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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 516

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*Changed Demonic disciple to Demonic cultist

“Those dog-like bastards!”

Chung Myung took hold of the window frame. As if he was about to jump out the window at any moment.

However, Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol both grabbed his arm from both sides at the same time.

Chung Myung shifted his gaze to Baek Cheon…

“What are you doing? Won’t you let go?”

“No.”

Baek Cheon said plainly. Then Chung Myung asked with a puzzled face.

“What do you mean no?”

Baek Cheon frowned slightly.

“Aren’t you trying to run over there just now?”

“I’m not a fool, and I wouldn’t be.”

Chung Myung grabbed the window frame once again and stepped back…

The way he licked his lips slightly showed that he had some lingering feelings, but he didn’t force himself like usual.

Jo-Gol whispered in Yoon Jong’s ear at the sight.

“What makes him so obedient?”

“I know right. It’s weird.”

The usual Chung Myung would have blown Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol immediately and jumped out of the window.

At that time, Baek Cheon, who peeked out of the window, frowned.

“Samae. How many enemies did you aware of?”

“A hundred at most. Fifty in sight.”

“Is that so…”

It wasn’t much different from what Baek Cheon identified.

There are over 1,000 warriors in the Ice Clan alone. There will be well over five hundred, even if they exclude those who are not strong enough and those who were injured in the last battle.

No matter how strong the Demonic cultist they are, it was hard to imagine that a total of five hundred strong would have any difficulty dealing with a number of just fifty.

“Let’s wait and see for now. No matter how crazy the Demonic cultist was, they wouldn’t have come to the Ice Clan with just 50.”

Chung Myung smiled when he heard his word. Baek Cheon crumpled his forehead slightly.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Sasuk.”

“Hm?”

“Do you know why I’m not jumping out now?”

“Because you don’t have a sword?”

“…….”

Surprised by the remark, Chung Myung reflexively searched his waist.

‘Oh my god.’

‘I almost jumped without a sword.’

Anyway… … The reason he didn’t run straight there wasn’t because of a sword. He could just randomly steal the Ice Clan guys if it’s a sword.

It’s just.

“Watch.”

“……Huh?”

“How are these bastards coming out. It’s probably a lot different from what Sasuk thinks.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon’s expression slightly stiffened.

“I was thinking about it anyway. It would be better to see it with those eyes than to blindly jump into them.”

Ttalkak.

Chung Myung took out the Snow Ice pill from the jade box he was holding. And without a moment’s hesitation, he threw it into his mouth.

“I’m going to do meditating from now on, so don’t take a step outside until I get up from here. Never.”

“… Now?”

“It won’t take long.”

Chung Myung’s eyes darkened slightly.

“Instead, Sasuk should keep an eye on them. Why are they called the Demonic Cult.”

After he finished speaking, he went to the center of the room and sat cross-legged. Before he closed his eyes, his gaze reached Seol So baek.

“Take a good look at it, too. Who’s in the North Sea right now, and what the hell are you dealing with.”

At the end of those words, Chung Myung closed his eyes.

Looking at Chung Myung, which entered a meditation state, the disciples of Mount Hua Sect opened their mouths as if it were absurd. Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong whispered quietly.

“…… He really doing meditation.”

“Whether the guts is big or thoughtless…….”

“Isn’t he the latter?”

“You’d better watch your mouth for now, Gol-ah. What you did on the wall last time wasn’t mentioned yet.”

“…….”

Meanwhile, Baek Cheon looked at such Chung Myung quietly.

Of course, he can do this because he trusts the people here, but….

‘I guess it could be said that he’s in such a hurry that he has to eat the pill and meditate to recover his body right now.’

He couldn’t understand because it doesn’t feel real to him.

It is said that Magyo has invaded, but what can they do in the Ice Clan with that number?

Then Tang So-so pulled him out of his thought

“Sasuk.”

“…Yes.”

Baek Cheon turned his body with a hard expression on his face

Mount Hua’s disciples and Hye Yeon all flocked to the window. They could see clearly the black figures standing on the wall.

“Let’s see. How great Magyo is.”

Their faces, fixed on the walls, began to stiffen with tension.

* * *

The Servant looked down with cold eyes at the warriors of the Ice Clan who began to flock under the walls.

“What a bunch of ants.”

Just as ants that had their cave crushed were rushing out, the warriors of the Ice Clan were coming out endlessly.

Even though it was a number that could not be ignored, the Servant’s face was as aloof as the first when he arrived.

‘What about those Jungwon bastards?’

There was no one wearing a different particular uniform.

“You may miss the Ice Crystal’s whereabouts, so if you see people from Jungwon, don’t kill and capture them alive.”

“Should we catch them unhurt?”

“We just need them alive.”

“Yes!”

The Servant gestured and said in a majestic voice.

“Show them the horror of the Cult to those who have forgotten. How false their peace was!”

“Understood!”

Along with a cool answer, the Demonic cultist, who was standing on the wall, jumped down altogether.

The Servant’s lips slowly twisted and smiled.

Yosa Hon, who rushed out of the fortress, was stunned. He saw a series of groups falling from the walls in unison.

“Magyo!”

He recognized them at a glance. He had no choice but to. While working in the Ice Crystal mine, he encountered them several times. They were all in the same outfit as them.

Fifty? No, a little more than that?

‘Only that much?’

His face flushed red.

He would respond if they tried to hold on to the wall and negotiate. However, it was a clear provocation and disregard for the Ice Clan to come down from the wall with only that many people.

Yosa Hon shouted to the Ice Clan warriors with furious faces.

“Listen!”

“Yes!”

“No conversation is necessary! Those who stormed into the Ice Clan without permission with their filthy feet must pay the price! Capture them alive! Those who rebel may be killed!”

“Yes!”

The warriors of the Ice Clan answered in a valiant voice.

Strategy? Tactics?

There’s no need.

Any strategy loses its meaning when the difference in numbers exceeds ten times. It’s enough just to press them down with overwhelming numbers and power.

Moreover, all the warriors in the Ice Clan could clearly confirm that there were not many enemies because they jumped from the wall openly.

‘I don’t know who’s in command, but they must be really stupid.’

Yosa Hon couldn’t help but think that perhaps everyone was overly frightened by the name of the Demonic Cult.

In the past, on the day of the previous Clan Leader’s assassination incident, the Clan was taken over by surprise, so it was helpless. If they could mobilize all the power of the North Sea Ice Clan as it is now, the results would have been different.

Thinking this far, Yosa Hon burst out as the madness of that day soared again,.

“Today, we will avenge the resentment of our predecessor, the former Clan Leader! Bring those wicked people to their knees!”

As his voice resounded, the warriors of the Ice Clan, dressed in pure white robes, marched with great courage.

The appearance of a group of that size marching quickly at the same time looked like an avalanche pouring from a snowy mountain.

Yosa Hon did not doubt that the warriors of the Ice Clan would wipe out the Magyo’s force at once with this momentum.

The warriors of the Ice Clan at the forefront let out a roar with their boiling blood. The sense of exaltation that hundreds of people were running together behind their backs was beyond imagination for anyone who had never experienced it.

The warriors of the Ice Clan vigorously swing their swords at the Demonic Cultists who landed on the ground. Their sword was full of confidence.

“Die, evil enemy!”

“You wicked bastards!”

A dozen swords flew at the same time toward one’s body.

And at that moment.

‘Hm?’

The one in the lead saw it.

The Demonic Cultist, who hadn’t moved even after seeing the flying sword, suddenly twisted the corners of his mouth.

Chwaaak!

The sound of silk being ripped with a sharp dagger pierced the wind.

“…….”

The man’s body, who was rushing in the lead, hardened.

‘What is this…’

Strange unpleasantness flooded in, which turned into nausea that surged from the inside of the stomach, and soon began to burn the entire body with a hellish pain that cannot be expressed in human words.

“Kkeu….”

But he couldn’t even scream. Before that, five red lines had formed across his body.

Paaat!

Neck, chest, stomach, thighs, and ankles.

The fragmented body bounced back like pieces of wood kicked by a child.

Blood spouted violently from rotating bodies, painting the blackened North Sea sky red.

A cold stillness descended.

The march, which continued vigorously, stopped.

Those who rushed to the front as if they were going to trample and move on, solidified in their place at the same time as if they had planned it.

The sight of a moment ago was stirring their minds into a mess.

They also learned martial arts. There’s no way they weren’t prepared to lose their life on the battlefield.

However, what they saw now was a sight that would shock anyone, regardless of whether they were martial artists or not.

There is a degree to cruelty and a limit to extremeness. There should be.

At least if you think of your opponent as the same human being, you can’t kill him with such a gruesome appearance.

Tok! Took!

The fragmented body fell to the ground.

The hand that had been severed from the wrist trembled slightly, and the head, with both eyes wide open, landed upside down on the snowy ground.

“…….”

A stillness that would make even the sound of breathing could be heard swept the North Sea Ice Clan.

What broke the silence was the sound of bones from the Demonic cultist’s hands.

Udeuduk.

The Demonic cultist’s hands hanging down from the black robes began to turn black.

Seuruerung.

Black sword energy emanated from the hand as if it was a sharp sword, and from the tip of the drooping fingertips, more than one of Asura’s claw energy (조기(爪氣)) grew.

“Kill them all.”

The Demonic cultists who received the order rushed at the warriors of the Ice Clan all at once, like wolves attacking a flock of sheep.

The red-colored eyes spewed ghastly killing intent, and out of their mouth, mantras (진언(眞言)) close to screams flowed out like a song.

“Heavenly Demon Advent, Blessing for All Demon! Heavenly Demon Advent, Blessing for All Demon!”

Kwaaang!

It was more a massacre than a battle.

The Demonic cultist’s claws tore apart the enemy’s body terribly.

Kaang!

Unstoppable.

If they raised the sword to block the attack, their body would split with their sword itself, and even the energy that was fired with internal strength was torn apart violently and the enemy kept rushing forward.

It was clearly an unrefined attack.

There is no sophisticated martial art aiming for the opponent’s gap. There are no flashy techniques to fool the opponent.

Just swing, smash, break.

But no one has properly prevented the attack that carried nothing.

Kwaaat!

The sight of the person’s body, which was wrapped with a black robe and black energy in the hand and crushed their comrade’s neck, rattled their heart as if it would stop by just looking at it.

The body, which was half crushed after being cut, was still standing up and twitching.

Blood gushed from the crushed body, and the half-shattered head soared into the air.

However, the Demonic cultists did not stop there.

They poked their claw again into a body that had yet to collapse, which was already as good as a corpse.

Chwaaak!

Finally, the Demonic cultist, who tore the enemy’s body left and right, moved forward.

Eyes that are mixed with madness and murder while radiating red light.

His mouth was wide open as he let out a series of frenzy as if it was so enjoyable.

The Demonic cultist, who quickly turned black and red with the blood of the warriors of the Ice Clan, literally crushed everything that blocked them. The rest that failed to escape were torn to shreds as if they had been thrown on a giant spinning saw blade.

Really, it was a fleeting moment. It happened so quickly that it wouldn’t be too much to call it an instant.

And in that short period of time, the atmosphere was completely reversed.

“Ha…….”

The mouth was opened helplessly.

The knees wobbled and the body began to tremble.

Then.

“Haaaaaaaaargh!”

It’s been a long time since he lost the ability to think rationally.

In the face of fear beyond the realm of understanding, the warriors of the Ice Clan began to run away with a desperate scream they had never made in their lives.

“Euaaaak!”

“Aaaaak! Aaaaakh!”

No, it was more of a howl than a scream. It was a cry that contained no meaning.

And then the Demonic cultist chased behind them horribly persistently.

Before long, the demon’s claws began to trample the pure white Ice Clan.

Return of Mount Hua Sect

Return of Mount Hua Sect

Return of the Blossoming Blade, Return of the Huashan Sect, Return of the Mount Hua Sect, RMHS
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
The 13th generation disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Three Great Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Saint, Chung Myung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, Chung Myung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect.

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