Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1386. You're making fun of people (1)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
“Ooooooh!”
The Myriad Man Manor martial artist at the front swung his blade down toward Chung Myung with bloodshot eyes.
Kaaaang!
The single strike, imbued with his very soul, lost all its power the moment it collided with the thin sword that risen indifferently. A strange sensation as if he had struck a blade against an iron wall arose.
But there was no time to shudder at the sensation. The sword that had slid diagonally along the dao's surface was thrust into his neck.
Thud!
“Gurgk….”
The Myriad Man Manor martial artist, with eyes filled with shock, reflexively tried to grasp the sword embedded in his neck, but the sword twisted before his hand could even reach it. His breath was mercilessly cut off with a horrific sound.
“Aaaaah!”
The sight of blood sent the martial artists into an even greater frenzy, and they surged toward Chung Myung with renewed momentum.
Paaaaat!
What greeted them was a sword as swift as a beam of light. Just like Jo-Gol had shown, dozens of sword afterimages that had split apart shot toward the charging Myriad Man Manor martial artists. But it was far more precise and faster than Jo-Gol’s sword!
Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk!
Holes were instantly punched through the bodies of those charging forward. Without even a chance to scream, their lifeless bodies crumpled like collapsing husks.
For a brief moment, an empty space formed around Chung Myung. But that space was quickly filled again by the charging enemies. It was like water rushing back into a hole from which it had been scooped.
“Dojaaaaang!”
Seeing Chung Myung from behind, Namgung Dowi shouted loudly. Even at this moment, Myriad Man Manor martial artists were rushing towards Chung Myung with a terrifying momentum. I The sight of nearly a thousand people pouring in, targeting only Chung Myung, was like a whirlpool rushing toward a hole in the ground.
It was a horrifying sight unlike anything seen before. Just watching it made one’s heart tighten.
"Ah, no...!"
Snap!
Someone grabbed Namgung Dowi’s shoulder as he reflexively tried to rush forward. Turning around, he saw Hye Yeon standing with a hardened face.
“You must not act rashly!”
“No, Dojang…”
“Do not forget your mission, Namgung Siju!”
Namgung Dowi flinched. Hye Yeon was right. His mission now was not to save Chung Myung but to delay the enemy’s pursuit as much as possible.
And Chung Myung was likely doing what he was doing now with the same thought in mind. Trying to help Chung Myung here would be nothing but foolishness. What he needed to do was stand his ground here, block the enemy, and then quickly rejoin the main force that had moved ahead..
“Kuhahaha!”
And when he looked around coldly, he realized that helping Chung Myung was realistically impossible. The sheer number of enemies surrounding him was overwhelming, and now those same martial artists were also beginning to swarm toward Namgung Dowi and Hye Yeon.
"Haap!"
Namgung Dowi swung his sword in one motion and unleashed a blast of sword energy. The powerful white sword energy surged forward, turning the charging Myriad Man Manor martial artists into pulp.
But the space that had briefly opened up as they turned into bloody masses was quickly filled by other enemies. No, perhaps even more had squeezed into that space.
Hye Yeon shouted firmly.
“Let’s step back!”
"M- Monk! Right now..."
Before Namgung Dowi could say anything, a strong force emanated from Hye Yeon’s grip on his shoulder. Along with a dizzying sensation, their bodies had somehow moved back nearly 30 meters.
The pinnacle of the Vajra Immovable Body Technique. Yet the enemies did not falter at the near-divine movement technique. Instead, they unleashed a surge of killing intent and relentlessly pursued.
Wooooong!
Hye Yeon swung both hands in all directions. Golden palm-shaped shadows appeared in the air, following the movement of his hands. Like the thousand hands of Avalokitesvara, these palms blocked every attack coming from all sides without a gap.
‘Thousand Buddha Palms!’
It was the technique that Shaolin boasts to the world. The Myriad Man Manor martial artists hesitated, unable to approach the formidable wall of palm energy before them. No, even before they could approach, the immense force spewing from each palm shadow was pushing them back.
"Eek...!"
At that moment, Myriad Man Manor martial artists who were being pushed back widened their eyes. The moment the palm shadows that had appeared like illusions disappeared with a dazzling Buddha-light, a powerful white sword energy came crashing down on them.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
Namgung Dowi’s sword energy surged through the distance that Hye Yeon had created. A perfect chain attack, as if they had practiced together for decades! But the expressions of those who had successfully executed the chain attack weren’t particularly bright.
Because other Myriad Man Manor martial artists would surge forward as much as the distance they had cleared. Over a thousand Maninbangdo warriors rotated and rotated around Chung Myung. Their malice and obsession to never let Chung Myung escape were palpable.
And at that moment.
Hwaaaaaaak!
A brilliant plum blossom bloomed in the middle of the black and red vortex. Like a plum tree that takes root in filthy mud and stubbornly blooms its flowers.
“Dojang! What on earth…!”
Namgung Dowi shouted in shock.
It was dazzling. Unbelievably powerful. A sword technique that leaves nothing but awe. Just knowing that a human could create such a spectacle with a sword sent chills down his spine.
But everything comes at a price. The sacrifice for that sword energy must be an enormous amount of internal strength. This wasn’t a technique Chung Myung, in his current state, should have been able to unleash.
"Siju!"
Hye Yeon too looked in confusion at the blooming plum blossom.
Chung Myung usually wielded his sword with extreme efficiency, bordering on the extreme. He was never one to waste internal strength unnecessarily. But the sword technique he was displaying now was excessively flashy. It was almost extravagant.
This almost seems like... trying to capture everyone's attention on his sword tip?
It was confusing because they had expected Chung Myung to withdraw by now.
"It's too late! Siju, what are you thinking!"
A lion's roar burst out of Hye Yeon's mouth.
Before anyone knew, the time they had spent together had piled up considerably. Hye Yeon trusted Chung Myung more than he could ever have imagined.
But Chung Myung’s current actions were strange enough to shake even that immense trust.
At that moment, Namgung Dowi screamed.
“Monk! There!”
As if slicing through the brilliantly blooming plum blossoms, a black streak shot up into the air. The streak was none other than Chung Myung, who was unleashing his movement technique to the extreme. The moment they realized this, relief briefly washed over their faces.
There was no jade-shattering sacrifice. The Chung Myung they knew would never do something so reckless.
(H: (옥쇄(玉碎)) sacrifice one's life to maintain integrity)
He was just a little later than expected, but finally withdrew from inside that chaos. Hye Yeon shouted.
“Let us retreat as well!”
"If we hold out a bit longer, we can regroup with him!"
Hye Yeon fell silent at Namgung Dowi’s words. He had a point. If they helped Chung Myung and escaped together with him...
But at that moment, Hye Yeon’s gaze wavered.
The black streak drawn in the air was moving in a somewhat strange direction. If he were pursuing the main group, he should naturally be coming toward where the two were. Even if he wanted to further confuse the enemy’s pursuit, he shouldn’t stray too far north.
But right now, the black streak was clearly moving away from them.
"What!"
Before they could fully grasp the situation or even try to follow, Myriad Man Manor martial artists completely blocked Hye Yeon’s view.
"Oh- Oooohhhhh!"
Hye Yeon urgently unleashed his palm energy. In his rush, the attack lacked its usual precision and power, barely holding a fraction of his true might. It was impossible to subdue Myriad Man Manor martial artists all at once with that power.
"Dieeeee!"
The lower body of the one struck by Hye Yeon’s palm was completely crushed. But he didn't lose consciousness. Even as he fell, his dao was swung with desperate tenacity.
Kagak! Kagak!
The enemy's swords flew one after another into Hye Yeon's body, which had its internal strength raised to the extreme. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Shaolin’s external martial arts were the greatest under heaven, and his iron-hard body protected him, there was no stopping the skin from splitting and blood spurting where the blades struck.
“Keuk!”
Without collapsing, Hye Yeon unleashed shock step and let out a lion's roar.
The Great Supreme Power (무상대능력(無上大能力)) he unleashed in an instant swept away the enemies rushing in like a torrent.
But that was only for a moment, as soon the enemies began to charge again.
“Back, back!”
The situation shifted in an instant. If they made even the slightest mistake, they would be surrounded and torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.
“Kuh!”
Hye Yeon and Namgung Dowi were pushed back, again and again, like small boats caught in a rapid current. It wasn’t by their own will but because they couldn’t withstand the enemy’s onslaught.
And what entered the eyes of these two was the rapid movement of Myriad Man Manor martial artists reminiscent of black water.
"Siju!"
A thunderous roar erupted from Hye Yeon’s mouth.
The forces pushing them back were all changing direction and flowing to one side. It was obvious what was at the end of that flow, even without seeing it with their own eyes.
Chung Myung.
He was drawing the enemies. In a direction completely opposite to where Mount Hua and Hainan were fleeing.
“Damn it! Damn that madman!”
A rare curse burst from Hye Yeon’s mouth.
He tried somehow to reverse the situation, but it was already impossible. It was taking everything they had just to avoid being swallowed by the advancing tide of enemies. It was the limit.
Kuung!
The fist technique he struck as if screaming deflected the barrier before his eyes for a moment. With the view he secured briefly this way, Hye Yeon clearly saw it. Chung Myung, trailing a line of Myriad Man Manor elites in red martial robes, running east—in a direction completely different from where they needed to go.
“Sijuuuuuuuuuuj!”
A cry that could only be described as desperate erupted. A voice that would never reach Chung Myung in the distance.
Ho Gamyeong's eyes, observing the situation, were eerily calm.
“Advisor-nim, the enemy has split their forces! What should we do?”
"We too will divide our forces."
“Yes? Our objective is..."
“The moment the main force’s safety is secured, that Plum Blossom Sword Demon will try to shake us off and escape. But if he thinks the main force is still in danger, he'll try to hold back as many of us as possible. Even knowing it's more dangerous for him."
“….”
“It’s a predetermined course. Do as I say.”
"Understood!"
Ho Gamyeong bit his lip slightly.
'This is what we should have done from the beginning.'
Perceiving Mount Hua and Chung Myung as one entity had been the misstep. They could have been separated so easily.
'This is why I pledge such loyalty to the Ryeonju-nim.'
Even from afar, Jang Ilso could paint the battlefield exactly as he envisioned.
"When cornered, humans look for an escape route. But when there are only two choices, they will only pursue the direction they think is better."
He had heard this countless times before, but…
Ho Gamyeong wondered.
If indeed only one of two results could be obtained, would that Plum Blossom Sword Demon choose his own life, or would it be the lives of those few sahyung?
"Either way, this will be your downfall, Plum Blossom Sword Demon."
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