Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 539

“Ugh!”

The sword plunged deeply into the chest, causing the surrounding area to turn completely pale.

The gasping Demonic Cultist mumbled a mantra with unfocused eyes.

“He- Heavenly… Demon… Advent.”

“……”

“He… He shall…. Purify.”

Kwadeudeuk.

Tired of the mantra, the Ice Clan warrior twisted the sword that dug into the opponent’s heart and ripped through the Cultist’s heart.

The breathless Demonic cultist collapsed in despair with a short gurgling sound.

“I’ve been sick of these damn things.”

The final Cultists guarding the cave were also defeated. The Ice Clan Warriors, on the other hand, were never happy.

Because the damage they sustained was also severe.

Normally, when the momentum of a war shifts this far, the will of those who resist is broken, but these Demonic cultists did not succumb even to the final blow. Regardless of the moment of death.

On the other hand, the pushing Ice Clan Warriors resisted fiercely enough to turn their faces pale.

‘Anyway…’

The warrior of the Ice Clan, who slowly pulled out his sword, looked back.

The valley, once white and beautiful covered in snow and ice, had now collapsed into a mess with red flesh. On top of that, the blood shed by the Ice Clan Warriors and the Demonic cultist formed a smell.

A horrible sight beyond description.

Despite making enormous sacrifices and suffering damage, the Ice Clan Warriors were able to eliminate all of the remaining magicians. Not by anyone else’s hands, but by their own.

The warrior’s tired eyes returned to the disciples of Mount Hua Sect, who were standing up quickly.

‘If it weren’t for them…’

Perhaps it was not the Cultist who fell down here, but the Ice Clan. Thanks to visitors from Jungwon, they were able to protect the North Sea.

It was when he was about to approach and thank them.

Kwareureung!

The mountain range began to vibrate violently.

‘What?’

The bewildered warrior hurriedly turned toward the cave.

The vibrations grew rapidly, and soon the place he stepped on began to shake so violently that he could not even stand.

Kwareureureung!

Seeing the entire mountain shake, everyone’s eyes were focused on only one place: the cave entrance.

Can that cave really hold out when the mountain is shaking like this?

It was clear that the ceiling inside the cave was breaking down little by little.

‘The- The people who went inside didn’t come out yet!’

The eyes of the Ice Clan Warriors shook greatly.

“N- No…”

And at that very moment.

A group of people emerged from the rapidly collapsing cave.

“Ge- General-nim!”

The warrior, who urgently confirmed the escape from the cave, exclaimed involuntarily. Several warriors, including Han Yi-myung, hugged Seol So-baek, and quickly flew out of the collapsing cave.

Kwareureung!

And by a narrow margin, the cave completely collapsed, and heavy rocks fell down.

Kwareureureung!

A hazy cloud of dust scattered around.

“Fo- Fortunately.”

The warrior, relieved as he stroked his chest, shut his mouth shut at some point and could not continue his words. Looking back, the number of those who escaped was not even half of those who entered.

‘What about the others?’

Isn’t it obvious?

Biting his lips slightly, he rushed for the Clan Leader and Han Yi-myung.

“Ge- General… No, Clan Leader-nim! Are you all right?”

At the question, Seol So-baek, who was covered in dirt, looked back with a stunned face. Looking at the shapeless collapsed cave, he murmured.

“……Chung Myung Dojang.”

The rate of collapse was too fast. The rate of collapse was too fast.

Far from rescuing Chung Myung who went inside, they were in a hurry to get out. He cried and struggled, but in the end, he had no choice but to be forcibly dragged out by the hands of Han Yi-myung.

“Chu- Chung Myung Dojang!”

Seol So-baek ran back to the collapsed cave and pulled his body up, but Han Yi-myung reached out and grabbed him firmly.

“Stop it, Clan Leader! There may be another rockfall. It’s too dangerous!”

“But Dojang! Chung Myung Dojang is still in there!”

Han Yi-myung sighed deeply.

How could he not be aware of that?

But this was beyond human capability.

And his heart wasn’t at ease. Why wouldn’t he want to save him? However, from his point of view, saving Seol So-baek was a priority. Blood oozed from the bitten lips.

‘Dojang saved the North Sea.’

A huge earthquake, a collapsed mountain, and even a massive tremor suddenly occurred.

Considering the series of processes, it was not difficult to guess what happened inside.

Perhaps Chung Myung has stopped the revival of Heavenly Demon….

Han Yi-myung closed his eyes tightly.

‘How am I supposed to repay this favor?’

And how should he look at the faces of Mount Hua’s disciples?

Inside that cave, many of the warriors of the Ice Clan Warriors were also killed. Some of them were unable to escape from the cave after shaking off the Ice Jiangshi.

However, they naturally risk their lives for the people of the North Sea and the North Sea.

It was incomparable to the man who risked his life leading them in this faraway land, saving the North Sea from the clutches of Magyo, and even giving up his life.

“You have to get yourself together. Chung Myung Dojang doesn’t want Clan Leader to just be sad.”

Seol So-baek bit his lips tightly and looked at the collapsed cave. Looking at the expression that seemed to burst into tears at any moment, he couldn’t say anything more.

Han Yi-myung sighed and stood up. He had a job to do as the General of the Ice Clan Warriors.

He looked at the disciples of Mount Hua with heavy eyes, who were still collapsed and could not stand up.

“Sasuk.”

“…… What?”

“Is he… alive?”

“……Dead.”

“……I thought so.”

Baek Cheon, whose face was stuck on the ground, twitched slightly.

‘I feel like I’m really going to die.’

It wasn’t just the point where it was hard to move and stuff. He literally couldn’t lift a finger.

But they can’t stay like this forever.

“Ugh……”

Baek Cheon was the first to move and squeeze out all his remaining strength. Then he started to get up.

Uduk. Ududuk.

The broken bone screamed, and the slightly healed wound opened up again and blood flowed.

“Uuh……”

His teeth were gnashing from the pain that felt like his whole body would break. But Baek Cheon somehow managed to pull himself up.

“Is everyone okay?”

Although their physical condition is not one that could be described in words, Baek Cheon first looked at the disciples’ condition. But no one answered the question properly.

“I’m… I’m sleepy…”

“Sa- Sahyung, come to your senses. If you sleep here, you will freeze to death!”

“Plum blossoms……Mount Hua’s plum blossoms.”

“No, is this yangban really going nut?”

Jo-Gol, who was at least in good shape, slapped Yoon Jong hard on the cheek.

“Wake up, Sahyung!”

‘Jo-Gol.’

There seems an emotion in your hands. Then he’ll be beaten to death before he freezes to death…’

“……Amitabha.”

Hye Yeon stood up and sat down, shaking sadly. Seeing him black color all over his body, he could feel how terrible the battle was a while ago.

Baek Cheon struggled to walk up to Tang So-so and Yoo Iseol. Tang So-so was caring for Yoo Iseol’s body without fussing.

“How is she?”

“……Fortunately, the bleeding isn’t too great that it’s not life-threatening. But she was so shocked…”

“That’s enough.”

“Sago! Don’t wake up, not yet!”

“It’s okay.”

As Yoo Iseol tried to lift her body up, Baek Cheon pressed her shoulder with a firm hand and pressed her down.

“……Sahyung?”

“Don’t push yourself too hard.”

Yoo Iseol, who saw Baek Cheon’s messed up face, eventually relaxed again. Baek Cheon said with a small sigh.

“If you don’t manage your injuries properly, aftereffects will remain. It will drag you down as a martial artist for a long time. Listen to So-so, Samae.”

“……Yes, Sahyung.”

Seeing Yoo Iseol’s swollen face, Baek Cheon sighed.

‘Like this.’

They were lucky.

If the battle had been a little longer or even fiercer, not a single one of them would have survived.

Then.

Han Yi-myung stumbled toward them.

“I hope you feel better…. No, not this.”

Han Yi-myung glanced at Mount Hua’s disciples and shook his head.

‘I’m ashamed.’

Of course, the Ice Clan sacrificed a lot, but not when asked if they fought as desperately as the people here. His body shuddered just thinking about the fierce battle between the Bishop and them.

Will he ever see a battle like that again in his lifetime?

Han Yi-myung thanked Baek Cheon with all his sincerity.

“And…”

His shoulders began to tremble with his head down.

“I don’t know how to express my condolences. We won’t even dare to imagine your feelings right now…”

He spoke slowly and finally closed his mouth as if he were speechless. Then, after a while, he continued to talk with difficulty again.

“The North Sea will not forget the sacrifice of Chung Myung Dojang. We will honor him generation after generation as the hero who saved the North Sea.”

“Yes?”

Han Yi-myung’s face got even darker when Baek Cheon asked back as if he didn’t know what happened.

“……Chung Myung Dojang couldn’t get out of the cave.”

“…….”

“I’m really… really sorry. He’s…”

“Oh, what are you saying?”

Baek Cheon answered heartily. Han Yi-myung raised his head slightly at the reaction that differed from his thoughts.

‘Is it because of the shock that he can’t accept reality?’

But then Jo-Gol asked Baek Cheon.

“What did he say? What about Chung Myung?”

“It seems he said Chung Myung was crushed to death by a rock.”

“Haah…”

Jo-Gol smirked as he cover his messed-up face.

“If he’s going to die like that, we won’t suffer.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

Han Yi-myung opened his eyes wide and looked at the two. It wasn’t even just the two of them who were relaxed.

“Amitabha……Chung Myung Siju is a person who will come back alive even if thrown into hell. If he could die crushed by a mere mountain like this, he would have already died ten more times up till now.”

“Ah……… plum blossoms……”

“No, is this yangban really going to die? Sahyung! Get a hold of yourself! Sahyung!”

Slap! Slap!

“Gol-ah, you’re going to beat him to death.”

“No, isn’t the fault on this yangban who keep sleeping? Soso, I know Sago is important, but you must also check on this yangban. He keeps trying to die.”

Han Yi-myung’s mouth gradually opened at the unbelievable sight.

‘What the hell is this?’

Just as he tried to figure out what to say, Baek Cheon smirked.

“General Han-nim.”

“…… Yes?”

“Do you know what Chung Myung is best at besides fighting?”

“Fraud?”

“Oh, threats?”

“……”

‘Uh… That’s right. Well, that’s right, but…’

‘It’s not like they’re wrong. I can’t even get angry at this, at this.’

“Tha- That’s right, but not that kind of thing.”

Feeling somewhat sad, Baek Cheon continued while closing his eyes tightly.

“Do you know two things that Chung Myung is best at except fighting, bullying, stealing money, being rude, and swearing at people?”

‘No… Should we not use the modifier “Best” at that point?’

“It’s cliff climbing and digging.”

“… What?”

The answer was even more absurd. Han Yi-myung stared at Baek Cheon, blinking his eyes. It’s not like they’re in a situation to joke around….

Even more absurd, however, Mount Hua’s disciples and Hye Yeon all shook their heads in agreement.

“It’s a ghost, a ghost.”

“Amitabha, it is certainly so.”

“Plu- Plum…”

“Stop, this yangban!”

Looking at Han Yi-myung who was at a loss, Baek Cheon grinned.

His gaze was directed toward the middle of the collapsed mountain. Han Yi-myung also naturally turned his head toward where he was looking.

“In other words, he is…”

At that moment.

As if to respond to Baek Cheon’s voice, the mountainside, which had collapsed and dented the surface, began to shake slightly.

‘Huh?’

For a moment, Han Yi-myung doubted his eyes and opened his mouth wide without even realizing it.

“He’s a guy who’ll crawl back out of his grave. He won’t die with that much. Never!”

Deulssok! Deulssok!

Paaaaat!

A red hand popped out from among the piles of collapsed soil and stones.

Han Yi-myung’s eyes instantly grew big as if they were about to pop out.

“Thi- This…”

Dodeum. Dodeum.

The protruding arm fumbled around. Soon, the soil around it spurted out left and right as if exploding.

“Puaaaaaaaahhh!”

And Chung Myung pulled his face out of it.

“Keuuuuuhhh! I thought I was going to die! Sasuuuuuuuuk! Where’s Sasuk! Sasuuuuuuuk! Come here and dig this thing uuuuuuuup! Don’t leave a child here aloooone!”

Baek Cheon, who was speaking proudly, smiled as he looked at it.

“I wish he had died.”

But it was a dream that could not be achieved.