Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1023
Humans forget.
Swallowing the poison of time, humans slowly forget everything: what they learned, what they heard, even what they experienced.
That’s why humans can try again.
Because of forgetting, humans who have experienced bitter failures can attempt again, and those who writhed in terrible pain can move forward.
Perhaps, a significant portion of the dazzling progress made by humans is a gift from ‘forgetting.’
But at this moment, everyone in Black Ghost Fortress realized painfully.
The fact that there are things in the world that should never be forgotten. Things that must be remembered at all costs, no matter the sacrifice... things they had forgotten.
Kwaaaaaaa!
An utterly alien black whirlwind seemed as if it could deeply, very deeply, suck in the souls of those who witnessed it with their own eyes.
“Ah... uh...”
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Breath was choked off. The dense, oppressive energy crushed them, as if they were submerged deep under the sea.
The elites of the Black Ghost Fortress, and even Great Master of Ten Thousand Gold, the master of Black Ghost Fortress and the greatest sword of Evil Sects, were left speechless in front of that horrendous sight.
‘This... Demonic Art?’ (??(魔功))
Their bodies began to tremble with a sense of crisis.
It wasn’t merely because it was powerful. This was something different. The scene unfolding before their eyes seemed to outright deny the path (?(軌)) of martial arts they knew.
Righteousness, evil, and even outer palace. This force differed fundamentally from any martial arts they knew.
How should I express this? That martial art. No, that strange thing that it is not even appropriate to call it martial arts?
Kkkyaaaaaaaak!
The noise of the swirling demonic energy tearing through the air was like someone’s desperate scream.
The billowing black smoke swirled violently and enveloped the bishop on all sides like a storm. The wind blew, uprooting trees and blowing them away, then overturning the ground.
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Before even attempting to resist this energy, they had to crouch down not to be blown away by the wind.
But then, something utterly bizarre happened that they couldn’t believe their eyes.
Among them, who were at a loss as to what to do, the two people in the lead gradually began to be sucked forward against their will.
“W- What!”
The martial artists’ eyes widened at the gravitational force (??(引力)) felt from the front.
The storm-like energy is clearly pushing them away. But, absurdly, their body is being pulled forward again and again. Those who hesitate even for a moment to react to this absurdity met a cruel fate.
“O, ooh?”
The two in the lead, forcedly moved forward, were sucked in toward the enemy with terrifying speed, as if they had hurled themselves forward.
They didn’t know what was going on until then, but they saw. The whirlpool of black demonic energy spun furiously and welcomed them.
It was like a dark maw.
“Eu- Euaaaaak!”
Terrible screams came from the mouths of those who sensed their fate. The storm of black demonic energy soon voraciously engulfed their bodies.
Kwagagagagagak!
Crack, rip, tear.
No words could fit. If one had to crudely describe it, perhaps ‘torn apart’ might come close.
Human flesh was too frail to withstand that tremendous demonic energy. The bodies caught in the storm were instantly turned into mere splashes of blood. The red blood was wrapped in a whirlpool of black demonic energy and surged upward. It seemed as if the sky itself turned red.
Hudeududuk.
The blood splattered on the ground. Quite literally, it rained blood.
Those who watched the whole scene with their eyes open couldn’t even breathe, and simply received the falling blood with their entire bodies.
‘What... is this?’
They couldn’t comprehend what had happened.
Although they couldn’t gather together completely prepared, those gathered here were individuals nurtured with great care by Black Ghost Fortress. They were said to be elite among elites, comparable to any sect in the world.
Even if the worst-case scenario occurred, they thought it would not be too difficult to escape and plan for the future, assuming some damage.
But he faced it directly.
That legend, the terrible bloody smell of the past that has now faded to the point of becoming outdated. The smell of death is so vivid that it cannot be denied.
There was not even any exaggeration in the story about Magyo.
Step. Step.
As Dan Jagang gradually came closer, the elites of Black Ghost Fortress shouted without even realizing it.
“Block him!”
“There is only one opponent!”
“Surround and deal with him!”
Great Master Of Ten Thousand Gold was frozen in place like a stone statue.
He was one to reason and calculate everything in the world. But the specter of the past that now appeared before his eyes was impossible to define. He had no idea what to do.
In the meantime, those who couldn’t even gauge the size of their opponent began to move instinctively. Like a praying mantis raising both front legs towards a furiously rushing chariot.
Compared to the vortex of demonic energy, the current bishop looked no different from an ordinary martial artist, so they rushed at him. They brought out all the power they had.
It could be called courage, perhaps. But courage that far exceeds one’s limits is akin to foolishness.
The bishop slowly stretched out one hand towards the martial artist who were screaming and running towards him.
Kyaaaaaaaak!
The blade of black demonic energy erupted from the fingertips with a roar, tearing the limbs of those attacking him into hundreds of pieces.
Paaaaat!
Flesh and blood poured down like rain.
Strangely enough, they didn’t feel that scared. The sense of unfamiliarity was greater than the fear. The death the bishop created was so different from the death they knew.
Step. Step.
Death stained the earth a vivid red. The bishop walked indifferently over it.
And at that moment, Great Master Of Ten Thousand Gold’s frozen mouth finally opened.
“You....”
All the scenes witnessed culminated in one conclusion.
“You... Are you Heavenly Demon of this era?”
Step.
The moment those words fell, Dan Jagang’s step, which seemed like they would never stop, came to a halt for the first time. His face, which had always been composed, also became strangely distorted for the first time.
“...What did you just say?”
“You... I asked if you are the Heavenly Demon of this era.”
“Ha...”
A laugh escaped Dan Jagang’s mouth.
“Hahaha.”
“... ... .”
“Hahahahahahahahahahaha!”
His laughter grew louder, reaching the point of a maniacal laugh.
Everyone watched him with disgusted eyes.
Dan Jagang, who was laughing to the point of tears, soon coughed dryly and glared at Great Master Of Ten Thousand Gold with a completely changed expression.
“How dare... a creature less than a bug speak that sacred name with your filthy mouth?”
“....”
“You....”
Eudeududuk.
Dan Jagang ground his teeth eerily and shouted with a demon-like face.
“You will die experiencing the most excruciating pain in the world!”
And then, with an explosion of ferocious momentum, he rushed straight towards Great Master Of Ten Thousand Gold.