Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1979. Things Are Different from Before. (4) Yoon Jong came to a complete stop. His gaze followed his own sword. His well-worn Plum Blossom Sword. The cold metal tip, which now felt less like something familiar and more like a part of his own body, was lodged in a place so utterly unfamiliar. “......” The result he had created. Of course, he had received help from the others, but it was undoubtedly Yoon Jong’s sword that had pierced the shoulder of the Demonic person threatening the world. What Yoon Jong felt at that fact wasn’t an overwhelming rush of emotion, but rather a brief moment of bewilderment. And before even that bewilderment had faded, “Move aside!” A grand Buddhist invocation pierced Yoon Jong’s ears. “A-mi-ta-bha!” Hye Yeon’s body was once again covered in dazzling Buddhist light, and then a powerful fist slammed into Heavenly Executioner’s solar plexus. Heavenly Executioner’s body was swept away by the intense golden fist force and flew bac...

Chapter 1978. Things Are Different from Before. (3) “Uh……” A bewildered exclamation escaped Yoon Jong’s lips. ‘What just……?’ His mind couldn’t interpret what had just happened before his eyes. A dream? A fleeting vision of his life? Or perhaps, a hallucination experienced by someone who was already dead? Of the three, one of those made more sense than what was happening now being reality. Yet the pain conveyed by his body and the vividness conveyed by his surroundings were unmistakably reaching him. This was reality, with nothing added or taken away. Yoon Jong, who had been staring blankly at the blue sky, shifted his gaze to his sword. An ordinary Plum Blossom Sword. That sword had just split Heavenly Executioner’s fist force in half. Something that couldn’t have been done with any of Mount Hua’s sword techniques or divine arts had been accomplished by nothing more than the basic technique of the Six Harmonies Sword, and not even that, but by a half-assed sword techn...

Chapter 1977. Things Are Different from Before. (2) Throb. Throb. A stabbing pain came rushing in. He knew. He knew perfectly well that it was nothing more than phantom pain. But no matter how well he knew it in his head, as long as the pain didn’t disappear, he couldn’t ignore it or deny it. Heavenly Executioner’s face twisted. The sight of his fallen enemies entered his field of vision. It was a sight he ought to have enjoyed. But his crushed pride had thoroughly trampled down the pleasure he should have felt. Those two who had inflicted wounds upon him in the war of the past that could never be healed. Was it truly coincidence that he was now tracing their traces one after another, or was this land sending him a warning? “What a ridiculous state I’ve ended up in.” Heavenly Executioner’s gaze fell upon the flying dagger embedded in the ground. The sword swung by that bastard earlier had certainly reminded him of that person’s sword from the past. Even Heavenly Exe...