Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 820

He was falling fast, his feet nowhere near the ground. The wind rushed past his ears, but Chung Myung didn’t care about falling. His eyes were only on Jang Il-So.

*Whoosh!*

His sword flashed, splitting into dozens of shimmering blades, like silver snakes striking at once. Each sword shadow pulsed with deadly intent, aimed straight at Jang Il-So.

“Ha!”

Jang Il-So sneered, gathering power in his right hand.

*Whack!*

Jang Il-So’s hand tore apart the sword shadows. He rushed toward Chung Myung.

He couldn’t back down.

This wasn’t solid ground. Falling, he would be less powerful.

Chung Myung was brave, and his strong moves usually depended on his feet being on solid ground. Here, falling, he would be less powerful.

But Chung Myung didn’t hesitate.

He stretched his sword towards Jang Il-So’s energy.

Crack!

The sword pierced the energy. But it wasn’t enough to block it completely.

But then!

Flutter flutter!

Chung Myung’s sword began to tremble. The vibration grew, and the entire sword shook.

Flash!

The sword parted Jang Il-So’s energy and tore it apart.

Jang Il-So’s eyes widened.

Could someone really pierce energy, shake it, and destroy it like that?

But there was no time to be surprised.

Chung Myung’s sword drew a small plum blossom. The plum blossoms bloomed quickly and rushed towards Jang Il-So’s face.

Small and charming flowers.

But deadly. Jang Il-So waved his hand to block them.

Crack!

Jang Il-So crushed the plum blossoms. Flowers were fragile against such violence.

But then, Jang Il-So saw three more flowers flying towards him.

Some were fast, others graceful, and one was strong.

They looked like the same flowers, but each one felt different.

“Such tricks!”

Jang Il-So waved his hand again, tearing the flowers to shreds. His blue flame burned them.

But that wasn’t all.

Jang Il-So saw twelve flowers flying towards him.

And then more flowers bloomed, and more flowers.

Dozens, hundreds, and finally thousands of flowers.

In the terrible valley, sword energy like red plum blossoms bloomed.

Chung Myung used his special sword style. This amazing sword style was called the Plum Blossom Sword Formation, a chaotic dance of flowers.

“Kuk!”

Jang Il-So was flustered. All he could see was plum blossoms.

Jang Il-So clenched his fists, spewing out murderous intent. Black lightning shot out from his fists.

He threw a series of punches so fast they couldn’t be seen.

Jang Il-So used his most dangerous fire power. This was his most deadly attack, the Azure Flame Fight to Kill, a flame that could cut the soul.

“Haaaah!”

“Aaargh!”

They were only five feet apart.

Close enough to touch with a sword or fist.

The flowers and lightning collided.

Kuaaaaang!

The disciples stopped climbing and stared.

Even those shooting arrows and the Hwasan and Maninbang disciples stopped fighting.

The heads of each sect also stopped to watch.

‘What on earth is that…?’

Namgung Hwang’s eyes trembled.

This wasn’t normal.

Lightning and flowers shouldn’t clash like that.

“…Hwasan Divine Dragon?”

Namgung Hwang was shocked.

Jang Il-So was strong because only the strong survived in the Demonic Sect.

Jang Il-So created Maninbang and made it one of the Five Supreme Powers.

That’s why he was called the Overlord.

If Maninbang was stronger, Jang Il-So would be the best in the Demonic Sect.

But Hwasan Divine Dragon was different.

‘How can that child fight the Overlord?’

It seemed impossible.

But Chung Myung was fighting Jang Il-So as equals.

The flowers seemed to suck Namgung Hwang’s soul away.

‘What on earth is that sword…?’

It was Hwasan’s Plum Blossom Sword Formation, reborn after a hundred years.

Kuaaaaang!

Lightning and flowers exploded. Chung Myung and Jang Il-So were thrown backwards.

“Get out of the way!”

“It’s dangerous!”

The disciples screamed at the flying energy.

But some still watched Chung Myung and Jang Il-So.

They kicked the air and rushed towards each other.

Chung Myung’s sword and Jang Il-So’s backhand collided.

Kuaaaang!

Gak! Gak gak gak gak! Gak!

Their hands trembled, and the sword creaked.

Jang Il-So’s and Chung Myung’s eyes clashed.

Pleasure and disgust. Instinct and reason.

They glared at each other.

They spun and fell downwards.

“This bastard…”

Jang Il-So growled, his face distorted.

‘He’s getting stronger?’

Was he hiding something on the cliff?

Gak gak gak gak!

Chung Myung’s sword pushed Jang Il-So’s hand away.

Chung Myung’s inner strength swirled within him. He had never felt this before.

Grrr.

Chung Myung’s teeth were clenched. Blood rushed backwards, and his muscles screamed.

“Hehe.”

Jang Il-So chuckled at Chung Myung’s expression.

“You look happy!”

Kuaaaaang!

Jang Il-So pushed Chung Myung away.

“Haaaah!”

He kicked off the air and flew towards Chung Myung.

Thud!

Chung Myung stepped on the cliff and used the Plum Blossom Steps to avoid Jang Il-So.

Kuaaaaang!

Jang Il-So’s punch hit the cliff, and it caved in.

Rumble!

The cliff shook. Broken rocks fell.

But Chung Myung and Jang Il-So ran along the cliff, exchanging fists and swords.

Every place they passed was scarred, like scratches of a giant claw.

Slash!

Chung Myung’s sword wounded Jang Il-So’s shoulder.

Thud!

Jang Il-So’s fist hit Chung Myung’s side.

Both the sword and the fist grew stronger.

Chung Myung smiled, revealing his bloody teeth. His face was covered in blood, and his eyes spewed out murderous intent. No trace of a Taoist could be found on his face

Jang Il-So was the same.

He smiled eerily, a mess of excitement and madness.

Clang!

Jang Il-So’s fist struck Chung Myung, embedding him in the cliff.

“Chung Myung!”

Baek Cheon screamed. But Chung Myung burst out of the cliff and struck down his sword towards Jang Il-So.

Kuaaaaang!

Jang Il-So blocked the strike, but Chung Myung’s foot hit his chin.

Thwack!

Jang Il-So flew back like a cannonball. The sun was reflected in his eyes.

“Ha… Haha!”

It had been a long time since someone had overpowered him like this.

Jang Il-So flipped and kicked the air. But Chung Myung rammed into him.

Clang.

Chung Myung roared, eliminating Jang Il-So’s foothold.

“Hye-Yeon!”

A golden power soared up from below.

Chung Myung stepped on the power and rushed towards Jang Il-So. The Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword soared.

The sword trembled, drawing plum blossoms. The blossoms bloomed and turned into thousands of petals, swirling through the sky.

“Aaargh!”

The petals poured down on Jang Il-So.

Plum Blossom Sword Formation. Plum Blossom Rainstorm.

A rain of flowers fell, sweeping everything away.

Madness filled Jang Il-So’s eyes. He lost his composure.

“You cheeky bastard!”

His robe swelled, and blue light shot from his eyes. Blue flames covered his body.

Azure Flame Fight to Kill. Soul Severing Flame.

The blue flames blocked the plum blossom sword energy.

The plum blossom sword energy struck the blue energy.

Ten times wasn’t enough, so he struck a hundred times.

A hundred times wasn’t enough, so he struck a thousand times.

A thousand times wasn’t enough, so he struck ten thousand times.

Every river starts with a single drop. The drops form a stream, a river, and finally a sea.

The rain became a river and then a waterfall, pressing down on Jang Il-So.

Kuuuuung!

Jang Il-So was pushed back into the cliff.

“Kuh… Kuh!”

Jang Il-So’s eyes were bloodshot.

“This… This little brat!”

“Jang Il-So!”

Chung Myung flew towards Jang Il-So like a meteor, gathering his remaining power.

“Die!”

Kuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!

Chung Myung and Jang Il-So pierced through the cliff.