Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 672
Chok! Chok! Chok! Chok!
The Jungwon people swallowed dry saliva.
They have already seen Mount Hua, Sichuan Tang Family, and the other Outer Clan with their own eyes. Hadn’t they already met them at the previous meeting?
However, watching these people run around to greet their guests, seeing them properly dressed and walking in formation was a world of difference.
The step, which was taken accurately without any error, seemed to control the breathing of those onlookers.
“Ta- Tang Family!”
“The Sichuan Tang Family!”
From the back of the hall, martial artists in green robes appeared.
The ruler (패자(霸者) /Lit. Overlord) of Sichuan and the master (조종(祖宗)) of poison and assassination art.
The Sichuan Tang Family martial artists, who had ruled the Sichuan martial world for a long time, walked slowly towards the training ground in perfect formation.
“….”
“…Wow.”
The word “impeccable” exists to be used at times like this.
Sichuan Tang Family, which only practices inheritance by blood, had fewer members than other prestigious families due to its characteristics. Therefore, it was the first experience for those who had enough experience traveling in Kangho to see such a large number of Tang Family members at a glance.
Perhaps that’s why.
Just watching them was enough to make people feel suffocating pressure.
Green robes, symbolizing the Sichuan Tang Family, fluttered in the wind. The martial artist of the Tang Family entered the training field, receiving the gazes of the people standing on both sides of the path.
Gulp.
Someone swallowed their dry saliva.
They were prestigious for their poison and assassination techniques in the martial world that values fairness. Everyone was wary of them, but no one dared to ignore them.
There would have been no more appropriate sect other than the Sichuan Tang Family to overwhelm the eyes of the people gathered here and impose a sense of weight. Their fierce momentum was overpowering.
Then.
“I- It’s Ice Clan! The North Sea Ice Clan is coming!”
On the other side of the path where the Sichuan Tang Family appeared, warriors with pure white uniforms walked out with an icy atmosphere. Everyone realized what the word “Cold as the North Wind” means by its appearance.
The spotless white uniforms captured attention, and the heavy, settled gazes were more than enough to intimidate the onlookers.
The King of North Sea.
The warriors of the North Sea Ice Clan, who ruled the harsh frozen lands, entered the training field, emitting a cold aura like a sword.
There was no trace of the usual gentleness on Han Yi-Myung’s face at the forefront.
He had experienced both the brilliant glory and painful endurance of North Sea. That’s why he had a profound depth that others couldn’t see.
He was the perfect fit for the heavy and crucial position of the North Sea Ice Clan Chief Commander.
Their oppressive presence made people around them struggle to breathe.
Everyone speaks of it casually.
The Ten Great Sect. The Five Great Family. The Five Great Evil Sect. The Five Outer Clan.
These titles represent Kangho, but compared to the number of martial artists scattered throughout Kangho, they are merely a handful.
Yet, this handful of martial artists stands at the peak and leads Kangho.
Seeing them gathered in one place was a truly rare experience. This has rarely happened in the last 100 years, especially since the end of the war against Magyo.
For this very sight, this very spectacle, the gathered people couldn’t take their eyes off the North Sea Ice Clan and Sichuan Tang Family.
How could they guess their strength just by looking at them? What they showed was probably not even a tenth of what they truly possessed.
But only to that extent did they have no difficulty understanding why they were making their mark as the pinnacle of Kangho.
‘These people are joining forces. These people!’
They were capable of dominating each region just with one sect.
Such people united under the name of Heavenly Comrade Alliance. And it was a known fact among everyone present that this alliance was not just for show or formalities.
“Yasugung Clan!”
“Here comes the Namman Yasugung Clan!”
Everyone’s gaze turned again.
“Oh…”
“No….”
The Namman Yasugung Clan Warriors appeared on the path where the Sichuan Tang Family had entered.
The tense faces of the Jungwon people relaxed slightly upon seeing them.
They didn’t possess the solemnity displayed by Sichuan Tang Family and North Sea Ice Clan. They didn’t enter in a straight line nor exude the cold aura the previous sects had.
On the surface, they seemed like a ragtag group.
They appeared to walk in with an unmatched carefree manner.
However, they couldn’t be easily dismissed as a ragtag group because of the undeniable confidence and vigor evident in their expressions.
How many people are gathered here?
Even around that platform, senior members of the Ten Great Sect and the Five Great Family dominated the current Kangho.
It was nearly impossible for ordinary martial artists to display confidence in such a place. This confidence level could only be shown with a solid foundation in martial arts and unwavering determination.
That’s why no one gathered here tried to denigrate the figure.
The confidence of the incompetent is nothing more than unseemly, but the confidence of the competent is recognized. Everyone knew that Namman Yasugung Clan, as a part of the Five Outer Clan, had every right to be confident.
Step. Step. Step. Step.
Entering the training field with a light gait, the Yasugung Clan made their way between Sichuan Tang Family on the left and North Sea Ice Clan on the right and occupied the center.
Despite not entering in a line, their final formation was flawless. As if they also knew the importance of this position.
“…Amitabha.”
Bop Kye cried out his chant.
He could see all three sects that had entered instantly from his seat.
‘Different indeed.’
Who in Kangho wouldn’t know that these three sects were joining forces?
However, knowing the fact in one’s mind and witnessing the sight of the three sects that dominated the world entering together were two different experiences.
‘Could the Ten Great Sects give off this kind of feeling when we gather?’
No, Bop Kye knows. Even if more powerful sects gathered, they would not be able to evoke the same feeling he was experiencing now.
It was due to the difference in the nature of their alliances.
No matter how much the Ten Great Sects were woven under one name, they were ultimately a loose connection without constraint. They merely sat together in the same place, bound by mutual interests and worldly evaluations, but in essence, they were only restraining and threatening each other.
The Five Great Family is no different. The Five Great Evil Sect is not worth mentioning, and the Five Outer Clan are distant acquaintances.
However, these people are different.
It’s hard to say what the future holds, but at least for now, rather than just several sects gathering in one place, they seem more like subgroups united under one sect.
‘Heavenly Comrade Alliance…’
They were not subjugated by force, nor have they held hands for a definite purpose. However, the loosely defined purpose strangely binds them tightly.
It is because the fact that those who have no clear reason are united with one mind means that, in other words, there is no reason for enmity.
‘It’s not just a simple alliance.’
An alliance where members don’t calculate gains for each other could eventually become a single massive sect. Perhaps Bop Kye is now witnessing the establishment of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance as a sect rather than an alliance.
And….
Bop Kye’s eyes focused on one place.
Those who have achieved this incredible, something that other sects could not even dream of, will now come out of there.
Mount Hua.
Has there ever been a place in the history of Kangho that has achieved such dazzling growth in such a short time?
‘Bangjang, perhaps Mount Hwa is even more mysterious than we initially thought.’
Sichuan Tang Family.
North Sea Ice Clan.
Namman Yasugung Clan.
They were more likely to have wars with each other than to leave their backs to each other. But in the meantime, when Mount Hua got in, they all melted into one.
‘How remarkable is this?’
Mount Hua’s accomplishments were impressive, but they paled compared to uniting these sects.
“…Truly amazing.”
“Seeing it with our own eyes, their presence is even more impressive than we thought.”
“Um… Indeed.”
Uncomfortable voices faintly escaped from those seated in the high seats.
Though they tried to maintain a gentle expression, seeing the reality of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance for themselves, they couldn’t suppress their anxiety.
“Haha. To live this long and witness such a thing, Mount Hua…”
“…It might be a blessing that Southern Edge Sect sealed their gates. If they saw this, they would have been bedridden for at least three days.”
“Only three days? I doubt it.”
Everyone would feel uncomfortable around someone who poses threat.
The fact that these Elders were murmuring meant that the sight was indeed a significant threat to them. This was particularly true for the Elders of the Ten Great Sect and the Five Great Family.
‘No one in the world dares to ignore Mount Hua after today.’
This sentiment has been brewing for a while, but today’s event solidified it.
Someone might dare to belittle Mount Hwasan of Shaanxi, but no one will belittle Mount Hua of Heavenly Comrade Alliance.
No one can ignore a sect that received the honor seats from Sichuan Tang Family and was honored by the two clans of the Five Outer Clan. This was impossible even for Shaolin.
“Amitabha.”
Bop Kye couldn’t help but harbor expectations.
Of course, their emotions towards Mount Hua weren’t particularly pleasant. However, one couldn’t deny the fact that Mount Hua was the protagonist of this event. So, naturally, he was curious about how they would appear, filled with genuine curiosity and anticipation.
His gaze was already fixed on the place where Mount Hua would emerge.
The anticipation swelled.
It grew.
It swelled up.
But….
“…Why aren’t they coming out?”
“Right.”
“What is it? Are they deliberately dragging their feet?”
The time for them to appear had passed, but strangely, Mount Hua didn’t seem to want to reveal themselves.
“It seems like they’re taking too long…”
Although it’s customary to delay the event slightly to heighten the tension and anticipation, this went beyond that.
Worried that something might have happened, Bop Kye frowned slightly and scrutinized the situation. At that moment, a sharp voice reached his ears.
It was a small sound, barely audible to the average person, but definitely…
“Hey, you punk! How can you come late on a day like this! Die! Just die, you punk!”
“Ugh, what a fuss over something so trivial.”
“Aaargh!”
“Sasuk, be patient! Not now!”
“We, we have to get out of here! Quick!”
Bop Kye’s face is slightly distorted.
“…What the…”
He coughed several times in a flurry of embarrassment.
Then, the crowd began to stir here and there.
“They’re coming oooouuuut!”
“It’s Mount Huaaaaaaa!”
“Mount Hua is coming! Mount Hua Sect!”
A huge cheer erupted in the hall.
Even those seated in the upper seats were taken aback by the sudden cheer and confused.
“No way, to this extent…”
The response was significantly different from the three sects that appeared earlier.
It was a phenomenon that clearly showed how Mount Hua was accepted in the current Kangho.
The faces of the Elders from the Ten Great Sect and the Five Great Family turned ashen. And without giving them time to regain their composure, Mount Hua’s disciples revealed themselves from behind the hall.
The crowd shouted and cheered enthusiastically. Engraved on the pavilion rising above it, a plum blossom pattern flutters freely.
Finally, Mount Hua’s disciples, dressed in black uniforms, walked in proudly with determination etched on their faces.