Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 969

A very sharp sword cut through the air. It sliced a bandit’s neck cleanly. Blood sprayed out.

Wham!

It was a perfect cut, with no resistance.

The bandits felt deep fear.

People who fight for good would not understand how the bandits felt when they saw that sword. Only those who have killed know this feeling.

Those who had taken many lives knew that killing another person was never easy.

Even if someone kills often, they still hesitate a little when they are about to kill. It’s a basic feeling, hard to control.

But the swordsman did not hesitate at all.

He showed no doubt, no fear, as he cut off the man’s head.

This sword was used by someone who had killed many people, a true demon with a blade.

The bandits knew what kind of person used such a sword, and they trembled as their blood turned to ice.

Ugh…

Maybe it was a good thing.

The demon didn’t give them time to feel scared.

Boom!

Chung Myung kicked the deck hard enough to break it and ran towards the bandits.

Aaaaargh!

The scared bandits screamed and threw their harpoons wildly.

They didn’t try to aim, but just threw them to keep the attacker away. They didn’t want to kill, just to stay safe.

No matter why they did it, many harpoons flying at one person looked very scary.

But the young swordsman just smirked, his eyes shining coldly as he watched the harpoons come towards him.

Swish.

It was like a dream.

He could have stepped back or blocked them.

There were many ways to stop the attack. But Chung Myung chose the most dangerous and fastest way.

Swish.

Chung Myung moved through the small spaces between the many harpoons like a ghost.

Clang!

He hit one harpoon away with his sword, twisted to avoid another, and pushed a third away. He made his own path through the harpoons.

The bandits’ eyes opened wide.

They saw a grinning demon, as white as a sheet, in the middle of the harpoons.

Pat.

The sword moved slightly forward from the lower left.

The slow sword suddenly became very fast, drawing a straight line.

The red sword cut through the bandits’ necks quickly. Then, it moved towards another bandit’s face. The bandit couldn’t even think about running and screamed like an animal.

Wham!

But before he could scream, Chung Myung’s sword cut his neck.

Five bodies were cut in half right away. The top parts of their bodies flew into the air like spinning toys.

Blood sprayed everywhere like a red rain over the Jang River. The air filled with the metallic smell of blood and the salty scent of the river.

One sword strike killed more than ten people. The bandits watched the bottom parts of the bodies bleed and stepped back.

There were still many bandits on the ship. And only one enemy.

But that didn’t matter now.

Chung Myung was covered in blood and looked around.

His face was red with fresh blood, and black hair stuck to his skin. The cold light in his eyes was like ice.

Ugh…

Whoosh!

Then, Chung Myung wiped the blood off his sword and moved to find his next target.

Aaaaargh!

S-Save me!

The bandits started to panic.

The bandits screamed in despair and ran away. They didn’t see their harpoons hit their friends, or the people in front of them fall. They ran as fast as they could.

They only thought about one thing.

I want to live.

Being near that demon meant death. The bandits knew this and just wanted to get away and live.

They didn’t care about anything else. They were too scared to think.

They jumped off the ship. If they could get into the river, the demon couldn’t follow them.

But the demon who had tasted blood had no mercy.

Wham!

The sword moved without stopping, cutting the bandits in the back. It cut the ankles of those jumping off the deck and the spines of those who had fallen.

Boom!

Chung Myung kicked the deck again and sent sword strikes at the backs of the bandits jumping off the ship.

The sword sent out curved lines of power. These lines cut down the bandits who ran away, as if he was angry at them for turning their backs.

Aaaaargh! Ack!

Kraaah!

The bandits screamed as the sword cut them in the air. The sounds of the harpoons hitting the water, the bandits’ screams, the splash of bodies falling into the river, and the creaking of the ship filled the air.

Splash! Splash!

The bandits finally reached the water, away from the demon’s sword, but they couldn’t be happy. Dead people can’t be happy or sad.

Thud!

Chung Myung landed back on the deck and looked at a bandit who was shaking in front of him. The bandit’s ankle was cut, so he couldn’t jump off the deck. His face was white as bone in the moonlight as he stuttered.

H-How can you k-kill those who are r-running away…

Chung Myung smirked.

They turned their backs and ran in a fight they started. Why should I show them mercy then?

Chung Myung walked slowly towards him.

Th-That…

You bandits can do as you please. But we must be the ‘good guys’ just because we are from the Righteous Sect?

The bandit’s eyes shook as Chung Myung got closer.

Perhaps some would show mercy. Maybe others would act that way. But…

Stab!

Chung Myung’s sword went into the bandit’s heart.

not me.

The bandit stared at the sword in his chest.

Wham!

When the sword was pulled out, his head fell. Chung Myung didn’t stay there. He looked up, saw that no one was standing on the deck, and jumped off the ship.

Boom!

He kicked off the water and smirked as he moved forward.

He wasn’t going to the Mount Hua group, but to another ship coming towards them.

These damn bastards!

The Black Dragon King roared in anger.

What in the heavens are you doing! You useless fools!

His eyes were bloodshot, veins popping out, hands clenching.

Those Mount Hua bastards were crossing the Jang River easily, but his Water Route Garrison bandits weren’t stopping them.

The arrows and harpoons weren’t working. Even the White Thunder Cannons were being destroyed.

He didn’t know how this was happening.

Even the Namgung Clan and Shaolin were afraid of the Water Route Garrison in the Jang River. How could Mount Hua be winning in their own territory?

The planks!

The Black Dragon King screamed.

Break the planks, you morons! Don’t fight them, break the planks! If you get them in the water, they are nothing! Break the planks in front of them first!

He was right.

Sometimes, small things make a big difference. The wooden planks were helping Mount Hua.

But he had to act fast.

Plum Blossom Island had looked far away when they were on boats. But now, it was so close they could reach it quickly by running. The air was thick with tension.

By the time the Black Dragon King shouted, the Mount Hua group was almost at the island.

You rat-like bastards!

The Black Dragon King was very angry and raised his crescent blade.

Gooooooo!

He gathered energy at the end of the blade. His bloodshot eyes stared at Baek Cheon, who was leading Mount Hua.

Die!

Kaaaaah!

He swung his crescent blade down!

The blade energy went towards Baek Cheon. This was what had defeated the Emperor’s Sword in the river. It showed why the Black Dragon King was feared in the Jang River.

Kaaaaah!

The blade energy cut through the air, and the shockwave made a line on the water.

The Black Dragon King thought this would change things. He thought Baek Cheon’s sword couldn’t block it.

Baek Cheon looked at the blade energy for a moment. But that was all.

Even though Baek Cheon saw the attack, he looked forward again and ran faster.

The Black Dragon King was surprised.

A-mi-ta-bul!

A Buddhist chant was heard.

This chant could be heard anywhere, but it shouldn’t be heard here, in the Jang River.

What?

Then, someone flew like light in front of the blade energy going towards Baek Cheon. Golden Buddhist light came from him like the sun.

S-Shaolin?

The Black Dragon King’s eyes opened wide.

Taaah!

Hye-yeon flew up and punched forward with all his power.

Oooooong!

The Hundred Step Divine Fist hit the blade energy.

The blade energy, which was going for Baek Cheon, twisted up and hit the bandit ship that was attacking from the other side. It passed over the Mount Hua people.

Kaaaaah!

Aaaaargh!

W-Water’s coming in! Stop it! The ship is sinking!

The blade energy was very strong and broke the bottom of the bandit ship. The blue water of the Jang River rushed in.

But the Black Dragon King didn’t even see the bandit ship.

He only looked at the person who had stopped his blade energy and was being pushed back.

That man was wearing the same black uniform as the Mount Hua people. But he knew who it was.

Only one question remained.

Why is Shaolin here! Why!

But no one answered him.

Meanwhile, Baek Cheon trusted Hye-yeon and ignored the Black Dragon King’s blade energy. He ran forward.

Boom!

Baek Cheon kicked off the plank and flew into the air. He jumped over the Jang River and became a black line in the sky.

And finally.

Thud!

Baek Cheon landed on solid ground.

He was on Plum Blossom Island.

The bandits at the edge of the island looked at him with fear.

Baek Cheon bent down to land and then stood up straight. He opened his mouth.

By order of the Sect Leader.

Vanquish the bandits and rescue the Namgung Clan.

Baek Cheon raised his sword and pointed it forward.

Execute!

At that moment.

The Mount Hua swordsmen arrived on Plum Blossom Island and ran past Baek Cheon towards the bandits.

Heaaah!

Vanquish!

Red sword energies appeared from the tips of their swords. The sword energies bloomed like red plum blossoms on one side of Plum Blossom Island.

It was beautiful and intense.