Chapter 537: I Knew It Would End Up Like This (2)

Chapter 537: I Knew It Would End Up Like This (2)

The high priests body staggered and fell back.

Thud.

Blood constantly flowed down his chest, as if the qi flowed in reverse and leaked from there.

Ughhh.

No one remained standing.

The exhausted Mount Hua disciples had all fallen on the ground, and the high priest couldnt stand anymore either.

Even Chung Myung, on his knees, could barely remain standing with his sword as support.

Heuk. Heuk heuk

Chung Myungs mouth heaved with heavy breaths.

Kkkk.

Pressing down on the sword, he struggled to get up, then limped to the fallen high priest.

Step. Step.

Cough!

More blood flowed from the open chest wound each time the high priest coughed or tried to adjust his throat. It seemed that, no matter what anyone could say, even if the heavenly beings themselves intervened, he couldnt be saved.

The end

Even Chung Myung, who had exhausted all his strength, was no exception. He stumbled as he used his sword as a makeshift walking stick to approach the high priest, collapsing on the spot as if his strength had vanished. His broken leg prevented him from going any further.

This

However, gritting his teeth, he pushed himself up with trembling arms, his eyes burning with anger. Chung Myung dragged his injured leg as he neared the high priest.

To steal the breath of the high priest.

But then, at that very moment.

Crack.

The high priests hand clenched the earth, and his body leaped up in a deceitful motion.

Chung Myung was taken aback.

Power?

No, not at all.

The high priests eyes, now standing, lacked focus. It appeared as if his mind had departed, and he ascended with vacant, dim eyes.

It was merely the final phase, like a candle that blazes before extinguishing, the ultimate exhalation of life for those who have exhausted their existence.

As soon as Chung Myung grasped the sword and attempted to rise, the high priest pivoted and stumbled toward the cave.

Heavenly Demon.

This bastard

While Chung Myung endeavored to approach, the members of the Demonic Sect, who had managed to barely breach the Ice Palace warriors barrier, obstructed his path and valiantly protected the high priest.

High priest!

UHHHH! High priest! Ackkkk!

Their desperate cries pierced the ears, causing terrible agony. Chung Myung could feel their madness and willingness to protect the high priest, even if it meant sacrificing their sight.

Chung Myung clenched his teeth and trembled. Wasnt it starting to seem like he was the villain now?

With a shaky voice, the high priest addressed the members of the Demonic Sect.

I I will go back

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Well hold them off! Go!

The high priest stumbled towards the cave.

Heavenly Demon

Chung Myungs face contorted in terror.

His intention wasnt solely to defeat the high priest but rather to thwart the resurrection of the Heavenly Demon.

Even if they managed to eliminate the high priest, all of their efforts would be futile if the Heavenly Demon came back to life.

NO!

However, he no longer possessed the power to overpower the demons. All he could do was remain conscious.

huh.

Chung Myung smirked.

I am also a fool. To consider obstacles to be insurmountable.

There are things that need to happen in the world, and of course, it wasnt a choice.

At the moment when Chung Myung was about to raise his sword.

AHHHHH!

With a desperate shout, someone leaped in front of him and commenced attacking the Demonic Sect members.

Uh?

Chung Myung looked blankly at the scene. It was a familiar face. It was Song Won, the leader of the Ice Palace guards, who once guided Mount Hua disciples to the mine. With his body already covered in blood and cuts, he rushed to the demons.

Clear the path!

His desperate shout filled the valley.

You stupid bastards! How long are you planning to leave the fate of the Ice Palace to the outsiders! If there is something we need to protect, we do it with our own hands!

And it wasnt only Song Won.

Seol So-Baek, who came running while holding his sword, charged towards the demons.

That idiot!

At the sight, Chung Myung could only curse.

Palace Lord!

Palace Lordd!

Kwaang!

The sound of swords colliding with lifeless bodies resounded. And then, the steel hands of the gangshi tore through the guards skin.

AHHHHH!

Desperately, the guard screamed and started to retreat. The gangshi, without any hint of reason, were wholly focused on pursuing the Ice Palace warriors ahead, paying no attention to the unfolding chaos.

Chung Myung dashed forward, his expression chilling.

This is a complete mess!

The boiling hatred and anger seemed to engulf his heart, as the battle with the Demonic Sect had always been this way.

There is a way ahead!

Han Yi-Myungs eyes were red as the Ice Palace warriors cried out.

Go! Taoist Chung Myung! Go!

Even this time, they were outnumbered. However, Han Yi-Myung said it with determination.

We will risk our lives to break through! Move forward!

So-Baek.

Move forward! Taoist!

At Chung Myungs hesitation, Seol So-Baek shouted, looking determined, which made Chung Myung nod.

He has now become a soldier.

War turned children into adults.

In a way, this was an unfortunate thing, but in this place, he had to acknowledge the kid as a soldier.

Open up!

Yes!

All the other soldiers of Ice Palace rushed to block the dead and made a path forward. It was a path for just one person to enter, and Chung Myung squeezed through it as they stumbled ahead.

Tuk. Tuk.

Blood trickled down his hand, splattering onto the floor. His vision blurred, and he could no longer feel his fingers clenching.

Despite the absence of pain, he forced his body to move. He had to keep walking.

Grrrrr

.

Chung Myungs head jerked up, drawing his attention to the menacing growl of some savage creature. More dead were approaching.

Huh.

That man really was meticulous.

Chung Myungs smile twisted into a sinister grin.

I apologize because I never give up.

Chung Myung quietly pressed forward, hoisting the sword that now felt heavier than a thousand pounds. Just then, he heard a voice he recognized all too well.

Dont stop now.

Chung Myung glanced back.

when did you?

Those who cant find a place to meet their end are doomed to live in chaos. But now, Ive found my place to die.

Chung Myung gazed at Yo Sa-Heon with empty eyes. The old mans face appeared tranquil.

I apologize.

You.

What more can I say? Go.

Perhaps it would be wiser for Chung Myun to move ahead alone, so he did, but Yo Sa-Heon didnt consider it.

His mission was to prevent the resurrection of Heavenly Demon and

Retrieve the lost spirit of the North Sea.

And in order to accomplish that, someone like Chung Myung should be the one alive, not him.

The qi surged from him as he forcefully shoved the gangshi. However, this time, the number of opponents had increased, and more gangshi were pressuring Chung Myung.

But

Keep moving! Dont glance back!

Yo Sa-Heon diligently blocked them all, and upon hearing the shout from behind, Chung Myung refused to look back.

How peculiar.

The cave, which had initially appeared short, now stretched so far that he couldnt discern its end.

Drip.

With every step, his leg refused to halt, weakening his body and blurring his vision. All he could hear was his own breath.

Thud!

Ultimately, Chung Myung dropped to his knees and grazed the ground with his bare hands as though scratching it.

Dont do this.

There had been numerous occasions in the past where things were tougher than this. It had been more agonizing than this. Teeth clenched, Chung Myung hoisted his sagging body.

I am the Plum Blossom Sword Saint of Mount Hua.

He dragged his motionless legs, slowly advancing along the narrow, dark path.

How long had he been moving like this?

A faint light could be seen in that never-ending path that seemed to have no final destination. He could make out the colossal figure of an Asura and the high priest kneeling before him, their bodies inhuman.

This crap

Kkukukukuk.

Chung Myung stumbled toward the high priest, dragging his sword.

Second Coming of the Heavenly Demon

He chanted with great difficulty.

Receive this body of mine and descend into the world, eventually set the world on fire.

There was no time to stop; the high priests wrist was being soaked into the floor, right on the ritual circle. And soon after, it started to emit a red glow.