Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 504

Chwaak!

“Keuk…….”

The side of the neck was cut about an inch, and the body was relaxed at the same time. However, thanks to his desperate twist, he avoided having his head severed by a single strike.

But.

Paat. Paat.

Something swept through his open chest, and a burning pain in his twisted side flashed through his chest.

The Great Captain of the Ice Squad was emotionally overcome as he witnessed the sword’s recovery. The icy gaze that had climbed up the opponent’s sword finally met a face.

Eyes that are devoid of emotion.

It was so cold that just looking at it chilled him.

“You…….”

Paaat!

His words had no further impact. The sword moved again, cutting off the Captain’s neck and flinging it into the air.

Thud.

The headless body fell to the ground.

“You should have been careful.”

Chung Myung smiled and looked around slightly.

“Next?”

The Ice Squad, which had lost its commander in the blink of an eye, was filled with fear.

“Ah……. Aah…….”

“R- Run!”

“Get down! Or we could die!”

They threw their weapons and began to flee, terrified. Some rolled toward the stairs, while others leapt down the wall.

When Chung Myung noticed the empty space around him, he smacked his lips.

“Tsk. Kids these days don’t guts.”

‘Hey! When I was young?’

‘Ei.’

‘There’s no need to say it.’

Yosa Hon’s face was infinitely stiff.

‘That young man…’

That is obviously strange.

He didn’t know that guy called the Great Captain of Ice Squad. That man didn’t exist when he was an Elder of the Ice Clan.

However, even at a glance, the man’s ability was unusual.

It’s a matter of course.

A Great Captain of Ice Squad refers to a person who is in charge of the military force. Martial artist don’t easily follow people who are not stronger than themselves. Among them, those who have risen to the position of Great Captain are bound to be strong.

But how can such a person lose his neck in just a few seconds?

That was something even Yosa Hon couldn’t do.

No matter Mount Hua Divine Dragon Chung Myung’s strength, he would have had to fight for more than a hundred seconds facing the Great Captain.

It should never have happened that the neck was cut at once.

But such a ridiculous scene actually unfolded before his eyes.

Yosa Hon’s body trembled.

Only Yosa Hon would understand what that means here.

Careless?

Right, he’s careless. In fact, it was the Great Captain’s fault who lost concentration on the battlefield.

But Yosa Hon couldn’t blame him easily.

It is said that you should never let go of tension on the battlefield even for a moment, but how many people can actually do that?

Just for a second.

Insight that accurately identifies gaps that cannot be overlooked even for a moment. And based on that judgment, the determination to jump into the middle of the enemy without any hesitation.

In addition to that, even the boldness to swing the sword perfectly in a situation where a single mistake could lead to death.

‘Monster….’

Rather, it would not have been surprising if that young swordsman had killed all of the Ice Squad on the fortress wall with one strike. That’s something that martial arts can explain.

However, such determination or boldness is not simply a matter of being strong. Isn’t that something that even Yosa Hon, who has fought countless battles all his life, can’t dare to do?

“Just how….”

It was then.

After swinging it once, Chung Myung, who pushed the Dark Plum Blossom Sword into the scabbard, walked and stretched his head to look down the wall.

“A lot of them have come.”

Climbing the wall was a success, but the war was just started. The power of the Ice Clan won’t be just this.

Then Chung Myung, who turned his head, called out Yosa Hon.

“Old man-nim!”

“H- Hng? Me?”

“Yes. Tell the rest of you to hurry up and come up! Don’t be slugs.”

‘They’re not slugs, you just fly like squirrels.

Chung Myung, with his tongue clicked, pointed below the wall.

“What are you going to do?”

“… What?”

“Ha. You’re being so frustrating.”

Chung Myung banged his chest like he was really frustrated.

Yosa Hon shrank slightly. If it had been before, he would’ve brushed off anything Chung Myung had said, but now it’s bothering him.

“Didn’t you say you would try to persuade the enemy using the boy.”

“I- I did.”

“Everyone is just right there, and we’re on the high here, so it seems like a reasonable situation to talk. What are you going to do?”

Yosa Hon nodded slightly blankly.

‘Did you have that in mind in this situation?’

He didn’t seem very wise on the surface, but he was several times calmer than Yosa Hon.

“I’m afraid I’ve misjudged you.”

“…What did you mean?”

The answer came from behind, not from Yosa Hon.

“Fake Taoist.”

“A rude brat.”

“Restless snout.”

“One who will go to hell…….”

“That last fake monk, come out.”

Hye Yeon flinched and hid behind Baek Cheon.

“Is this bastard hiding?”

“A- Amitabha! Amitabha!”

Yosa Hon sighed as Chung Myung grabbed Hye Yeon’s bald head.

‘It’s amazing.’

Thanks to Mount Hua’s disciple at the forefront, everyone could climb the walls safely without any sacrifice.

He didn’t know whether that Chung Myung was in the lead thinking this far or whether the situation coincidentally matched. But anyway, it was a good thing for them.

“Chung Myung-ah. You shouldn’t grab a monk’s head.”

“Sasuk. Not just a monk’s head, you’re not supposed to hold any person’s head.”

“Uh… Is that so?”

Jo-Gol tilted his head as he looked at them a little relaxed.

“Sasuk. Aren’t we going down? What are we doing here other than fighting?”

“Gol-ah.”

“Yes!”

“…… There are not many people behind us yet. Even though there are still a small number of them if we fight separately, wouldn’t we only be defeated one by one?”

“Ah…….”

Jo-Gol finally understood and looked back. Then, he tilted his head as if he didn’t understand again.

“But why aren’t they coming up faster now that no one interrupts them?”

“…….”

Baek Cheon was about to say something but closed his mouth. Because he happened to be thinking the same thing.

“There is no hurry. It’s not like the enemy is running away. The important thing is that we do our best.”

This was purely a thoughtful statement for the North Sea people.

Most understood his intentions, but unfortunately, there was one terribly tactless person in Mount Hua Sect.

“While we prepare, they also do the same…..”

“Gol-ah.”

“Yes?”

“Are your mouth itchy? Do you want me to scratch beat it up?”

“……No, Sahyung.”

When Yoon Jong glared, Jo-Gol looked sullen and just bowed his head.

Yosa Hon blushed with shame at their conversation.

‘I didn’t expect our skills to drag them down.’

No matter how long they may not be able to do their training, most of them are Elders and elite of the past Ice Clan.

They’re no inferior to those young disciples of Mount Hua Sect.

But strangely, they were leading the situation. This means something about them can’t be explained without force.

‘I’m surprised many times today.’

He knows he shouldn’t fall for this sentiment on the day that determines the fate of the North Sea, but since he’s human, it’s hard to suppress the emotions that arise.

“So what are you going to do?”

At Chung Myung’s words, Yosa Hon’s face turned grim.

“I know it’s better to keep our distance, strategically.”

“Yes.”

“But I think I’d rather go down from the wall.”

“Why?”

When asked by Chung Myung, he spoke calmly.

“We have to show them the Sogungju’s figure properly. No matter how good the eyes of the warriors are, it will be difficult to confirm that Sogungju is the child of the former Clan Leader at such a far and high place.”

“Ah, so you’re going to take him there and put him in front of the guys who brandished their sword?”

Chung Myung pointed toward Han Yi-myung and asked. Seol So-baek, who had been on Han Yi-myung’s back, flinched slightly and looked at Chung Myung.

“… That’s.”

As Yosa Hon seemed speechless, Han Yi-myung, who had been silent all along as, helped.

“I know what Dojang is concerned about. But if we don’t do that, everyone will die anyway. And even more so for Sogungju.”

“Hmm.”

“This is the best we can do. Please understand.”

Chung Myung nodded his head indifferently.

“Well, if that’s the way the North Sea is, I no longer want to argue. Everyone has their own way.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

“However.”

Chung Myung’s face cooled down for a moment.

“As you dare to say it was the best way, you’ll have to be the first to die when things go wrong. That’s the responsibility.”

“…….”

“Let’s go down. I think they’re very angry over there, too.”

Chung Myung grinned and looked down from the wall.

Seol Chonsang’s face was red and blue, distorted horribly.

“This…….”

He saw the Ice Squad running away from the wall in shock.

“Those cowards!”

The Ice Squad was a new force that was specially trained after he ascended to the throne of the Ice Clan. The idea was that as the walls were built high, they could be more useful than any other force when someone from the outside invaded.

But what happens to his face if such people run away with tails tucked between their legs?

“Ice Squad Great Captain! You idiot!”

Seol Chonsang’s furious gaze turned up the wall. On top of the high wall, people other than the Ice Squad were looking down at him.

His pride was completely crushed.

He clenched his fists until his blood bled, grinding his teeth to the point of crushing them, but the anger didn’t go away.

“What are you doing? Get them out of there right now!”

“Cla- Clan Leader-nim. If we climb back up the walls, the damage is too great.”

“Then? Are you saying we’ll just wait and see?”

The Elder spoke honestly and quickly lowered his head when Seol Chonsang’s bloodshot eyes turned to him.

“Are you still the proud warriors of the Ice Clan even with this! These shameless people!”

What is more important than pride is the life of the Ice Clan people.

Who here doesn’t know about that ….

‘It’s wrong from the beginning.’

No one could tell the Clan Leader that. If they do, their neck will be the first one to fly.

There was no such thing as the courage to risk their lives for those who abandoned what they should do for their own safety.

“Bring them in front of me right now! Make sure those bastards are alive…….”

“Cla- Clan Leader-nim!”

“Hm?”

“The- There!”

Seol Chonsang turned his head with puzzled eyes.

Step. Step.

A man was leisurely descending from the wall.

“This…….”

Seol Chonsang’s face distorted like a demon in an instant.

Chung Myung threw off his leather robes and revealed his uniform embroidered with plum blossoms, the symbol of Mount Hua Sect. He went down the stairs and walked leisurely towards them.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, Clan Leader-nim?”

Seol Chonsang’s face turned red instantly as he even greeted him with a calm face.

“You… I’m going to tear you to death!”

A loud voice rang in the air.

“I! And the Ice Clan has been kind to you, yet you Jungwon bastard return our favors with enemies! You……!”

“Ah, that’s a misunderstanding. I’m a man who pays back twice as much as I receive.”

“What?”

“But this is a different case.”

The smile slowly faded from Chung Myung’s face. The place where the smile escaped was filled with cold air.

“I don’t see anyone who holds hands with Magyo as a human being.”

“…….”

“There’s no such thing as a favor to repay to Magyo’s dog. There’s only a sword.”

It was bitter and cold.

The cold air over the high walls wrapped around the Ice Clan.