Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1785

The ground shook violently. It wasn’t just a tremble; it was a violent shaking that made your teeth rattle.

A shout ripped through the air: “Run!”

I understood something new in that moment. It wasn’t fancy speeches or strong words that made their blood boil with energy. It was simpler than that.

Just running towards the enemy was enough to make the Four Seas Alliance feel incredibly brave. Most of this sudden burst of energy came from the man in the bright red robe who ran at the front, leading the charge.

War needs a reason. Supplies are important. And having good plans is necessary.

But watching this, you learn something new.

These warriors call themselves the Demonic Sect. For them, one thing is most important: victory.

“Is that all it takes…?”

Thousand-Faced Investigator, Dam Yeohae, made a soft, moaning sound. He stared, confused, at the red robe waving at the front.

“He’s that confident.”

Jang Ilso never loses a battle he leads. He always wins.

For those called ‘Evil,’ this idea wasn’t just a belief, it was like a religion. Dam Yeohae glanced behind him.

“Even these people are the same.”

Even the Hao Moon disciples, who should listen to him, not the Four Seas Alliance Lord, had a strange fire in their eyes.

“So that’s Jang Ilso.”

He had an almost scary amount of control.

They thought their past loss was only because Jang Ilso wasn’t there. The Four Seas Alliance always won when Jang Ilso was there.

But there was more to it than that.

“What if I had explained everything and prepared them?”

It might have been easier to understand the plan. They could have gotten ready for the fight better.

But they wouldn’t have this strong energy now.

If they had time during war, they would start thinking about losing. Losing in war means death, and everyone is scared of death.

Jang Ilso didn’t let them worry. He only let them be excited and hopeful. Like now.

His mouth tasted bitter.

The Thousand-Faced Investigator looked at a group far away. The man at the front looked surprised.

“The Sun Palace Lord.”

He must be shocked. He probably doesn’t understand this energy. Maybe he feels less important than Jang Ilso, who did something so easily that even royalty couldn’t?

But the Thousand-Faced Investigator couldn’t laugh at the Sun Palace Lord. He probably looked the same.

“The Myriad Man Manor, the Hao Moon, the Southern Sea Sun Palace, the Blood Palace (which isn’t here), and the remains of the Water Route Clan and the Black Demon Fortress.”

They had enough power. They could fight the Orthodox Sects. And if they had this much energy?

“No, there’s one more.”

The Hao Moon Lord looked one last time.

There, a group of people in black clothes and masks ran silently.

It felt like his soul wanted to leave his body.

The mask Jin Songwon gave him stuck to his skin, but Baek Cheon didn’t care. He was too shocked by other things.

“To attack so suddenly?”

It wasn’t like Jang Ilso. Or was it too much like him?

It was a total attack without any plan. It was crazy. The Jang Ilso Baek Cheon knew would never do something so reckless. But maybe that’s exactly what made it like him – completely unexpected. No one would expect the Four Seas Alliance to attack head-on now.

“What on earth…!”

Baek Cheon didn’t have time to think.

“Move faster!”

“Hurry up, you slowpokes!”

“Fall behind, and you’re dead! Try me if you want to die!”

The Four Seas Alliance disciples shouted behind him. It felt like desperate screaming, not a threat.

It made sense. Jang Ilso was leading them. If anyone fell behind and messed up the plan, they would die.

“Run faster!”

Baek Cheon’s breath became ragged.

“To keep this speed up?”

It was very fast, especially for so many people. It’s different for one person to move than for ten. And it’s a huge difference between a hundred and a thousand.

But they were doing the impossible. Their unusually high energy made it possible. It was like they had been waiting for this moment.

“Huh! Huh!”

Baek Cheon’s mouth hung open, and his chest rose and fell quickly.

“Damn it!”

Because he had lost most of his fighting skills, even running at this speed was hard.

If they kept going this fast, the Four Seas Alliance would attack before Maeng understood what was happening. Then, what would happen next was obvious.

“What should I do?”

He felt anxious. But he didn’t have time to think. The mask was wet with sweat.

Baek Cheon started to fall behind.

The masked men looked at Baek Cheon, who also wore a mask, and passed him.

“Damn it all!”

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth and tried to use his inner energy, but his damaged inner energy center stopped his energy from flowing smoothly.

“You dog-like bastard!”

One of the Four Seas Alliance warriors saw Baek Cheon fall behind and rolled his eyes.

“So you don’t understand when I speak nicely, huh? Fine!”

The Four Seas Alliance warrior drew his sword and swung it at Baek Cheon’s back.

“I’ll cut your useless spine!”

He attacked without hesitation. Baek Cheon was scared by the strong killing intent behind him.

“I have to block it….”

But his hands wouldn’t move. As Baek Cheon closed his eyes…

Clang!

The sword was stopped before it hit Baek Cheon’s back.

“Who’s there!”

“We don’t interfere with our side.”

Jang Han, who was angry, flinched when he saw Jin Songwon blocking him. Jin Songwon glared at Jang Han.

“That was the rule, right? Are you so stupid that you forgot?”

Jang Han’s face turned red as he shouted, overwhelmed by Jin Songwon’s presence.

“It’s the Alliance Lord’s order! You….”

“Then tell the Alliance Lord to come here himself.”

“What? How dare you!”

“I’m curious.”

Jin Songwon spat out, glaring at the Four Seas Alliance warrior.

“I wonder if your great Alliance Lord would care about losing one unimportant person.”

“……”

“Shall we find out?”

As Jin Songwon gripped his sword, Jang Han turned pale and stepped back.

Following orders was important, but some things were more important. As Jin Songwon said, the leaders wouldn’t care about his life.

Jang Han lowered his head.

Jin Songwon looked at Jang Han with disdain and turned away. He grabbed Baek Cheon’s shoulder and pulled him forward.

“You’re being a nuisance.”

“…I’m sorry.”

Jin Songwon ran forward, holding Baek Cheon’s shoulder.

He didn’t just pull him along.

Jin Songwon’s hand sent a deep inner energy into Baek Cheon’s shoulder. This helped Baek Cheon move quickly and lightly.

Baek Cheon caught his breath and felt confused.

Except for the Healing Knot, another sect’s inner energy could be harmful. But Jin Songwon’s inner energy helped Baek Cheon without any problem.

“This is….”

“It’s nothing special.”

Jin Songwon hesitated before saying,

“From my sect.”

Not Mount Jong, but my sect.

Baek Cheon was speechless. He asked carefully,

“To say it’s nothing special….”

It was a great skill. He thought of Mount Jong.

But Jin Songwon didn’t care. He pretended not to.

“It’s meaningless. It will disappear soon.”

Baek Cheon’s eyes trembled.

If Mount Jong disappeared, so would its martial arts. Everything about Mount Jong would disappear. Everything that people had protected for years.

What would that feel like?

Jin Songwon smiled mockingly.

“Are you going to feel sorry for me?”

“It’s not that.”

“It should be. You should worry about yourself, not me.”

Jin Songwon’s words brought Baek Cheon back to reality.

“If the Four Seas Alliance destroys the Heavenly Union, don’t feel wronged. Everyone will end up the same way.”

Baek Cheon’s eyes shook.

The end. And being cut off.

This wasn’t the time to worry about Jin Songwon. Hwasan might end even sooner than Mount Jong.

“Sect Leader. Are you really… going to fight with the Heavenly Union?”

“……”

“Even now….”

“I could easily break your neck. And I’m not patient.”

A cold killing intent came towards Baek Cheon.

“I’m a dog. I do what I’m told. I’ll even roll in dirt if I have to. That’s all.”

But Baek Cheon didn’t move and met Jin Songwon’s eyes.

“This is not right.”

“It hasn’t been right from the start. From Hubei. Maybe from Yunnan.”

“It’s not too late.”

Jin Songwon laughed at Baek Cheon.

“What’s not too late?”

“Sect Leader….”

“Are you going to convince everyone? To let us back into the Orthodox Sects? Do you have that power?”

“……”

“You don’t.”

Jin Songwon’s quiet laughter hurt Baek Cheon.

Baek Cheon knew it too. No one could do it.

Mount Jong could no longer exist.

If the Four Seas Alliance won, Mount Jong would disappear.

But even if the Heavenly Union won, it wouldn’t change. The Peng Clan and the Common Faction were destroyed, and Shaolin lost half its people. They might have lost more than seventy percent.

Mount Jong helped with that. Would the world forgive Mount Jong?

Baek Cheon might forgive them. But would the families of the dead let Mount Jong rise again?

Baek Cheon knew the answer. He bit his lip in pain.

Jin Songwon stared at him. Baek Cheon’s eyes were angry.

“Even now.”

He was strange.

His own sect might be destroyed. But he was worrying about Mount Jong. Even if it affected his own sect, how could he think about another sect now?

Jin Songwon glanced back.

Many masked men ran after him. Their eyes were grey and lifeless.

Jin Songwon gritted his teeth.

“There was no other choice.”

And there never would be.