Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 537
The Bishop’s body stumbled and fell backward, as if it were about to fall to the ground at any moment.
Tolssok.
Blood poured uncontrollably from his chest. Blood leaked out of all seven holes on his head, as if the energy was flowing backward.
“Ugh…”
There was no one standing.
Mount Hua’s disciples were exhausted and collapsed to the ground, and the Bishop could not stand.
Even Chung Myung was kneeling, barely raising his upper body with the help of his sheath.
“Huuk… Huuk….”
A heavy breath escaped Chung Myung’s mouth.
Geugeuk.
Pressing down on his scabbard, he struggled to get up. Then he limped toward the fallen Bishop.
Step, step.
“Cough!”
Blood poured out of his chest and mouth whenever the Bishop coughed convulsively.
It was enough for anyone to know. Now, even if Daera Sinseon comes, that man cannot be saved.
“The end…”
The same was true of Chung Myung, who had exhausted his energy.
Chung Myung, who was approaching the Bishop with his scabbard as a cane, stumbled as if he had lost his strength and fell down. He didn’t have enough strength left to walk further with his broken leg.
“This……”
However, with his teeth clenched, he pushed himself up again with his trembling arm. His eyes were full of deadly venom.
Chung Myung approached as if he were walking while dragging his legs and crawling.
To cut the Bishop’s throat.
But. At that moment.
Kwadeudeuk.
The Bishop’s hand gripped the ground tightly. And, like a lie, he jumped up.
Chung Myung opened his eyes wide.
‘Spare energy?’
‘No, it’s not.’
There was no focus in the Bishop’s eyes who raised his body. Like a madman, he raised his body with blurry eyes as if possessed.
Brightest flash of the setting sun (회광반조(回光返照)). Just as the candle burns the brightest just before it goes out, the last life has returned to the person who has run out of life.
As Chung Myung grabbed his sword and tried to regain position, the Bishop turned desperately and stumbled toward the cave.
“Heavenly… Demon…”
“You punk…”
As Chung Myung tried to catch up, the Demonic cultists, who had just reached through the Ice Clan Warriors barricade, stood in his way. They desperately guarded the Bishop.
“Bishop!”
“Euuaaaa! Bishops! Aaaaakhh!
Their desperate cries pierced his ears terribly.
Chung Myung desperately felt the madness that they would protect the Bishop even at the cost of their life without hesitation.
Chung Myung gritted his teeth.
Doesn’t this make him feel like a villain?
The Bishop spoke in a cracked voice.
“Back… I leave my back in you guys’ care…”
“Please go!”
“We will stop them! Please go!”
Soon he staggered and entered the cave.
‘Heavenly Demon……’
Chung Myung’s face is horribly distorted.
His purpose was not to kill the Bishop, but to stop the resurrection of the Heavenly Demon.
No matter how much he drove the Bishop to death, the whole process is in vain if Heavenly Demon resurrects.
‘No!’
But he no longer had the strength to break through them. Just standing there took all his effort.
“……Heh.”
Chung Myung grinned at one point.
“I’ve become a fool, too. I can’t believe I deemed this not possible.”
There is something in the world that must be done.
And of course, this is a matter of no choice.
Chung Myung was about to lift his sword.
“Eeuuaaaaaa!”
With a desperate cry, someone jumped before him and began to attack the Cultists.
‘Huh?’
Chung Myung stared blankly at the scene.
He looked familiar. Song Won, the Guard Captain, once guided Mount Hua’s disciples to the Ice Crystal mine. He rushed to the Cultist like a demon with a body stained with blood from the cut.
“Clear the way!”
A desperate cry echoed through the valley.
“You morons! How long will you leave your fate to outsiders and leave your back behind! If there’s anything to protect, we’ll protect it with our own hands!”
It wasn’t just Song Won.
Seol So-baek, who had come running, grabbed his sword and charged at the Demonic cultists.
“That crazy brat!”
At the sight, insults poured out of Chung Myung’s mouth.
“Clan Leader!”
“Clan Leader-nim!”
Kwaaaang!
The black Demonic Energy shot by the Cultist flew right in front of Seol So-baek. Fortunately, however, Han Yi-myung, who caught up in time, blocked the front of Seol So-baek.
“What are you doing!”
His yell was at the Ice Clan Warriors.
“Risk your life to clear the way! Open the path for Chung Myung Dojang with blood from the North Sea! If you still have any courage left, prove it here!”
The eyes of the Ice Clan Warriors were filled with venom.
This was originally their fight.
However, the people of Jungwon, who had nothing to do with them, shed blood on their behalf and even risked their lives to fight.
If they are not ashamed of this desperate fight, they are not human beings, and if their blood is not boiling after seeing this desperate fight, they are not a martial artist.
They wouldn’t have been so ashamed if there had been even one reprimand or a rebuke. But the Jungwon people just fought against the enemy without any criticism.
That fact was unbearable for the Ice Clan Warriors.
“Open the way!”
“Make way for Chung Myung Dojang!”
“Don’t spare your life!”
The warriors of the Ice Clan Warriors began to push the Cultist with a different momentum than ever before.
Impatient to deal with the enemies, and the appearance of hesitating in fear was nowhere to be seen.
They poured out their killing intent and rushed in with a hatchet. And without fear of getting hurt, they only stared at the opponent and attacked.
To clear the way as quickly as possible, even at the risk of being cut.
Dopssok.
Seol So-baek and Han Yi-myung gripped both shoulders of the faltering Chung Myung.
“Go!”
“Dojang!”
Chung Myung looked at the two people who supported him from the side and nodded.
And ran forward without hesitation.
“Keuk!”
“Die! Filthy follower of Demonic Cult!”
“This is the North Sea! It’s not a place for things like you!”
Even if the hands of the Demonic cultist pierce the stomach, they do not back down and swing their sword to slash the opponent’s throat.
Change comes to everyone.
Nothing can be accomplished by deferring responsibility to others and taking care of one’s own well-being. Rather, what comes out of it will only be a greater sacrifice.
Those who confirmed the fact with their eyes now began to create a path for Chung Myung without taking care of their own lives.
The Demonic cultist who had been fiercely resisting were gradually pushed to the side. The path to the cave opened faster than Chung Myung ran.
“Song Won!”
“Yes!”
Some of those who took the lead in clearing the path joined Chung Myung as if escorting him.
“Let’s go!”
“Yes!”
Chung Myung did not bother to check his back.
All that was left was to leave the situation to the North Sea Ice Clan and leave to do what he had to do.
The elite of the Ice Clan Warriors and Chung Myung entered the cave.
Although it collapsed everywhere, there was still a way inside. They don’t know if that’s fortunate or unfortunate.
“The Bishop?”
“He wouldn’t have gone far with that body!”
He ran without using Light Footwork, so even if the distance was a little wider, they could have caught up quickly at this rate.
However, they soon realized that the process of catching up was not so easy.
“Huh?”
“There is something ahead!”
The Demonic cultists should not be in the cave anymore, but there was a sign that something was moving inside the cave.
Not just one, but many.
Those with sensitive senses gritted their teeth involuntarily at the chill coming from the front.
Han Yi-myung opened his eyes wide as he looked at the approaching people.
“This…”
Song Won bit his lips.
Soulless humans, whose eyes were out of focus, were walking toward their side.
“Ge- general!”
“Don’t hesitate to attack!”
Han Yi-myung shouted as if vomiting blood with a distorted face.
“It’s not a person! That’s… That’s not a living person! Damn it!”
The clothes of the Civilians were obviously unique to the North Sea.
‘I heard people went missing…’
It is clear that these bastards did something by catching North Sea people. Because people who don’t have any sign of life are walking alone.
How could they have done such a terrible thing?
“Is it Ice Jiangshi (빙강시(儒))?”
Chung Myung murmured softly.
Everyone was indignant at this terrible event, but Chung Myung keenly noticed that the energy of the approaching Jiangshi was slightly different.
‘No.’
Those Jiangshis weren’t used for taking orders. Clearly, they had captured people for something and repeated the experiment.
But Jiangshi is Jiangshi. It is no exaggeration to say that the Ice Jiangshi, which was created with the coldness of the North Sea, is a cursed creature.
“Keep running!”
Song Won shouted firmly at the group.
“Don’t delay! I’ll take care of it! Go away!”
Han Yi-myung bit his lips and nodded.
“Open the way!”
At the same time, the Ice Clan Warriors rushed forward.
Kagagagang!
The sound of swords and energy hitting the bodies of the Ice Jiangshi echoed. And then, the sound of the steel-like hands of the Jiangshi tearing the flesh of the Ice Clan Warriors burst out.
“Heeuuaaaaat!”
The Ice Clan Warriors screamed desperately and pushed the Jiangshi left and right. The Jiangshi, who lacked reason, were busy beating and biting the Ice Clan Warriors before them, not caring about being pushed out.
Chung Myung ran along the open path, sending out a chill with his eyes.
‘Cursed bastard!’
The hatred and anger that boiled to the limit seemed to burn his heart.
Battle against Magyo has always been this way.
“There’s another one ahead!”
At the cry of someone in their group, Han Yi-myung’s eyes were bloodshot.
“Go! Chung Myung Dojang!”
Even this time, the number was quite large. Han Yi-myung said with a determined face.
“We will risk our lives to break through! Go!”
“So-baek…”
“Go! Dojang!”
In response to Chung Myung’s hesitation, Seol So-baek shouted with a more determined face. Chung Myung finally nodded.
‘You already have the face of a warrior before I know it.’
War makes a child an adult.
In a way, it may be sad, but now, this child has to be recognized as a warrior here.
“Open it!”
“Yes!”
All the remaining warriors of the Ice Clan rushed toward the Ice Jiangshi. Then they opened the way by pushing and cutting the Jiangshi roughly.
It was only a gap for one person to pass, but Chung Myung kept moving forward, squirming between them.
Ttook, ttook.
Blood trickled down his hand and dripped onto the ground. His vision kept getting blurring, and he couldn’t feel any more sense in the hand holding the sword.
Now, with even though the pain has disappeared, the body is forced to somehow move and walk.
Keureureureu….
“……..”
Chung Myung’s head slowly heard the sound of an animal coming from somewhere.
He could see the Ice Jiangshi approaching again in front of him.
“Huu……”
‘They’re very meticulous.’
Chung Myung had a twisted smile.
“I’m sorry… but I’m someone who’s never given up.”
Chung Myung forcibly lifted his sword which was heavier than a thousand pounds by moving his disobedient arm But then, in his ears, he heard a voice that he had gotten quite used to.
“Go ahead.”
Chung Myung looked back blankly.
“…… When…?”
“Those who can’t find a place to die are bound to get ugly. Now I’ve found a place to die.”
Chung Myung looked blankly at Yosa Hon. The old man’s face was quite calm.
“I’m sorry.”
“You…”
“Go ahead. What can we talk about?”
Perhaps it is wiser for Yosa Hon to leave Chung Myung behind and go ahead alone.
But Yosa Hon didn’t think so.
His job is to prevent the resurrection of the Heavenly Demon. And………..
‘Recovering the lost spirit of the North Sea.’
In order to do that, he thought that someone like Chung Myung should do the most important task, not someone like him.
The energy that Yosa Hon exude pushes the Ice Jiangshi roughly. But this time, perhaps because there were fewer people left, a considerable number of Ice Jiangshi rushed toward the back of Chung Myung, who had advanced ahead.
But.
“Go! Don’t look back!”
Yosa Hon desperately stopped those Ice Jiangshi.
Listening to the desperate shouts coming from behind his back, Chung Myung ran and ran forward.
It’s weird.
The cave, which didn’t feel so long when they first came in, was now so long that there was no end in sight.
Jiljiljil.
With each step, dragging his heavy feet, his body grew heavier, as if a pendulum had weighed him down.
His vision keeps getting blurred. All he could hear was his breath and a heartbeat that was about to go out.
Tolssok.
Chung Myung eventually fell on his knees and grabbed the ground as if scratching it with his bare hands.
‘Do not be ridiculous.’
In the past, it was several times harder than this. It was more painful than this.
Chung Myung clenched his teeth. Then he raised his limp body.
‘I am the Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign of Mount Hua Sect.’
He dragged his limp legs and began to advance again along the narrow, dark path.
How much longer did he walk like that?
A ray of pale light finally appeared in his eyes as he walked on the path that seemed to last forever. He was about to reach a flat ground.
The shape of the giant Asura and the back of the Bishop kneeled down with a disfigured body beneath it.
“This bastard…”
Geugeugeuk.
Chung Myung staggered toward the Bishop, dragging his sword.
“Heavenly… Demon Advent…… Blessing For All Demons……”
The words of the struggling Bishop poured into his ears like a curse.
“Oh Great Heavenly Demon……. Heavenly Demon. Receive the blood of this body, and descend into the world. Eventually, become a fire that will set the world on fire…”
There wasn’t enough time to stop him. Blood flowing from the Bishop’s wrist splashed on the patterns on the ground and quickly permeated.
Soon after, the pattern began to emit a huge blood-red glow.