Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1868. Dying Would Be Easier. (3) ❀ ❀ ❀ “Be careful!” Yoon Jong’s shout pierced through Jo Geol’s ears. Normally, Jo Geol would have made a light joke in response to Yoon Jong’s worry. But now, there was no room for that. ‘Damn it!’ The only reason he could withstand this right now was thanks to his experience dealing with similar beings back in Hangzhou. If not for that, he might already be lying cold on the ground as a corpse. ‘Are these even human?’ It was completely different from facing normal martial artists. If he had to describe this strange sensation, it felt like going up against wild beasts with abnormally heightened strength. But there was no time to whine. “Taaah!” Jo Geol swung his sword with all his might. ‘I have to draw their attention.’ If he let up even a little, their attention would shift to the other sahyungs. And the sahyungs who hadn’t encountered these creatures in Hangzhou would be utterly unprepared and likely slaughtered. “...

Chapter 1867. Dying Would Be Easier. (2) ❀ ❀ ❀ “Huff...” The shock to his body was so great that the blood vessels in his eyes burst. His vision blurred so badly from internal bleeding behind his eyeballs that he could barely see—but even then, Cheong Myeong could clearly make it out. The Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword. His cherished weapon, symbolizing the connection between the Tang Family and Mount Hua, was embedded in Jang Ilso’s chest. The stark white blade pierced through his blood-soaked clothes. The blood of the Evil Sect’s foremost warrior ran down the edge of that razor-sharp blade. But that wasn’t all. The sensation traveling through his fingertips confirmed it—this strike had definitely been effective... However, at that moment, Jang Ilso's palm slammed into the center of Cheong Myeong’s chest like a brand. Kwaaaaang! Cheong Myeong vomited blood into the air as he was violently flung backward. “Haa...ah...” Jang Ilso let out a groan, a mix of pa...

Chapter 1866. Dying Would Be Easier. (1) ❀ ❀ ❀ Crunch! A line of blue light pierced through his body. Yoon Jong was dragged away as if pulled by something invisible. ‘Huh?’ Not even aware of what had happened to him, Yoon Jong stared up at the sky that filled his vision. ‘What is this…?’ At that moment, a terrible pain spread through his chest. His mouth opened on its own, and a strained groan burst out. Thud. Yoon Jong collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest as hot blood gushed out uncontrollably. “Sahyuuuuuung!” Jo Geol shouted and turned toward Yoon Jong. “Don’t come!” Yoon Jong abruptly lifted his head and yelled. Jo Geol, who had been about to rush over, flinched and froze in place. There wasn’t even time to gather his emotions. He quickly blocked the incoming attack from the demon. Clang! “Out of the way, you bastard!” Yoon Jong, who had barely managed to keep Jo Geol's reason from flying off, finally couldn’t hold out and slammed his he...