Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 527
The empty space where the Envoy’s arm should have been filled with an icy gaze.
The Bishop’s attention was drawn away from his darkened shoulder and toward the box he held.
“Bishop-nim.”
The Envoy made a determined face at the Bishop and opened his mouth.
“We failed to complete the order to retrieve the Ice Crystals taken by the Jungwon people, but fortunately, we found and recovered the Ice Crystals hidden by Seol Cheonsang.”
The Bishop’s brow furrowed.
He appeared to be thinking about something without saying anything, but he slowly opened his mouth after a while.
“Losing half of the believers.”
“…..”
“You barely survived that one life and came back.”
“… My apologies.”
Looking at the Envoy, the Bishop nodded slowly.
“Excellent.”
The Envoy raised his head and looked up at the Bishop in response to the unexpected remark.
“There must have been something unexpected, but you accomplished your mission nonetheless. You were absolutely excellent.”
He soon began to shake. And, overcome with emotion, he closed his eyes tightly.
He felt rewarded for everything by the Bishop’s word.
“Give me the Ice Crystals.”
“…..”
However, even though the Bishop demanded him, the Envoy did not even move with the Ice Crystal box in his arms. He only looked at the Bishop with determined eyes.
The Bishop frowned at this.
“What is the meaning of this?”
“Bishop-nim.”
The Envoy bowed his head slowly. It was a desperate move.
“Please do not ignore the small request of the person who risked his life to obtain the Ice Crystals.”
“…..”
Upon hearing the request, the Bishop’s face contorted. Staring at the Envoy with disapproving eyes, he slowly opened his mouth.
“Don’t you know that nothing can take precedence over His resurrection?”
It was a voice with creepy killing intent. It was full of will to cut his throat at once if he did not like the content of the answer.
The Envoy, however, calmly accepted the intent with his whole body.
“This can only be accomplished with the presence of the Bishop.”
“…..”
“Heavenly Demon Advent, Blessing For All Demons. Bishop, please do not turn a blind eye to the small request of those who have upheld and succeeded that will.”
The Bishop, who looked down at the Envoy with disapproving eyes, eventually breathed a low sigh.
“You’re such a fool.”
He untied his front clothes.
Seeing his chest completely undressed, the Envoy peeked up and chewed on his lips.
A slightly blue-colored and transparent ice, that felt more capricious than just bright, covers everything from the left chest to the right side.
It was a strange sight that anyone could not help but be surprised by.
“Give it to me.”
“Yes.”
The Envoy took out two Ice Crystals from the box and held them out politely. But the Bishop picked up only one and placed it on the block of ice on his chest.
Jjojojok!
The Ice Crystal dug into the block of ice. At the same time, the white ice began to glow bluer.
“Mmm.”
Perhaps a gentle groan came out of the Bishop’s mouth because of pain or coldness. However, on the contrary, his pale complexion gradually began to turn bloody.
“You done?
At the Bishop’s question, the Envoy held the remaining ice crystal in his hand…
The regret in his eyes did not completely disappear, but he knew better than anyone else that he had to step back at this point.
He knelt down, put back the Ice Crystal he was holding, and politely handed over the box.
“Here it is.”
The Bishop’s fingertips were trembling slightly.
Passion raged in his eyes as he checked the Ice Crystals.
‘Finally…’
His hand grasped the box tightly.
At last, the final conditions for the resurrection ceremony are in place. Soon, the world will witness the resurrection of the Heavenly Demon with its own eyes.
But…..
The Bishop, who seemed ready to run to the ceremony any moment, stood there as if he had taken root and looked at the Envoy.
“Bishop-nim.”
The Envoy smiled with a pale face and said in a weak voice.
“Heavenly Demon Advent, Blessing For All Demons. The resurrection of Heavenly Demon is the long-cherished wish and mission of all believers.”
“…..”
“Please do not forget that any long-cherished wish has meaning when the Bishop is safe.”
“You unscrupulous fellow…..”
Despite the angry scolding, the Envoy just smiled.
“Heavenly Demon…Ad…vent…..”
His head slowly turned downward.
“Please… Achieve great success….”
Ttuk.
And then all movement stopped completely. The Bishop, who was looking at him quietly as his breath had stopped, slowly closed his eyes.
In the first place, it was great that he endured his whole body like that until now. With only the will to meet him and deliver the Ice Crystal, he brought his body, which should have died right away, to this place.
“You were excellent.”
The Bishop murmured softly and waved his hand lightly in the air.
Then a white flame rose from the body of the Envoy who died in a sitting manner. The fire, which began to burn violently, quickly engulfed the body of the Envoy.
After watching the scene for a while, the Bishop turned his body and moved into the cave’s depths.
‘…It seems that the group in Jungwon is stronger than I thought.’
Envoy could only return with his life intact by exhausting even his life force to escape.
It was absolutely impossible for the Ice Clan’s mob.
‘Jungwon.’
The Bishop grabbed the Ice Crystal that covered his chest unconsciously.
His face twisted like a devil.
‘Those treacherous Jungwons…….’
Without this wound, he would have left this place and killed all the unbelievers who defiled the sacred land where the Heavenly Demon would be resurrected.
This scar left by the terrible war that took away everything from Magyo, made him unable to escape from the coldest land in the North Sea.
Throb.
The wound was terribly cold.
The Bishop’s face, who bit his lips tightly, was filled with inevitable resentment and anger.
When he closed his eyes, the figure of the devil-like man who cut the Heavenly Demon’s chest still came to mind.
‘I should have died there.’
Since he didn’t die there, he had to witness the scene of the Heavenly Demon being cut.
Even after over a hundred years had passed, the scene was still etched in his mind like a picture, driving him into vivid pain.
But…..
“The nightmare is over.”
The Bishop took a firm step and soon reached the cave’s deepest point. A huge cave and a huge Asura-shaped painting hung there caught his eye.
The face of the Bishop, who grabbed the Ice Crystals, was filled with indescribable joy.
“Heavenly Demon Advent, Blessing For All Demons!”
The world will know soon enough.
What true fear is.
* * *
“Here it is! I’ve brought all the Snow Ice Pills left in the Ice Clan.”
“Eat one at a time. This has good medicinal properties. Oh, there’s one left for me, too.”
“You can apply this on the wound! It’s the best Geumchang (Blade wound) ointment you can get in the Ice Clan!”
“Oh, doesn’t this smell good? It’s high quality, high quality!”
“Please think of it as your home and rest in peace until you leave! I’ll prepare the best meal, too.”
“But do you have any more alcohol?”
Baek Cheon smiled delightedly at Chung Myung, who added a chime at every end of Seol So-baek’s words.
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“Yes?”
“…We were in a hurry, weren’t we?”
“We are.”
“….You don’t seem to be in a hurry at all.”
“Ei. How could you say that? I’m in such a hurry right now. My stomach is burning.”
“It’s because you drink strong liquor like water, you bastard!”
When Baek Cheon tried to jump at Chung Myung with foam in his mouth, Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol naturally grabbed him by the arms and restrained him.
“Phew, Sasuk. Please calm down. It’s not like this happened once or twice! How can you do this every time?”
“That’s why I’m doing this! I know! How many times do I have to tell him this!”
“The Clan Leader is watching.”
“Ah, right.”
‘Clan Leader?’
‘Then it’s a problem even more!’
Baek Cheon looked at Seol So-baek with an incomprehensible look.
Seol So-baek was glued to Chung Myung as if he had become Mount Hua’s disciple after Baek Cheon expressed his intention to join Magyo Subjugation last night.
‘Right. Let’s just say that’s fine. That could happen.’
But…..
“Do you have any more alcohol?”
“I am bringing it now!”
“Keueu, they’re good at making alcohol. Is it because they live in cold places? It’s a very warm drink, all over in my mouth…….”
“Hey, you rotten bastard!”
“Kkuwaeek!”
Unable to hear it anymore, Baek Cheon grabbed Jo-Gol and threw him at Chung Myung. But Chung Myung simply escaped Jo-Gol by slightly twisting his body.
Bam!
Jo-Gol was stuck in the wall and fell down.
Chung Myung clicked his tongue at the sight.
“What are you throwing to a child? If I did something wrong, just say it. You can’t just stick to violence, Sasuk.”
“Keuk… The- The wound…..”
“Calm down, Sasuk. The wound opens up.”
“… Stop drinking, you punk!”
Seol So-baek sighed over the increasingly chaotic room.
It was hard to believe that the people who cornered Magyo and those in front of him were the same people.
‘Mount Hua people aren’t all like this, are they?’
It was Seol So-baek who harbored futile hope for no reason.
“Amitabha, Baek Cheon Siju, please calm down.”
“….Monk.”
Hye Yeon, who had been silent, opened his mouth with a warm smile.
“I fully understand that we are in a hurry, but this cannot be solved just by us being in a hurry. It will take a full day just to treat the wounded and reorganize the remaining ones to prepare to fight Magyo.”
Baek Cheon sighs deeply out of frustration.
“I know that well, but…….”
His heart was in a hurry. No, it was to the point that he couldn’t express it with just words because his heart was in a hurry.
The resurrection of Heavenly Demon.
Who doesn’t know the weight of those words?
However, when he heard it a few days ago, the level of weight was different now. There were two reasons.
First, as soon as he realized how strong and insane Magyo was, he began to realize how terrible the existence of Heavenly Demon would be.
And secondly…….
‘If such people are plotting in the name of Heavenly Demon, it’s not just nonsense or bravado.’
The dead come back alive.
At first, he couldn’t get rid of doubts about whether it would be possible.
But now he can be sure. Seeing them go crazy, it was clear that they had found a way.
But how can he be so calm?
“If we drag on, it may really be irreversible! Don’t we have to hurry?”
When Baek Cheon asked with a serious face, Chung Myung put down the bottle he was holding in his mouth and shrugged.
“Then let’s hurry up.”
“Yes!”
“But it’s not up to us to decide.”
“….Huh?”
Chung Myung turns his head slightly and looks at Seol So-baek.
“It took this much sacrifice to repel the Envoy and defeat some of the Cultists. But there’s the Bishop there.”
“…..”
“Of course, he may not be a proper bishop, but the position of bishop in Magyo has a meaning. Most people can’t even name themselves the Bishops. Probably…. a monster.”
A heavy silence hovered between the Mount Hua disciples. They were stunned and held their breath looking at Chung Myung.
Has Chung Myung ever evaluated a particular person so highly? Isn’t Chung Myung the person who looked down on most things in the world?
Even Shaolin Bangjang did not get such an evaluation from Chung Myung.
“If we prepare poorly and run into them, we’ll really be annihilated. Therefore, stay calm, Sasuk. The more critical it really is, the calmer you have to be.”
Strength slowly drained from Baek Cheon’s shoulders.
Chung Myung smirked and threw one Snow Ice Pill brought by Seol So-baek at Mount Hua’s disciples.
“Eat and cultivate. When you open your eyes, you will have to fight again.”
“… I got it.”
After controlling their urgent mind, they put the Snow Ice Pills given by Chung Myung in their mouths and sit cross-legged on the spot. When Hye Yeon started to cultivate, the room became quiet in an instant.
Chung Myung looked at them quietly.
When did they grow up so much? Those little chicks have now grown enough to lead other sects.
‘Is this the ‘proud’ they are talking about?’
Chung Myung, who scratched the back of his head, looked at Seol So-baek and said,
“You should get some sleep, too.”
“I’m fine.”
“I know you haven’t slept a wink since yesterday. Now we have to fight again, so don’t be stubborn and go to sleep. Taking care of the body is also a virtue of a leader.”
“….Yes.”
Seol So-baek settled in the corner without a second rebuttal. And before he could exhale a few breaths, he fell asleep instantly.
Listening to Seol So-baek’s low-pitched breath, Chung Myung looked at everyone with pitiful eyes.
Thinking that the descendants were suffering from things that the predecessors failed to solve properly, it felt like a sword was stuck in his stomach, and heartbroken.
‘If I had been a little stronger, this wouldn’t have happened.’
After eating Snow Ice Pill, his internal strength grew a little stronger. However, he could still not fully assimilate his past senses with his present body.
He wouldn’t have let go of the Envoy if not for that sense of incompatibility.
‘I have to be stronger.’
He needs to get back to his original strength as soon as possible. So that no one gets hurt.
‘Resurrection?’
That’s ridiculous.
Chung Myung clenched his fist tightly and gritted his teeth.
‘I’ll end them properly so they won’t talk like that again.’
And he slightly closed his eyes on the spot.
He didn’t even need to cultivate to manage this level of internal injuries.
How long has it been?
Knock, knock.
Chung Myung slowly opened his eyes at the knock on the door.
“Come in.”
Squeak.
At his permission, the door opened and Han Yi-myung entered with a stiff face.
“We’re ready to go.”
“Hmm.”
Chung Myung looked back at him before answering.
Mount Hua’s disciples and Hye Yeon, who had already finished cultivating, were looking at him with clear eyes.
There was no prevailing urgency or nervousness. Their eyes were just full of determination.
Chung Myung asked with a smile.
“Ready?”
“Of course, we are.”
Chung Myung nodded at Baek Cheon’s reply.
“Great. Then let’s go! We have to break the heads of those Magyo bastards.”
The corners of his mouth curled up eerily.