Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 811

Chung Myung, who was running along the cliff like a flat land, suddenly raised his gaze to the top of the cliff.

The martial artists of Myriad Man Manor occupying the high ground were descending rapidly to stop him. The martial artists, continuously releasing their energy, were pouring down like rain, filled with clear hostility.

“Dieee!”

About ten martial artists lunged at Chung Myung, swinging their weapons. They showed no concern for their own lives. Only the will to kill Chung Myung or throw him off the cliff!

“Hmph!”

Chung Myung bared his teeth and sneered.

Paaaaat!

His sword sliced through the air like a ray of light. In an instant, about ten sword energies burst forth, cutting through the martial artists descending from the cliff.
A sword must adapt to the situation.

Against those falling at a speed he couldn’t match, there is no need for complicated changes or illusion-like sword tricks. All one needs is speed! A speed so fast that it could not be avoided.

Sogok! Sogok! Sogok!

With a chilling sound, the red sword energies penetrated the bodies of Myriad Man Manor martial artists.

“Kkeuk!”

However, it was not Myriad Man Manor martial artists who gave up easily.

Even as they bled from their wounds, their eyes remained fixed on Chung Myung.

Eyes full of venom.

Outstretched arms.

The martial artists of Myriad Man Manor kicked off the cliff’s surface and charged at Chung Myung.

“Chung Myung-aaaaah!”

Baek Cheon, who looked down at the scene while fighting on the cliff, screamed in an instant.

Even if it meant giving up one’s life, the intention to grab hold of Chung Myung and fall together was clearly felt in the movements of the enemies.

If this were not the face of a cliff, he could easily create distance and escape. However, no matter how great Chung Myung is, evading this attack in such terrain would be difficult.

“N- No…!”

Just as Baek Cheon thought that Chung Myung’s descend might have been a mistake.

Paaat!

Chung Myung kicked off the cliff’s face and soared into the air.

“What?”

Baek Cheon and Jo-Gol simultaneously gasped.

Chung Myung’s body soared to the empty air.

“Crazy!”

“Hey, you son of a beast!”

Mount Hua’s disciples open their eyes wide. No matter how great Chung Myung is, a fall from here would be fatal, and the distance to return was too great.

“Hiik! You madman!”

Then, Chung Myung, who flipped over in the air, curled up and shouted.

“Now!”

Uuuuuung!
At that moment, golden fist energy rose from the bottom of the cliff.

“Haha!”

Chung Myung briefly laughed, stepping on the rising fist energy and flying back towards the cliff.

“Hye Yeon!”

“Moooooonk!”

There was an outburst of cheers from Mount Hua’s disciples.

Who else but Hye Yeon could manage to shoot fist energy from such a distance, soft enough to step and jump on without getting hurt?

There’s no one else but Hye Yeon!

“Really crazy people!”

Baek Cheon’s face was filled with joy as he cursed.

Chung Myung, who believed that Hye Yeon was below and flew to the air without hesitation, or Hye Yeon, who was waiting to shoot up the fist energy in anticipation of Chung Myung flying.

Even though they hadn’t shared a word, they understood what each other would do.

“Damn! I’m envious!”

Jo-Gol chuckled and yelled.

“Sasuk!”

“I know!”

Baek Cheon glanced back, and Hyun Sang, whose eyes met his, nodded.
“Push them back! Don’t let them go after Chung Myung! We must protect him!”

“Yes!”

Mount Hua, which had slowed down, rushed toward Myriad Man Manor on the cliff with multiplied courage.

“Keuk!”

“You little punk!”

The Myriad Man Manor was stunned by the momentarily heightened Mount Hua’s momentum.

The structure of this cliff didn’t allow many to move at once. Even if their power is overwhelming, the number of people who can eventually face Mount Hua will be limited to a similar number.

In the meantime, there was no choice but to have a gap as they had to send more people to keep Chung Myung in check under the cliff.

In addition, the morale is obviously high on Mount Hua’s side.

“What are you doing?”

Then a low voice awakened them.

“A- Advisor!”

Ho Gamyeong, who was watching the situation, reprimanded them with cold eyes.

“Even so, they’re just brats. Push them back calmly. Remember, the goal is not to defeat them, but to block them.”

“Yes!”

The martial artists of Myriad Man Manor regrouped, grasping their weapons. Ho Gamyeong’s eyes glanced down the cliff.

‘Could it be?’

Had he calculated this far and gone down the cliff?

That brat who looked like someone who would run naked in a thunderstorm?

Ho Gamyeong bit his lips, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Tadadat!

Chung Myung who’s running along the cliff after tearing away the ferocious Myriad Man Manor martial artists headed for the first burning fuse.

Taaat!

And in one stroke, he cut the lower part of it with his sword.

Kakang!

“Oh!”

Chung Myung’s eyes widened.

His sword strike was strong enough to leave deep scars on the cliff, but the rope he struck head-on was not completely cut.

“This son of a…!”

Chung Myung roared angrily, slashing again. With one cut, the bottom part fell from the cliff and stretched out.

Chung Myung glared at Jang Ilso on the other side of the cliff. He had definitely used a special rope as a fuse, thinking ahead that someone might attempt to cut the rope from a distance by sword energy.

Preparing for such a large-scale event and paying attention to even these small details was not something that could be done without extraordinary diligence.

“Attack!”

But there was no time for more thoughts. Above him, the martial artist of Myriad Man Manor was charging down the cliff at Chung Myung.

The level of the Light Body Art was significantly higher than that of those he had just dealt with.

“Hmph!”

But Chung Myung greeted them with a snort.

Paaat!

Climbing up the cliff, he charged at those who were rushing towards him.

Sheer cliffs. Chung Myung’s sword collides head-on with the sword of the Myriad Man Manor martial artists that descends from above.

The martial artists’ eyes flashed ominously.

‘Foolish!’

They were going down, and he was leaping up from below the cliff. In addition, the man’s weapon is a thin sword, compared to their weapon, which is a dao.

It’s so obvious who will be pushed back if they collide head-on!

‘Get stuck down there, you arrogant bastard!’

The two weapons collided in the air.

Kagagagak!

Chung Myung’s sword seemed to twist slightly but soon pushed the dao from bottom to top.

“Huh?”

The body was slightly pushed upwards. Of course, it was only a little. Normally, he could have compensated by simply putting his heel down.

But unfortunately, this place is a cliff. Once the body lost its balance and was pushed up, it could only fall down.

“You, you damn…”

Brushing past the desperately flailing martial artist of Myriad Man Manor, Chung Myung merely moved on. Soaring up without looking back, he darted between the cliffs like a snake, charging through the martial artists of Myriad Man Manor rushed one after another.
Tuuuung!

Minimum force, maximum effect.

His swordsmanship was slightly different from earlier where he would cut and sever every opponent that exchanged blows with him. Now, Chung Myung’s sword was filled with softness. It does not damage the opponent and only shakes them off the cliff with minimal force.

Of course, the result was anything but merciful.

“You, you son of a beast!”

“You damn…!”

The martial artists of Myriad Man Manor, who had fallen away from the cliff, were frightened and shot energy one after another at the other.

After emitting dozens of waves of force, they managed to cling to the cliff again, but the situation that awaited them was not favorable.

“Strike them!”

“You Evil Sect!”

Wudang’s disciples, who were climbing up, attacked Myriad Man Manor, drew their swords and kicked the cliff.

“This!”

In the middle of the cliff face, Myriad Man Manor, Wudang, and Shaolins threw killing move (살수(殺手)) at each other.

“Argh!”

The result was obvious.

No matter how strong the martial artist of Myriad Man Manor was and how they occupied the high ground, only a dozen people could not deal with the pushing Wudang.

In an instant, the martial artist of Myriad Man Manor, who had been pierced by a sword and turned into a hedgehog, crashed down the cliff.

However,

Dopssok.

“Wha- What….”

“Keuuu… Euu…. You… Righteous Sect…dogs.”

Even with his whole body pierced, the martial artist of Myriad Man Manor with remaining malice grabbed a disciple of Wudanb who was on the cliff. Then they grinned with venomous eyes.

“Let’s go together.”

Kwadeuk!

“Aaaakh!”

Wudang’s disciple screamed as he fell. The cliff that he had grasped until the end was broken and the crushed rock fell with a crunch.

“Jin Myuuuuuuung! Elder-nim! Jin Myung is…!”

“Ignore and climb up!”

“Elder-nim!”

“Damn it! Don’t you understand! If we stay below, we’ll die! If you want to save Jin Myung, you have to cut that fuse! Up! Climb up now!”

“Darn it…!”

Chung Myung twisted his smile at the scene.

“I can’t be the only one suffering.”

He muttered and kicked off the cliff, leaping up.

“Fake monk!”

“Uooooh!”

Hye Yeon, who had been waiting below, instantly shot fist energy upward.

As Wudang had said before, they couldn’t guarantee their lives if they stayed below. The path they had entered had become a perfect dead-end (사로(死路)). Would Jang Ilso have left that clearly visible path alone?

To survive, they must climb desperately and prevent the cliff from collapsing.

But Hye Yeon keeps guarding below without an inch of doubt or wavering.

“Siju!”

“Come!”

Chung Myung, who stepped on Hye Yeon’s fist energy, jumps to the other side of the cliff.

Kagagagak!

Chung Myung, who cut off three lines of fuse at single breath, glanced at Jang Ilso.

“Huummm.”

Jang Ilso’s face was full of interest as he watched the unfolding situation.

“Paegun. No, Ryeonju. The situation doesn’t seem very favorable, does it?”

At the words of the Great Master of Ten Thousand Gold, Jang Ilso chuckled softly.

“Hmm.”

Soon a grotesque light flashed through his eyes.

“It seems I took it too easily? Then I must give them a present.”

Ttaak!

Jang Ilso snapped his finger. Then something came flying. Great Master of Ten Thousand Gold, who had identified the thing that the people of Myriad Man Manor bring, fell silent for a moment.

“…You prepared this in advance?”

“Of course.”

“….”

Blood drained from his face.

‘Then when did he start planning this situation?’

At least before he met them. So even before he met them, Jang Ilso was confident of persuading all of the Five Great Evil Sect but Nokrim and put them under his command?
“When such honorable people come to meet us, of course, I must prepare a gift.”

Jang Ilso looked down with triumphant eyes.

Heo Dojin, who was climbing the cliff as the lead, stopped in surprise at the sight of Jang Ilso’s expression.

In response to his premonition, dark pots like cauldrons revealed themselves at the edge of the cliff a moment later.

‘Tha- Tha… That is?’

Jang Ilso whistled and said cheerfully.

“Pour it.”

From Heo Dojin’s mouth, a scream like tearing silk burst forth.

“Do- Dodge! No, block it! Oil! It’s oil! Boiling oil is pouring out!”

Dozens of pots tilted at once, and bubbling, boiling oil began to pour like a waterfall over their heads.

The eyes of the Ten Great Sect disciples climbing the cliff filled with deep horror and despair.