Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1347

“Enemy!”

“W-where?”

The Ten Thousand Great Mountains were dark and quickly became chaotic.

“This way!”

People who heard the loud voice ran towards it.

“Th-this!”

Soon, they saw a body on the ground. Blood was still pouring from his neck. They knew he was the one who screamed.

“He can’t be far! Search everywhere!”

They were partly right, partly wrong. He was close, but they didn’t need to search around. He was already behind them.

Wham!

The sword cut through the air and hit the Maninbang men in their backs. It cut their hearts right away.

“Kraaah!”

A scary scream filled the night.

“There!”

“Don’t let him get away!”

Dozens of Maninbang men heard the scream. They saw Chung Myung with his sword in the dark and ran at him like dogs.

Chung Myung looked at them coldly. He pushed hard off the ground, using his sword’s power.

Whoosh!

For a moment, Chung Myung seemed to stretch out. Then he disappeared. His black Mount Hua uniform mixed with the dark, hiding him quickly.

“That way! He went that way! Chase him!”

“Where?!”

“That way, you blockheads!”

The Maninbang men screamed and chased Chung Myung.

“N-no presence!”

“Nonsense! Can someone just vanish?”

“B-but…!”

Martial artists don’t just look. They try to feel his energy, hear any sound, sense anything.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t find him. It was like he was gone.

“S-spread out! He can’t be far!”

Unless he was a ghost, he had to be close…

Then, one of the men felt something cold on his back.

He felt like his soul was freezing. He felt the cold touch of sharp metal on his neck. It spread coldness through his body.

‘H-how…?’

Snikt!

Shwiiiik!

The cold blade became warm with blood.

“W-what!”

The men running ahead heard the sound and turned around, scared. The man who was running with them was falling, blood coming from his mouth. Chung Myung was behind him.

The men were shocked and swung their swords.

“Aaaargh! Die!”

But Chung Myung wasn’t going to be stopped by wild swings. If he was, the Maninbang wouldn’t have lost so many men.

Clang! Clang!

Chung Myung’s Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness blocked the swords. Then it moved like a snake and cut the men’s throats.

Crack!

“Krrrk….”

Those with cut throats fell. Their eyes were full of fear. Chung Myung’s sword was covered in blood.

“There!”

“Send the signal now!”

Peeeeee!

The whistle sounded like a scream. Chung Myung’s eyes became darker.

Bang!

An explosion happened where he stood. Chung Myung moved quickly towards the men charging at him. He swung his sword and cut through their waists.

Whoosh!

Blood shot out from the cuts.

“You baaaaastard!”

The other men saw their friends cut in half. They were scared and angry, and they swung their swords.

Clang!

Chung Myung blocked a sword and then cut off the man’s head.

Before the blood could even come out, he jumped back.

“Don’t let him get away!”

The men ran after him, screaming. Then Chung Myung disappeared behind the mountain.

“Follow him!”

The Maninbang men ran to where Chung Myung went. But they couldn’t see anything.

It was dark and they couldn’t breathe.

“What….”

Nothing. They tried to feel him, but they couldn’t.

“Where did he go…!”

One of the men was screaming. He suddenly stopped. He felt cold all over.

He tried to look up, but he couldn’t move. He felt a sharp pain in his neck.

Thunk!

The sword went down through the back of the Maninbang man’s neck.

His eyes opened wide. The sword cut his neck and went into his spine. He couldn’t breathe and his body shook badly.

“K-kill him!”

The men around him swung their swords. But before they could hit him, Chung Myung’s sword sent out sword energy.

“Aaaaaaargh!”

“Kraaah!”

The men screamed as the sword energy tore them apart. The smell of blood filled the air. Chung Myung killed five men quickly. He disappeared into the darkness.

“H-here! This way!”

The men who came late opened their eyes wide. They saw the bodies of the men, full of Chung Myung’s sword marks. They were getting cold.

“T-this bastard….”

“That way!”

Then, someone saw Chung Myung move and shouted. Some of them ran after Chung Myung right away.

“W-we too!”

Then, a loud shout came from behind them.

“Which way is it!”

“Squad Leader!”

It was Mo Hwi, the third squad leader of the Ghost Scythe Unit. His men were happy to see him. They didn’t want to chase Chung Myung alone.

“It’s the Mount Hua Sword Hero, that way!”

“Follow me!”

Mo Hwi ran forward quickly. The others followed him, feeling braver.

But Mo Hwi’s face became serious as he ran fast over the rough mountain. Some of them were chasing the Mount Hua Sword Hero, but he couldn’t feel anyone. The mountain was hard to run on and he couldn’t see anything.

He felt scared and wanted to throw up. But Mo Hwi gritted his teeth and kept going.

Thud! He turned around the mountain and smelled blood.

“Ugh….”

The bodies of the Maninbang men were everywhere. Blood was coming from the holes in their chests. They had been attacked recently.

“That damn bastard….”

Mo Hwi’s face twisted.

“Squad Leader!”

“We can’t find him!”

“Don’t worry! He’s not a ghost. Where could he go? Divide into two groups. One group searches here, the other searches the top of the mountain!”

“Yes!”

Mo Hwi looked up at the mountain. If he was Chung Myung, he would use the mountain. It was dark and perfect for hiding.

“Krr, krrk….”

Mo Hwi heard a faint sound below and frowned. A badly wounded man was shaking in pain, not dead yet.

“Tsk.”

Mo Hwi walked to him and raised his sword to kill him quickly.

But as he raised his sword, he saw something strange. The man was trying to tell him something with his eyes.

Whoosh!

Then, a light went through the man’s stomach and hit Mo Hwi.

“Aaargh!”

Mo Hwi twisted his body to protect important parts. He knew something was wrong because of the man’s eyes.

But he was still hurt.

Whoosh!

The body fell over. Chung Myung, covered in blood, jumped up. He swung his sword and cut Mo Hwi’s knees.

Snikt! Snikt!

Mo Hwi’s knees were cut and he fell.

“Uaaaaaargh!”

Even though he was hurt, Mo Hwi tried to swing his sword. Chung Myung’s sword cut his wrists and forearms.

Snikt!

“Krrrk….”

Then, Chung Myung’s sword cut Mo Hwi’s stomach.

Mo Hwi couldn’t stand and fell forward. But Chung Myung grabbed his hair from behind.

Mo Hwi’s head was pulled back. The Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness touched his neck.

“Ugh…. Ughh….”

Mo Hwi looked back and saw Chung Myung’s eyes. They looked cold and blue even in the dark.

“Hwa, Hwasan….”

Thunk!

“Uaaaaaaaaaargh!”

Mo Hwi screamed. The scream spread out like a signal.

“Heeuh…. Heeuhh….”

Chung Myung didn’t care that Mo Hwi was shaking. He looked at him coldly.

Mo Hwi was in pain and found it strange. He wasn’t afraid to die. But when he saw Chung Myung’s eyes, he felt a fear worse than death.

“You need to scream louder.”

“…….”

“That way, more will come. Those idiots don’t know this is their grave.”

“Y-you son of a b….”

Crack!

Chung Myung’s sword cut through Mo Hwi’s neck quickly.

“Krr, krrrk….”

Blood came out. Mo Hwi’s eyes closed.

Chung Myung kicked Mo Hwi away. He felt the men coming and smirked.

Thud.

He walked towards the scared men.

The men backed away, pale. Chung Myung asked.

“What’s wrong?”

He looked at them coldly.

“Weren’t you chasing me to kill me?”

“Y-you crazy bastard….”

Chung Myung looked up at the sky. It was dark.

“Looks like you understand.”

The sword covered part of Chung Myung’s face.

“That the tables have turned.”

Cold light shone in Chung Myung’s eyes, seen from behind the sword.

“Let’s continue. The night is still young.”

Then, a terrible scream filled with pain echoed.