Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 505
Magyo.
When the name was revealed, a strange atmosphere descended on the North Sea Ice Clan people.
It’s a name they want to avoid, but it’s impossible.
It’s not like they don’t have eyes and ears; how can they be unaware of the existence of those vile groups that invaded the Ice Clan during the previous coup d’état?
They simply avoided delving too deeply into the subject.
However, the name “Magyo” came from the Jungwon people now standing before them. As if they’re not going to let them turn away any longer.
At that time, Seol Chonsang answered in a voice without hesitation.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, you’re gonna pretend you don’t know?”
Chung Myung grinned.
“Well, that’d be great, too.”
It was an obvious sneer.
Seol Chonsang twisted his lips and said in a furious voice.
“You! How dare you…….”
“Ah, that’s enough.”
But Chung Myung shook his hand angrily and cut off his speech. Seol Chonsang’s face contorted even more in response to the rude behavior.
Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn’t mind his reaction.
“I know because I’ve bumped into one thing or another, but words can’t solve a person.”
Seol Chonsang looked at Chung Myung in disbelief.
‘What the hell is he talking about?’
“Anyway, you don’t even want to listen to what I have to say. Then there’s no need to leave a sword behind and talk about it. Isn’t that so?”
“…….”
“You can think in hell. When you get a sword in your throat, you’ll know something’s wrong.”
“This…….”
Seol Chonsang’s eyes were bloodshot.
Isn’t the young guy who is only a rising star ranting now that he’s going to cut Seol Chonsang’s head off?
“…I guess the people in Jungwon don’t teach manners to children. Seeing that the muzzle is so arrogant.”
“Oh, manners?”
Chung Myung smirked as if it was really funny.
“That’s funny. We will try to stick our swords in each other’s bodies anyway, but be polite? ‘Aigoo, Clan Leader-nim! My sword will go into your stomach from now on, so be careful.’ Do you want me to say that? Does that make it hurt less?”
“…….”
Seol Chonsang’s body began to tremble enough to be seen at a glance.
As he watched the little bastard ludicrously talk while leaning to one leg, blood rushed up all over his body.
“Let’s see if you can say such a thing even after your body is full of the wound.”
“How can you say that when my body is so healthy right now? You have to think before you say it.”
“You bastaaaard!”
Seol Chonsang bit his lips.
Seeing his lips split and blood spilling out, Baek Cheon smiled pleasedly.
“If we lose, we won’t die easy.”
“I know right……. He could kill people with his eyes.”
Chung Myung uses both swords and words.
Mount Hua’s disciples, who have been with Chung Myung for years, knew very well that sometimes it hurts more to be beaten with words than to be beaten with a sword.
And now Seol Chonsang may have learned that.
“To be humiliated in front of so many subordinates…..”
Of course, Seol Chonsang is an enemy from their point of view, but there is a line in the world that goes beyond enemies and allies.
Unfortunately, however, such a line did not exist in Chung Myung.
“And.”
Chung Myung, who had been beating Seol Chonsang with his mouth all along, looked through the Ice Clan with strange eyes.
“Even if you pretend you don’t know, I think everyone knows?”
“…….”
The Ice Clan people simply avoided his gaze without saying a word.
They weren’t under pressure. They just can’t be confident in themselves.
Chung Myung smiled fishyly at the scene.
“Yes, if you just turn your head away, there is no problem in your life. It would be cumbersome to dig into the uncomfortable truth after all.”
A strange silence descended. Everyone had a mouth, but couldn’t speak.
“But you should know.”
Chung Myung chewed out.
“If you don’t want to cut the festering wound, you’ll eventually have to cut off your limbs. If you miss that time, you will die.”
“…….”
“Now you have to make a choice. Would you cut off your arm? Or will you die?”
The complex and subtle expressions on the faces of the Ice Clan people began to grow evident. Baek Cheon, who saw this, said something to calm Chung Myung.
There is nothing wrong with Chung Myung’s words, but he thought that there was no need to burden them with those words.
Of course, there’s a justification for Mount Hua to block Magyo, but isn’t there Yosa Hon or Han Yi-myung?
Mount Hua didn’t have to come up themselves.
But the moment he opened his mouth, Yoo Iseol pulled his sleeve and stopped him.
“… Samae?”
She whispered softly as he turned around with a curious look.
“Complexion.”
“Hm?”
“Behind, face.”
At her words, Baek Cheon glanced back.
He saw the Rebel Force lined up.
Apparently, a little while ago, they were very nervous to see the Ice Clan warriors, which are more than twice as many as them. No matter how much they risked their lives to run to this place, the difference in power they saw with their own eyes was bound to be a burden.
But now…… something has changed. The tension wasn’t relieved, but there was a subtle mixture of pride in the nervous look.
‘Is this a justification?’
He had a hunch.
Warriors from the former North Sea Ice Clan gathered here to defeat Seol Chonsang and raise Seol So-baek to the throne of Clan Leader.
But that couldn’t be a perfect justification.
Although Seol So-baek is also a direct heir to North Sea Ice Clan, deciding which one is the more fitted heir is not based on good or evil.
But Magyo is different.
If one had heard the name “Magyo” at least once, one would have known how terrible it was to hold hands with such vile groups. This is a grave sin.
Now Chung Myung has given an unwavering absolute justification to those behind him. People become confident when they have a solid cause.
Baek Cheon’s gaze was fixed on Chung Myung’s back.
‘That guy….’
Although he was confident that he knew enough about Chung Myung, he still showed Baek Cheon a new side.
He naturally leads in front of many people without putting himself up or raising his voice.
Baek Cheon had no choice but to stick out his tongue. It was something he wouldn’t dare imitate.
That back.
How many people are being led by that back right now?
Whenever he realized that Baek Cheon felt a bit unfamiliar but reliable and strong back.
Then.
Seol Chonsang raised his voice when he noticed that the atmosphere was not good.
“What do you know about the North Sea for you to dare discuss such a topic?”
It was a voice full of venom.
“The North Sea is a barren land. What did you, people who have lived in a warm and prosperous Jungwon, know about us?”
“That’s a strange thing to say.”
But Chung Myung laughed again this time.
“Whether it’s prosperous or barren, there are things you can and shouldn’t do. If you were going to make excuses for being barren land, you shouldn’t have driven out the former Clan Leader.”
Seol Chonsang’s face was distorted like a demon when the word “Former Clan Leader” came out.
“This guy…….”
Then Chung Myung turned his head slightly.
Yosa Hon, who exchanged eyes with him, nodded and stepped forward. The stage was laid out by Chung Myung, and now it was his turn to retrieve it.
Yosa Hon stepped forward silently and stared at Seol Chonsang with cold eyes.
“Seol Chonsang.”
Seol Chonsang, not the Clan Leader.
In a sentence, it was a simple expression of the fact that he did not recognize Seol Chonsang as a Clan Leader.
“You have committed three sins.”
“…….”
“One is the sin of inviting in those who should not.”
Yosa Hon’s voice spread heavy.
“The second, dared to join hands with said group and assassinate the former Clan Leader and usurp the throne. And the third, is the sin of giving up the North Sea people to the grasp of said vile people and causing everyone to suffer.”
Although the part that can be called a shame was revealed to everyone, Seol Chonsang’s face gradually calmed.
“I, and us! Will condemn you here today and place the true successor of the Ice Clan on its rightful throne. And I dare to drive those dirty things out of the North Sea, those damned beings who have invaded the land of the North Sea!”
Yosa Hon’s voice echoed through the walls.
His blade-like gaze soon turned to the Ice Clan people, not to Seol Chonsang.
“The same goes for you. How long will you live and serve that wicked man as a master? Here’s the true leader of the North Sea! The genuine leader that can rebuild the collapsed North Sea!”
Yosa Hon stepped aside.
Then a small child standing in front of Han Yi-myung was revealed.
“…….”
Everyone could tell at a glance.
The child was so similar to the former Clan Leader that anyone remembers. No one could deny that the child was truly the former Clan Leader.
Those who agitated.
Those who trembled.
And those who clench their teeth.
The walls began to heat up quietly like a raging furnace.
“A mistake can be rectified! Even now, stand on the right side and do your best to defeat Evil. Then you can put all the twisted things back in place!”
Yosa Hon’s voice contained a will.
It was a will that he never lost, enduring many years in that painful Ice Crystal mine. It was the belief of an old warrior who had vowed to one day bring down Seol Chonsang and return the Ice Clan in the right direction.
But.
There was only silence.
Few responded to the old warrior’s bloody cry.
There were no shouts of response, no shouts of enthusiasm. It was just full of cold silence.
There was a perplexed look on Yosa Hon’s face.
“… Don’t hesitate!”
He raised his voice even more.
“If you join us now, I won’t accuse anyone of anything! I’ll bury everything. Carry on rebuilding the Ice Clan…….”
“That little boy?”
At that time, Seol Chonsang’s voice casually cut off Yosa Hon’s boiling cry.
“Or Elder Yo, no. Yosa Hon, right?”
“……Seol Chonsang.”
There was a sneer hanging around Seol Chonsang’s mouth.
“I wondered what a great plan you had to come here so proudly. But all you believe is that kid who is still wet behind the ears?”
“This man is the true leader of the North Sea.”….”
“So?”
“…….”
Seol Chonsang shook his head as he looked at Yosa Hon, who seemed speechless.
“You fool. If that young man is the true leader of the North Sea, so am I. I am also a body that inherited the blood of the Seol Family. And I stood here, at least on my own feet.”
“…….”
“But what the hell does that little guy have? Did you think everyone would follow him just because he inherited the blood of the Seol Family? Did you think that fact alone would make other’s blood boil and would point their sword at me, the Clan Leader? That’s pathetic.”
“Don’t blabber carelessly, you punk!”
Unlike the furious Yosa Hon, Seol Chonsang is completely relaxed. The situation has turned upside down.
“Those who have hardened their thoughts often believe them as the truth. That’s why you lose.”
“This wicked man…….”
Then Chung Myung stepped in with a cold face.
“That’s enough.”
Yosa Hon glared at Chung Myung with a furious face. Yosa Hon knows better than anyone that he shouldn’t, but a strong voice came out of his mouth because of the situation.
“What the hell are you saying?!”
However, Chung Myung just smiled lightly while dealing with the resentment.
“You’re quite naive, Old Man-nim.”
“…….”
“Do you think they didn’t come forward back then because they didn’t know the right thing to do? They knew what was right, but they didn’t come forward. Because they didn’t want to die, they didn’t want to get hurt. Given that, do you expect them to suddenly feel enlightened and take sides with the weaker ones just because the situation had changed a little when they were all silent back then?”
The calm and gentle words of Chung Myung spread.
“Those who believe they are on the right side feel great about their value. But when you stand on the other side, it doesn’t matter. For some, such a value is nothing more than a thorn in the foot.”
“…….”
He had had enough of it.
War makes people show their bare faces.
He who discussed friendship abandons his colleagues to live. The one who was discussing loyalty abandons the one they worshiped and runs away. Those who used to support the Righteous acts and knew everything turned a blind eye to those who sacrificed themselves for Jungwon and rather took care of their own interests.
Chung Myung saw and experienced all these things.
Does he blame them?
Of course, he does.
A weak self who carried out his values but couldn’t survive until the end.
Seureurung.
Chung Myung slowly pulled out his sword.
“The thing about Righteous is.”
His face, which showed his teeth and smiled, was strangely creepy.
“When you don’t have the power to carry it through, you feel powerless more than anything in the world.”
And it was surprisingly Seol Chonsang who agreed with his statement.
“That’s true.”
His derision was directed at Chung Myung.
“But isn’t that a word that applies to you, too? I don’t think you can do any more than this.”
“Don’t be mistaken.”
A terrifying voice came out of Chung Myung’s mouth.
“Nothing has changed.”
At the end of the sentence, Mount Hua’s disciples began to fill Chung Myung’s left and right.
As if they’ll be together no matter what Chung Myung does.
Feeling Mount Hua’s disciples around him, Chung Myung twisted his lips triumphantly.
“Let us show you.”
His eyes shone blue.
“The Mount Hua Sect now has the power to carry out its beliefs!”
Chaeng!
Mount Hua’s disciples pulled their swords in unison.
“Sasuk! Sago! Sahyung!”
“Yes!”
“Let’s go!”
Chung Myung’s feet kicked to the ground.
At the same time, Mount Hua’s disciples and Hye Yeon also kicked the ground and rushed straight toward the warriors of the Ice Clan.
An endless array of enemies.
Seven black dots rushed like meteors toward the numerous North Sea Ice Clan warriors, which looked like a white snow mountain.