Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 591

Whoosh! The sound of their feet as they jumped was soft, like silk moving in the wind. It showed they were incredibly light and skilled fighters. Just the sound told you they were strong.

Hyun Sang and Un Geom’s faces hardened at the same time.

They didn’t know what was going on, but it was clear that these people didn’t have goodwill towards Mount Hua.

“Different.”

They felt different. These were not like the bandits they fought before. A heavy, scary feeling came from them. Their energy felt cold and strange, not like anything Mount Hua knew.

“They’re coming!”

The Blood Clad Warriors, who rushed in without even a common shout, flew over the heads of the bandits.

Crack!

“Krrk!”

They brutally stepped on the bandits’ heads to jump higher and faster. Their speed became twice as fast.

The Mount Hua disciples stared, mouths open in shock. These were their own allies, the bandits they were supposed to be helping! However, what caught their eyes more than the flying Blood Clad Warriors was the sight of those whose heads were trampled collapsing with their necks broken.

“Their comrades…?”

“These crazy bastards!”

The Mount Hua disciples, enraged, glared with bloodshot eyes.

“These!”

But before they could explode in anger, the Blood Clad Warriors’ swords flashed towards their shoulders as the Mount Hua disciples stood shoulder to shoulder.

As they simultaneously swung their swords to counter, a powerful wave of energy exploded outwards, like a sudden gust of wind strong enough to rip things apart. In the middle of this powerful force, plum blossom swords and fine swords collided fiercely.

Clang!

“Kuk!”

The Mount Hua disciples’ faces contorted from the shock that felt like their wrists were breaking. The weight of the force itself was different from what they had felt from the bandits’ weapons so far. *This is different,* one disciple thought, his face pale. *These aren’t just bandits. This is real danger.*

The Mount Hua disciples groaned involuntarily at the heaviness they were feeling for the first time today, but the Blood Clad Warriors didn’t lose their composure at all. Rather, they wore creepy smiles and pressed down hard on their swords.

Gwak Hwi’s face gradually distorted. His whole body throbbed from the internal energy pressing down on his sword.

But his head was already following the teachings of Mount Hua before he could think of reason and logic.

‘Don’t confront strength with strength.’

It was the moment his sword loosened, trying to deflect the opponent’s sword.

Kaga-ga-gak!

The thin fine sword, as if waiting for this moment, quickly crawled up Gwak Hwi’s sword like a living snake.

‘Oh!’

It moved in a strange way, like a snake striking its prey. The fine sword bit and cut off Gwak Hwi’s wrist holding the sword.

Slice!

The upper part of his wrist split open by half an inch, and red blood gushed out. Pain shot up Gwak Hwi’s arm, making him gasp. He could feel the warm blood running down his hand.

“Ugh!”

Claaang!

Gwak Hwi, gritting his teeth, fiercely swung his sword and struck away the fine sword flying towards his face.

Throb. Throb.

The pain felt in his wrist made his hair stand on end.

Strong.

He could feel it painfully with just one exchange. Their swords were incredibly strong and frighteningly sharp.

Moreover, what about the deadly feeling they gave off? Just facing it made his whole body numb, and it felt like his heart was shrinking.

‘This is a real battle!’

A life-or-death struggle where he risked his own life to take the opponent’s.

The moment he realized that fact, the sword he was holding became twice as heavy, and the vision he had been using to grasp every part of the battlefield began to narrow drastically. It was as if he was fighting while submerged in deep water.

“Haaah!”

But the Blood Clad Warrior didn’t give Gwak Hwi a chance to regain his composure. Before he could even steel his mind, they emitted a cold, deadly feeling and swung their swords with deadly speed.

Clang! Claaang!

Many swords flashed towards Gwak Hwi, trying to hit him from every direction. It felt like being attacked by a swarm of angry snakes.

‘Stay calm!’

In response, Gwak Hwi’s sword, moving swiftly, brushed away each and every one of the flying sword shadows. But the sword, which slowed down little by little with each collision, soon began to lag behind the speed of the fine sword.

Slice!

“Kuk!”

The fine sword grazed his side.

It was only a graze, and the depth was negligible. But what mattered was not the depth of the wound, but the fact that his sword could not keep up with the opponent’s sword speed.

Flash!

Soon, a sharp beam of sword energy once again pierced through the defense of swords and dug into his flesh. It pierced his shoulder and then lodged in his chest.

Thud! Thud!

Thanks to the weakened momentum from breaking through the energy emitted from the plum blossom sword and the characteristics of the thin fine sword, it wasn’t very fatal, but even so, a wound was a wound.

As the wounds gradually increased, Gwak Hwi’s sword also became increasingly dull.

“Aaaaargh!”

He screamed as if having a seizure and lashed out with his sword. With the internal energy fully loaded, the sword shadows scattered brilliantly and soon filled the entire front.

But.

Kaga-ga-ga-gak!

The blood-stained fine sword pierced through that defense of swords in an instant. And it flew straight towards Gwak Hwi’s heart.

Gwak Hwi’s eyes widened. Fear, cold and sharp, went through him. He was going to die.

Clang!

At that moment, a plum blossom sword that happened to fly in from the side struck the fine sword and knocked it away.

“Get a grip!”

Gwak Hwi, who belatedly came to his senses, bit down hard on his lower lip.

If the senior brother next to him hadn’t helped, that fine sword would have been stuck in his heart by now.

The tips of his fingers trembled slightly.

No matter how firmly he steeled his heart, he couldn’t remain calm until the moment death brushed past his nose.

Gwak Hwi wasn’t the only one being pushed back.

“Aack!”

“Damn it, these bastards are strong!”

“Hold your ground! Don’t back down!”

The tide of the battle had turned.

The level of the Blood Clad Warriors was surprisingly high, and they couldn’t even be compared to the bandits they had faced so far.

Moreover, there were fifty of them, so the situation couldn’t be good.

Thud!

From the tips of the swords of the Blood Clad Warriors, who leaped up by strongly stomping on the ground, red sword energy spurted out like awls.

“Kuk!”

The sword energy poured down, aiming only for the vital points of the Mount Hua disciples. Blood spurted out here and there, and the sound of gnashing teeth echoed. Hope was fading. The Mount Hua disciples were tired, wounded, and scared. They were losing.

‘Where on earth did these guys come from…’

“Hahahahahahahahahaha!”

Suddenly, loud laughter echoed across the battlefield. It was Go Hong. The Mount Hua disciples, without even realizing it, had taken a step back.

As if that laughter was a signal, the Blood Clad Warriors, who had been rushing in, stopped in their tracks, losing their momentum. Naturally, everyone’s gaze turned to Go Hong, who had burst into wild laughter.

Go Hong openly sneered as he looked at the Mount Hua disciples and Im So-byeong, who was between them.

“When you were winning, the world must have seemed easy.”

“……”

“So you thought you could clean up Daebyeolchae anytime, you rat?”

Im So-byeong’s expression hardened for a moment at his mocking appearance.

“That’s why you don’t deserve to be the leader of the Green Forest. Your pride will be your downfall, you stupid rat! Hahahahahahaha!”

Go Hong’s laughter was so loud that the entire mountain fortress echoed. The Mount Hua disciples glared at him with gritted teeth.

But surprisingly, it was the Blood Clad Warriors who reacted before them.

“You seem to be having fun.”

“Should I say he’s acting like a bandit?”

Baek Cheon’s eyes turned cold for a moment at their reaction. Baek Cheon knew that ‘Green Forest’ was a name for groups of bandits. But these warriors didn’t seem like ordinary bandits.

‘A bandit?’

They’re calling their boss a bandit? Aren’t these guys Go Hong’s subordinates?

‘No. Right, these guys aren’t Green Forest Bandits.’

And Im So-byeong’s subsequent reaction gave him even more certainty.

“Who the hell did you drag in, you moron!”

Im So-byeong screamed, even emitting killing intent. His bloodshot eyes and clenched fists were telling how angry he was now.

“Aren’t we in the same boat?”

“You….”

His teeth ground together, making a grating sound.

Im So-byeong had brought Mount Hua here because he thought they were honorable. He believed Mount Hua wouldn’t try to take over the Green Forest. But these new warriors… they were dangerous. He knew they wouldn’t just help Go Hong and leave. They would control Go Hong like a doll, or get rid of him later. They wanted to take over the Green Forest for themselves.

‘Who the hell are they?’

Go Hong is foolish. But he’s also someone who doesn’t easily trust others. How many people in the world could so perfectly deceive such a person?

“Who on earth…”

“That’s enough.”

Go Hong waved his hand as if he was annoyed.

“There’s no need to talk to someone who’s going to die anyway. Dragging it out won’t change the result!”

“……”

“This mountain will be your grave. What are you doing! Kill them all!”

The Blood Clad Warriors glanced back at Go Hong and smiled wryly. There was no answer filled with loyalty or rough agreement. They just emitted killing intent as if they would only listen to that order and began to pressure the Mount Hua disciples again.

The Blood Clad Warriors’ fine swords emitted red sword energy.

In that swirling killing intent, the bandits of Daebyeolchae also filled their eyes with madness and fiercely tightened the noose around Mount Hua. They were surrounded. It felt like a trap closing around them, tighter and tighter.

The Mount Hua disciples groaned without realizing it.

“Elder.”

“Hmm!”

Hyun Sang nodded at Un Geom’s call.

‘We mustn’t be pushed back by their momentum!’

There was no need to explain how important morale was on the battlefield. They had to somehow revive the shattered morale.

But how should they do it?

“Hahahahahaha!”

Before Hyun Sang could even organize his thoughts, the Blood Clad Warriors in front charged towards the Mount Hua disciples.

“Block them!”

“Hold on!”

The Mount Hua disciples gritted their teeth to respond, at that moment.

Flash!

Suddenly, a sound like thunder cracked through the air. Then, a figure jumped over their heads, moving like a streak of white lightning, straight into the Blood Clad Warriors.

Two Blood Clad Warriors in the front widened their eyes and guarded their surroundings, but all they could see was the back of the person who had already passed by.

Scratch.

A blood-soaked sword lightly scraped the ground. Everyone’s gaze was drawn to that sword.

Blood.

The person holding the sword was perfectly fine, without a trace of blood. Then where did that blood come from?

‘No way…’

Thud.

The head of the person who had turned their head rolled to the ground. The remaining body staggered for a moment before losing its balance and collapsing.

Plop. Plop.

The sound of the headless corpse falling made the battlefield freeze. Those who seemed ready to engage in battle couldn’t even dare to open their mouths. They just stared at the man standing alone.

Scratch.

The man’s sword scraped the ground once more. As if to draw everyone’s attention to himself.

“You’re nothing special…”

A calm voice, like he was bored.

It was an unbelievably calm voice, considering it came from the person who had cleanly cut off the heads of two people just a moment ago.

Chung Myung slowly looked at the Mount Hua disciples.

The disciples in front of that gaze all bit their lips tightly.

He didn’t say anything in particular. He didn’t glare with a particularly angry expression. He just looked at them.

The Mount Hua disciples felt ashamed under his calm stare. It was as if he was saying, without words, ‘Were you really scared of these weaklings?’

“This…”

At that time, the Blood Clad Warrior standing closest to Chung Myung gnashed his teeth and rushed in like a thunderbolt.

“Dieee!”

At the same time, Chung Myung’s cold gaze moved.

The gaze was fast, and the sword was even faster. The sword, swung like lightning, struck and deflected the flying fine sword.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The sword, which had instantly multiplied, repeatedly stabbed the Blood Clad Warrior’s upper body. As he suffered more than a dozen stab wounds in his chest in an instant, red blood poured out of the Blood Clad Warrior’s mouth like a waterfall.

“Kuh… euh…”

Flash!

The moment the sword moved for the last time, the Blood Clad Warrior’s severed head flew into the air.

Whoosh.

Chung Myung, who shook off the blood by swinging his sword as if nothing had happened, smiled slightly, a cruel smile.

“……”

The Blood Clad Warriors held their breath.

The smell of blood was thick.

The scent of blood from that person was thicker than what they could feel from others. It was suffocating.

“I don’t know where you guys came from…”

A thick killing intent flowed from Chung Myung’s eyes.

“You will regret coming here. I promise you that.”