Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 811

Tall cliffs of bare rock stood high. In this empty place, bright red plum blossoms of sword energy appeared like a dream.

The Maninbang warriors screamed and swung their swords wildly at this amazing sight. But it was useless, like trying to stop a big wave with a knife.

Scritch scritch!

The plum blossom sword energy flew, slicing through flesh dozens, hundreds of times in a moment. Even before all the cuts landed, the body, already dead, fell to the ground. The plum blossom sword energy had moved on.

Thud!

Chung Myung pushed off the ground with all his strength, a blur of motion charging towards the Maninbang warriors who had hesitated for a heartbeat. His footwork was like lightning, his speed terrifying. But it was his eyes that truly froze them – as cold and empty as the ice of the Northern Sea.

“Ugh!” gasped a Maninbang warrior, caught off guard by Chung Myung’s sudden attack through the swirling plum blossom sword energy. He froze, just for a moment.

That moment was all Chung Myung needed. He never missed an opening.

Wham! The sword ripped through the air, a flash of silver, and the warrior’s head was instantly separated from his body. Blood sprayed out like a fountain.

As the head spun in the air, Chung Myung kicked the headless body away.

“Eek!”

The Maninbang warriors gritted their teeth.

Usually, it was terrible to disrespect a dead friend’s body. If they could, they should catch it. If not, they had to avoid stepping on it, even if it made them sad.

But that was the standard of the good guys, and what Chung Myung was aiming for.

“Don’t underestimate us, you brat!”

The Maninbang warrior hit the incoming body of his friend hard. The body broke in half, scattering blood everywhere.

How….

Plop!

At that moment, a plum blossom sword stuck into the Maninbang warrior’s neck.

“Guh…”

The Maninbang warrior stared at Chung Myung with bloodshot eyes, as if he couldn’t believe it.

The moment he swung his sword down to cut the body.

Chung Myung, who had been hiding behind the body, jumped into that empty space as soon as the sword came down.

…

Chung Myung’s face, covered in red blood, appeared, and his vision blurred quickly. The last thing he clearly saw in Chung Myung’s eyes was no emotion or hesitation. The Maninbang warrior understood why he had to die.

Whoosh!

Chung Myung pulled the sword out of his neck and grinned, showing his white teeth.

“You monster bastard!”

The Maninbang warriors, very angry, roared and swung their swords at Chung Myung.

But.

Clang!

The incoming swords were blocked by other swords before they could even reach Chung Myung.

This…!

Thwoom!

Baek Cheon’s sword, which blocked the Maninbang warriors’ swords, scattered plum blossom sword energy everywhere.

His face showed no excitement at all.

Unlike the fast and fancy sword, Baek Cheon’s face was calm. He deserved to be called a swordsman.

“Lee Seol! Jo Gul!”

“Yes!”

“Take the left side of Chung Myung!”

“Yes!”

“Yoon Jong, follow behind Chung Myung!”

“Yes!”

Baek Cheon watched Chung Myung, who had pushed back the enemy with plum blossom sword energy.

Thud!

Chung Myung stomped forward again. Baek Cheon smiled slightly.

He’s not really going alone.

He’s going first, so we should follow closely.

Even though the enemy’s sword was coming towards him, Chung Myung didn’t even look. He knew Baek Cheon would block it.

“Reckless, but…”

Baek Cheon smiled, showing his teeth. He looked confident.

The sword shone white in the sunlight.

“No holding back! Demonic Sect! Fight like your life depends on it, because it does!”

“Yes!”

The disciples of the Mount Hua Sect rushed forward without hesitating, following Baek Cheon’s command.

Clang!

The first sword blocked the incoming spear.

Swoosh!

The sword cut through the enemy’s neck.

“Gurgle.”

The Maninbang warrior’s body fell like straw. But before it could touch the ground, Chung Myung brushed past it and rushed towards the next enemy.

Th, this!

Maninbang.

Could anyone have fought more battles than them?

While other groups were peaceful and protected their own land, Maninbang fought wars in the Guangxi region to expand their territory.

Even if they weren’t the strongest, they were the most experienced in fighting.

They were called the ‘war ghosts of Guangxi’. This was another name for the Maninbang, because they were known for fighting many battles in the Guangxi region.

But the Maninbang warriors saw a true war ghost today.

The fighting demons, who wouldn’t even blink if their heads were cut off, hesitated as they watched Chung Myung rush in.

Fear is not something you understand and feel.

Your body reacts before your mind understands. The frozen body slows down, and that makes Chung Myung’s sword even faster.

Whoosh!

Chung Myung smiled as he cut off the Maninbang warrior’s neck.

Th, this!

“Charge!”

The Maninbang warriors with long spears rushed towards Chung Myung.

Because Chung Myung rushed in without looking back, he was surrounded by Maninbang warriors. In battle, a soldier who separates from the main group and gets surrounded will die.

The Maninbang warriors had fought hundreds of battles. They wouldn’t miss that chance.

Taaah!

Many weapons flew in. Swords, sabers, and spears. Just as the weapons were about to hit Chung Myung’s body.

What?

Chung Myung’s body disappeared.

Clang!

The weapons that had almost hit him couldn’t be stopped. They crashed into each other and bounced back.

“Guh!”

The force went up their arms and messed up their energy.

In that moment.

Wham!

A sharp pain went through their legs. Intense pain spread.

“Aaaaargh!”

“Aack! My leg! My leeeeg!”

Chung Myung, who had dropped to the floor to avoid the weapons, spun around and unleashed sword energy. The others couldn’t see Chung Myung’s body because of the weapons and energy.

The Maninbang warriors, whose legs were cut off, fell to the ground, screaming. Chung Myung moved like a snake, staying low.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Chung Myung’s sword moved, slithering over the fallen like a viper. He cut off the heads of those who had fallen and charged forward.

Ki, kill…!

His movements were practical and strange. He didn’t hesitate to kill. Even the Maninbang were disgusted by his cruelty, cutting off the necks of those who couldn’t fight back.

“We must kill that bastard!”

Someone shouted, and the Maninbang warriors got their courage back. But Chung Myung wouldn’t let that happen.

Thud!

Chung Myung jumped off the ground and flew like a shooting star.

Whoosh!

The Plum Blossom Sword Technique needed space.

Chung Myung knew two ways to get it: move back himself, or force the enemy back.

Red blood bloomed before the eyes of those who hesitated because of Chung Myung’s speed.

“Aaaaaaargh!”

“Kraaah!”

The plum blossom sword energy covered the Maninbang warriors in front.

Those in the front couldn’t even scream. They died as lumps of blood without opening their mouths.

As they died, they would have understood one thing.

The price of letting the Sword Master of Mount Hua create space.

Plop!

Thud!

As the dead fell, Chung Myung landed on the ground.

Chung Myung looked coldly at the Maninbang warriors, then turned to the side.

In that moment.

Jang Ilso, watching from the cliff, and Chung Myung, stepping over blood and death, met eyes.

Man Geumdaebu shook his head, disgusted.

That’s not a human.

Why is that guy over there?

He’s vicious.

Even Cheonmyeon Susa and Heukryong Wang stared at Chung Myung.

Strength?

That didn’t matter. There were many strong people.

But even they had never seen such venom.

We must kill him.

As Man Geumdaebu said that, Jang Ilso licked his lips like a snake.

What are you doing?

Yes?

Don’t be distracted by the clown show. They can’t come here anyway. Blow up the cliff and bury the guys below!”

“Yes!”

Those with torches lit the fuse.

Whoosh!

The oil-soaked cloth burned, and flames went down the cliff like red snakes.

In that moment.

Taaah!

Chung Myung jumped into the air.

The Maninbang warriors were scared, but Chung Myung didn’t fly towards them.

What?

The Maninbang warriors opened their mouths.

Chung Myung had jumped down the cliff.

What is it?

Those at the edge looked down.

They saw it.

Tap tap tap!

Chung Myung was running down the steep cliff.

Everyone was shocked.

Th, that’s….

Tap tap tap!

Chung Myung ran towards the burning fuse. He looked like he was running on flat ground.

He held the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword.

He had a bitter smile.

The martial artists would never forget this sight.

“Stop him! You bug-like bastards! What are you staring at!”

Jang Ilso shouted for the first time. The Maninbang warriors threw themselves down the cliff.

Jang Ilso’s shout woke up not only the Maninbang warriors.

“Climb up! Now! We have to put out that fire!”

“Yes!”

The Shaolin and Wudang, who had been watching the battle, ran to the cliff and started to climb.

“Damn it! Don’t fall behind! The only way to live is up!”

The Namgung and Cheongseong also started to climb the cliff.

Pandemonium.

Those who tried to kill and those who tried to survive.

At the Yangtze River, the battle between good and evil began for the first time in a hundred years.