Novel Return Of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 875
“Father.”
Wei So-haeng supported Wei Lishan, who staggered as if he were about to collapse at any given moment.
As much as he wished to let him rest on the ground, this was the battlefield. For the sake of Huayin Sect’s disciples who are desperately holding on with shaky legs, Wei Lishan must not fall already.
“...So-haeng-ah.”
“Father, he’s here... Dojang is......”
“Yes.”
A sense of relief that could not be hidden was also evident in Wei Lishan’s voice.
The situation hasn’t changed much.
The fangs of the wolves that are still targeting them are sharp, and those who have not yet fully satisfied their hungry stomachs will reveal their wild nature again and try to bite them.
But still, Wei Lishan no longer worried.
There’s no helping it.
Anyone who knows the name of that person who’s standing there with his back turned, anyone who knows the kind of person he is, will feel the same way as Wei Lishan.
Even the martial artists of Xi’an who had fought for their lives, teetering on the edge of a cliff, reddened their eyes and bit their lips as they saw the back that’s standing before them.
“......Chung Myung Dojang.”
“Dojang....”
“Mount Hua Sect....”
At that time, the murmur that flowed from someone’s mouth made them realize it once again.
“...Mount Hua Sect is here.”
The echo of those words swept over those who had endured until now.
Just a few years ago, the name Mount Hua didn’t mean much in this Xi’an.
But definitely not anymore.
Beyond Xi’an, and even Shaanxi, the meaning of Mount Hua has grown to the point where nothing can change it.
Even those who had been filled with fear and dread of death, those who breathed heavily because they didn’t even have the strength left to lift a sword, those who were desperately holding back their legs that wanted to run away. They all started to rekindle their fighting spirit again the moment they heard the name Mount Hua.
With the arrival of merely three people.
‘It’s not good.’
Meanwhile, Gal Cheonrip who had been observing the situation clicked his tongue inwardly.
The situation had completely changed. It was easy to dismiss the martial artists of Xi’an, who had been stubbornly clinging to them, as nothing more than the last-ditch efforts of a cornered mouse.
But not those guys. d?o?r?ns?ate.c?m Because the atmosphere has completely changed because of them.
The bigger problem is that those who were going so crazy a little while ago that even they could not handle it are now holding their breath.
If they lost momentum any further, there was a chance that their plans would crumble.
Gal Cheonrip gazed at the figure standing in front of him with an uncomfortable feeling.
The man, clad in a black robe with plum blossom patterns, had both hands hanging down. The moment he faced the icy chill in those gaze, a name naturally came to Gal Cheonrip’s mind.
It is a name that was once very famous, but has now lost some of its luster as time passes.
“I see.”
Gal Cheonrip looked straight at the man and opened his mouth.
“Are you Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword?”
Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.
The moment that name came out, the ones that reacted greatly were the Evil Sects instead.
“Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword?”
“The one who, at the Yangtze...”
The faces of the people of Evil Sects turned pale.
Although they couldn’t quite finish the sentence, it was clear what they were referring to.
That one who fought neck and neck with that Jang Ilso.
Everyone here had fled from the Evil Tyrant Alliance. There is no need to tell how much weight the name of Jang Ilso, the Ryeonju of Evil Tyrant Alliance, carries to such people.
Ryeonju of the Evil Tyrant Alliance, as well as the undisputed strongest person of Evil Sects.
The one who turned Gangnam into a land of blood and death, and finally became a legend for unifying Gangnam.
Once, the epithet ‘One of the Five Great Evil Sects’ was attached to his name, but three years after the Yangtze River Disaster, no one in the world has put such a stupid modifier in front of Jang Ilso anymore.
So naturally, the name of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword shines brightly. Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword is the only one that has made a small dent in Jang Ilso’s reputation in recent years.
‘That man is...’
‘The rumored?’
Tension hung in the air. However, the man only stared at Gal Cheonrip without saying a word.
“I guess you are.”
When Chung Myung didn’t answer, Gal Cheonrip chuckled softly.
“It seems some brat has become quite arrogant after gaining some fame. Stupid basrtad. Do you really think anyone believes you’re on an equal footing with Jang Ilso? I never believed it anyway, but seeing it with my own eyes makes me even more convinced.”
Because they’re under siege?
Or because unexpected enemies appeared?
No. The reason for their confusion was the intensely sharp momentum emanating from those who surrounded them.
‘Where the hell did these guys come from...?’
It wasn’t the heavy and gentle aura unique to martial artists of Righteous Sect. It is as if their mere touch will cut them..... No, just facing them sent a razor-sharp pressure that pierced their hearts.
What particularly caught their attention was the woman standing in the center of those on the wall.
An excessive beauty.
And even that beauty was covered by a cold and ruthless killing intent.
Those who faced those gazes, which did not contain a single trace of emotion, took a step back without realizing it.
‘Sword Ghost...’
The deadly momentum unleashed by over a hundred sword ghosts was dense.
The more skilled a person was, the more pressure the enemy faced. Only if you have experience dealing with people who display that kind of spirit can you understand how terrible they are.
‘This is...’
Cold sweat rolled down Dam Hae’s forehead.
There are a hundred people like that...
‘Damn it. What the hell is going on?’
It is clear just by looking at the plum blossom pattern engraved on their chests.
Mount Hua Sect.
Once, they were the prestigious sword sect in Shaanxi, aiming to be the greatest sword sect in the world.
But today, Mount Hua is a place that can never be called prestigious. Doesn’t everyone in the world know that Mount Hua’s reputation was possible not because of the original power of Mount Hua Sect, but because it relied on the activities of Mount Hua Righteous Sword?
However, the Mount Hua he actually encountered crushed such thoughts of Dam Hae mercilessly.
If he could, he wanted to find all the people who said that Mount Hua itself was nothing special and stab their mouths.
But regret is always late even at the earliest, and when you realize wrong information, isn’t it always after everything has ended?
The manor at the Eunha Merchant Guild, which seemed vast, began to feel infinitely narrow.
And at that moment, those who entered through the gate and occupied the area behind them split to the left and right. In the meantime, three elderly showed up with heavy steps.
“Se- Sect Leader!”
“Sect Leader!”
Scream-like shouts erupted from the mouths of Huayin Sect’s disciples.
Mount Hua’s Sect Leader, Hyun Jong, walked in with a cold, stern face and captured the situation in the manor in his eyes.
A rare anger flashed in Hyun Jong’s eyes when he saw the miserable corpses that were cooling down and the survivors who’s still breathing but drenched in blood.
“How dare...”
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he shouted.
“Un Gum. Baek Cheon!”
“Yes! Sect Leader!”
The two people who were called immediately bowed down on the spot.
The momentum radiated by Hyun Jong was tremendous. It wasn’t the same dense murderous intent as his disciples, but it was a towering rage nonetheless.
Even if he has no reputation as Mount Hua’s Sect Leader, no one would be able to underestimate Hyung Jong if they saw him now.
“How dare you invade Shaanxi.”
The moment Hyun Jong’s heavy voice burst out, groans as if in pain escaped from the mouths of the Evil Sects.
“And attack Mount Hua’s close friends!”
Upon hearing his words, both the disciples of Huayin Sect and the martial artists of Xi’an clenched their fists.
“Make those who dare to...”
Hyun Jong took a short breath and firmly ordered with a heavy voice.
“Commit outrageous acts on this land of Mount Hua pay the price! Show them clearly what the wrath of Mount Hua is!”
“We follow your orders!”
Chaeng! Chaeng!
As soon as those words were spoken, Mount Hua’s disciples all drew their swords in unison.
The sight of a hundred swordsmen pulling out their swords at once, seemingly devoid of emotion, evoked both thrill and fear.
To those who were waiting for them, an indescribable thrill and sense of being overwhelmed.
To those who have to face them, a suffocating pressure and fear.
“In the name of Mount Hua!”
A loud voice burst from Baek Cheon’s mouth.
“Punish the evildoers!”
Mount Hua’s disciples, with their swords pointed downward, charged toward the Evil Sects all at once. It was a spectacle as if a dark wave was rippling through the middle of Xi’an.
The movement declared to the world. The Return of Mount Hua.