Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1767

“You blasted…!”

Rarely, Namgung Dowi cursed.

“Amitabha….”

Hye-yeon, who had rushed over, also closed his eyes as if he couldn’t bear to watch.

It was a scene he had witnessed several times before on the Yangtze River. But now, it was much more obvious and terrible than before.

That such a tragedy would happen in the middle of Hubei, of all places.

“Them?”

“It seems they have already moved elsewhere.”

“Find out which way they moved! Now!”

“Yes! Young Lord… no, Deputy Lord!”

Namgung Dowi, extremely angry, commanded, and the members scattered quickly in all directions. Namgung Dowi bit down hard on his lower lip.

Crunch.

“…You dog-like bastards.”

He grew up in a rich family, so cursing felt strange to him. But now, he was so angry he needed to curse. It felt like his chest would explode.

“Benefactor, your injuries haven’t fully healed yet….”

“…This isn’t a situation where I can worry about my injuries.”

At Namgung Dowi’s cold reply, Hye-yeon secretly sighed.

‘He’s not wrong….’

Even in this short time, innocent lives were likely being lost. So, this was no time to be careful.

However….

Hye-yeon looked around with a heavy heart.

The Cheonwoo Alliance members were searching for the enemies who had hurt this village, and their eyes were bloodshot. They seemed to be acting more on anger than thinking clearly.

That was natural. If they didn’t get angry when innocent people were being killed so terribly, they wouldn’t deserve to be called just.

‘But… the anger is too great.’

Even though they should be used to death, the deaths of regular people felt different. They were chasing the enemy’s trail like hungry hunting dogs, filled with anger and hate instead of fear.

“This way!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

A member of the Beggars’ Union nodded strongly.

“I’m good at tracking. There are signs of many people moving this way. From the footprints, they are definitely not regular people.”

That was enough.

“Chase them as fast as you can!”

“Benefactor.”

At Hye-yeon’s call, Namgung Dowi turned around and asked.

“Do you have other thoughts?”

His voice was polite as always, but there was a hint of anger in it.

Hye-yeon stared at Namgung Dowi without answering, then shook his head. His eyes showed pity.

“No. Nothing.”

“Then I will chase them.”

“Yes, Benefactor.”

Namgung Dowi ran forward without another word. Those who followed also gritted their teeth and ran.

Hye-yeon watched them rush off, a deep worry settling in his heart. *Anger is a fire,* he thought, *it can destroy as easily as it burns.* He hoped this rage wouldn’t lead them to make mistakes, to become like the very people they hunted.

‘I hope this anger does not cause harm.’

He couldn’t stop the anger that was spreading like a wildfire in all directions.

* * *

“There!”

“I see it!”

The Mount Hua disciples shouted loudly as they ran with all their might. In the distance, they could see a village.

‘Please, let it not be too late!’

That was all they could hope for now.

“How is it?”

“I don’t know. But not yet….”

Jo Gul bit his lip tightly.

They didn’t know if it was too late or not. But since flames weren’t rising from the village yet, there was still hope.

“Th-there!”

But then, someone shouted in fear.

Thick, black smoke suddenly poured from the village, like a dark monster rising from the earth. The Mount Hua disciples’ faces twisted in anger.

“Those bastards, they finally…!”

Of course, those guys wouldn’t kill everyone before setting fire. So, that smoke didn’t mean the village was completely destroyed.

But it was proof that a terrible killing was happening there.

“I’m going first!”

Whoosh!

Jo Gul, his heart racing, shot forward.

“Stop! You idiot!”

Yoon Jong tried to stop him, but Jo Gul didn’t listen. Jo Gul knew that all his senior and junior brothers were doing their best. But if he stayed with them, he would miss the people he might be able to save.

He didn’t know if this was the right choice, but….

“Don’t hesitate, run.”

At that moment, he heard a calm voice behind him. It seemed calm, but the anger inside was shaking slightly. Only those who knew her well could notice it.

Hearing that voice, Jo Gul felt sure of himself.

Bang!

Jo Gul kicked the ground so hard it cracked and shot into the village like a bolt of lightning striking the ground.

“Military Advisor, it’s them.”

“Hmm.”

Hoga Myung’s eyes darkened slightly.

‘I thought it would take another half-quarter, but I can’t understand it at all.’

Slow, but fast. These opposite words could be used to describe the same people.

They weren’t fast to respond, but they were very fast at chasing and running.

This meant they could move quickly, which he had to consider.

Hoga Myung looked around.

Dead bodies lay everywhere, and the flames were slowly burning the village, growing bigger.

“Retreat.”

“Yes?”

“Leave ten behind to finish off any survivors in the village.”

“Y-you mean leave….”

“Ah. No, wait.”

Hoga Myung suddenly looked at the corner of the village. He said coldly.

“There’s no need to do that.”

They were crazed with bloodlust, eager to kill after being held back for so long. They had let go of everything they had been holding back, so even if he gave an order, they wouldn’t listen right away.

Even if he didn’t pick a few to stay behind, some would naturally fall behind.

“That’s enough. Gather them.”

“Yes!”

Hoga Myung’s orders were given right away.

Those who had been causing trouble in the village turned around and gathered around Hoga Myung.

Hoga Myung counted them and narrowed his eyes. There were fewer people than he expected. It was only about ten people, but it showed that his command… the Four Faction Alliance’s command, was weaker than he thought.

But he didn’t want to say that now. It was enough to know the situation.

“Retreat as fast as possible. Run faster than their shadows.”

“Yes!”

Hoga Myung turned to leave, but he stopped as if he remembered something and looked back.

“Before that… there’s one thing I need to do.”

“Yes?”

His men looked at him with doubt.

“Aaaaargh!”

Jo Gul ran into the village.

As he jumped between the burning houses, he saw a terrible sight.

People had died without even closing their eyes. Blood that was still warm stained the ground red. Dead bodies were scattered everywhere like trash. This was different from the evil he had seen in the last village.

‘Where are they?’

Jo Gul searched for the enemy like a crazy person. His bloodshot eyes made him look like a madman.

“Where are you!”

Then, a sharp scream cut through the air.

Whoosh!

Before he could even think, his body reacted.

The world around him seemed to twist and stretch. But in the center, where Jo Gul was looking, it was even clearer.

Jang Han was grabbing a woman by the hair and swinging a knife at her neck. The scene, which had seemed small, soon filled Jo Gul’s entire vision.

“You, you son of a biiitch!”

Jang Han was about to cut off the woman’s neck while laughing like a maniac, but he turned his head in surprise. Before he could see what was going to happen, Jo Gul’s sword pierced his thick neck.

Bang!

The sword, truly ‘fast,’ cut off his neck in one strike. Jang Han’s head flew into the air.

Plop.

The body fell to the ground like rotten wood.

“Wh-what?”

“Who is that?”

Even though they were drunk on blood, they couldn’t miss the death of their friend. They all looked at Jo Gul.

But Jo Gul had nothing to say to them.

Whoosh!

Jo Gul’s sword moved so fast it seemed to split into many blades, striking several enemies at once.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Each sword strike, filled with energy, pierced the bodies of the Four Faction Alliance members. It was a deadly attack, not like a righteous sect. But no one could blame Jo Gul now.

Jo Gul rushed towards the one in front.

“Ugh, eugh!”

The enemy swung his sword even after being stabbed in the stomach.

Crack!

But Jo Gul’s sword pierced the arm of the one holding the sword.

Slice! Slice! Slice!

He cut off the elbow and the muscles of the shoulder. Then, he stabbed his chest many times.

Slice! Slice! Slice! Slice!

Jo Gul bit his lip tightly.

‘It’s not enough.’

Not ten times, but a hundred times… no, even if he cut them a thousand times, could he make them pay for their sins?

It’s not enough. The human body is too weak to be punished for their sins. They die too easily.

How could he punish these people who were still holding severed heads in their other hands while being attacked?

Jo Gul used to think that Chung Myung’s methods were too cruel. Death only happens once, and if the result is the same, there’s no need to cause more pain.

But now, Jo Gul understood Chung Myung.

This sword was not just him showing his anger. He wanted to repay them a little for the evil they had done.

“Th-this bastard!”

One of the Four Faction Alliance members stretched out his sword towards Jo Gul, who was turning his friend into a pile of meat. He was aiming for Jo Gul’s back.

However.

Slice!

Thud.

The hand of the Four Faction Alliance member holding the sword was cut off and fell to the ground.

“What….”

Before he could feel the pain, he saw two eyes. Eyes that were so cold that he felt a chill.

Thwack!

“Krrk….”

Something long pierced his neck and stretched out.

Before he could realize that it was the Plum Blossom Sword that Mount Hua was famous for, the world turned black. He couldn’t see any light.

“Even hell won’t accept you.”

The last thing he heard was cruel and cold.

Whoooosh!

Yoo Iseol defeated the enemy and moved her sword like flowing water.

Jo Gul shouted, saying they shouldn’t be killed so easily.

“Sago!”

“There’s no time to waste.”

But Yoo Iseol coldly ignored Jo Gul’s words. Then, she pointed somewhere with her sword.

“There.”

They saw a group moving away from the village. Demons who had turned every place they went into hell.

“What are you going to do?”

“Why do you ask?”

Jo Gul gritted his teeth.

“We have to chase them! Even to the ends of hell.”

“Good.”

Yoo Iseol nodded. Then, they both ran forward at the same time.