Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1327

“Aaargh!”

Dang Pae threw the hidden blades with all his might.

In a battle, one must always consider retrieving thrown hidden blades. But right now, the thought of retrieving them didn’t even cross Dang Pae’s mind.

He was only focused on stopping the enemy by any means possible.

“Eat this!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At the same time, black poison powder exploded in the canyon where the Blood Sword Clan members were rushing in.

The Blood Sword Clan members blocked the flying blades. They gritted their teeth and charged into the poison powder, prepared to be poisoned, to prevent the enemy from retreating.

However, as they broke through the poison powder, they were met by Yoo Iseol’s sword.

Slarack!

Yoo Iseol’s sword moved elegantly but with strong purpose, flying in a semicircle towards the necks of those who charged in.

Even in normal circumstances, blocking such a graceful sword would have been difficult. Anyone who burst out of the poison cloud and met her sword was doomed.

Pfoooooot!

Dark red blood erupted from the cleanly cut necks, spraying like gruesome fountains.

Yoo Iseol’s sword efficiently cut through only the vital points of the enemy. Therefore, those who fell victim to her sword met their deaths quickly.

However, the wounds created by Yoo Iseol’s sword were now noticeably larger and deeper than usual.

“Aaargh!”

Dang Pae charged out beside Yoo Iseol and scattered all the hidden weapons he had. These included the deadly hidden weapons of the Dang Clan, like Bovine Hair Needles – tiny, poisoned darts – Ghost King Decree, and Soul Severing Sand – a blinding, toxic powder.

Those who were barely managing to get through the poison powder couldn’t possibly block all the needles, liquids, and sand flying at them like mad.

“Kkraaah!”

Screams erupted from the Blood Sword Clan members as the needles pierced their bodies, and the sand and liquid began to melt their skin, causing terrible pain.

“Let’s go!”

As the screams echoed from within the poison powder, Dang Pae turned and sprinted away without looking back.

“Not yet!”

Just as Chung Myung was about to draw his sword and slay those who were rushing out, Yoo Iseol grabbed his hand tightly.

She pulled him with all her might before he could even react, and ran. The pain shot through his wrist and shoulder from how strongly she pulled.

“Sa-hyung!”

“Follow me!”

Just as Chung Myung was about to say something, Yoo Iseol shouted to stop him.

Chung Myung looked back at Yoo Iseol, bewildered. He knew it wasn’t the time to take his eyes off the enemy, but he was confused.

A shout? From Iseol? He’d never heard her raise her voice like that. Something was really wrong.

Chung Myung tried to say something again, but Yoo Iseol was too resolute, as if she would never let him fight again.

Then, he saw the end of the canyon.

The swordsmen of Mount Hua, including Baek Cheon, were breaking through.

“Aaargh!”

Kwaaaaang!

A huge white sword energy exploded. Namgoong Dowi, who had gathered some strength, was supporting those in the lead.

The enemies fought fiercely, trying to block the path, but Mount Hua’s swordsmen were unstoppable. This canyon was too narrow and steep to stop them.

“Damn it! We’re coming back!”

Dang Pae screamed. Chung Myung instinctively tried to turn back, but Yoo Iseol grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back again intensely.

“Run!”

“There are people behind…”

“I know, so run!”

Chung Myung flinched and looked back at Yoo Iseol. She glared at him, revealing all her anger.

Chung Myung swore he had never seen Yoo Iseol make such an expression, or even imagined that she could.

“Aaargh!”

Dang Pae frantically threw hidden weapons, even though he was almost out. He had to hold them back, even for a moment.

“Young Clan Leader Dang!”

“Yes!”

“Grab him and run!”

Yoo Iseol threw Chung Myung towards Dang Pae and moved towards the rear. Not him. Not today.

“You son of a bitch!”

The Blood Sword Clan members, covered in poison and hidden weapons, glared at Yoo Iseol with murderous intent and swung their thin swords.

Thin swords are better for stabbing than swinging. The fact that they swung their swords meant they were desperate.

Kagaang!

Yoo Iseol’s sword, extended in the shortest distance, struck down the Blood Sword Clan member’s sword to intercept it.

But as the swords collided, two more swords stabbed in, trying to pierce Yoo Iseol’s entire body.

She felt as if her body would be crushed, but Yoo Iseol’s sword moved without the slightest tremor.

Kaaaang!

The sword energy drew a perfect circle in the air, striking down the flying swords. At the same time, Yoo Iseol’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

Even though she had struck down the thin swords, which were twice as thin and finer than the thin sword used by Mount Hua, a dull pain lingered in her wrist.

A stinging sensation, as if cut with a razor blade, was felt on her body, which was not even touched.

The force of their desperate, life-or-death attacks collided.

The pressure of that battlefield was draining Yoo Iseol’s stamina several times faster than usual.

But.

Shwaaaaaa!

Yoo Iseol’s sword, wielded without hesitation, pushed away the enemy’s sword and flew towards the enemies’ necks more quickly than ever.

Clang! Clang! Crack!

Two were blocked, but one was not.

She felt her sword cut through flesh and hit bone. Before she could even think about it, Yoo Iseol pulled her sword back, pushed off the ground, and jumped away.

“Keuk!”

“You bitch!”

Flames erupted in the eyes of the Blood Sword Clan members.

Just as they were about to rush in again, sand like stinging dust was scattered over their heads.

The Blood Sword Clan members were horrified and swung their swords to fend off the sand pouring from above.

However, they couldn’t block all the falling sand.

The sand that fell past the chaotic swords dug into their skin.

“Kkeureureuk⋯⋯.”

Blackened blood foam boiled from the mouth of a Blood Sword Clan member who couldn’t overcome the rising poison.

Another Blood Sword Clan member ran from behind. He pushed the faltering member into the cliff, then charged at Yoo Iseol, roaring like a beast.

“Die!”

A sword fell intensely from above. The true energy contained in that sword would be powerful. A strike as if betting everything on one blow. As Yoo Iseol bit her lip and tried to counter that strike…

Paaaaat!

The sword energy that was spewed out, brushing right next to Yoo Iseol’s neck, pierced the neck of the rushing Blood Sword Clan member in an instant.

The person was swept away by the force and bounced back like he had been hit by a cannonball.

Red blood gushed out like a fountain from his gaping neck, raining blood on the canyon.

Paaaaat! Paaaaat!

The sword energy flew in succession, piercing the necks of the Blood Sword Clan members who were rushing in without losing momentum even in the face of their comrade’s death.

Yoo Iseol bit her lip tightly and shook her sword again.

‘It’s my share!’

Her sword was about to tear through the air like a ray of light and embed itself in the neck of the rushing Blood Sword Clan member.

Pfooooook!

She heard the sound of the sword tearing through flesh. At the same time, she realized the sound was overlapping with something, and her gaze instinctively went down.

A sword stained with blood suddenly protruded from the chest of the Blood Sword Clan member she had cut down, flying towards Yoo Iseol’s solar plexus.

Yoo Iseol’s eyes widened for a moment.

If viewed from behind, it would be an obvious move. But for someone who is wielding a sword at the enemy with all their might, there is no more heinous move than this.

As Yoo Iseol stared at the sword trying to pierce her stomach, another sword energy caught her eye.

Kaaaang!

The red sword energy struck down the sword that was attacking Yoo Iseol. The deflected sword split the Blood Sword Clan member’s body into two with one stroke, and Gwae Ryang, his face distorted like a demon amidst the gushing blood, rushed in.

“You son of a bitch!”

It’s so tiresome.

How else could one explain Gwae Ryang right now? The branch leaders of the Myriad Man Clan, whom even Jang Il-So wouldn’t dare to take as subordinates, were impressive.

Gwae Ryang, one of those branch leaders, was clinging on strongly, proving that the world’s assessment of them was an understatement.

“Get out of the way!”

But Yoo Iseol, who was blocking Gwae Ryang, was not even in his eyes. His eyes were on Chung Myung behind Yoo Iseol. A wounded beast panting for breath.

Everything has its time. This moment is the most crucial time. If he misses that bastard now, he will have to go through a long process again.

Moreover, the certainty that he can catch him at the end of that process was now collapsing. So now, he must see the end now.

But Yoo Iseol had no intention of letting Gwae Ryang go so easily.

Shwaaaaaa!

Swift and sharp, but more than anything, a paradox of being soft.

Yoo Iseol’s sword, which realized that paradox in reality, was wielded softly and cut across Gwae Ryang’s body horizontally.

Kagang!

Gwae Ryang deflected the flying sword without even breathing. Then, as if to shake off something annoying, he tried to slash Yoo Iseol’s torso, but the deflected sword drew a circle in the air and cut at Gwae Ryang’s neck.

“Eut!”

A short groan burst from Gwae Ryang’s mouth.

Kang! Kaang! Kang!

Gwae Ryang’s and Yoo Iseol’s swords collided several times in the air.

“This⋯⋯!”

Murderous intent seethed in Gwae Ryang’s eyes.

This sword sticks to him tightly. Even if he blocks it again and again, it flies in again as if it already knew it would.

A sword that resembles Chung Myung’s, but is clearly different, was scratching Gwae Ryang’s nerves.

“You damn!”

Paaaaat!

As Gwae Ryang was about to explode with anger, a thunderous sword energy struck down from behind Yoo Iseol’s shoulder and flew in.

Gwae Ryang twisted his body violently to the side, but the flying sword energy pierced his side.

Blood gushed from Gwae Ryang’s mouth. His internal organs were not damaged, but the internal energy shook his insides all over.

Gwae Ryang looked at the back of Yoo Iseol with bloodshot eyes.

Chung Myung, standing right behind Yoo Iseol, was looking at him with the eyes of a hunter aiming for prey.

‘Hunting?’

Is he being hunted? Is he?

“This⋯⋯.”

Just as Gwae Ryang was about to scream, unable to contain his boiling anger…

Hwaaaaa!

A huge river of plum blossoms appears in his eyes.

In front of him? No, far away!

The plum blossom petals that bloomed like a torrent from the end of the canyon swept away those who were resisting. Soon, the flowing sword energy spread out over the narrow valley and onto the vast land, as if a river flows into the sea.

That means…

“It’s open!”

Baek Cheon saw the vast land, having destroyed the last resistance. The long canyon has finally revealed its end.

Baek Cheon clenched his fist and shouted loudly.

“Everyone, run! Get out of the canyon!”

“Let’s go!”

“Aaargh!”

Yoon Jong responded to Jo Gul’s cry and burst into a shout.

The disciples of Mount Hua, who were instantly filled with morale, all shouted at the top of their lungs and ran with all their might towards the open road.