Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 481
“Sasuk?”
“Hm?”
“Is there something going on outside?”
The question elicited a grin from Baek Cheon.
“Nothing’s happened.”
“…….”
Mount Hua’s disciples looked suspiciously at the tightly closed window.
“It’s an intruder!”
“Chase them!”
They didn’t want to hear it, but their trained ears could detect the sound of a person’s speech mixed with the sound of the blizzard.
Nothing is happening here!
Face-hardened Jo-Gol stated directly to Baek Cheon.
“Certainly nothing happened.”
“Right?”
“Yes, I need to get some rest. I’m tired today.”
“So am I.”
It was the time when the two looked at each other and smiled.
“Bring in Ice Clan Sword!”
“There! Don’t miss them!”
An urgent scream was heard from outside.
But at that moment.
Bolttok!
Hye Yeon stood up and rushed over to where he had gathered his belongings.
Then he grabbed something from between them and walked over to the window.
“What are you doing, monk….?”
Kkuuk. Kkuuk.
Everyone looked at Hye Yeon and opened their mouths blankly. He was carefully covering the gap between the windows with a cloth from his luggage.
“Amitabha. I have to go to sleep, but it shouldn’t be so noisy.”
‘Oh…….’
Yoon Jong looked back at Baek Cheon. Then he asked seriously.
“Should we turn off the lights?”
“…….”
Once again.
It was Baek Cheon who fully realized that they were Mount Hua’s disciples and his companions.
“Ooh! I’m so pissed off!”
Kwang!
Chung Myung kicked the person who pulled out a sword and rushed at him and threw a tantrum.
It was so cold hence he didn’t check and came down in a hurry, but it turned out there was someone down from him.
“What a rotten blizzard!”
The whole world is blurry due to the constant blizzard, and it’s even harder to see those people in white roaming around… ….
“Huh?”
Chung Myung’s eyes trembled in an instant.
‘Wait. The whole world is white?’
His gaze slipped down.
‘It’s black.’
‘It’s very dark.’
‘This must be very noticeable.….’
“There!”
“It’s that black guy! Get them!”
Chung Myung grinned.
“It is said that if the head is bad, the limbs will suffer.”
‘I didn’t think that was my head.’
Of course they can see him when he’s wearing dark clothes in the middle of a blizzard. No wonder all the Ice Clan people were wearing white clothes.
But regret comes late no matter how early it is.
Chung Myung threw away the meaningless thoughts and looked around with his eyes fluttering.
‘I should get out of here for now.’
Even if Baek Cheon hadn’t closed the window, returning to their current room would be unreasonable. Then, to somehow running away quickly…….
It was then.
Paaat.
Deep blue sword energy cut through the blizzard and flew toward Chung Myung along with the terrifying noise.
‘Huh?’
It should hang here.….
“Oh, my sword!”
Chung Myung, who reflexively searched his waist, was startled and rolled his body to the side. He remembered now that he had left his sword behind to infiltrate.
“Did I forget because it was so cold? I keep forgetting.”
Considering his age, he should worry about dementia rather than forgetfulness, but in any case, this body is young.
‘No, I’m rather lucky.’
If he used his sword reflexively here, he might have been suspected. After all, he must never discover that he came from Mount Hua.
“Surround him!”
“You punk!”
Warriors of the Ice Clan surrounded Chung Myung. The fiercely pointed swords clearly showed their will not to let go of him.
“Tsk.”
Chung Myung clicked his tongue and twisted his neck left and right.
He was surrounded, but he wasn’t particularly panicked. In the past, it was his daily life to cut dozens of people under siege like this. Rather, it felt like old memories were popping up.
‘Running wild was fun back then.’
It felt like ten-year-old indigestion would go down if he knocked on those damn demonic bastards one by one.
‘Oh.’
Chung Myung sighed deeply inside, reflecting on his memories. And he looked at those who surrounded him with helpless eyes.
‘What are they guilty of?’
He has to deal with them in moderation and get out of there…….
But, it was then.
“That black robes!”
“Huh?”
One of the men who surrounded him appeared to be the head of the group, shouted as he stared at Chung Myung with sharp eyes.
“Is he from Magyo?”
“Magyo…?”
“What on earth did those demonic bastards think of infiltrating this place!”
“…….”
Blood slowly began to rise in the wide-open Chung Myung’s eyes.
‘Gyo?’
‘Magyo?’
‘Did you just call me a Demonic cultist?’
“No, this bastard?”
Udeudeuk.
A strange sound of bones resounded from Chung Myung’s fist. Those who heard the sound flinched reflexively at the mysterious creep.
“Gyo?”
Chung Myung’s voice leaked very slowly.
“You guys…… You don’t seem to know anything…….”
The eyes revealed between the masks began to turn upside down.
“There’s something a person can and cannot say to others.”
‘But you said something you couldn’t say.’
‘You’re all dead, you bastards.’
Chung Myung turned his eyes upside down and ran madly at the warriors of the Ice Clan.
Kwaang!
“……fist.”
Kwaaaang!
“…is this afoot?”
“I think it hit a head.”
“No. It’s an elbow, an elbow. An elbow for sure.”
Mount Hua’s disciples were excitedly inferring the situation, listening to the sound coming from outside the window.
Tang So-so, who looked at her Sahyung with mixed feelings, brought up words no one could address.
“Sasuk.”
“Yes?”
“…is this really okay?”
Baek Cheon looked at the youngest with a smile on his face.
“It can’t be okay.”
“…….”
A drop of sweat ran down Tang So-so’s cheek.
“Then… shouldn’t we somehow do something?”
“Somehow?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“…….”
Baek Cheon shook his head with his face down.
“So-so.”
“Yes.”
“Why are you doing this when you know everything? How can a person stop him from making an accident?”
“…….”
Yoon Jong, listening to them, nodded as if he agreed. Baek Cheon said in a serious voice.
“This is a natural disaster. People can’t stop typhoons.”
“There’s no place to avoid typhoons.”
“So is he.”
But there is no way to stop Tang So-so from keeping sweating.
As a former member of the Sichuan Tang Family, she knew very well how much making mess in other sects could lead to.
Imagine an unidentified man breaking into the Sichuan Tang Family and beating their people while at it. It was something that would remain even after the Tang Family turned upside down.
‘What the hell is Chung Myung Sahyung thinking about?’
No, did that person have any thoughts in the first place?
Kwang! Kwang! Kwang! Kwang!
“He went all out, it seems.”
“Ugh, I don’t even want to imagine it.”
Mount Hua’s disciples were fed up and looked out the window.
Kwang! Kwang! Kwang! Kwang!
Chung Myung flipped over his eyes and climbed onto the person who fell on the snow field and hit him with both fists.
“Magyo? Magyoooo? Say it again, you damn bastard!”
‘Are these cubs crazy?’
‘What?’
‘Magyo?’
‘Hey, you bastards, I’m the type of person who would even break out of my own grave while doing three somersaults if mistook as a demonic sect member.’
‘But what about me?’
‘Magyoooo?’
Chung Myung’s eyes were completely turned over, leaving only the whites.
“I’ve never heard such a curse in my life! Hey, you punk! I am also a person who lives with a lot of swear words in my mouth, but I drew a line. How can a person curse at a person so harshly!”
Kwang!
The force transmitted from the spinning waist was perfectly loaded into his fists. Chung Myung, who completely delivered the power and turned the jaw of the fallen person, boldly fired a series of blows.
“Die! Die! You’re dead, you bastard!”
The head of the person being beaten was sharply bent from side to side.
“Tha- That crazy guy!”
“What are you doing! Attack him!”
The warriors of the Ice Clan, who had forgotten that they had to attack because they were so bewildered, suddenly came to their senses and rushed to Chung Myung.
Hwek!
Then Chung Myung saw those who rushed with their eyes wide open.
“Here I go!”
Leaving the fallen man alone, he jumped up and grabbed the sword flying toward him with his bare hands.
The cold cold air was felt on his fingertips, but it was not a problem for Chung Myung, who was burning like lava.
Chaeng!
The blade was broken in an instant.
When the sword loaded with internal strength broke, the warrior opened their mouth wide.
‘H- How?’
It is unimaginable to hold a sword loaded with swords energy with bare hands, but does he even breaks it?
Does this make any sense?
But his thought didn’t last long.
Poook!
It’s impossible to think when he was hit in the chin. Chung Myung, who blew the warrior with a single blow, looked around like a prey-seeking beast.
With that crazy look in his eyes, the warriors of the Ice Clan jumped back involuntarily even though they had a numerical advantage.
“…… I- Is that a demon?”
“…….”
‘No, these bastards for real?’
‘This is the Tao that is recognized even in Jungwon, you bastards!’
– It doesn’t look like that to me either.
“Ah, why are you here at a time like this! Go back there!”
Screaming Chung Myung rushed forward and began to knock out the warriors.
Kwang! Kwang! Kwang!
The warriors, who were punched and kicked in the ribs, screamed and flew through the raging blizzard.
“Sto- Stop him!”
“Damn, what kind of bastard is that……!”
The Ice Clan warriors did their best, but Chung Myung, befitting his name as Mount Hua Mad Dog……. No, he was proving perfectly why he was being called Mount Hua Divine Dragon.
But it was just then.
“Support!”
“What a guy!”
The tightly closed door of Ice Clan opened wide. And the warriors started rushing out.
Chung Myung, whose blood was driven to the tip of his head, turned his head with terrifying momentum and confirmed the scene. The body, which had been on a rampage all along, flinched.
He smiled as he quickly scanned the people who came out.
The guys who pop out now differ from the idiots who patrolled outside. The real elite of the Ice Clan came out like a flock of ants with their eyes lit up.
‘Ei, this can’t be done.’
He overdid it when he became angry.
‘Let’s just go!’
This is already enough of a mess, he should get out of here before the problem gets bigger.
‘I can’t die a dog death in this mess!’
He quickly looked around, found a gap in the siege, and rushed towards it.
“Hok!”
As soon as Chung Myung rushed in like a beam of light, the warrior of the Ice Clan freaked out and stretched his sword reflexively.
But Chung Myung’s hand moved softly. He then lightly pushed the side of the sword that stretched toward him.
Tung!
The sword bounced off to the side just as it had been flying. Digging into the warrior’s wide-open chest, Chung Myung rammed his shoulder right into his stomach.
Kwadeuk!
The warrior’s mouth opened wide.
Chung Myung grabbed the warrior’s shoulder who is trembling and unable to breathe. Then he quickly jumped, going on top of him, and kicked his body.
Kwaang!
Chung Myung, who floated in the air with the recoil of his kick, began to fly out of the Ice Clan fortress in the wind.
“Goodbye! You bastards!”
‘Oh, of course, I’m not really going.’
It was the moment when Chung Myung giggled and flew away.
Gooooo.
A small wave of air went through his ears. Chung Myung glanced back.
And.
Buuuuuung!
With a roar like the spinning of a giant wheel, white pillar-like energy was flying at the entrance of the Ice Clan at an incredible speed.
‘White Ice Divine Palm (빙백신장(氷白神掌))?’
Bingbaeksinjang, a martial arts representative representing Bukhae Binggung, and also known as the greatest cold yin qigong in the world.
The energy was now flying in a straight line toward Chung Myung. At first glance, the energy carried was not normal. It’s too much to handle with his bare body.
“Tsk!”
With his brows slightly frowned, Chung Myung turned and infused internal strength into his both hands. But he soon flinched and quit.
“Oh, no! I can’t!”
He tried to reflexively demonstrate Scattered Plum Blossom Palm, but it was too conspicuous for anyone to see.
As there is such a snowstorm, having red petals fly here will make him unnecessarily stand out.
‘Ah, why did they make all martial arts like this!’
Chung Myung changed his internal strength circulation with an irritated face.
Soon there was turquoise energy in his hand. Instead of Scattered Plum Blossom Palm, he used Bamboo Leaf Palm (죽엽수(竹葉手)), and raised his energy as much as he could and hit the flying White Ice Divine Palm energy with all his might.
Kwaaang!
“This!”
Seol Cheonsang, who fired the White Ice Divine Palm, bit his lip with a shriek as soon as he came out of the door.
This is because the masked man, who collided with the White Ice Divine Palm in the air, bounced off and soared higher like a pebble hit with a hammer.
“Chase him!”
“Yes!”
“He has been hit with White Ice Divine Palm, he won’t get far! Be sure to bring him alive before he freezes to death!”
“Yes!”
Warriors of the Ice Clan ran out with their eyes wide open.
Seol Chonsang, who was watching the scene quietly, frowned.
‘Does he take advantage of my attack and run away?’
“He got gigantic guts. I wonder if he knows how scary Ice Divine martial arts could be.”
There was a fishy smile around his mouth.
However, he also didn’t know what kind of masked man who now flown away.
Unfortunately for him.