Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 535
Throb!
His chest was burning with pain.
The Bishop’s face became increasingly distorted.
He has always been in pain and has grown accustomed to it. He wouldn’t blink an eye if someone cut his flesh and crushed his bones.
But the pain in his chest was no longer a simple physical pain. This was a long-hidden pain that chilled much deeper.
The bloody Bishop’s eyes did not move, as if they were fixed on Chung Myung, who stood before him.
‘Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign?’
It’s not even funny.
He had the audacity to combine that weak sword warrior with that Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign.
Who is Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign?
He was recognized as the foremost enemy of the mighty Magyo.
The dead body of the Cultist forms a mountain and their blood forms a river in front of his sword. The Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign is a demon-like person who would not be satisfied even if he ground his enemy’s whole body into powder and chewed it.
That person was such a hateful man that he had no choice but to admit him.
It wasn’t just his predecessor Bishop. During the war, more than half of the Bishops of the Cult were killed by the sword of Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign. They died at the hands of only one person.
Even the former Bishop was an unparalleled powerhouse that is incomparable to the current him. Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign slew such a person and eventually made the current bishop rise to a false position at a young age.
But…
Seeing that weak person overlap with the Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign that he was even afraid of? How can this be possible unless he’s out of his mind?
Edeudeuk.
The Bishop gnashed his teeth.
“I’m not gonna die nicely?”
And he stared straight at Chung Myung, who was exuding killing intent.
It is no different from how a dog barks. Normally, he would have just laughed it off when he heard that.
But strangely, he can’t laugh now.
The unknown horror made him unable to laugh.
‘Am I being wary of that swordsman?’
It was totally incomprehensible.
‘Even if it is a swordsman of Mount Hua Sect, Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign and that bastard is as different as Heaven and Earth. But why….’
It was that moment.
Step.
Chung Myung slowly walked toward the Bishop.
The Bishop’s face was horribly distorted when he saw Chung Myung walking with a sword in one hand hanging down to the ground.
In the past, the posture of Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign, which approached him, was just like that. That young man constantly felt a sense of deja vu that the other Mount Hua disciples couldn’t feel.
Another throbbing pain struck.
The Bishop clenched his teeth, trying to ignore the pain in his chest.
“How dare you talk carelessly in front of me!”
Shaking off the confusion that shook his head, he released a frenzied Demonic Energy.
But at that moment, a desperate scream came from behind.
“Bishop-nim!”
“It’s dangerous! Please preserve your precious body!”
“Please think of the great plan!”
The screams of desperate believers horribly distorted the Bishop’s face.
Normally, even a little while ago, he would never have ignored those words.
He would have returned to the ritual after leaving the rest to clean up the situation. But now he couldn’t.
He didn’t want to, but he had to admit it eventually.
The young man is dangerous.
The young man must be dealt with by his own hands.
Kuuuung!
The Bishop stomped down the advance intensely. Fragments of the broken ground floated into the air.
“Heeuaaap!”
He stretched his hand forward with a boiling shout. Fragments of rising rock began to be shot at Chung Myung like a hidden weapon.
Chung Myung twisted the corners of his mouth as he saw pieces of rock flying toward him.
“Such a trick!”
Although all these years have passed, nothing has changed about those Bishops. It was wrong to believe that such attack would work on him.
Chung Myung lunged at the flying fragments of rocks.
Paaaat!
His body stretched out, leaving a long afterimage. And without missing a feeble gap between the fragments, he dug in and rushed at tremendous speed.
“You puuunk!”
The Bishop roared and released explosive Demonic Energy from both of his hands. It was as if the abyss to hell had been opened from his hands.
“Die!”
The Demonic Energy that spewed out from both hands was stirred and united, and soon it took the form of a huge beast.
Black Slaughtering Demonic Palm, Blood-Avid Demonic Beast.
The figure of a huge black beast roared and opened its jaw at Chung Myung.
It was simply a formidable internal energy.
It was nearly impossible to counter this enormous energy with only Chung Myung’s power.
But.
Seusut.
At that moment, Chung Myung’s sword, which rushed to avoid rock debris, slowly drew an arc in the air.
It wasn’t fast, and it wasn’t perfect.
It’s just natural.
Beyond Form (형(形)) and Style (식(式)), beyond School (학(學)) and Art (예(藝)), the sword that simply reaches Nature (자연(自然)).
Seuseusut.
A sword, which seemed to have no strength, was stuck in the head of the beast.
And.
Paaaaat!
The weak piece of sword, which was only made of iron, lightly split the beast’s head in two, which was about to devour the world.
An ear-splitting roar rang out.
Soon, the energy that had been divided into a long line crashed into the valley behind Chung Myung’s back.
Kwaaaaaang!
Kwareureung!
The huge mountain valley collapsed, and large rocks crashed into the ground.
The conflict between the two had now reached a level far beyond the common sense of ordinary people.
Chung Myung, who cut off the Bishop’s ridiculously strong energy at once, rushed forward with his eyes full of killing intent.
A completely expressionless face and an obvious chill behind it.
The Bishop clenched his teeth without realizing it.
The pain intensified and seemed to tear through his body, starting with his chest. The Demonic Energy, which was forcibly raised, is forcibly opening and melting the wound barely frozen with the Ice Crystals.
However, the Bishop did not dare to take care of his wounds.
Chung Myung’s piercing eyes grabbed him and wouldn’t let him go.
He’s obviously just a young man. In this world disguised with peace, their battles would have only been child’s play.
But how could this guy have eyes like a demon living on the battlefield?
Those eyes are so familiar.
Looking into those eyes, he couldn’t contain something that kept rising from his chest.
“Heuuuaaap!”
The Bishops shouted like a scream and rushed toward Chung Myung, shooting out Demonic Energy.
“I’ll crush you to death!”
Enormous demonic powers, large enough to destroy even a great mountains, gathered in his hand. The hand clad with Demonic Energy rushed toward Chung Myung’s head.
Paaaaat!
Then Chung Myung’s sword flew into the Bishop’s elbow like a lightning.
Kagang!
The Bishop’s lips curled up in an instant.
‘You’re such a fool.’
No matter how fast the sword was, it could not have hurt this body with such weak internal strength.
It was a mistake he wouldn’t make unless he was a rookie.
Thinking that he had overestimated his opponent, the Bishop pushed more power into his swung hand. It was to completely break Chung Myung’s head.
But at that moment.
Paaaaaat! Paaaaaat!
Chung Myung’s sword stabbed the same part of his elbow again, faster than the first time.
Kakang!
Once more! Once more! And one more time!
In a fleeting moment when he couldn’t even breathe, dozens of sword strikes were lodged in the Bishop’s elbow.
After stabbing the exact same place dozens of times at the same time without an inch of error.
Crunch!
Wounds were engraved.
No matter how much he protect it with Demonic Energy, it was just a body in the end. There was no way it could withstand being stabbed dozens of times.
As the Bishop’s elbow muscles were severed and his arm moved, his hand that was heading for Chung Myung naturally twisted to the side.
His energy narrowly grazed Chung Myung’s head and hit the ground.
Kwaaaang!
There was a huge explosion, and shattered boulders flew into the air.
Even amidst that, Chung Myung dug inside and inside again.
Originally, the person who used the sword should widen the distance from the opponent, and the person who used the fist should narrow the distance from the opponent.
But Chung Myung completely ignored that common sense. Rather, he quickly jumped into the Bishop’s arms and rotated his body.
Kagang! Kagagang!
A narrow space where even the minimum distance for swinging a sword was not secured.
However, Chung Myung held his sword close to his body, and swung the sword with his body, not his arm. His sword cut through the Bishop’s flesh.
Red lines formed all over the Bishop’s body.
“You rat!”
The Bishop shouted and punched.
However, Chung Myung’s eyes lit up coldly before the blow could reach.
Chung Myung struck the Bishop’s wrist with the end of his sword handle.
Kwaang!
As a result, his hand clad in Demonic Energy was slightly pushed aside, brushing through Chung Myung’s body and cutting through the air.
Sogok! Sogok! Sogok!
In that short period, Chung Myung’s sword cut the body of the Bishop repeatedly.
It is not necessary to prevent the opponent’s attack from the front. No matter how powerful an attack is, it is as if it doesn’t exist if it doesn’t touch your body.
It was enough to just change direction a little. The strength of the opponent strike. That strength will rather help Chung Myung.
An extreme Shift of Flower Carving (이화접목(移花接木)/ Highly inaccurate).
The Bishop’s eyes were bloodshot.
“This…!”
At that moment, Chung Myung’s sword stabbed him in the chest.
Kakang!
As the Bishop flinched, Chung Myung’s eyes lit up.
Paaat!
The Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword struck and stabbed him in the chest one after another.
The Ice Crystals on his chest, which firmly blocked Chung Myung’s sword, was now shaking whenever it was attacked.
“Euuaaaaaa!”
At that moment, the Bishop opened his hands wide with a scream.
At the same time, Demonic Energy erupted from his body like an explosion and swept around him in a frenzy.
After being swept away by the energy storm, Chung Myung has pushed away and choked blood through his mouth, but in the meantime, he was focused on attacking the Bishop’s chest by swinging his sword.
Kwaaaa!
Finally, Chung Myung’s body, swept away by the storm of energy, bounced far back.
But.
Rotated again and again.
Soon after, Chung Myung turned his body over and landed on the ground.
Red blood dripped down his lips, but his eyes were as cold as they were at first.
Jjojok!
Then, the Bishop slowly looked down at the ominous sound that pierced his ears.
A large crack in the Ice Crystals covered his chest tightly.
“……….”
He was hit so hard by the battle that came and went in the span of a few breaths. A cold sweat broke out on the Bishop’s back.
‘What the hell is he…’
Of course, that young man is still weak.
His achievements are insignificant, and his internal strength is only a handful compared to the Bishop’s.
But how could someone like that fight like a beast?
To the point of threatening his life.
“…..I admit it.”
He doesn’t know how long it’s been since the word acknowledgment came out of his mouth.
Ten years? Fifty years? No, maybe a hundred years?
However, at this point, he couldn’t help but admit it.
“You’re strong…”
“Shut your mouth.”
Chung Myung revealed his teeth with an unpleasant look.
“A mediocre nobody like you has no right to judge my strength.”
The Bishop’s eyes shook violently.
“……Even that arrogance doesn’t seem to bother me. You’re really great.”
“But that’s all. Do you really think that you, can fight me to the end? You who had rough breathing with just this short exchange?”
Chung Myung did not answer.
It wasn’t wrong. His body was already covered in sweat.
Just one stroke will crush his body.
It was not easy even for him to maintain his concentration to the end in such an exchange of attack. Of course, he attacked more, but he also lost more strength.
“You weakling. I’ll compliment you. But the results don’t change.”
“Weak…”
Chung Myung thought it over and laughed.
“That’s true. I’m weak.”
Compared to the Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign of the past, the present Chung Myung was definitely weak.
But.
“So what about it?”
“……Huh?”
“As you say, I’m weak. But…”
Chung Myung’s lips drew an arc.
“You don’t have to be strong to win. Because I am not alone.”
Geugeugeuk.
With the sound of a sword scraping the ground, someone approached behind Chung Myung’s back.
“……..”
For the first time Bishop entered this battle, he felt as if his head was going to explode.
The disciples of Mount Hua, who he thought had already fallen, began to gather behind Chung Myung.
Their eyes were still the same despite bleeding from their mouths and noses with their battered bodies.
It seemed they didn’t care about the blackened body from being beaten and the legs about to collapse.
Their gaze was burning in fighting spirit at the Bishop.
Baek Cheon.
Yoo Iseol.
Yoon Jong.
Jo-Gol.
Tang So-so.
And Hye Yeon.
Not one person gave up and stood behind Chung Myung to support him.
Chung Myung never looked back, but he knew the whole situation. He said, while revealing his teeth.
“Listen, ghost of the past.”
“This is Mount Hua.”
Chung Myung’s sword landed on his hand after a spin in the air.
“Look carefully with those two eyes. How Mount Hua’s plum blossoms bloom!”
Chung Myung’s sword’s edge again draws a small plum blossom.
Small, a very small one.
However, the plum blossoms are by no means small.