. I will buy you good wine.”

“I don’t want to drink with someone like you.”

“It’s alright. It’s alright.”

Jang Il-so smiled wickedly.

“If I break their arms and legs, pull out their jaws, and pour wine down their throats, everyone drinks it happily. So, you don’t have to worry about that.”

He laughed brightly, but his words were terrible.

However, Chung Myung smiled like Jang Il-so.

“You don’t have to worry. I’m just going to cut off your neck cleanly.”

“Really? Haha! Thank you!”

Chung Myung’s sharp look and Jang Il-so’s relaxed eyes met in the air.

“Wait.”

A heavy voice made everyone turn their heads.

Hyun Jong and the leaders of the four Cheonwoo Alliance sects had come to the training ground and were walking towards them.

When they stopped in front of Jang Il-so, a silence fell over Mount Hua, so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.