Chapter 592

Chapter 592

Drrrr.

The tip of the sword trembled.

This delicate trembling gradually turned violent, and soon, it transformed into a movement that could shake the world.

Wheik!

Accompanied by the sound of fire crackling with the addition of firewood, red flowers began to emerge from the sword tip, spreading out and coloring the world red.

After a moment, the world was filled with waving flowers. The bandits were filled with shock at this sight.

What kind of harmony is this!

It was a truly beautiful and horrifying sight. Soon, the petals began to pierce bodies with an eerie sound echoing around. It was the sound of flesh being cut to the bone.

Ack!

Ack! My arm! My arrrmmmm!

Pat.

The sword with plum blossoms pierced the mouths of the bandits, who were screaming in pain.

Crack!

The bandits body, which had been shaking and trembling, soon turned limp and fell to the sword. Even though he had felt this weight so many times, it never felt lighter.

Chung Myung pulled out the sword and rushed into the center of the bandits with blood-soaked hands.

Paaat!

Flowers scattered, and the blooms surged.

A look of discomfort appeared on Chung Myungs face as he mercilessly cut open the opponents heart.

Not enough yet.

Not yet.

Actually, the sword felt several times sharper and several times more precise than before.

Since he was reborn, he had never been able to swing a sword as perfectly as before. He felt trapped as if he was caged in something.

The more he moved, the more intense the thirst within him became.

Slash!

Hot blood splashed on Chung Myungs face. Even if he wiped the blood off with his sleeve, the feeling didnt go away; the blood was that well spread.

Faster, swifter.

He wanted to get closer to the sword technique he lost. He wanted to regain it, a little faster if he could.

His nervousness dulled the tip of his sword. Chung Myungs face, which had been expressionless until then, slowly distorted with frustration.

Not enough!

His sword, fueled by his raging emotions, pierced and tore through the body of a bandit.

Blood and flesh splattered around him, but Chung Myung could only grit his teeth in frustration. His body wasnt moving as he wanted it to.

I couldnt fight the high priest alone.

There were stronger people in the world. If he had been even a tad bit weaker, not just he but all his companions would have died in the North Sea.

If that were the case, then the future of Mount Hua was clear.

The world was full of strong people, and the actual Demonic Sect would rise to power one day.

I need to get stronger, much stronger than before!

It was at this moment when Chung Myung was gripping his sword so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and he was about to charge forward.

Woahhhhh!

Push!

Crush their heads!

Chung Myung turned his gaze, drawn by the voices he could hear from all around him.

The disciples of Mount Hua, who had been oppressed by the force of their opponents, were now pushing ahead, their morale higher than ever.

Jo Gul, who was leading the charge, swung his sword swiftly and simply. His style was strikingly similar to Chung Myungs.

Yu Yiseol, who had jumped into the enemy lines, was trampling her opponents with her exceptional skills. Her incredible focus and obsession with perfection hadnt changed since they first met.

While the two of them pushed their opponents back, Yoon Jong and Baek Cheon stood by the sahyungs, assisting those in crisis.

And

Amitabha!

Hae Yeon, with his powerful fists. At this, Chung Myungs tightly shut mouth opened.

Tsk!

At that moment, one of their enemies stabbed a disciple in the shoulder. However, instead of recoiling from the injury, the disciple glared at the man and counterattacked with furious eyes.

Plum blossoms began to bloom once more.

They werent pristine, and it seemed almost laughable to call them plum blossoms, but they were still plum blossoms in any form. Their essence couldnt be lost just because they didnt resemble the expected appearance.

The plum blossoms that bloomed sporadically soon painted the surrounding area red. It was reminiscent of Mount Hua. Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com

Chung Myung, who observed this, bit his lip.

Such a nuisance.

He hadnt even asked them to follow him, but Chung Myung sprinted ahead while the others persistently kept close. Even the sahyungs of the past had eventually given up on tailing him, but these individuals, who couldnt even compare to them, were fearlessly pursuing him.

Do not let that scoundrel charge in alone! We are Mount Hua!

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Chung Myung raised his hand and lightly stroked his cheek. Blood began to flow profusely from the torn skin.

Hmm.

Chung Myung licked the blood from his finger and laughed.

A lot different than I thought?

He had forgotten for a moment.

The Green Forest bandits might not be much, but their leaders were not weak people. It wouldnt be an exaggeration to say that of the 72 Green Forest bandits, the Great Star Bandits had amazing strength, and their leaders were the best in Green Forest.

Go Hong, gripping the scimitar, strode towards Chung Myung with determination.

Thud! Thud!

Each step he took seemed to shake the entire mountain, a testament to the internal qi he possessed.

Someone who doesnt know their place!

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

I will make you regret trying to show off in front of me! I will show you why I am known as Go Hong!

Ah, is that so?

Chung Myung casually shook the blood off his hands.

Is it so terrible to be without fame?

A smile tugged at his lips.

Well, it doesnt matter.

He raised his sword, aiming it at Go Hong, and laughed.

If I behead this madman, wouldnt that earn me a more respectable title than the odd one like Mount Huas Divine Dragon?

You dare!

Come and see for yourself. I will cut you down cleanly!

I will truly kill you!

Living up to his title of Crazy Dog, Go Hong charged at Chung Myung with brutal force.

Round.

Chung Myung, spinning his sword and gripping it tightly, ran to meet Go Hong with an intrigued smile.

Uhahahahaah!

Euhahhahahaha!

Go Hongs scimitar came crashing down, threatening to split the mountain itself.

In response, Chung Myungs Dark Fragrant Plum Blossom sword sliced through the air, carrying with it a burst of explosive qi.

Soon, the two weapons, sword and scimitar, clashed.

Kwaag!

The sound of a mountain cracking echoed, and a massive gust of wind pressure rose around the two combatants, sweeping everything in its path.

Ackkkk!

ACkkkkkk!

The bandits, caught in the storm of qi, screamed in terror and were flung down the mountain slopes and over the cliff.

Grrrr.

The two combatants gripped their weapons and used their internal qi to push each other back.

Crack! Crack!

Their arm muscles bulged, and their bones ached with strain. But Chung Myung didnt back down even slightly, pushing his sword harder.

Euhhhh

Go Hong also seemed flustered by this unexpected force, gritting his teeth and pressing the scimitar harder.

Kakakakak!

Sparks flew between the two weapons.

The upper bodies of the two men gradually tilted towards each other. After a significant struggle, their weapons finally reached their chests, causing their heads to collide.

Thud!

There was a loud, dull explosion that was too loud to be the sound of heads colliding.

Strength versus strength.

As if there was no need for techniques, they used pure strength. The two men put their foreheads together and growled like animals.

Blood trickled down their broken foreheads and wet their faces, but neither of them tried to back down first.

Ahhhhhh!

Ohhhhh!

Thuddddd!

In the end, the huge shock wave created by the collision of internal qi violently pushed the two mens bodies.

Kwang!

At the same time, the two men who were pushed back and fell down jumped up without even thinking about who was first and shot toward each other like lightning again.

The sword that split the sky and the sword that shattered the ground clashed again under the heavens and earth.