Chapter 164

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 164. No! Even if you do, you do it too much! (4)

"Wha- What does all this mean?"

Wei Lishan, the leader of Huayin Sect, looked forward with a stunned face.

Suddenly, there was a flood of martial artists who had never been seen in Namyung, and Mount Hua's disciples ran out with light in their eyes. In such a situation, it was impossible for him to suck his fingers and just watch as the leader of subsidiary sect which represents Huayin Sect.

And before he could even grasp the situation, the mountain began to vibrate with an earth-shaking sound.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"It's going to collapse! Get out of here right now! Now!"

"Damn it, what happened?"

Those who looked at the entrance of the Sword Tomb without giving up their regrets, and those who planned to loot after waiting because there is a high probability that others will come back here no matter who gets the Divine Weapon.

Everyone was frightened and hurriedly retreated back in panic.

And

Rumble!

With a roar as if the sky was collapsing, the entire ground around the entrance of Sword Tomb began to sink.

"Huh?"

"Wha- What the hell!!"

Those who have retreated are terrified, sticking their heads out and looking at the collapsed place. At least a dozen of people have fallen as victims.

Those people down there?

'They'll never survive.'

People are people, even if they are martial artists. There are things you can handle and things you can't handle. This was obviously the latter.

No matter how famous those who went down, they are only blood and flesh under this collapse.

"I can't believe it! This place is crumbling...…!"

"The- Then what happened to the Divine Sword?"

"Divine Sword, elixir, it's over and done, you newbie. I feel sorry for the people who went inside."

The disappointment that Divine Sword could not be found forever and the sense of relief that those who were not themselves could not get Divine Sword intersected in a complicated way.

But what Wei Lishan felt wasn't either of it.

"Oh, no...…."

He looked at the collapsed Sword Tomb with wide-open tearful eyes, and then he collapsed on the spot.

"Hey, this can't be."

It shouldn't be like this.

At least they're not supposed to die like this.

'Not now , when I'm starting to see the future of Mount Hua…….'

Of course, there will be more disciples in Mount Hua besides those who come here. But Wei Lishan knows that. Even if Mount Hua is a place where talent rises, there's no one to replace anyone who has come here.

Especially Mount Hua Divine Dragon.

There is no substitute for Chung Myung. Because he is not a talent that could be found by just nurturing disciples.

"How did this happen?…."

It was Wei Lishan who regretted why he couldn't stop them. Although they are disciples from the main mountain of Mount Hua, and Wei Lishan is a subsidiary sect’s leader who does not dare to intervene, he overlooked the fact that they had little experience as martial artists in Murim.

‘I should have told them it could be dangerous.'

Of course, he won't know if they will stop even if they hear him, but at least he wouldn't have regretted it so much as now.

Wei Lishan's eyes suddenly became hazy as he remembered what Chung Myung had said to him.

"Hey, Divine Dragon...Didn't you say you'd put Huayin on your back?"

‘You said it as if you were willing to shoulder Mount Hua's future, and what's with this disaster?’

"……father."

Wei Lishan turned his head and looked at Wei So-haeng, not even thinking of wiping away his tears.

"...I don't know if it's okay to say this, but the probability of surviving in there is..."

Wei Lishan shook his head with a wretched face.

"People are just people."

"But you never know. If we dig it up now!"

"I’m sorry."

Wei Lishan sighed deeply. Sadness can't be helped, but he has to accept reality.

"I know how you feel, but I need you to clear your mind now."

"But...."

Wei So-haeng looked at the broken Sword Tomb with a face that could not let go of his regrets.

Of course, Wei So-haeng knows. That they definitely can't survive in there. However, he couldn't help but felt regret when thinking about the disciple of Mount Hua who had been with him so far.

"Even Heaven is indifferent...…."

Wei So-haeng covered his eyes and sobbed low.

It was then.

"Damn it, they're all dead! It's better!"

"If we can't get it anyway, it's better that no one gets it! I'm so sorry to think that Wudang and other sects have to die down there!"

"Oh, you're right! We hit the ball!"

The violent reactions from here and there turned Wei So-haeng's face red with anger.

"Hey!"

"Leave it alone."

"Dear Father! Isn't that too harsh?"

"That's how Murim is."

"……."

Wei Lishan had a bitter look on his face.

Murim is ruthless. Countless people rejoice at the misfortune of others and speak ill of others who have fortune. There are even people here who are determined to harm others to get Divine Sword. There can be no one who will pray for the dead.

If there were people who came out of there with Divine Dragon,  they would have to fight another fierce battle. A tired one who has Divine Sword, there is no such easy prey.

And if someone were to return safely with Divine Sword in the first place, they wouldn't have kept them when came here.

It may be a good thing that only Namyung was stained with blood and there was no new bloodbath in Murim.

But young Wei So-haeng couldn't stand it.

"That's too much to say!"

At that moment, attention was focused on Wei So-haeng.

"A person might be dead. How can you say that! Is that what the man with the sore throat would say?" (The raw is 그게 인두겁을 쓴 자가 할 말입니까?)

"Who the hell is he?"

"I don't know, I guess he's a child who doesn't know the world. Young one, don’t say that. You'll die."

"Kuh!"

When Wei So-haeng became emotional and tried to refute it.

Wei Lishan sighs and stopped his son.

"I'm Wei Lishan, the leader of Huayin Sect."

"……Huayin?"

"Was there a place like that?"

Wei Lishan opened his mouth, ignoring their response.

"Those who have nothing to gain, please return. The people of Namyung are anxious because of the martial artists who flocked here."

"Who are you to tell us what to do!"

"What qualification do you have for a sect leader who has never been heard of?"

He said it politely, but when only the insult returned, Wei Lishan's face also distorted.

He tried being patient as much as he could. Wei Lishan was better than Wei So-haeng. At last, a cry broke out from his mouth.

"I said don't insult the dead and get the hell out of here! I'm holding back from wanting to rip your mouths off!"

"Huh?"

"Is he crazy?"

"Maybe his dead friend were buried in there. Kik kik kik."

Wei Lishan grabbed the handle of the sword at his waist.

At the very least, keeping them from insulting the dead in Sword Tomb will be the greatest tribute he can send to the disciples of Mount Hua.

As he was about to shout.

Puk, puk.

Wei So-haeng poked Wei Lishan in the back.

"Don't dissuade me! I've been patient enough! I can't stand the words and actions of thoseb ruthless bastard any longer!"

"Oh, Father! That's not it. Over there! Over there!"

"Huh?"

Wei Lishan turned his head. His gaze glanced at Wei So-haeng and slowly moved along where Wei So-haeng's fingertips pointed.

'Huh?'

Wei So-haeng pointed out in the middle of a collapsed Sword Tomb.

‘What's wrong with that?’

It was then.

Rumble!

"Huh?"

Wei Lishan blinked his eyes.

‘Did I see it wrong?’

‘I'm sure I just saw that place shaking...….’

Rumble!

"Whoa!"

Wei Lishan's eyes are as bright as a candle.

This time, he was sure of it. It's definitely shaking.

'Don't tell me...!'

It was the moment when Wei Lishan was about to jump down.

Paat!

Something pops out through the ground with a dull sound. It didn't take too long to notice that it was a human arm.

Dreurum.

The arm that penetrates the ground begins to slowly grope around. And finally...….

Paaat!

The soil bounced all over the place, and someone popped out of it.

"Wuoohhh, I almost died!"

A familiar voice.

A familiar face.

And it was the most familiar, irritable tone of voice.

"You- Young Master Chung Myung!"

Wei Lishan jumped to the ground without delay. Tears began to flow in his eyes as he ran to Chung Myung.

Chung Myung, who he thought would have died for sure, eventually escaped Sword Tomb alive.

"Arrghh! Immortal Medicine, you stupid old man! Argh! Sahyung! Jangmun Sahyung! Beat up that son of a b*tc*!"

Wei Lishan doesn't know what is he talking about, but Chung Myung points his finger at the sky a few times.

Then another voice burst out from the inside of the hole.

"Get out of the way, you bastard!"

"I'm out! I'm out now!"

Chung Myung crawled outside with a frowning face. Then, one after another, Mount Hua's disciples crawl out.

"Ughh."

“It was really close.”

"If someone wants to went back to that cave, they are not a human."

As soon as the disciples of Mount Hua, which look like a beggar now, come out, they collapse to the ground. It is a sight that can give others an idea of ​​how hard it was to get out of there.

Wei Lishan couldn't control his emotions and rushed to the disciple and hugged them.

Not knowing what was going on, the embarrassed Mount Hua’s disciple opened their eyes wide and looked at Wei Lishan.

"Huh! Why is this man like this?"

"Se- Sect Leader?""

Wei Lishan said in a quivering voice.

"I'm glad, thank God! You all really... I'm so glad you're back!"

Chung Myung and Baek Chun scratched their heads with awkward faces. Anyway, it's nice to have someone welcoming them.

"Ahhh! Mount Hua Divine Dragon! Please! Pull me out! My leg is stuck."

"Ugh, that beggar! Really!"

Chung Myung gritted his teeth and pulled up Hong Dae-gwang. Along with him, Beggar Union’s people hanging on Hong Dae-gwang pop out like sweet potatoes on the roots.

"Oh, come out separately! It's heavy!"

Chung Myung was annoyed, but Hong Dae-gwang lay down on the ground as soon as he came out as if he had no energy to answer back.

"Gasp! Gasp! Really...… I thought I was going to die. Really……."

Starting with Mount Hua and Beggar Union, survivors started crawling out from the inside. After everyone came out, Wudang came out last.

Heo Sanja looks up at the sky with a slightly despondent face.

"……I never thought I'd see the sun again."

‘I thought I was going to die.’

If Chung Myung had not shown his wits in a moment of crisis, he would have been really dead. It was such a crisis situation.

But the crisis is not over yet.

After seeing those who entered Sword Tomb escape, the crowd collapsed and began to circle the hole.

Heo Sanja frowned at the vicious for

And...

"No, those bastards?"

Nevertheless, Chung Myung's eyes began to turn, as if his irritation that had been pushed to the limit was about to explode.

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