Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1316. Have you ever seen hell? (1)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
"Th- They're coming!"
"It's Myriad Man Manor!"
Hainan Sect's momentum soared sky-high.
From leaving Hainan Island until reaching this ravine, all they had done was die, get wounded, and flee.
Though they had engaged in battles here and there and killed some enemies, those clashes weren't meant to overwhelm the opponent but were merely desperate struggles to survive.
Now, for the first time, they could unleash attacks with all their might without worrying about defense—how could their momentum not have soared to the skies?
But the moment they saw Myriad Man Manor armies emerging at the gorge's end, that roaring blaze was extinguished as if drenched in icy water.
And what substitute for that boiling momentum was none other than fear.
An inescapable fear of this situation.
Myriad Man Manor.
Who knows the weight of that name better than the disciples of Hainan Sect?
The realization that the relentless pursuers had finally caught up sent a wave of inescapable despair through the hearts of Hainan Sect's disciples.
"The- The cliff!"
Myriad Man Manor's martial artists began scaling the narrow gorge's cliffs, rushing towards them like hunting hounds.
Viewed objectively, it wasn't a particularly remarkable skill.
Even Hainan Sect first-class disciples, though perhaps not able to climb cliffs, could certainly run along cliff faces several zhang high.
But perception changes depending on the situation.
The crippling fear of being caught by the enemy.
And the oppressive momentum exuding from Myriad Man Manor martial artists as they descended the cliffs was enough to shatter the last threads of Hainan Sect’s will to fight.
"We- We need to run!"
“You crazy bastard! Run where? We're inside a gorge!"
Every direction was blocked.
Moreover, they didn't even know how many more enemies might be positioned above the cliffs.
Besides, hadn't they just witnessed with their own eyes how those who clumsily clung to the cliffs were slaughtered?
There was nowhere to run.
All that remained was to stand and fight.
But how?
How were they supposed to fight against Myriad Man Manor?
If that were possible, they wouldn’t have been forced to flee this far in the first place.
“W- We’re all going to die! Everyone’s going to die!”
An uncontrollable fear spread like wildfire.
Even with insufficient strength and skill, a fight can still be fought.
But warriors who lost their morale were swept away without even being able to raise their weapons.
Narrow gorge with nowhere to run.
Even there, people began to retreat.
But then.
"Get your heads straight, you little shits!”
A thunderous roar erupted.
The surprised people's gazes were directed toward the source, and there was Gwak Hwanso glaring at them with bloodshot eyes.
“We already died in Hainan Sect!”
“S- Sahyung?”
Gwak Hwanso screamed at the top of his lungs.
"We came all this way saying we wouldn't die shamefully! Have you forgotten!"
Hainan Sect disciples gritted their teeth.
There was nothing wrong with Gwak Hwanso's words.
How many of them truly believed they would make it out of Gangnam alive when they set out?
"If we're going to die anyway, do not die like cowards. Die worthy of Hainan Sect disciples!"
No sooner had those words ended than Gwak Hwanso was kicked off the ground.
He jumped over the heads of Hainan Sect disciples and head rear lines.
Actions speak louder than words. If death was coming, the will to be the first to die.
In dire moments like this, it was not words but actions that moved people.
Seeing his back, the eyes of Hainan Sect disciples began to fill with fierce killing intent.
Then without missing a beat, Geum Yangbaek's scream bursts out.
"Elders, move to the rear and block Myriad Man Manor!"
A momentum like an autumn frost.
As if he would not be overwhelmed by the momentum of Myriad Man Manor, Geum Yangbaek released energy from his entire body.
“Even if your lives are lost, do not let their swords reach the disciples! Let your bones be buried here to the very last person!"
"Yes! Sect Leader!"
The elders too roared back.
They had lived long enough.
Yet there was only one reason they came to this Gangnam.
To ensure that at least one disciple survived and made it back to Gangbuk.
"Let’s go!"
The elders surged toward the rear.
"Disciples, focus on enemies descending from above! Hold your positions until those above are completely dealt with!"
"Yes! Sect Leader!"
Geum Yangbaek was the head of the prestigious Hainan Sect.
Though his presence wasn't notable when stepping back, in moments of crisis he clearly proved why he was the head of Hainan Sect.
'They must be terrified.'
Geum Yangbaek clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white.
If even he felt this fear, how terrified must those young disciples be?
But fear is something no one else can resolve for you.
One must overcome it oneself.
Kwaaaaang!
Geum Yangbaek immediately kicked the ground and flew towards the rear.
What help he could give now wasn't encouraging them.
'I will hold them back.'
They had to save even one more person and escape this ravine.
Even if the price was Geum Yangbaek's life.
And!
“Hwanso! Fall back!”
"Sect Leader?"
Geum Yangbaek caught up to Gwak Hwanso in an instant, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him back.
“Lead the disciples!”
"Sect Leader, I’ll take care of this…"
"Can you not hear my order!"
A tremendous roar infused with internal strength struck Gwak Hwanso.
Gwak Hwanso looked at Geum Yangbaek with a stunned face.
“Fall back! The one who needs to lead the disciples now isn't me but you!"
"......"
"Hurry!"
"I- I'll follow your orders."
"And!"
"Yes?"
“You must survive! Understood?"
"Se- Sect Leader?"
"Go!"
Geum Yangbaek pushed Gwak Hwanso away as if half-throwing him.
Then he charged past him toward the rear lines.
"You will not lay a single finger on my disciples, you filthy dogs of Evil Sect!"
Tang Pae’s face distorted horribly.
“Damn it!”
The hand thrust into his sleeve trembled.
For someone who wields poisons and hidden weapons, hands trembling should never happen.
But this wasn’t Tang Pae’s fault.
Anyone standing at the forefront facing the bloodthirsty martial artists of Myriad Man Manor charging with unrestrained killing intent would inevitably feel the same fear as Tang Pae.
‘Poison?’
Still there. But far from enough.
Everything in the world is relative.
The poisons that felt so reassuring when facing those stationed here and Hao Sect's pursuit squad suddenly felt woefully inadequate the moment he recognized Ho Gamyeong's presence.
But there was no time to calculate.
The warriors of Myriad Man Manor, having leaped past the momentarily hesitant Hao Sect pursuit squad, were now charging at him like a pack of jackals blinded by the smell of blood.
“Uaaahh!”
Tang Pae shattered the poison bottle in his hand and unleashed his internal strength with everything he had.
The Poison Palm Technique of Tang Family must be executed with utmost delicacy to avoid diminishing the poison's potency.
But the Poison Palm Technique Tang Pae was now unleashing was twice as rough as usual, clearly reflecting his desperate state of mind.
Hwaaaaaak!
A black poisonous smoke surged forward.
Yet the charging Myriad Man Manor martial artists didn't diminish their momentum even slightly at the sight of the black poisonous smoke rising like dense fog.
'What?'
Tang Pae's shoulders stiffened as he wondered if they had some countermeasure.
However, what Tang Pae saw completely destroyed the common sense he had known.
The enemy vanguard dove into the poisonous smoke without a moment's hesitation while maintaining their breakneck speed.
Tang Pae’s eyes bulged as if they were about to tear.
Antidote?
No, there was no way.
How could they have an antidote that even Tang Family couldn't create?
It was then.
Paaaat!
The thick poisonous smoke rose.
Through the suffocating black poisonous smoke where no living thing should be able to survive, the martial artists of Myriad Man Manor emerged unscathed.
"Kahaaaat!"
A martial artist with bloodshot eyes lunged at Tang Pae and struck his blade with ferocious force.
Tang Pae, startled to the point his heart might leap from his throat, retreated backward almost falling for failing to properly execute his footwork.
Kwaaang!
There was a loud bang as the sword slammed into the floor where he was.
A thunderous sound rang out as the blade struck the ground where he had been.
'The poison doesn't work?'
No!
"Keu...."
The man who had swung his blade was now completely blackened from head to toe.
It was a symptom of poisoning faster than Tang Pae had anticipated.
Staggering from dizziness, the martial artist of Myriad Man Manor collapsed onto the ground.
Black blood immediately began gushing from his mouth.
"Ah...."
Tang Pae realized then.
They had neither countermeasures against poisoning nor a way to avoid the poisonous smoke.
They simply believed that even if they were poisoned, they only needed to drive their blades into Tang Pae’s body before their lives were cut short.
A nonsensical strategy.
No, it was a madman's act that couldn’t even be called a strategy
But that madness was undeniably effective.
Though he wasn't sure about Hao Sect's pursuit squad, these people clearly had enough strength for one strike even after taking the poison head-on.
The moment this terrifying reality became clear, Tang Pae's impenetrable defense began to crumble.
“You little rat!”
Those who passed through the poison flew in one after another and swung their swords at Tang Pae.
With their bodies blackened from poison and death only a few breaths away, they threw themselves at Tang Pae desperately as if determined to drag Tang Pae to hell with them.
“Keuk!”
Tang Pae avoided the incoming blades by rolling across the ground using the Lazy Donkey Rolling technique (려타곤(懶驢打滾)).
Barely escaping, Tang Pae urgently lifted his head.
'The Poison Palm Technique again!'
But what he saw was three blades descending upon him, faster and more ferocious than before.
The moment Tang Pae’s eyes bulged as if they were about to tear.
Kwang! Kwang! Kwang!
The Myriad Man Manor martial artists who charged at Tang Pae like ghosts were blasted backward as if struck by cannon fire, spewing black blood from seven orifices.
“Sogaju!”
“M- Monk Hye Yeon!”
"Get up! Quickly!"
"Yes!"
Hye Yeon immediate reaction had saved Tang Pae, but the crisis was far from over.
“Keuhaaaattt!”
"Die, you rats!"
Two breaths spent pulling back and rolling again.
Those two breaths turned the tide of battle.
The once-dense poisonous smoke had thinned out, and the Myriad Man Manor martial artists ran through the thinned poisonous smoke like a pack of jackals.
'Th- This is Myriad Man Manor?'
Tang Pae’s eyes filled with an inescapable despair.
No matter how deadly, poison is a means that requires time to intoxicate the opponent.
Conversely, this meant that even someone poisoned with poison capable of killing a dragon needed time before their breath was cut short.
If the opponent’s internal strength was weak, that time can be drastically reduced, but if their internal strength was strong, more time is needed.
And these bastards showed no hesitation in using that timeframe, the last short moment of their lives, to swing their swords at Tang Pae.
How was he supposed to block such opponents?
“Sogaju!”
Hearing Hye Yeon's thunderous shout, Tang Pae spasmodically threw his flying daggers.
Perhaps the momentary sense of powerlessness against poison had guided his choice.
But it was not a good choice.
Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk!
Tang Pae's flying daggers, aimed at their crowns, lodged in the enemies' forearms instead.
The energy contained in those daggers could pierce flesh and even crush bones, but their momentum did not stop.
"Keuhaaaat!"
Madness that can only be seen on the battlefield.
With their eyes rolled back in a frenzied madness, the martial artists of Myriad Man Manor charged at Tang Pae and Hye Yeon at once.
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