Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 533

Jjojok!

“Hm?”

Hyun Jong’s gaze was drawn to the teacup in his hand. The teacup had a long crack that was fine a while ago. It’s splitting the lightly engraved plum blossoms.

Hyun Jong’s face was gloomy, despite his best efforts to remain calm.

It was a foreboding sign.

Of course, a teacup can crack at any time, but it was not something he took lightly, as he was worried.

“Mm.”

Hyun Jong set the teacup down and looked out the window. The cold breeze was blowing in through the window.

‘The North Sea must be several times colder than this.’

In several ways.

“Sect Leader.”

Hyun Sang, who was holding a teacup in front of him, made a gesture.

“Are you worried about the children?”

“Hm.”

Instead of responding, Hyun Jong rose slowly from his seat. He then approached the window and opened it.

A cold wind blew in, but he ignored it and focused his gaze on Mount Hua’s lofty peaks.

No.

To be precise, he gazed at the old tree that grew at the top of the peak.

Hyun Jong knows.

More than half of the newly grown plum blossoms do not survive Mount Hua’s cold winter and wither.

His mouth slowly opened.

“Plum blossoms that have survived the winter are most beautiful.”

He half-opened his eyes and blinked quietly.

“So winter may be a necessary ordeal for blossoming. But…..”

Then he turned his head and looked at Hyun Sang and Hyun Young.

“But does the plum blossom tree really want trials?”

“What do you mean…….”

When Hyun Sang asked again carefully, Hyun Jong shook his head quietly.

“It is enough for trees to bloom. It’s the human who feels that flowers are beautiful, and it’s just the human who wants them to become brighter after enduring the harsh winter.”

“…..”

His gaze returned to the window again.

“Maybe it’s just our greed that we want them to overcome ordeals and grow up.”

Doesn’t it depend on where one stands?

The Tao of the Elder could not be the same as the Tao of the children.

It’s only natural for them to wish for a revival of the Mount Hua Sect, but there may be other ways for the children.

Wouldn’t it be a happier way for the children to just be satisfied with the present and live happily in Mount Hua?

Hyun Jong thought that maybe their greed was bothering the children.

“I don’t feel comfortable.”

The expression on his face, which had been apparent all along, deepened even more. Then Hyun Sang opened his mouth quietly.

“Sect Leader. That is Sect Leader’s arrogance.”

Hyun Jong turned his head and looked at Hyun Sang.

“It’s not like you didn’t stop them, right? The children chose to travel to the North Sea on their own.”

“But…..”

“Mount Hua Sect is not just ours.”

Hyun Sang said firmly and bluntly.

“Sect Leader thinks so because you still believe that we are leading Mount Hua and that children are helping us according to the Sect Leader’s will.”

Hyun Jong’s eyes trembled slightly at the words.

“Mount Hua belongs to everyone in Mount Hua, Sect Leader.”

“…..”

“Sect Leader’s will should not judge the children’s happiness. The children are also Mount Hua’s disciples and martial artists themselves. They’re no longer a child wrapped in our arms, Sect Leader.”

At Hyun Sang’s words, Hyun Jong nodded bitterly.

“I know.”

The idea that the children are still in his arms has already been abandoned.

It’s just…

“We shouldn’t try to judge those children with our small measure. Aren’t those kids already better fighters than us?”

“Right. Yes, yes. I’m just….”

Before Hyun Jong finished his words, Hyun Sang looked at Hyun Young sitting next to him.

“Say something, too.”

“What do you want me to say?”

But Hyun Young snorted savagely.

“Who could stop an old man from worrying? If I tell him everything, he’ll start worrying about the bad weather now.”

“…..”

“Just let him worry. Some people just don’t know how to eat without worrying.”

“…. That’s too much to say.”

Hyun Jong sighed quietly.

‘The children chose to go through the ordeal…..’

That’s right.

Chung Myung, of course, and Baek Cheon and other disciples also want to be stronger. No matter the reason, he would not have been able to stop the children from going to the North Sea in the end.

Only.

It is they who chose the ordeal, but no one knows how severe the ordeal will be. Hyun Jong just hoped that his disciples who had left for the North Sea would not have ordeal they could not bear.

‘I don’t want anything. Please just come back safely.’

He said something to himself that he didn’t know how many times it was already. At the end of Hyun Jong’s gaze was the cracked teacup.

* * *

“Sahyuuuuung!”

Tang So-so’s sharp scream echoed through the cold land of the North Sea.

The image of Chung Myung dripping with blood was engraved in the eyes of all the Mount Hua disciples.

“Chu…. Chung Myung!”

“Chung Myung Sijuuuu!”

Of course, this is not the first time they’ve seen Chung Myung being pushed back by an opponent’s attack. But everyone here could tell intuitively. That the sight they see now is essentially different from what they’ve ever seen.

Just looking at Chung Myung’s limp body, the situation was too clear.

Edeudeuk.

Jo-Gol gritted his teeth with bloodshot eyes.

“You bastard! I’m going to kill yoouuuu!”

A raging sword energy sprang out. As he rushed straight toward the Bishop, his eyes exuded unprecedented malice (악의(惡意)) and a murderous look (살기(殺氣)).

“Aaaaagh!”

He wielded his sword full of venom with a scream rather than a shout.

Red plum blossoms.

The blood-red plum blossoms, which bloomed in the darkness, were scattered beyond belief that they were the swords of the Righteous Faction.

“This….!”

Yoon Jong, who revealed his teeth next to Jo-Gol, jumped in.

Yoon Jong would normally be busy trying to stop the excited Jo-Gol. However, his sword was far more destructive and violent than Jo-Gol’s.

“I’m gonna kill you!”

The Bishop smiled happily as he saw the plum blossoms filling his entire view.

“Foolish!”

Paaaa!

Black Demonic Energy rose from the Bishop’s hands like dark clouds.

The black Demonic Energy quickly grew its size, dropping all the flying plum blossoms. Even the plum blossoms, which were made with all their might, could not break through the Bishop’s Demonic Energy.

It was rather a wall of despair.

Unsatisfied even after blocking the two, the Demonic Energy shuddered and began to swallow the bodies of Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong.

Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong looked at the scene with their eyes wide open. The world seemed to turn black because of the Demonic Energy that filled their view.

“Back off!”

At that moment, Baek Cheon flew like a lightning and jumped in front of Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong.

Paaaaat!

His sword split into dozens in an instant. Before long, dozens or even hundreds of plum blossoms bloomed. Over and over again, a huge wall of petals was built in front of them.

Plum Blossom Profuse Bloom of Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Swordsmanship.

Kagagagak!

When the plum blossom sword energy and the Bishop’s Demonic Energy collided with each other, a sound resounded as if hundreds of metal blocks were intertwined and collided with each other.

Plum leaves were thrown in all directions and Baek Cheon’s sword twisted and bent as if it would break at any moment.

“Ugh….”

Baek Cheon’s fingertips began to burst in the face of massive energy crushing his whole body.

It’s like holding a mountain on top of his head. But he put more strength into his bloodstained fingertips.

At that moment.

“Amitabha!”

Along with a rough roar, Hye Yeon flew to the wall of plum blossoms and was strongly inserted.

“Uoooohhhh!”

One more time! One more time! And one more time!

Hye Yeon, who helped Baek Cheon by blowing three consecutive Hunder Step Divine Fist, assumed the Banzhang position and put his hand on his side.

Guoooooo!

Hye Yeon’s hand slowly stretched out from the side. At the same time, power with formidable internal energy began to erupt at the end of his fist.

Seventy-Two Unique Martial Art of Shaolin, Arhat Divine Fist!

Hye Yeon, usually had a benevolent and gentle expression when he performed martial arts, but there was no mercy on his face now. A distorted face like Asura was full of determination to crush the opponent.

When Hye Yeon’s power was added to Baek Cheon’s sword energy, the Demonic Energy, which had been pouring in, faltered for a while.

“Euaaaat!”

“Damn it!”

Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol also rushed forward and shot sword energy instead of backing down.

“Ho?”

The Bishop’s eyes lit up.

Young people who may have just passed twenty years old are showing more skills than they expected.

‘Look at them.’

Although the four of them joined forces, his energy was not expanding.

‘No matter how young they are, they’re still of Jungwon.’

This is why Jungwon is dangerous.

Even the one who had been hit by his tension and splattered with blood a moment ago made his heart feel chill, albeit momentarily. And even the rest of them who he thought nothing was tough.

But.

“You’re still small fry!”

His eyes gushed blood. And he tried to sweep those in front by pushing even more enormous internal energy into his attack.

“Die you all…!”

But then.

Seusut!

A swordsman in a black uniform jumped like a ghost over the most dangerous space where the conflicting energies swirled violently, and flew straight at the Bishop.

The moment he faced the cold eyes of the swordsman, the Bishop had no choice but to stop moving for a moment.

Paaaaat!

The terrifying sword energy emitted by Yoo Iseol, who threw herself, flies toward the Bishop. At the same time, Tang So-so, which moved from the other side, threw her daggers with all her might.

Swaeaeaek!

Fierce sword energy and daggers flying from side to side.

The formidable power and Plum Blossom Sword pushing in from the front.

There seemed to be no way to avoid the attacks flying from all directions.

‘Got you…’

At that moment, the Bishop put his hands together in front. Soon, the black Demonic Energy, which had been spouting grandly, changed direction and quickly gathered into his hands.

“Insignificant things!”

The Demonic Energy gathered in his hand rotated fiercely and then spewed out in all directions.

Kwaaaaaang!

A huge explosion of magi covered the sky and the earth.

“Eeuaaakk!”

“Aaaaakh!”

Mount Hua’s disciples screamed and bounced like cannon shells. And they rolled around as if they were stuck in the ground.

Kwareureung!

The shot of Demonic Energy overturned the earth and shook the mountain range instantly. The cliff that could not overcome the shock began to crack and collapse.

It was truly formidable power.

How can a power capable of changing the terrain be called human power?

“Cough!”

Baek Cheon, stuck on the ground and spouted blood, looked at the Bishop incredulously.

Like a Dragon Ascension, the Demonic Energy that wrapped around the Bishop’s body soared up without caring how high the sky was.

It was an unbelievable sight to see. It was as if a huge black dragon ascended into the sky.

The Bishop opened his mouth, pouring blood into the Dragon Ascension.

“The filthy unbelievers are rampaging without knowing the subject.”

Like the Emperor’s command, his voice echoing through the valley was so overwhelming it weighed on their hearts.

“I won’t let a single one live! Not a single one!”

The black whirlpool he created was getting thicker. The shattered boulders swung, spun, and soared into the air.

In fact, it seemed that anyone had no choice but to lose their will to fight at the hard-to-believe sight.

“First of all, you!”

The Bishop’s gaze went beyond Mount Hua disciples and Hye Yeon, who tried to lift their bodies up, to Chung Myung.

Despite losing his mind and reason, he instinctively did not miss who was the most dangerous.

The Bishop, who tried to kill Chung Myung’s life at once, paused.

“Hm?”

Before he knew it, Baek Cheon rose up and was staggering with his scabbard as a support. After struggling to move his feet, he blocked the space between Chung Myung and the Bishop.

A bloodless face that wouldn’t be strange even if he collapsed anytime.

His eyes met the Bishop’s eyes, which were overflowing with anger.

The hand holding the sword was powerless.

He didn’t even think about stopping the blood from flowing down his throat.

However, there was not a single flicker in Baek Cheon’s eye.

And.

Behind his back, Mount Hua’s disciples walked up and stood there, as if it were natural.

The Bishops’ lifeless eyes were fixed on them.

“Hey, old man.”

Baek Cheon, who stared ahead with a pale face, smiled, revealing his teeth.

“You can’t put a finger on that damn bastard until you kill me.”

The sound of swords scraping the ground behind him echoed in response to his voice.

Baek Cheon slowly picked up his sword.

“You can’t touch anyone until you defeat me! I’m Baek Cheon from Mount Hua!”

His voice, which he desperately wrung out, spread far and wide to the sky.