Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1981. Because I’m Here. (1) “Move faster! Hurry!” Jwa Gohak shouted as though screaming at them. By now, most of the evacuation had been completed. Those left behind because they hadn’t managed to escape in time were orphans without parents or siblings, or elderly people with no one to look after them. They were also the ones who were invariably sacrificed first whenever a situation like this arose. “Sahyung, there’s no room.” “Quit talking bullshit and load them up. People won’t die just because they have to ride cramped together.” “The horse won’t be able to bear the weight!” “Then you can pull it instead of the horse, can’t you?! Stop being so dramatic.” “Sahyung!” The moment his saje shouted, Jwa Gohak grabbed him by the collar and yanked him sharply toward himself instead of answering. “You stupid ink-stained bastard.” “S-sahyung……” “Do you know what the biggest problem is with someone who sits in a warm room reading books all day? You think befor...

Chapter 1980. Things Are Different from Before. (5) “Kaaaaaaaaaah!” “Waaaaaah!” At the roars coming from behind them, the disciples of Mount Hua ran in terror. Of course, until just a little while ago, they had been pushing back those Demonic Cultists charging at them. But the situation was different now. In their battered state after being beaten by Heavenly Executioner, they had no way of holding out any longer. If they were swept up by that many Demonic Cultists in their current condition, they would literally be trampled to death without even being able to squeak. “Run faster!” “We know that already!” The disciples of Mount Hua gritted their teeth and ran. “This is terrifying, seriously!” Jo Geol shouted, tears welling in his eyes. Of course, the Demonic Cultists had always looked vicious enough that one wouldn’t want to run into them in the middle of the night. Moreover, encountering them when one still had the strength to fight and encountering them when one...

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...