Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1053

“Stop them! Raaah!!”

The Law Enforcement Disciples had spent years planning for a fight with the people from the Central Plains. They knew they would face a great enemy with countless numbers. They planned how to confront them and how to defeat them.

But now, they faced something they never expected.

A small group from the Central Plains was breaking through their lines and charging toward them. This was unimaginable for those who had dedicated everything to the Heavenly Demon.

They were surprised. They had always prepared to fight a huge army from the Central Plains, not a small group of incredibly strong fighters. They couldn’t react instantly because they didn’t know how to deal with so few, yet powerful, enemies.

Wham!

Chung Myung’s sword moved like lightning, instantly cutting down the charging Demonic Cult disciples. His swordsmanship was brutal and decisive, unbelievable for a Taoist.

Even the most iron-willed would hesitate at the sight of their comrade’s body being torn apart. But the Demonic Cult disciples proved why they were called the Demonic Cult; they were dedicated and fearless.

“Kahaaack!”

A Demonic Cult disciple from the rear swatted away the body of his fallen comrade and charged at Chung Myung. His hand, stained black with demonic energy, was about to claw at Chung Myung’s face.

Clang!

The Demonic Cult disciple’s hand was blocked by something. Jang Ilso, who had blocked the Demonic Cult disciple’s demonic claws with the rings on his hand, swung his arm.

Thwack!

The Demonic Cult disciple’s head shattered, scattering blood and brain matter everywhere.

“How rude.”

Jang Ilso darkened his eyes and looked at the high-rise building beyond the Demonic Cult disciples.

Hye-yeon and Namgung Dowi ran past him. Jang Ilso chuckled.

“I never thought I’d be guarded by Shaolin and Namgung. This is a rare sight.”

“Stop talking and fight, Jang Ilso!”

“…Hearing these words is also a rare thing.”

Jang Ilso shook his head.

‘This is madness.’

They had broken through about half of the Demonic Cult disciples. But they were now in the middle of the enemy’s formation.

‘If we stop for even a moment, they’ll swarm us from all sides,’ he thought.

That would be the end. Numbers could be meaningless at times, but sometimes, they made an absolute difference.

“Iik!”

The Demonic Cult disciples gathered their demonic energy to knock away the bracelets flying toward them. But then…

Whoosh!

The bracelets wriggled as if alive, dodging the Demonic Cult disciples’ hands and digging into their bodies in strange curves.

Crack!

The tough skin resisted for a moment, but the spinning bracelets ground down the flesh and dug deeper.

“Kkeuaaaack!”

A bracelet tore through a Demonic Cult disciple’s chest and came out their back. It pierced through the bodies of those charging from behind. The bracelets moved in all directions, shattering the bodies of the Demonic Cult disciples.

“Kraaah!”

“Aargh!”

Screams erupted. It was like watching ten golden lightning bolts striking everywhere. A Demonic Cult disciple tried to grab a bracelet flying toward his chest, but it curved upward and pierced through his face. It soared into the night sky like a large star.

“I should join in. All I have to do is not stop, right?”

The momentum of the Demonic Cult disciples collapsed. The Hwasan disciples stared blankly.

Only Chung Myung knew what to do.

Wham!

Chung Myung’s sword cut off the heads of the Demonic Cult disciples.

“Hoo?”

Just as Jang Ilso was about to admire him, Baek Cheon and Yiseol rushed to Chung Myung’s left and right.

Wham!

Baek Cheon and Yiseol poured out swordsmanship similar to Chung Myung’s: concise, deadly, and vicious.

The heads of the Demonic Cult disciples fell. The two people’s swords began to change. The sword, once concise, became a phantom sword that sprayed out countless sword energies.

Thousands of flower petals bloomed from the tips of the two swords. The red plum blossom petals swept through the Demonic Cult disciples and dug into their bodies. There was no way to block the sword energy.

And then…

“Amitabha! Taah!”

Hye-yeon, shouted and gathered his inner strength. The Shaolin’s best talent, carefully nurtured in Shaolin and completed by Hwasan, began to load his fist.

Bang!

Powerful True Strength!

Zzzzzing!

A terrifying power erupted from Hye-yeon’s fist, with a roar as if a building was collapsing.

The power of the Buddha’s law destroys all demons and purifies all that is evil!

Hye-yeon’s Arhat Divine Fist swept through the Demonic Cult disciples.

The Hwasan disciples, including Yoon Jong and Jo Gul, rushed into the space created.

“Break through!”

“Open the way!”

Their swordsmanship poured out forward, piercing through the Demonic Cult formation like a sharp awl.

They didn’t aim for the head. Their job was not to kill or knock down the enemy, but to break through to the high-rise building!

“You goddamn bastards!”

The Law Enforcement Disciples rushed towards Chung Myung. It was obvious who they had to kill first.

Bang!

But the Hwasan disciples and Hye-yeon scattered and blocked the rushing Law Enforcement Disciples.

Clang!

The Law Enforcement Disciples’ hands and the Hwasan disciples’ swords collided, creating a metallic sound.

“Get out of the way! You filthy bastards!”

“Not a chance!”

Jo Gul grinned.

“We’re pretty desperate too!”

Jo Gul glanced at Chung Myung’s back.

“That pace won’t stop until I die, you stupid Demonic Cult bastard!”

The Hwasan swordsmen drove back the Law Enforcement Disciples.

“Keuk!”

“These bastards!”

The Law Enforcement Disciples were strong, but they couldn’t focus because their minds were elsewhere.

While the Hwasan disciples dealt with the Law Enforcement Disciples, Un Geom and Im So-byeong ran forward to fill the empty space.

“It looks like it’ll be a bit too much to handle alone.”

“Ugh. Now it’s the front again, you need to stop overworking us!”

Namgung Dowi saw the scene, sparks flying from his eyes. He gritted his teeth, panting.

“The vanguard is my place!”

Namgung Dowi rushed out and raised his sword.

Gooooooo!

The white sword energy at the tip of the sword increased. Namgung Dowi, glared and swung his sword.

“Ooooooh!”

Namgung Dowi unleashed his most powerful move, the Emperor’s Sword. A huge wave of white energy exploded from his blade.

Kwwaaaaa!

The white sword energy fell in the middle of the enemy, causing a huge explosion.

“Go, Sect Leader!”

“Go, Chung Myung!”

Hearing those shouts, Chung Myung kicked off the ground. He didn’t turn his head. There was no need to check on those left behind. That would insult those who opened the way.

He had to run along that path and reach it! Un Geom and Im So-byeong desperately pushed back the Demonic Cult disciples. Chung Myung and Jang Ilso kicked off the ground at the same time. The two became streaks of red and black light, breaking through the weakened encirclement.

And then!

Wham!

Chung Myung grabbed the head of the last Demonic Cult disciple and slammed it into the floor. He lifted his body. The Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword shone white.

“Tahaaa!”

The red sword energy instantly embedded itself in the lower floor of the high-rise building.

Kwwaaaaa!

The high-rise building, already half-destroyed, began to collapse.

Rumble! Rumble!

“Ah…”

Jeokil’s eyes were filled with despair and fear.

Thick dust rose from the collapsed high-rise building. Chung Myung’s sword had reached its destination.

Rumble! Rumble!

The high-rise building collapsed. The dust drifted away.

In the middle of the ruins, a man appeared.

The world was silent.