Return of Mount Hua Sect

Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1057

It is a distance that can be reached by reaching out to each other. For a martial artist, this distance is so close that it is no exaggeration to say that it is the distance that separates life and death.

However, even with the enemy right before him, Dan Jagang’s gaze was directed to his own shoulder, not to the enemy. It was clearly visible through the torn clothes. A shoulder that is gaping open and bleeding profusely.

With each pulse, a throbbing pain spread around the wound.

But more intense than the pain was the fact itself that his shoulder had been cleanly cut.

Flesh cuts when touched by a blade. That is an extremely natural fact. But, at least for Dan Jagang, it’s anything but natural.

‘So easily…?’

The significance of this wound was profound. This means that his body, tougher than steel and more durable than heavenly silkworm silk (천잠사(天蠶絲)), was no different from an ordinary body before this man’s sword.

The wide-open shoulders began to stick naturally. The wounds that revealed the red flesh quickly became entangled with each other and began to erase the wounds. It was an unrealistic and abnormally fast recovery.

Chung Myung saw this and muttered quietly.

“Is it the Skeleton Demonic Arts (고루마공(骷髏魔功))?”

It was a small voice, but Dan Jagang heard it clearly and flinched. He glared at Chung Myung.

“How do you know…”

“A body that doesn’t die even if it’s hurt, that’s convenient, but….”

Chung Myung bared his teeth.

“Do you know how the last person who mastered that demonic art died?”

Before Dan Jagang could reply, Chung Myung’s tore through the air.

Paaaaat!

A red sword energy flying straight for the neck seemed to answer for him.

Kagagagang!

Chung Myung flooded right in front of Dan Jagang, who raised his hand to block the sword energy. The moment he faced that face cloaked with a bizarre smile, a chill ran down Dan Jagang’s back.

Chwaaaak!

A sword that tore through the air and strikes. However, Dan Jagang, who had already experienced the same move, deployed his demonic energy without even the slightest hesitation. At first glance, it must be a ploy to disturb the defense with a scattering sword like before!

However, at that moment, Chung Myung’s sword accelerated once more in the air and struck Dan Jagang with incredible force.

Kwaaaaaang!

Dan Jagang’s knees, which were concentrating on the change in the sword, trembled.

One after another!

Kwang! Kwaaang! Kwaaaaang!

Sword strikes that felt like strikes from a huge hammer fell on his demonic energy one after another.

“Keuk!”

Eventually, a groan escaped his mouth. Every time the demonic energy flowing from his hand collided with that sword, an unknown energy flowed through his hand and burrowed inside. A pain as if ice-cold water was being poured directly into his body.

‘My demonic energy… is being scattered?’

What on earth is this person’s martial arts nature that he can so easily disturb demonic energy?

Kwang!

A distracted mind eventually affects the body. Dan Jagang, whose posture collapsed, was pushed back by Chung Myung’s sword. At the same time, Chung Myung, who kicked the ground one after another and leapt like a thunderbolt, caught up with Dan Jagang, who was being pushed away.

“No!”

The demonic energy that rose like a cloud began to surround Chung Myung. Since it was impossible to predict the opponent’s moves, it was his intention to crush them by sheer force.

But at that moment, Chung Myung lifted his sword almost to his back. And he drew fiercely from left to right in a single breath.

Paaaaaaaaaang!

A sound like a whip cracking echoed. At the same time, everything around Chung Myung’s sword passed through began to distort. It was like crumpling the paper with the drawing on it.

Soon, a red line came into bloom.

A line so distinct, it seemed as though it had been drawn by the tip of a painter’s brush. The demonic energy of Dan Jagang that touched said line split in half like a lie.

Chung Myung, who cut off the demonic energy with a single blow, immediately rushed towards Dan Jagang with madness radiating from his eyes.

It is a battlefield where lives are at stake, and the enemy is infinitely more powerful.

However, what Chung Myung was feeling at this moment was not a pressure, but an indescribable pleasure.

Paaaaaat!

The sword swung faster than usual and flew straight towards Dan Jagang’s face. The moment Dan Jagang hurriedly raised his hand, Chung Myung’s sword changed direction as if it already knew and avoided the blocking hand.

Chwaaaaak!

The edge of his sword penetrated Dan Jagang’s wrist and cut a long slice from wrist to elbow.

Blood was dotted from the thin-cut wound. To Chung Myung’s eyes, this scene unfolded in excruciating slow motion.

‘Not yet.’

Not yet! Still not yet enough! Not yet!

‘I am….’

Plum Sword Sword Sovereign was twice as fast and twice as strong. This was not enough to quench his thirst.

The internal strength that he had constantly accumulated, drop by drop, welled up from his Dantian. Every time he took a step or swung his sword, the forgotten sensations came back to life at his fingertips.

‘More!’

The demonic energy rushing in with tightening his breath, and his breath rising to the top of his head. Even though he had never been hit, his whole body felt like it had been crushed, and his eyes were bloodshot as the veins burst.

His hand, constantly swinging the sword against the resisting demonic energy, was already tattered, with bones at the tips of his fingers nearly exposed.

But….

Kwaang!

At the moment the sword met the hand, it was clearly visible to Chung Myung’s eyes. Confusion was clearly visible in Dan Jagang’s eyes. That face incited Chung Myung’s pleasure even more.

‘You don’t understand.’

How many battlefields he has gone through. How many demons of Magyo he has killed and how many bishops he has dealt with.

There was no way that a bishop who had not experienced what happened a century ago could understand.

‘More!’

Paaaaaat!

Still too slow. The force at the tip of the sword was so feeble compared to his past self that it was hard to compare. But…

Kagagagak!

Chung Myung’s sword once again pierced the demonic energy and carved a long scar on Dan Jagang’s cheek.

‘That’s not all!’

The current Chung Myung might still not as good as Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign, but he has a different weapon than then. The energy at the tip of the sword is clearer than anything else.

‘It pierces through.’

Since only the purest energy in the world has been collected, refined, and accumulated continuously, it cannot be compared with general celestial energy (선기(仙氣)). It is sharp enough to tear apart demonic energy with ease.

This means that the person wielding the sword may have become weak, but the sword is a masterpiece beyond comparison. The sharpness of that renowned sword has become another weapon of Chung Myung.

“Haat!”

At that moment, Dan Jagang burst into a shout. Then, the swirling demonic energy attacked Chung Myung like a floating ghost.

The vicious demonic energy that would crush the body and rot flesh just by touching was, on the contrary, making his senses even more sensitive. His whole body shuddered.

“More!”

Paaaaaat!

His sword tip painted illusions.

Kwagagak! Kwagagagak!

Chung Myung, who had swatted away all the demonic energy, threw himself towards Dan Jagang’s approaching hand. When his face was so close that he could almost touch, Chung Myung kicked the air again with his outstretched toe. His body gained more speed.

Eudeudeuk!

Dan Jagang’s hand brushed over his shoulder. Although it was only merely a graze, a chunk of flesh from shoulder to his back fell off his body as if it had been torn off.

A dizzying pain arose. But before the pain could even reach his mind, Chung Myung had burrowed into Dan Jagang’s arms.

If he had become weaker than his past self, there was only one way to overcome it. He just needs to go on a rampage that’s more extreme and dangerous than in the past.

Paaaaat!

The sword, swung at an optimal trajectory at an extremely short distance, cut deeply into Dan Jagang’s thigh. Since the distance was so close and the extreme toughness of Dan Jagang’s body, the heavy feeling of tearing off the flesh with a steel skewer rather than a cut remained at his fingertips.

The moment the edge of his sword touched Dan Jagang’s bone, Chung Myung swiftly withdrew his sword. That recoil slightly pushed his body backward.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

Dan Jagang’s hand split the space where Chung Myung’s head had been a moment ago with incredible speed. If he had greedily swung his sword to the end, this one move would have exploded his head.

However, there was no trace of fear on Chung Myung’s face, who had narrowly escaped death by a paper-thin margin.

He stands at the edge of a sword where his life is at stake with just a moment’s choice.

What dominated Chung Myung’s mind was not fear, but rather exhilaration. An excruciating pleasure that can only be felt when death, which had seemed momentarily approaching, quickly moves away. Chung Myung, who had completely surrendered himself to that feeling, twisted his body and rushed towards Dan Jagang again.

Udeudeuk!

The hand holding the sword clenched with intense force. Yet, his body was lighter than ever. Here now, there is no one he needed to protect and no one he has to keep an eye on. There is no reason to pay attention to the battle going on behind the scenes or the rapidly changing situation.

There’s only one task he has to do.

To cut off the neck of the person before him.

Chung Myung’s face was filled with murderous intent and exhilaration as all the pressure that had been weighing on his shoulders was blown away.

Jang Ilso, who saw his excited face, kept pace with Chung Myung and rushed towards Dan Jagang. If there was any leisure to spare, he might have burst out in insane laughter by now.

‘Madman.’

Jang Ilso was always aware that he himself was not in his right mind. But that guy, Chung Myung, was completely crazy in a different sense.

The brink between life and death. On the precarious blade that crosses the line between death and life with just one choice, Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword enters and exits several times in just an instant. This is something that no one in their right mind could ever do.

Of course, those who aim high must be willing to stake even their own lives, but the madness of this crazy Taoist surpassed such levels by far.

The sword that Jang Ilso was holding to swing was getting out of control and rampaging on its own. No, should it even be called a sword? It is closer to an arrow that has left the bowstring. An extreme weapon that will become a meaningless wooden stick if it fails to pierce the enemy.

‘I never thought the day would come when I would have to support someone’s back.’

His lofty pride was twisted, but even that throbbing pain was actually enjoyable. Jang Ilso, with his eyes shining brightly, was engulfed in madness and raised his pace in response to Chung Myung’s rampage.

‘Yet!’

His hands were stained a vivid blue.

At that moment, Chung Myung’s sword changed splendidly and poured sword energy toward Dan Jagang. At this moment, Chung Myung’s whole nerves are directed towards Dan Jagang. It was a sight that would make anyone with Chung Myung as an enemy want to reach out and attack.

But Jang Ilso suppressed his desires with extreme patience.

‘Not yet!’

Kwaaaa!

The demonic energy that spread out like a rain of arrows instantly blew away the pouring sword energy. One after another, dark demonic energy, like an angry black dragon, rushed towards Chung Myung. No, it was about to.

‘Now!’

Kwang!

Jang Ilso suddenly rushed forward and closed the distance, strikes his energy towards Dan Jagang’s empty side. It looked like a wild beast that had jumped out and was waiting for the right moment.

Kwaaaaaaang!

Dan Jagang stumbled and retreated again and again. Chung Myung coldly rebuked.

“You’re late!”

“…Such a greedy child.”

The two exchanged glances for a brief moment and rushed towards Dan Jagang like a pack of wolves targeting a tiger.