Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 519

In the eyes of the Demonic cultists, a completely different madness began to boil. Their momentum toward the Ice Clan warriors has also grown much stronger than before.

“Put a stop to it! We must put a stop to them!”

Han Yi-myung screamed from behind them, but none of the warriors heard it clearly.

Block them?

How?

What was approaching them now was not a human being, but a living death. Those who blocked the front were all in the same fate.

But why the hell should they risk their life to block that front?

“Aaaargh!”

The courage, which had been pulled up somehow, was shattered and blown away whenever a scream rang from the front.

“Hi- Hiiiik!”

“I- I- I don’t wanna die!”

Those who had trained all their lives to fight the enemy turned their backs in fear.

This was not something to blame on them.

In the first place, it was impossible to order them, who didn’t have a leader who could firmly lead them nor any goal or affection towards Ice Palace that encourages them to fight and even throw their own life for it, to clash with those evil demons just to cover for Jungwon people who didn’t have anything to do with Ice palace.

Han Yi-myung shouted out loud, but the warriors of the Ice Clan did not follow his order at all.

“Running away doesn’t mean you can live! Fight back! Don’t lose your pride as a member of the Ice Clan!”

It was a truly empty cry. Han Yi-myung’s bloodshot eyes trembled.

“Damn it!”

If they can’t be reasoned with, he has to act himself.

“Elder Yo-nim! We must lead the other Elder and stop them right now!”

“I- I….”

“Elder-nim!”

He raged fiercely toward Yosa Hon.

“Get a grip! Elder-nim is the one who should lead the Ice Clan now!”

But even at his words, Yosa Hon’s eyes were lost and only swayed occasionally.

“I- Isn’t this too much……. How am I supposed to stop them…….”

“Elder-nim!”

Han Yi-myung’s sharp shout was not heard properly. Yosa Hon just kept mumbling with a pale complexion.

“It’s wrong…… This …….”

It was ridiculous from the beginning.

Yosa Hon was an aide to the former Clan Leader but did not possess great leadership skills. If he were truly capable, he wouldn’t have been stuck in the Ice Crystal mine for years.

It was impossible for him to lead the terrorized Ice Clan warriors during these battles, not even in peacetime.

“……Damn it.”

Lack of ability cannot be a sin.

However, the lack of ability for those who have to lead the troops in wartime is a great sin.

‘What the hell am I supposed to do about this…….’

Han Yi-myung’s face was dimly clouded by despair.

Baek Cheon gazed coldly at the scene below.

‘It’s too much.’

There is no way to stop Magyo with the current Ice Clan.

If everyone is full of morale and tries their best to fight back, nothing is known what will happen. If the number of armies had a large gap, it wouldn’t be easy to overcome no matter how strong Magyo is.

However, they would not be able to even hurt the Demonic cultist if they ran away with fear first.

No matter how disciplined a strong troop is, they are a mess without a commander. Currently, no one in the Ice Clan could unite and direct them.

‘If Seol Chonsang were the Clan Leader of the Ice Clan, it wouldn’t be like this.’

It was Baek Cheon who realized how important the position of Clan Leader and the position of the Sect Leader is.

His eyes clearly see the black dot Demonic cultists gradually violated and dyed the white ground.

And they were now running in a straight line toward Mount Hua’s place.

Squeeze.

Baek Cheon’s grip on the sword was tightened.

He stood firm, giving strength to his feet on the floor.

“Huu.”

And exhaled briefly.

Don’t let enemies see your back. He had no choice but to realize how difficult it was to implement that simple task. And that there’s a guy behind him who’s done it for granted until now.
Kwaaang!

The Demonic cultist who shot black demonic energy at the backs of the Ice Clan warrior who had not escaped, ran and jumped up to the fortress with a stream of madness. It seemed that he was going to break in through the window.

Baek Cheon’s blood went cold as he saw the enemy climbing at a truly formidable speed.

“Siju!”

Then, at Hye Yeon’s voice, Baek Cheon quickly stepped aside.

Hye Yeon, slightly twitching his eyebrows, immediately shot energy straight toward the window.

Kwaaang!

The wall exploded at once, and the front was pierced open. Hye Yeon quickly moved to the front and shot his energy down.

Kwaaang!

The Arhat Divine Fist, one of Shaolin’s Seventy-Two Unique Martial Art, showed its dignity without any hesitation.

The golden energy poured down like a waterfall.

“Huh?”

“What!”

The Demonic cultists, who were climbing the wall rapidly, were taken aback by the enormous power, scattered to the left and right.

Those who could not avoid it could not overcome its power and fell down.

“Amitabha!”

A chant came out of Hye Yeon’s mouth. Unlike usual, he sounded furious.

The devastating slaughter in front of his eyes made even Hye Yeon, who had lived with mercy as his lifelong lesson, furious.

“The band of evil enemies!”

The sound of his teeth grinding was clear to Baek Cheon’s ears.

Udeudeuk!

Hye Yeon clenched his fist tightly and stared down with a blade-like gaze.

Kuuunng!

And without hesitation, he stretched his fists downward a few times more.

Shaolin has many martial arts that even the monks of Shaolin themselves do not know exactly how many there are. Among them, the most famous Hundred Steps Divine Fist (백보신권(百步神拳)) was unfolded.

At the Divine Fist (신권(神拳)) pouring down from above, the Demonic cultist’s eyes were bloodshot.

Even though the power that could crush their whole body at once poured out, the Demonic cultist did not shrink but rather climbed the wall at an even faster pace.

Kagagak!

Their foot clad with internal strength dug into the wall. And with the recoil obtained by momentarily releasing internal strength, they jumped more than a dozen zhang at once.

“Amitabha!”

Hye Yeon also did not lose and gave a roar while shooting out the Arhat Divine Fist one after another.

The Demonic cultist, who the powerful Arhat Divine Fist hit head-on, fell down while spewing blood. However, seeing the scene, Baek Cheon’s face turned white instead.

‘They don’t even scream.’

The image of the Demonic cultists staring at them with rather lifeless eyes while falling was terrifying enough to chill a corner of his heart.

“Siju!”

“I know! Samae!”

“Yes!”

Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol stood on Hye Yeon’s left and right.

The Demonic cultist who broke through the Ice Clan warrior began climbing the walls one after another. Hye Yeon couldn’t stop them all by himself anymore.

“Keuhaaaat!”

A Demonic cultist attached to the wall emits red eyes from both eyes and soared toward their location.

Baek Cheon hardened his face and pierced his sword with his internal strength as much as he could.

Kwadeuk!

The sword penetrated the Demonic cultist’s shoulders more easily than he thought.

But, at that moment, the Demonic cultist’s eyes flashed.

Dopssok!

He then grabbed Baek Cheon’s sword blade, which penetrated through his shoulder, with his blackened hand.

Even though the Hancheol sword blade was unusually sharp, there was no hesitation in the movement.

“This… … !”

Hye Yeon, who was stunned by sight, shot a dozen of energy toward the Demonic cultist’s body.

The sound of chopping firewood with an ax was heard one after another. Every time Hye Yeon’s energy was shoot, the Demonic cultist’s body twitched greatly.

Nevertheless, his hand holding Baek Cheon’s sword never came off. He even pulled the sword while he was bleeding out of his mouth.

Baek Cheon bit his lips tightly.

Soon after, the sword that pierced the enemy’s shoulder emitted blue sword energy. Then, he lifted the sword that pierced the shoulder as if swinging it upwards.

Paaat!

The sword cut through the shoulder and was swung upward. At the same time, red blood spurted in all directions from the black hand holding the blade.

“Keuk!”

The Demonic cultist who bounced back looked at Baek Cheon and twisted his mouth. And then he fell down. As he fell, an unknown smile hung on his face.

“…….”

Even though he had successfully blocked one, the blood in his body seemed cold.

‘Crazy guys.’

After dealing with these guys directly, he could realize why the Ice Clan warriors were running around like cowards.

It’s different.

These guys are incomparable to anyone he has ever dealt with.

Strong?

Of course, they are strong. It wouldn’t have been this easy to push him out without Hye Yeon’s help.

But what made them truly terrifying was not their martial art.

He felt a distinct fear of those who ran only to kill the opponent in front of them without caring for their own lives.

The madness that flowed from their eyes, that tenacity, that ‘fanaticism’ (‘광신(狂信)’), made those who deal with them naturally shrink.

But now was not the time to reflect leisurely on such things.

Breaking through Hye Yeon’s energy, four Demonic cultists jumped upward simultaneously.

Paaat!

The plum blossoms that Yoo Iseol bloomed without hesitation covered the entire body of the Demonic cultists. Red blood poured over the white walls and surface that filled the view.

Sogok! Sogok!

Red blood poured out of the cut to prove that they were also human.

But that’s all.

Even though the body was being cut and torn, the Demonic cultist did not bat an eyelid. Rather, they flew toward them, whispering incessantly as if they had lost their mind.

“Amitabha!”

A golden light flashed with the hurried chant. Hye Yeon’s hands, which were put together, spread from side to side, and a strong shockwave swept across the front.

Kwaaang!

Those caught in the shockwave bounced helplessly backward. However, those who escaped it shouted horribly and swung their black hand at the disciples of Mount Hua.

Kkyaaaa!

A terrifying deafening sound, as if it was a Ghost Weeping Scream (귀곡성(鬼哭聲)), resounded as though tearing their ears apart.

Before long, a black sword energy flew in like a swarm of bees.

“Keuk!”

Intuitively aware that they couldn’t resist, the three quickly jumped backward.

And.

Tok.

Took.

In the end, two Demonic cultists landed at the place before they retreated.

Tududuk.

Blood was trickling down on the drooping black hands. However, the Demonic cultist did not pay any attention to the wound, either because he didn’t feel pain, or because he didn’t even feel the need to stop the bleeding.

They just stared at Mount Hua’s disciples as if they were looking at prey.

Looking at their glistening eyes, Baek Cheon gritted his teeth.

They shouldn’t have let them climb up in the first place. However, since they gave up that position like this, all that was left was a life-and-death fight.

At that time, the Demonic cultist, who had been staring at them quietly, opened his mouth in a horrifying voice.

“…Where is the Ice Crystal?”

Baek Cheon smirked.

“Magyo bastard must have a bad head. Why do you think I’m gonna tell you that?”

“Yes…. I suppose so.”

The blood-soaked hands of the Demonic cultist were instantly stained dark red.

“Let’s see if I still can get the same answer even if your limbs are torn off and your guts are pulled out one after another.”

The Demonic cultist rushed toward Baek Cheon without waiting for an answer. Blood gleamed out of his eyes.

But, at that moment.

Paaat!

Rather, Baek Cheon rushed at him with lightning-like speed and struck down his sword.

Kwaang!

A loud roar rang out, and the Demonic cultist distorted his face and slowly looked at his hand. In his hand, which was clad in black energy, the blade of the sword was half in.

“Keuk!”

A low groan leaked out of the Demonic cultist’s mouth for the first time.

Kwadeudeuk!

Baek Cheon did not stop there and began to press the sword down with his internal strength.

“The Demonic cultist seems to be fighting with their mouths, but….”

Kwang!

Baek Cheon, who kicked hard the Demonic cultist’s chest, drew his body back and aimed his sword precisely forward.

“Mount Hua is not.”

Pushed back, the Demonic cultist slowly licked his lips. As if he hadn’t seen his hand before, his eyes were fixed on Baek Cheon.

“You will die most horribly.”

“Try it.”

“Keuhu.”

The Demonic cultist, who laughed with a somewhat suppressed voice, rushed toward Baek Cheon again, chanting mantras like a madman.