Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1437

“Yes, I’ll remember.”

Crack!

Chung Myung gritted his teeth as hard as he could.

A terrible aura came from his eyes. It was so strong it felt like it could stop your breath. That deadly anger was aimed at one person far away.

It was a man in a blood-red coat.

His face was very pale, almost white. A red line curved across his face. When Chung Myung saw him, he felt cold fear.

That bastard! It was that bastard!

How many people had suffered because of that bastard’s plans? How many had died because of that devil’s tricks?

No matter how hard he tried to hold it back, he couldn’t. The anger that had been building up inside him burst out as a shout.

“Jang Ilsoooooooo!”

The shout echoed loudly. It was a fierce rage, like lava flowing from a volcano.

Whoooo!

The sword in Chung Myung’s hand seemed to feel his anger too. It hummed with power. Chung Myung gripped the sword tightly and was about to jump forward when…

“Stop!”

Yoo Iseol, who was right behind Chung Myung, grabbed him tightly, trying to stop him. She held Chung Myung’s angry body, and Yoon Jong quickly helped to hold him back.

“Calm down, you crazy bastard!” Yoon Jong shouted. “He’s not someone you can just attack. You’ll die!”

At the same time, blood trickled down from Chung Myung’s tightly closed lips.

Didn’t Chung Myung know?

The main group of the Mount Hua Sect and the Tang Family hadn’t arrived yet. In this situation, attacking Jang Ilso, who was guarded by the Myriad Man House, was like suicide.

The enemy was Jang Ilso. He wouldn’t fight Chung Myung fairly. Instead, he would use his advantage in numbers to defeat Chung Myung.

Yes, he knew. He knew he needed to stay calm.

But no matter how hard he tried, the anger inside him wouldn’t go away. His stomach felt like it was turning inside out. Chung Myung bit his lips harder.

“Aaaaargh!”

Chung Myung shook off Yoon Jong and jumped forward.

“Chung Myung-ah!”

He knew. He knew that Yoon Jong was right. He had to be calm, especially now.

Clench!

But the anger he couldn’t control pushed into his sword and rose up. Chung Myung used all the inner power he had left and put it into the Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness.

“Aaaaargh!”

His body twisted like a drawn bowstring and shot forward. At the same time, Chung Myung’s sword flew. Chung Myung put all his power into his sword. It flew towards Jang Ilso like lightning, cutting through the dark sky.

Zzzzzing!

A roar that seemed to shake the sky echoed. Yoon Jong and Yoo Iseol quickly looked ahead. The amazing power in Chung Myung’s sword made them hope for a moment.

Chung Myung’s sword cut through the air, and the figure of the man in front of it became clear. Everything seemed to slow down. Chung Myung saw the rings on Jang Ilso’s hands glowing with many colors.

Jang Ilso’s hands, covered in colorful inner power, struck the flying sword.

Kwaaaang!

The silence broke like glass, and a huge roar shook the world.

The disciples of the Myriad Man House couldn’t handle the power of the clash and were thrown back, spitting blood.

Crack!

The Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness, blocked by Jang Ilso’s rings, twisted as if it were alive. Seeing the sword trying to break through the rings and stab his neck, Jang Ilso laughed.

“Haaat!”

Kwaaaang!

With another roar, the Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness flew into the sky. The sword, as if angry that it couldn’t cut Jang Ilso’s neck, used up all its power and fell.

Plop!

The Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness stuck into the hard ground like tofu, more than halfway in, right in front of Jang Ilso. As Jang Ilso stared at it, he reached out to grab it. At that moment, with a ‘crack’ sound, two rings broke and fell at his feet.

Drip.

Then, a bright red drop of blood fell onto the broken rings. Jang Ilso looked at the rings, then quietly looked down at his hand. Blood was flowing from a cut on his hand.

Jang Ilso’s eyes looked strange for a moment. But it was only for a moment, and then he smiled gently as usual.

“Oh, my. How violent.”

Jang Ilso raised his hand and slowly licked the blood. He stared at Chung Myung with his red tongue sticking out, a strange madness in his eyes.

“Even in that state, you’re attacking without thinking. Who knows who’s the good guy and who’s the villain? Haha!”

His voice, filled with inner power, reached Chung Myung’s ears even from far away.

Just as Chung Myung clenched his fist, Jang Ilso looked him in the eye. Jang Ilso smiled.

“You want to kill me, don’t you.”

At his calm voice, Chung Myung’s anger exploded. Anyone else would have been scared, but Jang Ilso just laughed.

“If you had been a little faster, you could have killed me. You missed me by a hair, you must be angry. Right?”

Chung Myung’s body was shaking. He could barely contain his burning hatred.

“But… Mount Hua Divine Dragon.”

Jang Ilso, who had been smiling, suddenly covered his face with his bloody hand.

In the eyes between his fingers, an eerie light appeared. Regret and hatred, twisted desire. The look in his eyes made people shrink back.

“That’s… the same for me.”

Jang Ilso also had to let someone he wanted to kill go because of the situation. If he didn’t risk his life, Jang Ilso would have done anything to kill Chung Myung right there.

“So, don’t be too disappointed. You know it anyway. You and I are destined to fight.”

Jang Ilso chuckled and laughed.

He knew, and Chung Myung knew too. They couldn’t both live. One of them had to die to end it. Their fight would be like that.

Not because of anger, not because of hate. Was it fate? Destiny? No. They just couldn’t stand each other.

“Just wait a little.”

Jang Ilso grabbed the Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness. The sword cried out as if it didn’t want Jang Ilso to touch it. But Jang Ilso didn’t care and pulled the sword out of the ground.

“I’ll come to end your stubborn life soon.”

Wham!

The Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness flew towards Chung Myung.

But Chung Myung didn’t even blink as he watched the sword fly towards him. He only looked at Jang Ilso.

Slash!

The Plum Blossom Sword of Darkness cut Chung Myung’s face and stuck into the ground.

Blood flowed from the cut below his eyes. Both Chung Myung and Jang Ilso’s faces were stained with blood.

Chung Myung slowly opened his mouth.

“No need to come.”

His voice was a growl, not as loud as Jang Ilso’s. But Jang Ilso heard those words clearly.

“Because I’m going.”

A strange look crossed Jang Ilso’s face. Chung Myung continued.

“The end is only for you. Wait. I will cut off your neck.”

A bitter smile appeared on Jang Ilso’s lips. His eyes curved like a crescent moon.

Drip.

Blood dripped from Jang Ilso’s hand and soaked into the ground.

Clatter.

The rings on Jang Ilso’s fingers rubbed against each other, creating a strange tension.

Everyone held their breath. The sound of Jang Ilso’s rings grew faster, and their hearts beat faster too. It was hard to breathe.

Even though it was just a simple hand gesture.

“Hmm.”

But then his hand relaxed again.

At the same time, some people collapsed, relieved of the tension. Their legs had given way.

“If you expect too much, you’ll be disappointed… If you say that, I can’t help but expect something.”

Jang Ilso’s face showed joy and hatred. A scary smile appeared on his face.

“Then cut it off. My neck is always here.”

“Remember this. When you die, you’ll remember what I said.”

Jang Ilso stared at Chung Myung. And then, he laughed.

“Haha.”

“Hahaha!”

Jang Ilso laughed so hard that the world seemed to shake. In the silence, only Jang Ilso’s wild laughter echoed.

After laughing for a long time, Jang Ilso glared at Chung Myung and turned away. His coat fluttered.

“Yes, I’ll remember.”

Jang Ilso slowly took a step. The Hong Clan, who had been guarding him, also glared at Chung Myung and turned away.

“See you again, Mount Hua Divine Dragon. Haha! Hahaha!”

Jang Ilso and the Myriad Man House left slowly. The others could only watch them go.

Leaving behind blood and broken rings, Jang Ilso disappeared.

“Chung Myung-ah.”

As Yoon Jong called out, Chung Myung bit his lip.

‘Jang Ilso.’

Chung Myung remembered those three letters.

Until now, he had only hated the Heavenly Demon.

Jang Ilso was different. The Heavenly Demon was not human. He just wanted to destroy the world. But Jang Ilso was human. More human than anyone else. He was made of all the evil in humans.

That’s why he was hateful, and that’s why he was dangerous.

Chung Myung muttered.

“We’ll see each other again soon.”

And that day, his sword would stab Jang Ilso’s neck.

Even if he had to risk everything.

“I’ll remember it.”