Return of the Mount Hua Sect

The rock, which had been quivering, could not withstand the tremendous wind pressure and shot up into the sky. It’s not often you see a rock larger than a person being thrust into the air. However, an even more astonishing spectacle occurred afterward.

Kwagagagak!

The moment the black demonic storm engulfed the rock, the solid rock instantly shattered and crumbled.

The swirling dark demonic energy (??(魔氣)). No, the energy that should be called reinforced demonic energy (??(魔剛)) not only broke down the extremely hard rock but instantly crushed it into powder.

If even the rock suffered such a fate, what would happen to a human body? Jumping into that storm was nothing less than suicidal. No sane person would ever choose to do it.

But, as it turned out, there happened to be not one, but two such insane individuals.

Paaaaaat!

Jang Ilso rushed forward with his red long sleeves fluttering, and an eerie murderous intent surged in his eyes. At that moment, dark reinforced demonic energy rained down on him like thousands of blades.

Kyaaaaaat!

The sound of reinforced demonic energy tearing up the air resonated like a deafening sound.

“Heung!”

Jang Ilso’s Exclusive Reinforced Energy (????(獨門剛氣)), Blue Flame Killing Strength (????(蒼炎殺剛)), was fully unfolded, and blue flames rising from both hands burned wildly.

The burning blue flames collided head-on with the incoming dark reinforced demonic energy.

Kwaaaaang!

Reinforced demonic energy (??(魔剛)) and reinforced killing energy (??(殺剛))!

The moment the extreme energies of demon and evil collide, a terrifying murderous aura and energies explosively spread in all directions.

Kagagagagak! Kagagagagak!

As the pain spread as if hundreds of daggers were cutting his hands, a chilling murderous intent glinted in Jang Ilso’s eyes.

Kwang!

Kicking the ground again, he lunged forward even more fiercely, stretching his hands. The blue flames emanating from his body twined around the flying reinforced demonic energy like a devil’s tongue.

Kagagagak!

A sight that seemed as if swords that were incomparable to anything in the world were violently clashing with each other in the air. The energy of Jang Ilso, who refined his innate murderous intent to its extreme, twisted and broke even the demonic energy of Dan Jagang.

The reinforced demonic energy flew in with a twist and instantly turned Jang Ilso’s gorgeous long robes into a rag. However, Jang Ilso did not even shift his gaze and just moved forward.

His face, eerily smiling in pure white, conveyed a sense of chilling intensity.

Kwagagagagak!

Jang Ilso, who thrust his hand into the demonic energy, spread out both arms at once, and the reinforced demonic energy that swept him was torn apart, creating a large space in front of him.

It was really just a momentary gap. It was a remarkable feat to tear apart the demonic energy, but the swirling energy would fill the gap in an instant.

But now, behind Jang Ilso, there was someone who did not miss that mere moment of opportunity.

Paaaaaat!

Chung Myung threw himself like a flash into the gap created by Jang Ilso and raised his sword high in the sky.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

Each and every strand of the fiercely flying reinforced demonic energy is harder than steel and sharper than a renowned sword. It seemed as if Chung Myung’s fragile body would be obliterated without even leaving a trace.

But even in that storm, Chung Myung’s sword drew an infinitely smooth half-circle.

From top to bottom.

What the sword’s tip drew was merely a half-circle. There is nothing special or impressive. The impressive was truly natural, like a flowing river.

The red line that bloomed like the sun at the end of the blood-red sky smoothly cut through the dark storm of demonic energy.

Chwaaaaaaak!

The reinforced demonic energy, which should never have been cut, split like silk cut by a razor.

Chung Myung and Dan Jagang’s eyes met for an instant through the space that was torn and created. Seeing Chung Myung’s smile, rage quickly filled Dan Jagang’s face.

Dan Jagang fully expected that they would destroy his reinforced demonic energy. They must also be experts who hard to find their match in this Kangho.

However, even if it were possible, the process should not be this simple. His demonic energy is the grace bestowed upon the cult by Heavenly Demon. It is a blade meant to make unbelievers who have learned martial arts pay the price for their faithlessness.

But how dare those unbelievers tarnish the grace bestowed by Heavenly Demon?

Kwang!

Dan Jagang’s eyes blazed with a blood-red ferocity.

Even if doubts that should not exist lurked within him, he remained a being who had given everything to Heavenly Demon. He was not so treacherous as to sit idly by watching the divinity of Heavenly Demon being damaged by dirty unbelievers!

“You dare!”

He thrust his hand forward.

The repulsive force (??(斥力)) created by his fingertips momentarily pushes away Chung Myung and Jang Ilso, who were about to dive into the torn space.

“Be torn apart!”

At the same time, the swirling reinforced demonic energy began to tremble violently, emitting a horrifying sound.

Kwagagagagak!

The accelerated reinforced demonic energy plows the earth and tears the air. The dark storm instantly engulfed Chung Myung and Jang Ilso, who halted for a moment.

Dan Jagang clenched his fists. He felt a definite sensation at his fingertips.

Were these mere individuals bold enough to wag their tongues at him?

But it was at that moment.

Hwaaaaaak!

Something fiercely erupted.

At first, it appeared just like spouting blood. If blood were to burst from a shattered body, it would take exactly this form.

But he soon realized that it was not human blood. Because it doesn’t disperse.

The sword energy, which went beyond the gleam of twilight and was blood-red, bloomed like an illusion in the storm of dark demonic energy. The sight of the red black energy fluttering around seemed as if a giant brush had splattered it across the sky.

Even Dan Jagang was momentarily entranced by the sight.

‘Flowers…?’

The world was all red, as if the plum blossoms, which dyed the entire mountain red, were scattered by the wind from somewhere.

The plum blossom petals blocked the reinforced demonic energy flying fiercely.

The scene looked… like a futile resistance. Fragile petals would merely be torn and swept away by the rough storm.

Kwagagagagak!

As if confirming that expectation, the dark demonic energy instantly crushed the blossoming petals. Thousands of petals shattered and flickered out.

Yet, they bloomed anew.

Each one is so weak. It is so insignificant that it cannot be compared to the reinforced demonic energy full of malice.

Yet, the petals gather. As if aware of their own frailty, they simultaneously converge to one point, standing against the oppressive onslaught.

Originally, the martial arts existed for the weak to resist those who were born strong. In other words, isn’t martial arts about compensating for what one lacks?

Hundreds and thousands of flower petals bloomed again at the same time, blocking the reinforced demonic energy. A huge wall made of flower petals and a torrent-like dark storm rushed over it. It was a sight that seemed like impossible to exist in the world.

Uuuuuuuung!

The rough storm struck the wall of petals. However, the petals, though swaying as if about to be pushed away, eventually pushed back and twisted the storm of dark demonic energy.

As the demonic energy began to shatter, Dan Jagang’s face stiffened.

‘Pushed back?’

It was incomprehensible.

Of course, he knew. How formidable that sword technique was. It was the height of illusion swordsmanship that made him completely revise his evaluation of that swordsman. It was more aptly described as vicious rather than gorgeous.

But no matter what, it was inconceivable that his dark demonic energy couldn’t trample over such mere energy.

‘Dispersed? My demonic energy?’

Dan Jagang’s face distorted viciously.

The moment they touched those red petals, the dark demonic energy he had unleashed extinguished as if water had been thrown on fire. It wasn’t about being overpowered. It seemed like a fight that couldn’t be won from the start.

“Antithesis…?”

That energy seemed to suppress demonic energy. But that also didn’t make sense.

This is none other than Dan Jagang’s demonic energy.

Of course, there are certainly inherent oppositions in the world. But doesn’t even that opposition become meaningless in the face of an overwhelming power gap?

Water extinguishes fire as an antithesis. However, a massive fire can evaporate water.

And yet… his dark demonic energy is powerless against just that energy?

‘How come?’

It was when Dan Jagang’s eyes were filled with doubt.

Amidst the fierce clash of red and black energies, a blue flame burst forth. The form was clearly fire, but it was colder than the cold wind of the North Sea and sharper than a blade. The blue flame mercilessly enveloped Dan Jagang’s dark demonic energy, which was being blocked by the petals.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

A deafening sound of collapsing heaven (????(天崩之音)).

Due to the enormous aftereffects of the collision between the immense energies, even the Dan Jagang of the world took a step back.

The dark demonic energy throughout his body began to churn tumultuously. It was a pain he had never felt since ascending to the position of bishop.

That familiar yet unfamiliar sensation momentarily distracted Dan Jagang, causing him to lose track of the two adversaries.

“Keuk!”

Dan Jagang, who immediately realized his mistake, quickly utilized his demonic arts. But before it could fully manifest, a white blade suddenly sprang in front of his face.

Dan Jagang widened his eyes and stretched out his hand like a thunderbolt. As he blocked the flying blade, a loud metallic sound rang out.

Kagaaaaaaang!

The white sword’s blade dug into Dan Jagang’s palm.

The fierce eyes of Chung Myung, who struck down his sword midair, and the eyes of Dan Jagang, who did not hide his rage, collided strongly in the air.

“This…!”

The moment Dan Jagang was about to crush Chung Myung with his seething anger, a golden meteor flew towards his face.

Kwaang!

Dan Jagang’s body was pushed backward. He was pushed down, leaving a long line on the ground, and looked down at his hands without even looking at the two.

Ttook.

Blood flowed down from his deeply cut palm and dropped to the floor. A faint smell of blood grazed his nostrils. A burning pain spread through his palm.

Dan Jagang, who had been looking at his hands for a moment, slowly raised his head and stared at the two standing before him.

“Oh, my. It seems the bishop of the world has been flustered.”

Jang Ilso wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Red blood spread across his pale, white skin.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Chung Myung’s mouth.

“What? It seems like there was no one in Magyo who would fight properly, right?”

Chung Myung sneered, bared his teeth and spoke fiercely.

“But don’t be too disheartened. You’ll understand now.”

Chung Myung raised his sword and aimed it at the bishop’s neck.

“What it really means to fight with your life on the line.”

Dan Jagang clenched his hand as if grasping his wound. Again, a fierce glow began to pour out from his eyes.

“These mayflies!”

The roaring Dan Jagang looked no different from a wounded beast.

“I will rip apart and kill you all!”

“Oh?”

A strange madness flashed through Chung Myung’s eyes as they saw the scene.

“Now… you finally seem like the bishop I knew? Hahahahah!”

Chung Myung, holding his sword in reverse, burst into a hearty laugh and shot toward Dan Jagang.