Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 872

Novel Return Of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 872

“Aaaaargh!”

The long spear pierced through his chest.

Driving the spear deeper into the chest of the disciple of Righteous Sword Sect who blocked his way, Revolving Spear Ghost grinned menacingly and spoke softly.

“You pathetic idiot.”

“Ugh…. Euu….”

Paaaaat!

Blood spurted from the chest like a fountain as he pulled out his spear in one swift motion. Hot blood splashed out, staining the area under his eyes red.

Revolving Spear Ghost, who kicked the man down without him even having collapsed yet, wiped the blood off his face with one hand.

The heavy scent of blood.

This disgustingly warm atmosphere.

“Heh.”

A soft chuckle escaped his lips.

The opponent might not be worthy to savor the thrill, but the act of resisting was what mattered, wasn’t it?

Thrusting a spear into the back of a fleeing enemy had its own appeal, but deflecting the sword of someone who is resisting and driving a spear into their chest is a pleasure that is incomparable to anything else.

‘It’s been so long.’

A hideous light streaked out of his eyes.

The humiliation of having to run away from the Evil Tyrant Alliance and the oppression of the Ten Great Sect met a sense of liberation at this moment.

“Still not enough.”

His eyes filled with a murderous intent as he looked for his next prey.

“Aaaaargh!”

“Aaargh!”

Screams erupted all around. A wolf with its vicious teeth bared ran towards where there seemed to still be a gap among the dogs.

Paaaaat!

One person’s head rose into the air.

Eyes filled with agony and fear captured the sky for a brief moment before plummeting to the ground.

“Hu….”

Blood Dao Murderer looked ahead with eyes seemingly intoxicated by the smell of the blood wafting through the air.

The faces of those who clearly saw a person’s head flying off went deathly pale.

‘This is why Righteous Sects are so fun.’

Evil Sects do not try to fight against the strong. Because they know better than anyone else that it would cost their life.

But these guys are different. Even knowing that their skills aren’t enough to save their lives, they don’t easily retreat.

The sight of them unable to do this or that since their head was full between the desire to run away and the will not to do so is amusing.

However,

Blood Dao Murderer rushed forward and cut down the faltering in one swoop and struck off the head of the one who couldn’t even close his eyes.

“All it does is hasten their deaths.”

He smiled softly and shook off the warm blood that had splashed on his hand. His eyes filled with depraved pleasure and intense bloodlust like a storm.

Encouraged by the bloodlust, they attacked the martial artists of Xi’an with even greater ferocity.

“They’re going mad.”

“Hmm.”

Gal Cheonrip looked forward with a strange smile.

From head to toe, these excited people were recklessly swinging their swords without a second thought.

‘It’s gonna be a long night.’

Perhaps they won’t be satiated even after killing everyone here. Only after seeing more blood will they regain their sanity and realize what they’ve done.

Not every one of Evil Sects is crazy about blood.

It’s just that among them, those who were a little more radical and those who were under more pressure came to visit him. All Gal Cheonrip did was create a scene for them to go wild.

‘At this point, you won’t be able to conceal their identity and come back in.’

Those who robbed merchants and those who killed merchants and massacred the commoners cannot be treated the same.

Perhaps Shaolin and Beggar Union, who had hoped Shaanxi to suffer moderate damage, will be shocked when they confirm the disaster that will unfold from now on.

All Gal Cheonrip has to do is attract all those who have nowhere to go and build a solid force.

‘Then…’

Udeududuk.

A cold glint appeared in Gal Cheonrip’s eyes.

‘I could even give that bastard a punch.’

The image of Jang Ilso smiling arrogantly crossed his mind. Just twenty years ago, the gap between him and Jang Ilso was not significant. No, rather, Gal Cheonrip had a higher reputation and was even evaluated to be more skilled.

But now Gal Cheonrip and Jang Ilso’s situation is as different as heaven and earth.

‘If I had built up my forces sooner, I would not have fallen behind that bastard.’

He regretted it, but he was glad that this opportunity had come even now.

‘In a way, it’s an opportunity he created.’

If the Evil Tyrant Alliance had not tried to subjugate the Evil Sects in Gangnam, it would have been impossible for Gangseo Seven Murderer to accumulate this much power. It would have taken decades at best, and the Evil Tyrant Alliance would have paid attention to them before those decades had passed.

But in times of turbulence, opportunities always come.

If this opportunity is well utilized, a powerful force can be built in an instant. Of course, it will take some time to turn them into obedient dogs, but isn’t that something worth accepting?

So…

Gal Cheonrip gestured forward with his chin.

“Someone might soon realize what they are doing, so go and do more rampage.”

“Yes, Daehyung.”

The youngest, who had been guarding his back, burst out with vitality and dashed away in an instant.

Gal Cheonrip licked his lips with his tongue. A desire that could not be hidden bubbled up in his eyes.

“Damn it!”

Hong Dae-gwang’s eyes were bloodshot.

The sects in Xi’an were spilling blood and falling apart everywhere.

“Aaaargh!”

Blood rushed to Hong Dae-gwang’s face as he saw another person spraying blood.

‘Dammit!’

They are no match.

Those gathered here must have done their best to train, but a subsidiary sect is still just a subsidiary sect. It can’t be a match for Evil Sects who have been notorious in Gangnam.

“Prevent the formation from collapsing!”

“Yes!”

Hearing his urgent voice, the beggar of Beggar Union clenched their teeth and rushed forward. Although they may not be considered martial masters within Beggar Union, they were nonetheless formidable, far surpassing the mediocre disciples from small and medium sects.

‘But even so, heavily outmatched.’

Only if the real martial masters from the Beggar Union headquarters were to come could they hope to turn the tide.

What was worse was that the enemy’s morale was higher. The Evil Sects bastard, who have seen blood for the first time in a while, are running wild like beasts that have been starving for a month. Under their pressure, Beggar Union’s members could not even bring their already insufficient skills and were falling one by one.

Hong Dae-gwang clenched his fists with a nervous face.

If things continue like this, they will soon be annihilated. Their strength exceeds their reputation. Even if they hold out to the best of their ability, they won’t last long.

“When is the damn Southern Edge Sect coming!”

Now their only hope is the Southern Edge Sect. Someone had requested their aid following Hong Dae-gwang’s orders. Although Southern Edge Sect who had declared Bongmun might ignore him, Hong Dae-gwang had erased that possibility from his mind.

If Southern Edge Sect does not come for aid, everyone here will die. And the entire Xi’an will be soaked in blood. Why even think about that?

Aaak!

Hong Dae-gwang’s body was shaking as he clutched his staff until it bled.

Common sense dictates that he should be here. Hong Dae-gwang was the only person who could understand the situation and give appropriate orders. His survival was key to holding out even a bit longer.

But….

“Aaaargh!”

“Keuaaaaak!”

Even the beggars of Beggar Union who had charged forward were dying while letting out desperate screams.

“Ugh…”

He knew in his head, but he just couldn’t stand it.

“These damn bastards!”

In the end, unable to hold back any longer, Hong Dae-gwang charged forward, yelling as if his throat would burst.

“Hm?”

His staff, imbued with fierce energy, was aimed at the head of Revolving Spear Ghost, who had just retracted his spear from a beggar’s heart.

Revolving Spear Ghost blocked the downward strike with a swing of his spear.

Kuuuung!

The staff and spear collided right in front of Revolving Spear Ghost’s head. Hong Dae-gwang was trembling and he pressed down his staff on the spear to the ear of Revolving Spear Ghost.

“You… son of a–”

“Are you a higher-role beggar?”

Tuung!

Revolving Spear Ghost, who lightly pushed Hong Dae-gwang, watched him with confident eyes. Judging from the weight he felt on the tip of his spear-holding hand, this guy was different from the run-of-the-mills men he had met.

“If you’re from Beggar Union, there’s no way you don’t know who I am. Quite courageous, aren’t you?”

“Maybe it’s because you’re a stupid Evil Sect bastard, but your understanding is limited. The courageous one is you.”

“Hm?”

Hong Dae-gwang lifted his staff and gritted his teeth.

“Now that you’ve done this, none of you will die an easy death. Every last one of you will see hell.”

“Haha. Do you Beggar Union even have the power for that? Neither Shaolin nor Wudang will have the capacity to pursue us, will they?”

“You idiot really clueless.”

“…What?”

“This is Shaanxi. You attacked Mount Hua’s subsidiary sect on the land of Mount Hua.”

Hong Dae-gwang clenched his teeth as he spoke.

“You have no idea what that means. You’ve messed with people you should never have touched.”

“Did your brain go crazy because you’ve been begging for so long? We’re not even afraid of Shaolin or Wudang, but we should be afraid of a mere Mount Hua?”

“That’s exactly why you’re an idiot.”

“…….”

Revolving Spear Ghost’s face hardened. It wasn’t a particularly strong provocation, yet the tone irked him.

“Do you think the martial artists here are holding on because they know no fear? Hell no! It’s not because we are reckless with our lives.”

“…….”

“We’re here because we firmly believe they will take revenge. Even if they have to chase you to the depths of hell, they will make sure you pay the price. That’s the sect called Mount Hua is.”

Revolving Spear Ghost glared at Hong Dae-gwang with a look of bewilderment.

“Ho….”

Looking around, surprisingly, the eyes of the people who heard Hong Dae-gwang had changed. The eyes of those who had looked like frightened children and didn’t know what to do just a moment ago were now filled with venom.

“That’s right.”

“Kekek. These fools have no idea what messing with Mount Hua means.”

“If they knew, they wouldn’t dare.”

Revolving Spear Ghost looked at these muttering people, his eyes narrowing in irritation.

“Mount Hua?”

Not Shaolin, not Southern Edge Sect..… but Mount Hua?

What on earth is Mount Hua for these people to react like this?

At that moment, Hong Dae-gwang roared.

“Either way, there’s no path of survival left for you now. The moment Mount Hua Divine Dragon… No, Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword finds out about what happened here, you’ll be facing an inescapable hell.”

Revolving Spear Ghost looks at Hong Dae-gwang with a disbelieving expression.

“……What could that brat of Mount Hua possibly do?”

“Brat?”

Hong Dae-gwang chuckled.

“If you want to survive being caught by that guy, you have to be at least Jang Ilso. But even if you die and reincarnate, I don’t think you’ll be at that level?”

“…This bastard…”

His face hardened as he felt a surge of humiliation, and Revolving Spear Ghost radiated cold bloodlust.

“Let’s see if you can talk like you do now even with air holes in your whole body.”

“Then try it, you idiot!”

As soon as he finished word, Hong Dae-gwang rushed towards Revolving Spear Ghost again.

Revolving Spear Ghost clenched his teeth at the sight of Hong Dae-gwang, who seemed to have no regard for his own life.

“You crazy bastard!”

His spear, filled with his internal strength, shot out like a flash of light towards Hong Dae-gwang’s neck.