Return of Mount Hua Sect

Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 973

No strategist can reverse the flow of a battlefield once it has collapsed.

If that were possible, wouldn’t it be possible for ancient strategists to have studied things like how to retreat with as little sacrifice as possible? In the art of war, this is like common sense.

But this place is Kangho. This is where different factors come into play compared to conventional military strategies.

Kuung!

Black Dragon King took a step forward.

It was just an act of moving one foot, but to those who watched it, it felt as if Black Dragon King was crushing the earth beneath his foot.

Overwhelming momentum and intimidation.

It was a form that proved with his whole body how the term ‘Absolute Master’ should be used.

The battlefield, swirling like a stormy sea, came to a sudden halt.

The pirates, Tang Family, and even Mount Hua.

They couldn’t help but stare as if fascinated by Black Dragon King walking across this blood-soaked land.

His appearance was reminiscent of a god of war descending from the heavens. However, the words that came out of his mouth were far from divine.

“…You idiots.”

The moment a boiling voice came out of his mouth, the pirates all shrank their necks.

An absolute master can twist the flow of the battlefield merely by existing.

Originally, without Black Dragon King, water fortress was nothing more than a swarm of pirates. However, the moment the existence of Black Dragon King was added to them, they became a member of Five Great Evil Sects and became one of Eighteen Water Fortress of the Yangtze River, which forms one axis of Evil Tyrant Alliance.

“Hmph!”

Black Dragon King glanced at his subordinates as if to cast them aside, and then fixed his gaze on Mount Hua.

“How dare these brats….”

Kuung!

His foot stomped the ground as if to shatter it.

“Have you no fear, acting up in front of me?”

The way he spoke was no different from a third-rate thug.

However, Black Dragon King himself proved that it is not the tone of voice that creates the dignity of words, but the speaker itself.

A voice with a formidable internal strength rang out with the possibility of bursting everyone’s eardrums.

The moment his guan dao vibrated menacingly, the sword warriors of Mount Hua flinched and held their swords tightly.

They couldn’t even hear what he was saying.

What they were feeling now was the terrifying momentum flowing from Black Dragon King.

‘Black Dragon King.’

Yoon Jong gritted his teeth.

He had already seen Black Dragon King at close range in the past. However, at that time, he was so focused on Jang Ilso and Myriad Man Manor that he could not fully realize the existence of Black Dragon King.

What should he say about Black Dragon King that he saw right before his eyes now?

‘It’s rough.’

An indescribable sense of discord was felt.

There’s a basic recognition among those who wield swords.

Respect for the strong.

Those who day by day sharpen themselves and climb the steep cliff of martial arts naturally develop a sense of respect for those stronger than themselves.

This is because they can guess the effort and sweat that must have been put into achieving that level of martial art. That’s why they secretly hope for it.

Absolute Master.

Those who dare to put the word ‘Absolute’ in front of their title must have the minimum level of dignity.

But….

‘No.’

Black Dragon King is different.

He didn’t even feel the least dignity that the masters, who were given the modifier of ‘Absolute’, might have. He was more like a thug who believed he could do anything with his power, imposing his will on others.

But… Yoon Jong felt it again.

How terrifying a person who ignores ethics and laws is.

They do not hesitate to show off their power and do not find it difficult to oppress others. The extreme recklessness even caused a feeling of nausea.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but realize why the man was able to completely control this large number of pirates just by existing.

“You’ve been quite lively.”

Black Dragon King sneered and shouted as if spewing fire.

“I will make you regret in hell that you dared to crawl onto this island on your own! I’ll tear every single one of you to shreds and throw you to the fish!”

Geugeuk.

At that moment, Baek Cheon, supporting himself with the sword he had thrust into the ground, rose to his feet.

“Ptui!”

He spat out the blood that had filled his mouth and glared at Black Dragon King with murderous eyes.

“At least as the head of a sect.”

A voice as sharp as a freshly honed blade flowed out.

“You should know how to protect those who follow you, you son of a beast!”

Even though Namgung Dowi was still a Sogaju, he risked everything he had to save members of his sect. He didn’t even hesitate to throw his life into the river.

But the so-called head of water fortress throws a sword energy at the backs of his subordinates?

This was something Baek Cheon could never forgive. He was filled with fiery anger.

He fought against Evil Tyrant Alliance, and helped Namgung because they were in danger. To put it bluntly, his grudge was directed at Jang Ilso, not at Black Dragon King.

However, after witnessing such an unfair scene, Baek Cheon could never forgive Black Dragon King.

“Heuahahahahat!”

But Black Dragon King laughed loudly and looked at Baek Cheon.

“Yeah. There were quite a few. Fools like you who dared to spout such nonsense in front of me.”

It was a slow way of speaking, but the strong voice and momentum made even that feel overwhelming.

“What do you think happened to all of them?”

“That….”

Baek Cheon bit his lips tightly. As if he would never be influenced by Black Dragon King’s momentum.

“They all ended up at the bottom of that blue river. The same goes for that idiot Namgung Hwang or something.”

When the name of Namgung Hwang was mentioned, the survivors of Namgung Family had bloodshot eyes. The sound of teeth grinding could be heard here and there. It seemed like they were about to pounce on Black Dragon King at any moment.

But despite their immense anger, they could not bring themselves to move. This is because they know that rushing towards Black Dragon King in a fit of anger right now is nothing more than a dog’s death. Because they know that such a dog’s death is rather a disgrace to the final wishes of Gaju who wanted to protect them.

“Dogs who don’t know how scary the world is tend to bark as they please. Come here, you Taoist little punk. I’ll rip that mouth of yours apart!”

Tang Gun-ak frowned slightly.

‘That’s not good.’

To put it coldly, the situation they were in was not favorable. They had essentially leaped onto this island of their own accord, surrounding themselves.

If they had continued their momentum, it might have been different, but with the arrival of Black Dragon King halting their advance, a hard struggle was all that remained.

There is only one way to regain momentum.

‘Should I step in?’

This burden is still heavy for Mount Hua. It is true that Mount Hua has become surprisingly incredibly strong, but facing Black Dragon King alone would be another problem.

This is especially true on a battlefield like this where there can be no defeat.

What are the odds?

Unknown.

The outcome of battles between those who have reached a certain realm can only be known after they are fought. The only things to gain are glory or death.

Tang Gun-ak made up his mind. His martial arts were not yet complete. Given the nature of Tang Family’s martial arts, which has vulnerabilities in one-on-one battles, a fight against someone like Black Dragon King would undoubtedly be tough.

But now is the time for him to step up. Because Gaju of the Great Sichuan Tang Family could not turn a blind eye in a situation like this.

It was the moment when he was about to take his steps.

“Ah, but brats these days….”

Tang Gun-ak’s eyes suddenly turned to the voice that suddenly came out of nowhere.

Chung Myung was lazily stepping forward with a sword emitting bright blue light draped over his shoulder.

“Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.”

“I’ve been saying this since a while ago since I didn’t understand.”

He walked with a sad look on his face and stood half a step in front of Baek Cheon.

“Why does every single one of you blabber your mouths like that? These nobodies?”

“Chu- Chung Myung.”

“…”

Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung’s back with a speechless face.

Who in the world would dare say such a thing to the face of Black Dragon King? This is something that neither Shaolin’s Bop Jeong nor Evil Tyrant Alliance’s Jang Ilso can say.

‘But this bastard can.’

Because he’s Chung Myung.

Yes, because he’s Chung Myung.

And it seems that even Black Dragon King had heard of this guy’s notoriety.

Black Dragon King glanced at Chung Myung who stepped forward and then opened his mouth.

“I remember that face. Yes, you are indeed that Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.”

“Oh, I know you too. You are Black Dragon King.”

“….”

Black Dragon King closed his mouth for a moment as if speechless, but then burst into laughter.

“Keuahahahahahat!”

He laughed for a while, shook his head, then immediately frowned and distorted his face.

“Kid. It’s not a bad idea to hide your fear with bravado, but that doesn’t work for me. Still, there is nothing to worry about. When your neck gets sliced and you’re thrown into that river, at least your piss-soaked pants will be hidden.”

Black Dragon King growled. Then Chung Myung just smirked.

“The world has really become so much better.”

“…What?”

“For an Evil Sects bastard to be flapping its gums right in front of me.”

Black Dragon King’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

After becoming the head of water fortress and earning the title of Black Dragon King…. No, even before that.

Has he ever heard this from anyone at least once?

“This….”

Black Dragon King’s eyes began to shine with ferocious killing intent.

“This… Fool who doesn’t even know the subject, mingling with Jang Ilso in Kangho makes you think you’re something special?”

“You shouldn’t talk about someone’s shameful past. When I think about that time, I still kick off the blanket in my sleep, you bastard.”

“…Huh?”

Udeuk. Udeuk.

Chung Myung cracked his neck left and right. He seemed upset because he was recalling bad memories.

“The more I think about it, the more I can endure it.”

Then he snickered as if he found it amusing.

“A small-fry punk saying something small.”

“…”

“And having to watch that too.”

Chung Myung bared his teeth.

Mount Hua proved today on the Yangtze River how strong they have become. What they left behind on the Yangtze River will be passed down to the world through everyone’s mouths.

So, now it’s Chung Myung’s turn to show.

What he has achieved in the past three years.

“Enough joking around.”

Black Dragon King radiated killing intent and took heavy steps toward Chung Myung. Black sword energy flowed like ink from his guan dao.

“It doesn’t matter if you all attack at once. I will make it clear why I am called Black Dragon King!”

Soon, an enormous momentum exploded from his body.

Everyone’s faces turned pale at that momentum. The pirates, overwhelmed by the suffocating pressure, could hardly lift their heads and scattered in disarray.

Regardless of his dignity, his majesty as a powerful martial artist was undeniable. It was as if his very being personified the Dao of Dominance.

Everyone was bound to be intimidated.

Except for just one person.

“Anyway, Evil Sects chick bastards are so stupid that they don’t know what’s said to them.”

Only Chung Myung stood relaxed across from Black Dragon King, calmly flicking the sword resting on his shoulder.

“It might be too generous for an Evil Sects chick, but let me teach you a lesson.”

The lips twisted, revealing sharp fangs like wolves.

“Consider it an honor, kid.”

Chung Myung slowly lowered his sword from his shoulder and aimed it at Black Dragon King, who was emitting fierce momentum.