Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 164

Rain fell hard.

Then, the cliff above them started to break. Big rocks and dirt, some as large as houses, tumbled down. It looked like a giant wave of brown earth was crashing towards them.

Dust flew up like thick clouds, making it hard to see. Huge stones fell quickly, hitting the ground with loud crashes, like explosions.

“Jump! JUMP!”

Chung Myung roared.

The disciples of Mount Hua, as soon as they heard Chung Myung’s shout, threw themselves to the ground without even thinking. They jumped before they even thought about it.

It was an astonishing display of trust.

But the others didn’t understand what was happening yet.

“No! You idiots! Jump down now! Are you deaf or something?”

Chung Myung kicked anyone he could reach, sending them flying down.

“What’s going on…?”

“‘What’ is going to freeze you to death!”

Chung Myung grabbed the person next to him by the neck and roughly threw them over the cliff edge.

“Aaaargh! That lunatic!”

Then, like a lightning bolt, he ran wildly across the top of the cliff.

“People!”

Thwack!

“When someone speaks!”

Thwack!

“You should listen!”

He ran across the cliff top like a storm, kicking everyone he could reach. Those who saw it were horrified and jumped off the cliff.

“Malco!”

Chung Myung shouted at Heo Sanja.

“Jump down now!”

“What are you doing! That’s just asking for death!”

“I know, so jump! Now!”

With those words, Chung Myung also jumped off the cliff.

Heo Sanja bit his lip as he watched.

“Elder?”

They had to decide what to do. There was no time to think for long.

“Jump! We’re going down!”

“Yes!”

Watching his disciples jump down one after another, Heo Sanja also jumped off the cliff.

‘That child surpasses my imagination!’

If so, trusting him might be the only way to survive.

“Euraaaah!!”

Chung Myung kicked at the air several times.

Normally, when falling, you try to make your body lighter and use your inner energy to slow down. But Chung Myung was doing the opposite, making himself fall faster and shooting down to the ground as quickly as possible.

‘Damn it, there’s no time!’

The ceiling had already started to collapse in the distance, which would buy them some time. But soon those rocks would crash into the ground, and everyone here would be buried.

Kuuuuuung!

Chung Myung slammed into the ground, and rocks scattered everywhere.

“Kkeueueueu.”

“Chung Myung-ah! The path we came from is blocked!”

“I knew it. That dog of an old geezer!”

Chung Myung gritted his teeth. The place they had come through was now blocked by a solid stone wall.

Could they cut it down?

‘There’s no way that’ll work.’

The person who created this place must have prepared for that. It would be almost impossible to cut through that stone wall.

Even if they managed to cut it down, there was no guarantee that the place wouldn’t collapse.

Chung Myung decided to go with his first idea. Unless Yakseon was completely crazy, there had to be a way to survive.

“Chung Myung-ah! What do we do now!”

“The floor!”

Chung Myung shouted immediately.

“Dig up the floor! Right now! There must be something on the floor!”

“The floor?”

“Don’t ask, just move!”

Chung Myung drew his sword and stabbed it into the floor, just like when the Wudang had found the entrance to the Sword Tomb.

Everyone else stabbed their weapons into the floor as well. Right now, they had to follow him.

“There’s something!”

“There’s something here too! The sword won’t go in!”

“Over here too!”

This time, the problem wasn’t finding something, but that everyone had found something.

Chung Myung’s face lit up.

“Dig! Dig! You bastards! Dig out everything that’s covered! Now!”

Without thinking, everyone started digging according to Chung Myung’s instructions. They couldn’t see anything, so they had to trust the one person who seemed to know what to do.

Even if that person was just a young Mount Hua kid who came out of nowhere.

“Aaaaargh!”

Everyone started digging into the ground with desperate eyes. They used their weapons or even their bare hands.

Who cared if weapons were damaged or fingernails were torn? They were all about to die anyway.

“Dig! Dig faster, you bastards! Don’t stop working!”

Chung Myung shouted and swung his sword wildly.

“Eurachaaaa!”

Every time he swung his sword, a pile of dirt as big as a person was thrown to the side. But the floor was wide, and there was so much to dig…

“Heuaaaat!”

At that moment, the Wudang’s sword energy, like a blue streak, dug into the ground.

Wham! Wham!

“That’s it!”

Those guys were actually useful here! Their wide sword energy was perfect for digging up the floor.

They should have used their skills to dig tunnels from the start, instead of trying to live longer with mystical medicine! You damned bastards!

“This is like metal!”

“There’s a wide metal plate! Sword energy doesn’t work on it!”

Hearing that, Heo Sanja used his sword energy and stepped forward.

“Get out of the way! I’ll cut it….”

“Aaaaargh!”

Suddenly, Chung Myung rushed over and kicked him.

Heo Sanja fell to the ground, shocked.

“W-what are you doing…?”

“What do you mean ‘cut it,’ you crazy bastard! This is our only hope!”

“Huh….”

Chung Myung ignored Heo Sanja and looked up.

“Wow, seriously….”

Rocks were falling, filling the gaps in the cliff where the Divine Soldiers had been.

‘Ah, no!’

At this rate, they wouldn’t be able to escape in time.

Chung Myung looked back down. There had to be a way….

“There!”

Chung Myung shouted and threw himself to one side.

There!

Even though it was covered in dirt and stone, the material was different from the rest.

Chung Myung swung his sword like lightning.

Kwaaaaang!

Dirt and sand flew everywhere, and the floor was revealed!

“T-this!”

“It’s a door! Aaaaargh!”

Chung Myung’s eyes were very red, with lines of blood showing.

A door.

It was the same kind of portal they’d seen when they first came into this place.

This door was different. The first door showed swords fighting. But this door had swords drawn on it that were stuck in the ground.

Here! Cut here, Mal-ko!

Heo San-ja ran forward, holding his sword high.

Wham! Wham!

Heo San-ja swung his sword and smashed the door into many pieces. Right away, a dark hole opened up again.

Without even looking back, Chung Myung held his hand out to the side.

Thwack!

Huh?

Baek Cheon turned to Chung Myung, his eyes wide open in surprise.

“Go, Sa-suk!”

“W-what? Hey, you crazy ba—Aaaargh!”

Chung Myung grabbed Baek Cheon and threw him into the hole. Then, he pushed the other Hwasan students in one after another, like he was stuffing them into a bag.

“Jump yourselves! Unless you’ve got a death wish!”

There was no time to wait.

Everyone used all their strength and jumped into the hole. They knew that this was their only chance to live.

“Jump! Jump! Now!”

Then, Chung Myung saw something strange.

Far away, the Beggars Union members were carrying the injured people on their backs. They knew they might die if they didn’t jump quickly. But they were still helping the injured people who couldn’t walk.

“Ah, those lunatics!”

Chung Myung ran to them and grabbed Hong Daeguang by the collar.

“Uh, uh?”

“What are you doing, you beggar punk!”

“There are injured people! They’ll die if we leave them!”

“I’m about to die, I’m about to die! Aish! How did you lot even get this far!”

Chung Myung grabbed the confused Beggars Union members and the injured, who didn’t understand what was happening, and threw them towards the entrance.

“There’s a time and place for being nosy!”

Finally, after throwing everyone he could reach, Chung Myung looked up.

“Ugh, bloody hell!”

Rocks were falling like rain, ready to crush him at any second.

“Aaaaaaaaargh!”

Chung Myung screamed and jumped to the side. He felt the cold wind near his head. He lay flat on the ground and started crawling towards the hole on his hands and knees.

He moved very fast, using his arms and legs. He looked like a big cockroach running as fast as it could.

“What are you doing! Mal-ko!”

“Hurry!”

Heo San-ja stayed at the hole to make sure everyone got in. Then he shouted at Chung Myung.

“Jump in! Now!”

“Nosiness, my foot!”

A rock fell towards Heo San-ja’s head. Chung Myung pushed off the ground, grabbed Heo San-ja around the waist, and spun him around.

“Eura-chaaaaa!”

He kicked the falling rock hard, and the force of his kick pushed him backwards into the hole. He was moving so fast…

Boom!

“Ugh!”

Chung Myung’s eyes rolled back.

He didn’t know that the hole, which looked deep, was only just deep enough for someone to stand in.

He crashed headfirst into the ground, hitting it hard. Chung Myung held his head and rolled around on the floor.

“Aaaaaargh! Yakseon, you son of a—!”

It wasn’t Yakseon’s fault, but Chung Myung was too angry to think clearly.

He held his head and groaned for a while before standing up and looking around.

The space was strange. It was wide, but the ceiling felt very low, making it feel narrow too.

Everyone who had lived was there in that space.

“I-is it over now?”

“Chung Myung-ah! Are you alright?”

Am I alright?

What about me? What about us?

“I’m fine! But what about us…”

I’ll have to see.

Chung Myung looked up, his red eyes blazing. Maybe Yakseon wanted to save those who found and came into this space.

But…

‘Even Yakseon, who made the Sword Tomb, couldn’t test this place.’

No one knew if this place could handle so many falling rocks, did they?

Chung Myung hoped that Yakseon, who was very smart, had made this place perfectly.

And then.

Thump!

Craaaash!

The sound of the falling rocks shook the whole space. It felt like a huge cannon had exploded right in front of them.

Their insides twisted, and their eardrums burst. Some people coughed up blood, held their faces, and fell to the floor.

“Aaaaaaaaargh!”

“Uaaaaaargh!”

Screams filled the air, but the Hwasan and Wudang students stood strong, dealing with the shock and watching what was happening.

But things didn’t look good.

Baek Cheon’s face turned white.

“Ch-Chung Myung-ah! Oh no, it’s collapsing!”

The metal holding up the ceiling started to bend. It didn’t break when the rocks first hit, but it looked like it couldn’t hold on for much longer because the rocks kept falling.

Now it was clear. This place couldn’t handle the force of the falling rocks.

“Uaaaaaaaargh! Yakseooooooon!”

You son of a—! Why couldn’t you be properly smart! If you’re going to be smart, be properly smart!

At this rate, everyone would be crushed.

“Better to die fighting! Bloody hell!”

Chung Myung jumped to his feet and held his hands up towards the ceiling.

Thud! Thump!

“Ugh!”

It felt like his back was breaking with every hit. But he had to keep going! If the space couldn’t hold, they had to add their own strength.

Chung Myung used all his strength and desperately pushed upwards against the ceiling.

“What are you doing, you bastards! Want to die?”

Heo San-ja was the first to understand what Chung Myung was doing.