Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1291

Surprise can shock anyone. Even calm people struggle to think clearly when they are confused.

“They’re breaking through!”

“We can’t stop them!”

“Damn it!”

This is what happened to those facing Chung Myung. Even though they knew he was coming, their minds went empty when they saw him.

This wasn’t something they could fix by trying harder. A mouse can’t beat a tiger, no matter how brave it is, right?

“Aaaargh!”

Chung Myung wasn’t a gentle tiger who would be kind to a weak mouse. He was a fierce tiger who would bite anything in his way.

Most enemies were scared by this fierce tiger. They panicked, stumbled, and couldn’t think straight.

But nothing lasts forever.

As the fighting continued and one side kept losing badly, some of the people surrounding them started to think differently.

Yang Po, a student from the Hainan group, ran as fast as he could.

‘I think I’m going to die.’ He gasped for air, his head spinning. Everything went blurry.

It was weird. He was running fast, and he was a trained student from Hainan, a famous group. He shouldn’t be this tired just from running. He wasn’t poisoned or tired from fighting.

But Yang Po was getting tired very quickly.

‘Is it always like this?’ Everything here seemed to be taking away his energy.

The horrible sounds of people dying, the staring eyes of the dead bodies, the awful smell of blood he couldn’t ignore, and even angry shouts from everywhere… Most of all, he felt the fear that if he stopped paying attention for even a second, he would become one of those bodies!

Running while feeling all this made Yang Po weaker and weaker. It felt like being tired wasn’t just about his body being tired.

‘Am I the only one feeling this way?’ Yang Po looked around. He saw others running hard beside him, their teeth clenched. Their faces were twisted in pain, and they looked like they were about to collapse. They seemed to be feeling the same thing.

Yang Po bit his lip hard, until it hurt. He couldn’t complain. This was war. If he slowed down, he might not just die himself. That’s why everyone was pushing themselves so hard, right?

‘Somehow…’ He wiped the sweat from his face quickly. He looked down and saw a dead enemy on the ground.

‘Ugh!’ Yang Po closed his eyes at the sight of the bloody, still body. He jumped over it. Normally, you shouldn’t step over a dead person. But now, there was no time for manners.

But then, something happened. The dead body, lying there with its mouth open, suddenly opened its eyes wide. Like lightning, it stabbed upwards with a sword at Yang Po as he stepped over.

“Aaaagh!” Yang Po fell hard to the ground.

“Yang Po!”

“You monster!” The Hainan students behind Yang Po were furious and stabbed the man who attacked him.

“Kkeureuk….” The man, now full of swords like a hedgehog, died right there. The students who pulled out their swords hurried to Yang Po.

“Yang Po!”

“Are you okay?”

“I, I’m okay….”

“The cut is deep!” Blood poured from his leg where he was stabbed. Seeing their friend badly hurt, the others didn’t know what to do and panicked.

Just then, Tang Soso ran over fast like an arrow and pushed people out of the way. She pressed hard on Yang Po’s leg to stop the bleeding.

“Are you a doctor?!” Just as everyone felt relieved, she grabbed Yang Po by the back of his neck, fast as lightning, and pulled him up hard. Everyone was shocked.

“No, Doctor! What are you doing?!”

“We need to bandage it first!” But Tang Soso completely ignored everyone’s shouts and complaints and pushed Yang Po forward roughly.

“Run.” Yang Po was confused and looked back at her. But Tang Soso’s face was ice cold.

“Run, or you’ll die.”

“Doctor! He’s hurt in the leg! How can he run….” Tang Soso’s face suddenly became angry and scary.

“So, are you going to stay here and die with him while protecting him?” Everyone went silent.

Only then did they truly understand where they were and the danger they were in.

Looking back, they saw others running past them.

“Run! Or you’ll die!” Tang Soso, her voice sharp and cold, left them behind and ran ahead.

“Damn it!” Some people gritted their teeth and helped Yang Po by putting his arm around their shoulders.

“Everyone, run! We can’t waste time!”

“Yes!”

“Yang Po! I know it hurts, but you have to keep going.”

“Y, yes, Senior Brother!”

But this was only the start.

Just because they were from the Demonic Sect didn’t mean they were stupid or weak. Actually, they were very clever at staying alive and attacking their enemies.

If they ran away, Ho Gamyeong would kill them. Even if one person escaped and told Ho Gamyeong, they were doomed.

But if they fought Chung Myung, they would also die.

So, they chose a different way: attack only the weaker fighters, not the strong ones.

Their target became clear: Hainan.

“Kahaaa!”

“Ugh!” Lee Ja-yang’s face twisted in pain.

‘These monsters!’ He had to fight much more often now. These damn enemies were ignoring Chung Myung at the front and only attacking Hainan.

It was easy for them. They could tell who was who just by looking at their clothes.

‘What do they think we are…!’ Lee Ja-yang bit his lip hard, feeling angry and insulted.

The light blue uniform, the color of the sea. It showed they were from Hainan. This uniform was Hainan’s symbol, something he was always proud of. But here, in this battle, the uniform meant ‘weakness.’ This made him incredibly angry.

“You monster!” Just as Lee Ja-yang, furious, was about to attack, three swords suddenly came at him. Because he was angry and lost focus, the enemies attacked him quickly, like ghosts appearing from nowhere.

Lee Ja-yang’s eyes went wide as he realized he was in danger!

But then, many sword attacks came from somewhere and hit the Demonic Sect fighters who were attacking Lee Ja-yang, killing them instantly.

Lee Ja-yang turned his head, surprised. Jo Gul, who had looked at him for a moment, turned away and kept running forward.

“That….”

“Ja-yang! Are you okay?”

“Y, yes, Senior Brother!” Lee Ja-yang answered Gwak Hwan-so quickly and bit his lip hard.

‘Would I have survived?’ No, probably not. He wasn’t skilled enough to stop three swords at once. Even if he lived, he would have been badly hurt, maybe losing an arm or leg, and then he would be a burden and die anyway.

But that man had stopped the scary attack with just a quick move of his sword. He had even killed the attackers. It was like it was nothing to him.

‘Was his name Jo Gul?’ He felt a huge difference in skill. And the person who showed him this difference wasn’t even the best fighter from Mount Hua, Chung Myung, or the second best, Baek Cheon, or even Namgoong Dowi from the Namgoong Family. It was just Jo Gul, a younger student from Mount Hua.

Lee Ja-yang was one of the first students of Hainan. They were younger than usual this time, but still, Jo Gul was much younger than him, maybe fifteen years younger.

But this young student from Mount Hua was fighting so well that Lee Ja-yang couldn’t even imagine being that good. This shocked Lee Ja-yang even more than almost dying.

Lee Ja-yang was still quite good at fighting in Hainan….

‘Wait?’ He was good for Hainan. But even he almost died just now.

Also, where he was, there were Mount Hua students on both sides, and Chung Myung in front. They were the front line, breaking through the enemy. It should be the most dangerous place. But now, strangely, it felt like the safest place in the whole group.

What about the people behind him, who were not as good fighters? What was happening in the back, where the Demonic Sect enemies, who were too afraid to attack the front line, were attacking like crazy?

Lee Ja-yang quickly turned around.

“Aaaaaaaargh!” Suddenly, he heard everything around him. It was a desperate cry, and he knew the voice.

“Jin-gwan!” Lee Ja-yang screamed.

He saw Jin-gwan, another student, falling down with a long cut from his side across his chest.

Even though his close friend, like a brother, was falling, no one could help him. Everyone was fighting as hard as they could to stop the enemies attacking them, so even if someone fell, they couldn’t even look.

“You monster!” Just then, Geum Yang-baek, the leader of Hainan, roared and charged at the Demonic Sect fighter who had cut Jin-gwan. Geum Yang-baek attacked his neck, and the enemy fell to the ground instantly.

“Gwan-ah!” Geum Yang-baek held Jin-gwan.

“Gwan-ah! Are you okay?” He knew it was a silly question. Jin-gwan’s blue uniform was already soaked red with blood. How could he be okay when so much blood was coming out?

But what else could he say when he was so worried?

“Cough, cough!” Jin-gwan coughed hard, and dark red blood poured from his mouth. It looked like the cut had hurt his insides badly.

“Medicine! Is there a doctor here?!”

“T, there’s someone from Mount Hua…!”

“Get them here now! Now!”

“H, Leader….” Geum Yang-baek heard a weak voice and looked down quickly.

“Yes! Gwan-ah, just hang on! A doctor will be here soon….”

“C, cold….”

“Gwan-ah! Gwan-ah!” Jin-gwan’s head dropped to the side with a heavy thump.

Geum Yang-baek’s hand, holding Jin-gwan, shook. He felt Jin-gwan’s body getting colder in his arms.

“Jin-gwan!”

“Aaaaaaargh! You monsters!” People had died before in this war against the Demonic Sect. But seeing his own student, his friend, die right in front of him was too much to bear.

Blood vessels stood out on Geum Yang-baek’s face. He was about to scream in anger.

“Aaaaaaack!” Another scream came right after. Geum Yang-baek turned his head quickly.