Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1321. Have you ever seen hell? (5)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
"Run faster! Faster!"
Geum Yangbaek swallowed back the lump of blood rising in his throat and pushed the elders forward.
Those who had dedicated decades of their lives to mastering martial art were having a hard time even keeping up with their disciples' pace.
‘Just how vile is this poison….’
Poison is obviously dangerous.
But to those who've reached a certain level, it shouldn't be so fearsome.
Because any poison can be expelled if one can control their body.
This is common sense in Kangho and a theory they all knew well.
But in this hellish battlefield, none of that common knowledge seemed to apply.
While it was theoretically possible to suppress poison with internal strength, who among them could preserve their strength while fighting with all their might?
And when enemies were shrieking and hurling blades at them, when were they supposed to find the time to circulate their energy?
The story would be different if they had reached the realm of Transient Cultivation (동공(動功)) where one could circulate energy while running, but no one in Hainan Sect had reached that realm.
The realm of Transient Cultivation isn’t something one can attain simply by increasing their martial prowess.
“Cough!”
“Elder Lee!”
Geum Yangbaek hurriedly caught the shoulder of an elder who was about to collapse.
Had he not caught him, the elder would have fallen there never to rise again.
"Are you alright?"
"I- I'm fi... Cough!"
Another surge of blackened blood gushed from Elder Lee’s mouth.
Moving violently while poison circulates only deepened its effects.
But they had no other choice.
They had to endure it all and keep running.
Geum Yangbaek gritted his teeth.
How many of them can actually overcome the poison?
And if the enemy attacked them now, would they even be able to swing their swords properly?
Kaaaang!
At that moment, a sharp sound like metal being scraped rang out.
Turning sharply, Geum Yangbaek saw a blade spinning skyward.
Followed by a severed head next to it.
'Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword!'
Chung Myung stood like an iron wall blocking those who rushed at them like hungry beasts.
Paaaaat!
His outstretched sword slashed sharply through the inside of an enemy’s elbow.
The dao, losing control from that force, slipped from the grip and soared into the air.
Chung Myung’s sword that had half-severed the opponent's arm instantly pierced into the Myriad Man Manor martial artist's heart.
“Keuk….”
Kwadeuk!
The embedded sword twisted.
Before they could even realize they weren't dead yet, before they could attempt anything with their remaining strength, the rotating sword severed all the heart meridians and shredded their insides.
A killing sword (살검(殺劍) that doesn't allow even the possibility of counterattack.
Chung Myung’s sword had no waste.
But at the same time, this very wastefulness rendered Chung Myung's sword incomparably efficient.
From a martial arts perspective, the process of slicing an arm while stabbing the opponent, then twisting the sword already embedded in the were nothing but useless extraneous movements.
If the ideal of martial arts is to strike vital points swiftly and precisely with a single blow, then Chung Myung's current swordsmanship deviated completely from that ideal.
But paradoxically, that useless waste made the Sword of Chung Myung all the more effective.
A sword existing in no Mount Hua’s martial arts scripture, used only by Chung Myung, was mercilessly cutting down approaching enemies.
“Heuaaaa!”
But the Myriad Man Manor martial artists were no pushovers.
Though each one who approached Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword turned into a vengeful ghost, none of them rushing forward showed a moment's hesitation in their footwork.
Kwadeuk!
One whose chest had been pierced struck at the Dark Fragrant Plum Blossom Sword embedded in him.
Kwang!
Undeniably a mad act.
The weight behind the dao forced the embedded blade downward and sank deeper into his body. (대라신선" (大羅神仙))
He suffered such serious injuries that not even the Great Luo Immortal themselves could have saved him, as his internal organs were torn apart in an instant.
It was an act bordering on self-destruction, but it caused Chung Myung's sword to momentarily halt.
Then the charging Myriad Man Manor martial artists kicked the ground with force enough to crush their legs.
"Dieeeeee!"
There’s no need to explain what it means when a sword warrior’s blade is sealed.
But Chung Myung's response transcended their expectations.
Paaat!
Chung Myung drove his downward-tilted sword straight into the ground.
Kwak!
The moment the sword was completely through the body and embedded in the ground, Chung Myung's left hand shot out like lightning and struck the sword’s hilt.
Kwaaang!
The sword handle struck the Myriad Man Manor martial artist in front like a point-blank cannon shot, sending them flying.
Those charging from behind flinched for a moment.
Dodge? Or breakthrough?
No, it makes no difference what their decision is.
Their fates were sealed from the moment they hesitated even briefly.
Taaaaang!
With a sound like releasing a fully drawn elastic branch, green-tinted palm force successively struck the Myriad Man Manor martial artists.
Bamboo Leaf Palm. (죽엽수(竹葉手))
Unlike typical Mount Hua techniques that emphasize Change (변(變)) and Illusion (환(幻)), it was a palm force that utilizes the wonders of Quickness (쾌(快)) and Power (강(强)).
A thoroughly practical palm force that stopped the rushing martial artists in their tracks.
Whoosh.
Chung Myung immediately kicked up the sword stuck in the ground and caught it mid-air.
And thrust it straight forward.
Paaaaaat!
As the sword flew at an unimaginable speed, a Myriad Man Manor martial artist reflexively swung their dao to deflect it.
No, he tried to.
But then.
Utuk!
The impossibly fast sword halted in mid-air as though time itself had stopped.
'What?'
The eyes of Myriad Man Manor martial artist, who was about to swing his sword, widened in disbelief.
'St-Stopped...'
But the sword he had swung was already in motion and could no longer be stopped.
The dao meant to block the incoming sword missed, passing harmlessly to the side.
Although the entire world including his dao moves violently, that sword alone remains motionless as if frozen in time.
And.
Paaat!
In that moment, stopped time began flowing again.
The halted sword moved at its original flying speed and was thrown into the very space where the dao had passed through in vain.
It was an absurd situation where one could see everything yet do nothing.
Amidst these, the Myriad Man Manor martial artist engraved into his mind the chilling gaze of Chung Myung staring down at him.
Kwadeuk!
A searing sensation spread the moment the sword pierced through the neck.
The sword pierced the neck in a straight line then cut horizontally and sliced through the other’s neck in one fluid motion.
The Myriad Man Manor martial artists' offensive doesn't stop even at this moment.
One dao flew toward Chung Myung's sword, and another was thrust toward his upper body.
Even if Mount Hua Chivalrous Hero was a supreme swordsman, the Myriad Man Manor martial artists believed that if they could just pin down the sword, they could find a way to take him down.
Having countless times brought down those stronger than themselves through numerous battles, they knew what needed to be done.
But Chung Myung was a sword master unlike anyone they had faced so far.
Far from avoiding the dao clashing with his sword, Chung Myung struck without hesitation.
Kaaaaang!
A shrieking metallic sound tore through the air as the flying dao ricocheted away.
But seizing that gap, a dao spewing blue swod energy shot toward Chung Myung's upper body at a breakneck speed.
Chung Myung immediately threw his body backward, but retreating faster than a dao thrust forward at full force was impossible.
'Got you...'
Just as the Myriad Man Manor martial artist was about to inwardly rejoice, the retreating Chung Myung suddenly shot his hand forward toward the dao that was nearly upon his chest.
Deopseok!
He caught the edge of the dao barehanded.
The martial artist, startled enough for his heart to leap to his throat, unconsciously opened his mouth.
Caught it barehanded? A dao imbued with sword energy?
Even with internal strength infused hands, if that were possible, who would want to wield swords in the first place?
But there was no time for further thought.
Chung Myung’s sword regained its freedom and flew toward the Myriad Man Manor martial artist's neck at a tremendous speed.
Paeeeeng!
There was likely no pain.
The Myriad Man Manor martial artist, his neck cleanly severed in one strike, flailed forward and collapsed face-down.
Kwang!
Chung Myung kicked away the collapsing body and thrust his sword forward without hesitation.
Kakang! Kang!
His sword darted swiftly between two daos that seemed to fly in perfect unison toward him.
He twisted the daos with his sword like opening doors with both hands.
And Chung Myung’s left hand continuously emitted crimson palm forces.
Plum Blossom Scattered Palm (매화산수(梅花散手)) at its peak.
Palm force stained red like autumn leaves successively struck the unbalanced martial artist's sides.
“Euaaaaakkk!”
His ribs were all crushed and his Dantian shaken.
Directly hit by the Plum Blossom Scattered Palm, just before reaching the inevitable result of death, he squeezed out his last strength to swing his dao.
But at that moment, something flew at light speed and struck his forehead.
Kwadeuk!
“Keuuk….”
With a dagger embedded in his forehead, he collapsed before he could bring his dao down.
As if expecting this outcome, Chung Myung had already moved on to others and was creating a windhole for them.
Puk! Puk! Puk! Puk!
“Aaarghhh!”
Those pierced in the neck or heart died on the spot, but those pierced in the abdomen or shoulder somehow clung to their stubborn breath and counterattacked.
Chung Myung's sword was still extended, yet to be retrieved.
They swung their blades with the resolve to land this one strike even if a sword from behind severed their neck.
Unfortunately for them, Chung Myung wasn't the only one they had to face.
Seuseut!
A blade emerged near Chung Myung's side and slit the throat of an approaching enemy in a single fluid motion.
Different from Chung Myung's vicious swift sword.
A sword strike supremely gentle yet simultaneously most lethal.
Blood gushed like a waterfall from the neck where the carotid artery was cleanly severed.
The once pristine blade turned crimson in an instant.
However, Yoo Iseol quickly retrieved her sword as if nothing had happened, let alone being shaken.
And right then.
“Dojaaaaang!”
A desperate cry erupted from Tang Pae.
He had spotted something flying above their heads.
Heaven-Quaking Thunder! (진천뢰)
That cursed object that had reversed Tang Pae's poisonous smoke and poisoned all Hainan Sect elders was now flying toward Chung Myung's head.
If that exploded, even if it was Chung Myung… But then Tang Pae saw it.
The sight of countless illusion-like red petals blooming into existence to greet the explosive and gently envelope it.
"Ah…."
At the dreamlike sight, Tang Pae forgot all reality and the situation for a moment and let out an exclamation.
It was Chung Myung’s indifferent voice that snapped him back to reality.
"Sorry but..."
Tang Pae's gaze instantly fixed on Chung Myung.
All he could see was the back of his head, but he could tell.
What kind of expression was Chung Myung making right now?
“I don’t accept gifts from the likes of Evil Sects."
Paat!
The explosive wrapped in blooming plum petals was flung back twice as fast as it had come.
The Myriad Man Manor martial artists were startled and opened their eyes wide at the explosive flying overhead.
Then.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaang!
A massive explosion erupted.
The Myriad Man Manor martial artists charging in like an ant swarm were torn to shreds.
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