Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1687

Even if it Fades into a Joke (3)

“Look out below! Something’s coming from below! Raaah!!”

“Wh-what is it?”

Desperate screams came from everywhere on the cliff. Those struggling to climb looked down with difficulty.

Below? They were close to the top. What was coming from below?

“Uh…? Heeik?”

Suddenly, doubt changed to pure terror.

Something black was surging up the steep cliff. It was moving at an unbelievable speed, even though there were hardly any handholds.

Even the dragon’s sharp scales were covered in white and red stains. Those who saw this reached their hands up without thinking.

They couldn’t fight that thing where they were. Their battle training screamed one thing: escape!

“Go, go up! Go up, Raaah!!”

“Get out of my way, you fool!”

The Sahe Alliance members, clinging to the cliff, screamed and tried to climb as fast as they could.

But their hopes were crushed. The black dragon’s claws surged up the cliff and tore into them from behind.

Taah!

Jo Gul kicked off the smooth cliff and jumped into the air. His eyes burned red, like fire.

Taah!

He kicked off the cliff again.

This cliff was so steep, even wild animals wouldn’t climb it. It was a high, rugged cliff that even martial artists could only crawl up.

But now, Jo Gul ran straight up the cliff, as if it were flat ground.

Tap! Tap! Taah!

He kicked off the cliff, moving left and right, and flipped in the air. He flew towards the Sahe Alliance members clinging to the cliff.

“N-no!”

A Sahe Alliance member swung a large sword at Jo Gul’s head with all his strength, trying to knock him off even if he couldn’t cut him down.

But then, the Sahe Alliance member met Jo Gul’s burning eyes.

Crack!

“Kkeuek…….”

Before he knew what was happening, a burning pain spread through his chest, and his strength drained away.

It felt like a red-hot iron was twisting inside him. Then, he felt a sword stuck in his chest being pulled down, tearing him apart.

Thwoong!

With the recoil of pulling the sword out, Jo Gul soared upwards again.

The sight of the Sahe Alliance member falling with blood spraying and the black swordsmen climbing the cliff looked like a painting on the cliff.

Taaah!

Jo Gul passed the falling man and ran up the cliff. He swung his sword to shake off the blood.

“Aaargh!”

The enemies swung their weapons wildly.

Jo Gul’s eyes flashed. Suddenly, he saw handholds and rocks sticking out of the cliff. These rough parts were much easier to use than the smooth rock. But they were nothing to him.

Taaah!

Jo Gul’s body cut through the enemies like a thunderbolt.

“Keok!”

“Keuheot!”

“Aaaack!”

Screams came from everywhere he moved. His sword, sharp and deadly, cut into the enemies like an assassin’s blade.

Clang!

As the sword and blade hit, Jo Gul’s body moved forward as if someone was pushing him.

“Ugh, Aargh!”

A Sahe Alliance member, his face pale, screamed like an animal and stabbed his sword wildly at Jo Gul.

Chaeng!

But the sword bounced away, and a long, fierce sword filled the space where his sword had been.

Kwaddeuk!

A terrible sound rang out as the sword went into his neck.

Tap! Tap!

He felt something touch his back and shoulders, but the pain was so bad, he almost passed out.

‘Uh…….’

Before he felt the fear of death, he was confused. He felt his body turning, and he saw something strange: empty eyes. It was the face of someone who was already dead.

One, two…? No, five? Ten?

He saw many faces around him, some above, some below.

‘Uh?’

The Sahe Alliance member’s mouth opened slowly. He saw a wide, red view.

‘No……!’

He realized he was falling from the cliff only when he saw the burning Mount Wudang.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!”

A desperate scream echoed through the mountain.

He struggled uselessly, trying to grab the air, but there was nothing a person, not a bird, could do in the air.

“Aaaaaaaaargh!”

“S-save meeeeeee!”

It took a long time to climb up, but only a moment to fall.

Thwoong! Thwoong! Thwoong!

The bodies of those who fell crashed, shaking the mountain. The Cheonwoo Alliance members guarding below flinched and looked up.

“Ugh……ah.”

He groaned, a sound that was not quite a cheer, not quite a cry.

The Sahe Alliance members, who were so many they made him shudder, were falling like leaves because of Hwasan’s actions.

In the dark night, the falling white bodies looked like snowflakes.

Boom! Boom!

Namgoong Dowi was the first to understand what was happening. He shouted,

“Get out of the way!”

“They’re falling from above! Clear the front!”

He gave instructions, unable to hide his shock, and looked back at the cliff.

“Is that something a person can do…? Who are the evil ones now?”

He could clearly see the Hwasan group in black, fighting their way through the enemy. Maybe only Hwasan could do something like this.

“Hwasan…….”

Swaeeeehk!

The long swords in the hands of the Hwasan swordsmen cut into the bodies of those on the cliff like fangs in the dark.

Kwaddeuk!

“Keoheok!”

The Hwasan swordsmen stabbed the backs of the men on the cliff and drove their swords into the rock. Then they used the swords to pull themselves up.

Taat!

If there was no place to step, they drove their swords in. If they couldn’t drive their swords in, they stepped on the enemy’s body and climbed up.

Yoon Jong’s eyes became sharp.

‘Compared to that awful Danjangae.’

Clang!

Yoon Jong stepped on the enemy and shot up like an arrow.

“Barely a cliff at all!”

Paaah!

His sword moved so fast it looked like many swords flashing in the air. Each shadow hit the enemies below, who were still holding on tightly to the cliff.

“Aaaaargh!”

“Shut your traps, you bastards!”

The Mount Hua disciples’ swords showed no mercy. They were completely overpowering the enemies.

Usually, they were the ones being chased by enemies, clearing a path as they went, but at this moment, the tables had completely turned.

Watching this fight, everyone could see why people called the Mount Hua swords ‘demonic’ and why they were feared in the fighting world.

However, even this wasn’t enough for Yoon Jong, who bit his lip. He was impatient. He needed to reach the summit as quickly as possible!

“Faster…!”

“Aaaaargh!”

“Kuk! These bastards!”

Yoon Jong’s face twisted.

At first, they were caught off guard and suffered, but the enemies were not pushovers either. Realizing that it was pointless to clash weapons on this cliff, they began to throw their weapons at Mount Hua without hesitation.

Throwing weapons might seem like a pointless fight, but it was not. If it were, would ‘throwing’ have remained a useful tactic from the past to the present?

Whoooosh!

Weapons filled with inner force rained down from above.

Clang!

“Senior Brother!”

“Yoon Jong!”

“Kuk!”

Yoon Jong found it hard to block the weapons flying at him, so he leaned close to the cliff wall.

‘Damn it!’

They are surprisingly well-trained.

The spear soldiers of the Four Evil Sects stopped climbing the cliff and began to move downwards. If they approached their rear again, they would probably use their spears to attack all at once.

Of course, it would be difficult to exert their full power while clinging to the cliff, but the same was true for them.

‘Damn it, this is slowing us down.’

Yoon Jong thought quickly. He knew he had to be brave, even if it meant getting hurt. He grabbed the cliff tightly.

“I’ll borrow your shoulder for a moment.”

“Huh?”

Someone lightly stepped on Yoon Jong’s shoulder.

He only felt a quick, light touch, like a feather landing and then gone. But what he saw next was amazing.

Whoosh!

“Sago!”

Yoo Iseol, who had stepped on Yoon Jong’s shoulder, rushed up the cliff like a fired arrow. No, the place she was heading was not the cliff, but the open air about three yards away from it.

Yoo Iseol’s figure overlapped with the moon floating in the sky.

Para-la-lak!

Her plum blossom sword was wielded softly like a chain sword. From its end, streaks of red petal-shaped sword energy spurted out.

The countless plum blossom petals created a dreamlike plum blossom forest above the desolate cliff where flowers should never bloom.

“Ah….”

It was so beautiful that everyone, even the enemies on the cliff and the Mount Hua disciples, stopped and stared.

The softly swirling plum blossom petals scattered into the wind, turning into a rain of petals. And they poured beautifully towards the Four Evil Sects clinging to the cliff.

The way the delicate plum blossom petals moved was like dancing. Some of those clinging to the cliff unknowingly reached out towards the approaching plum blossoms, as if to grab them.

That was the beginning.

Scratch!

When the plum blossom petals touched skin, they became like sharp knives, cutting through skin and going deep into the bone.

Scratch! Scratch! Scratch! Scratch!

“Aaaaargh!”

“Aaaaargh!”

Hundreds, thousands of flower petals flying in the air relentlessly pierced the bodies of those densely packed on the cliff. Cutting flesh, severing bones, and lodging in eyes that couldn’t even sense it.

Yoo Iseol’s sword attack had broken the enemy lines. While they were struggling, Yoon Jong shouted.

“Now is the time! Let’s go, Jo Gul!”

“Eura-chaaa!”

The two did not miss the opportunity and immediately climbed up the cliff, piercing through the enemy ranks. Without giving them a chance to properly extend the prepared spears, the two men’s swords immediately severed the enemies’ necks.

Whoosh.

After using her sword power, Yoo Iseol started to fall.

“Sago?”

“Ack! Junior Sister!”

The Mount Hua disciples screamed in horror.

Paaah!

At that moment, something flew towards Yoo Iseol.

Tap.

Yoo Iseol quickly jumped up again, stepping on a large sword that someone threw under her feet. Then, she used other weapons flying in the air like stepping stones to move upwards and grab someone’s hand.

Her expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Baek Cheon smiled at Yoo Iseol and then raised his head.

The enemies from the Four Evil Sects were falling. The Mount Hua swords were making openings in the enemy lines. Baek Cheon looked past all of this – the dark sky, the rising moon – and saw the path to the top of the cliff that Jo Gul and Yoon Jong were making.

‘Can we go?’

Baek Cheon hesitated for a moment. It was as if Yoo Iseol knew what Baek Cheon was thinking. She grabbed his sleeve tightly and looked in the same direction he was.

Her grip on the end of his sleeve, and his own hand gripping his sword, seemed to be saying something.

Baek Cheon slightly curled his lips and asked.

“Can you open it?”

“As much as you want.”

His heart filled with reassurance. Baek Cheon nodded vigorously.

“Okay. Let’s go, Junior Sister!”

“Yes.”

Paaht.

They moved across the cliff as fast as lightning.

Jo Gul and Yoon Jong were still unleashing their sword energy with all their might. The plum blossoms that bloomed above the cliff bloomed to their left and right.

“A-mi-ta-bul!”

Suddenly, a loud and powerful Buddhist chant came from behind them. As if this was a signal, Yoo Iseol and Baek Cheon kicked off the cliff and soared very high.

Kwaaaaa!

Hae Yeon’s power moved quickly along the path that Jo Gul and Yoon Jong had cleared.

Thud!

The two men, who kicked off the air and landed back on the cliff, saw a path opened in a straight line to the summit.

Bang!

The sound of kicking off the cliff face echoed like an explosion.

As the two men reached the cliff top, high above them,

Hwaaaaa!

Unexpectedly, the world was dyed white.

Looking closely, it was a hand so white it was almost transparent.

Suddenly, they saw countless white hand shapes reaching out to them. There were so many they couldn’t count them all. They looked like white waves crashing over the top of the cliff.

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Chung Myung, the legendary Plum Blossom Swordmaster of Mount Hua, awakens after a hundred years of slumber only to find his once-mighty sect reduced to ruins. With unwavering determination, he disguises himself as a young disciple and embarks on a mission to restore Mount Hua to its former glory. From training new disciples to facing lifelong enemies, Chung Myung must revive the sect while uncovering dark conspiracies that threaten the martial world. "Return of Mount Hua Sect" is an epic tale of resurgence, sacrifice, and fierce battles that will shake the world!

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