Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1065

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Episode 1065 Is this how you do it? (5)

My thoughts gradually faded away.

I wasn’t scared or scared. The thought just disappeared from my head the moment I faced the deadly force unleashed by the thousand-year-old.

A life that turns everything they have experienced and overcome so far into a joke. Everything living stopped breathing in front of that terrible intimidation.

Ritual murder.

It was a moment when I was forced to understand why it was said that people can kill through will alone.

Thousand-year-old eyes, reminiscent of the cold North Sea wind, carefully scanned everyone remaining there.

It feels as if someone with terrible malice is holding an extremely sharp knife to my throat. The feeling of pressure as if a blade would immediately dig into my neck the moment I lifted a single finger. A thousand-year-old voice that seemed to be chanting was heard in the ears of those who did not know what to do in front of him.

“Volcano… yes. It’s a volcano. “It still maintains its reputation well.”

Just from that reaction, it was clear that the new bishop had a bitter grudge against the volcano.

And the result of resentment… anyone could have predicted.

Cheongmyeong and Jang Il-so, who have already become rags from fighting Dan Ja-gang, will never be able to handle that bishop. And if it is impossible for those two people, it is impossible for anyone here.

There is only one way left. Run away.

It is better to survive even if it means showing your back than to fight pointlessly against an enemy that is impossible to fight. Isn’t that what Huashan had emphasized to his disciples countless times?

But…

‘Is it really possible?’

Running against that bishop?

It is even more impossible to try something without even connecting thoughts. All they could do was not to sit there and throw away. But how can you run away from someone like that?

But it was right then.

Under extreme pressure, someone began to move. Someone who is not Cheongmyeong, Baekcheon, or even Jang Ilso.

Jerk. Jerk.

All eyes were focused on the man’s back as he walked forward through the frozen crowd.

Not very wide back.

One sleeve fluttering awkwardly.

“Sa, Sa-suk…”

A voice as if in pain came out of Baek-cheon’s mouth. His private friend, Ungeom, took action alone.

Baekcheon swallowed dry saliva without realizing it.

‘Sasook, the Ungum!’

How could that be possible? It’s hard to keep from losing your mind in the face of this terrible life, so how on earth can you move like that?

Baekcheon looked at Ungeom with an emotion close to shock.

Ungeom finally took the last step and stood facing Cheonsal. He trembled for a moment, as if it was difficult to keep his body upright, and then opened his mouth in a suppressed voice.

“Great…volcanic wave.”

Those standing behind couldn’t see Ungeom’s expression. All they can see is Ungeom’s slightly trembling shoulders and voice. Even with empty words, it cannot be said that he was very confident.

But who would dare to cut that back? The back of Ungeom, who stood alone facing Cheonsal, looked even more impressive than the Cheonsal standing in front of him. At least in the eyes of Hwasan disciples.

“…My greatest disciple is Ungeom.”

Cheonsal remained silent and just glared at Ungeom with cold eyes. At that moment, the extreme pressure that was weighing down the others eased. But that means greater pressure is beginning to be placed on Ungeom.

But Ungeom continued speaking.

“…Do you have any business in the volcano?”

“under…?”

Cheonsal laughed as if it was absurd.

Of course, they may not know what happened between Hwasan and Demon Bridge in the past. But even taking that into account, isn’t this question too much of a violation of common sense?

They had been waging war with the Demon Cult a while ago and drove Dan Jagang, the Bishop of the Demon Cult, to the brink of death. But now you’re asking Cheonsal about his business.

“Hahahaha.”

Cheonsal ended up laughing out loud.

“It’s business…”

Then he suddenly erased his smile and asked coldly, glaring at Ungeom.

“Then what do you plan to do?”

“….”

“If I had decided to kill you all right here and now, would you even try to stop me, descendant of the volcano?”

“….”

“With that feeble ability?”

Cheonsal slowly shook his head as if to emphasize it.

“It is absurd. You may have had the name of a volcano, but you had none of its power. Compared to those who were enemies but had no choice but to respect, you are now as little as a bug. “Still, do you dare stand in front of me?”

At that moment, the incredible killing power that was released from Cheon-sal was completely fired at Ungeom.

“Are you the one who inherited nothing except the two letters ‘volcano’?”

“Cough!”

Black blood poured out from Ungeom’s mouth. His life, which cannot even be described as terrible, shook his entire energy.

Ungeom, who suffered internal injuries just by killing himself, coughed up black blood several times before wiping his mouth with his remaining arm.

“…It seems there was a misunderstanding.”

Although his face was pale due to internal injuries, Ungeom’s expression seemed a little more relaxed than before.

“I also know my subject. “I don’t dream of that.”

“Then why did you dare stand in front of me?”

“…I’m sure you understand since you are also a person on top.”

“hmm?”

Ungeom laughed weakly.

“Even if you lack ability, if there are people who follow you… you should at least die first.”

Ungeom grabbed the sword on his waist. His hands no longer trembled.

“As you said, in your opinion, my abilities may not be as good as that of a bug. However, people can also die from insect bites. “If we’re lucky, we might be able to save at least one more person, right?”

Cheon-sal’s eyes narrowed.

“Is your life worth that much?”

“Only…?”

Ungeom smiled, showing his teeth. The expression was infinitely bright, but the blood-soaked teeth gave off a strangely creepy look.

“Is there anything more valuable than that?”

Cheonsal remained silent for a moment and looked at the Ungeom with interest.

You can tell just by looking. The only thing the author can do right now is to endure in front of him. But it never backs down. It’s literally breaking my heart and I’m standing still.

Cheonsal slowly shook his head.

“I guess I didn’t just inherit that name.”

Cheonsal took his gaze away from Ungeom and looked at the distant sky. As if recalling old memories from long ago.

“Even if a hundred years have passed and even if it has lost its power, a volcano is a volcano…”

The thousand-year-old’s expression instantly relaxed. At the same time, the terrible feeling that seemed like it would spread everywhere at any moment also disappeared as if it had been washed away.

“I got excited for a moment.”

Everyone looked at Cheonsal with suspicious faces. Cheonsal slowly shook his head and said.

“There is no need to look at it with those eyes. “I will not harm you here today.”

“….”

“Of course, don’t misunderstand. The religion has no tolerance for base non-believers. In particular, my honest feelings are that those who use the two letters ‘volcano’ do not want to leave even a single ant baby alive. “One…”

Cheonsal glanced elsewhere. The ashes of Danja River were scattered there.

“Everyone has a position.”

“….”

“Erasing traces of the volcano from the world is an unavoidable duty given to me, but taking over what an apostate was trying to do is something I must avoid as a believer. So you will not die. “At least here today.”

“Cluck cluck cluck.”

At that moment, a quiet laugh erupted.

The thousand-year-old’s eyes naturally turned to the place where the sound of laughter was coming from. A man dressed in a flashy outfit was covering his mouth as if he could not bear it.

As Cheon-sal stared at him silently, Jang Il-so waved his hand.

“Ah, I’m sorry. “You are speaking seriously.”

“….”

“But I’m a bit of a twisted person. “It’s hard to hold back laughter when someone acts like their life is in their hands.”

Cheon-sal looked at Jang Il-so with narrowed eyes and shook his head.

“The midfield has also changed a lot.”

“….”

“Yes, it’s worth the time. “A hundred years have already passed, so it must have been enough for us to be forgotten.”

Cheonsal slowly looked around.

A land that is extremely cruel. Although there was little left of the land, he could clearly feel the energy of death encroaching on this place.

A city has disappeared. All the lives that existed within it disappeared. But…

“Don’t think that this is all. “What you have seen is only a fragment of the power of the religion.”

“….”

“You will find out. Even if you don’t want to remember it, you will remember it. “Unbelievers in the central plains.”

At that moment, an indescribable solemnity bloomed on Cheonsal’s face.

“He will return soon.”

Everyone’s hearts sank.

Is there anyone here who would not understand who the ‘him’ that came out of that mouth meant? Among those who are members of the Demonic Cult, there is only one person in the world who can make the so-called bishop so devout.

“Then you will meet. Results that have already been decided. “A fate that can never be avoided.”

Cheonsal turned around.

“Until then… enjoy the remaining time you have been given. “There won’t be much left.”

Cheonsal walked indifferently. No, I tried to move it.

What held him back was the pitchless voice that penetrated his ear.

“I guess that’s not it.”

Cheonsal stopped walking and glanced back, leaving his body where it was. A young Hwasan swordsman who had not yet shed his youthful appearance was seen.

Cheongmyeong spoke softly.

“It’s not that they don’t kill, it’s that they can’t be killed. it is not so?”

“….”

“What should I do with this?”

The mocking voice seemed to pierce the heart of a thousand years old.

“You never know. Among the people here that the rampaging bastards killed because you failed to control them properly… there could have been that proud Heavenly Demon bastard. yes?”

“This….”

Wood-dud-dud!

Cheonsal ground his teeth. In an instant, blood appeared in both eyes. It wasn’t because he raised his magic power and released a blood glow. The blood vessels in both eyes burst out due to pure blood flow.

“Hahahahaha!”

Cheongmyeong saw that and laughed like a madman.

“Are you angry?”

“…You bastard….”

“Then what are you going to do? Are you trying to kill me?”

Everyone could clearly feel the great anger that Cheonsal was emitting. However, unlike before, his anger did not lead to hostility towards them.

“no. “You can’t do it?”

Cheongmyeong sneered crookedly.

“I.”

“Hey….”

“It might be a thousand miles, right? is not it?”

“Noooooooom!”

A scream was poured out, a mixture of bitter resentment and resentment that reeked of terrible evil. Red blood flowed from the corner of the thousand-year-old’s eyes.

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Return of the Blossoming Blade

Return of the Blossoming Blade

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The Novel Return of the Blossoming Blade, also known as Return of the Mount Hua Sect (화산귀환). This novel is fully machine translated. If you are confused about reading MTL, you can read it here daotranslate.com

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