Chapter 1320: Have You Ever Seen Hell? (Part 5)

"Sasuk! Watch your back...!"

"I got it!"

"The rear is collapsing, Sasuk!"

"I know!"

Jo Gol, who shouted in confusion, flinched at Baek Cheon's yell.

Baek Cheon, amidst the chaos, unfolded his sword without a single tremor.

Swish!

The sword energy pouring from the tip of the sword swept away the enemies in front of them at once.

"Aaaargh!"

The members of the Evil Tyrant Alliance, momentarily distracted by the overwhelming scene unfolding behind them, were mercilessly swept away by Baek Cheon's sword energy, screaming in terror.

"Push forward!"

"But...!"

"Shut up and focus on the front!"

Baek Cheon sternly ordered.

Jo Gol's sword shook slightly.

"If we can't break through, we'll all die! Saving one or two more people won't make a difference!"

After hearing Baek Cheon's words, a determined light appeared in Jo Gol's eyes.

"Aaargh!"

Swoosh!

The swift sword pierced through those who were hesitating to retreat, one after another.

"Aaargh!"

Thud!

It struck the ground forcefully.

Jo Gol's sword created dozens of sword shadows simultaneously, shooting fiercely towards the enemies as if to fill the canyon.

At a moment that Jo Gol seemed somewhat excited, Yoon Jong, like a ghost, leaped over him and rushed forward.

His sword pushed back those who were retreating.

Baek Cheon had prepared them for this.

"If you're worried about the rear, use all your strength to open a path! That's the only way we can save everyone!"

"Yes, Sasuk!"

Yoon Jong and Jo Gol increased their momentum and charged forward.

"Get out of the way, you bastards!"

A formidable force.

It felt like passing through a canyon with no obstacles.

But even that speed felt painfully slow to them now.

Their hearts were already leading them forward, so it was natural.

Baek Cheon unconsciously tried to turn his head back, but he desperately stopped himself.

'Don't look back!'

He wanted to run back right now.

But what he needed to do was clear.

Trying to solve everything on his own was greed and arrogance.

'I'll leave the rear to others!'

Baek Cheon forcefully pushed his sword, conveying his determination to leave the rear to others.

Even without looking, he could imagine it.

What those struggling behind him were seeing.

The small figure standing in front of them. The small figure that would surely be steadfastly protecting everyone.

"Don't just stand there staring blankly, follow along!"

At Baek Cheon's shout, the disciples of Southern Island were startled and snapped out of their daze.

"Quickly!"

Soon, the Southern Island Sect's disciples gritted their teeth and started running with all their might along the path opened by Jo Gol and Yoon Jong.

* * *

Chung Myung's cold, piercing gaze settled on the Myriad Man Manor members, applying pressure.

Perhaps because of this, even the frenzied Myriad Man Manor disciples could only growl and couldn't easily rush towards Chung Myung.

Chung Myung observed them and spoke.

"Nokrim King."

"Yes."

"Send the elders to the back."

"Understood."

"And that collapsed octopus head too."

"....Alright."

However, even after responding, Im Sobyeong didn't move for a moment.

He just stared fixedly at the back of Chung Myung's head with a stiff face.

"Why...?"

Feeling that gaze, Chung Myung chuckled softly.

"Why, thinking I might die here?"

"...It's not that, but...."

"Ah, I see. I'm someone who knows how precious my life is."

"...."

"And there's no need to prepare for hell to go against those guys. Just...."

Chung Myung's words trailed off for a moment, and he smirked.

Only one regret remained.

"Tang Pae."

At Chung Myung's call, Tang Pae raised his head, startled.

Tang Pae's face was as pale as a sheet.

He knew very well what he had done.

The criticisms of others could be endured no matter how much.

But if he heard the words 'it's okay' from Chung Myung's mouth, he felt like he would truly crumble.

In the end, that would be the limit of the Tang Family.

Please, don't let only those miserable words come out, Tang Pae hoped.

At that moment, Chung Myung reached out his hand.

Swish!

Something was pulled out at a fierce speed from the pile of bodies.

Chung Myung caught it and casually threw it towards Tang Pae behind him.

"What...?"

Tang Pae, who received it unexpectedly, looked down at what was in his hand.

What Chung Myung handed him were the unused daggers during the intense battle.

"Stay behind me."

"...Yes?"

"Protect my back."

With those surprising words, Tang Pae's eyes slowly widened.

So, right now....

"Why? Can't you do it?"

"Oh, no! I still have the energy!"

He didn't dare to throw the venomous needles, but he could throw the daggers as much as he wanted.

As long as he didn't use the Poison Needle Technique, the consumption of inner energy was minimal for daggers, wasn't that the advantage of daggers?

"But I..."

Could he be of any help to Chung Myung in this situation?

He couldn't spit out that question and swallowed it back.

But Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders as if he guessed what Tang Pae had swallowed.

And said indifferently.

"It's better than nothing. Right now, I need something familiar."   [（ｉДｉ）]

Something Familiar?

Tang Pae couldn't understand.

Chung Myung continued.

"Don't worry. She'll fill in the gaps."

"Huh? What...?"

Fortunately, the answer to this question was quickly evident.

Softly, Tang Pae heard a very small sound of footsteps beside him.

When he turned around, Yoo Iseol stood there with a cold expression, as if indicating that this was where she should have been from the beginning.

Yoo Iseol spoke curtly.

"Don't step forward."

"...Yes?"

Tang Pae questioned at the sudden remark.

Yoo Iseol answered briefly.

"Because I'm already in front."

Tang Pae slowly nodded his head.

His role was to suppress with daggers.

So, if he went too far beyond his role, he would only be a hindrance.

While Tang Pae understood Yoo Iseol's words well, he had no intention of being moderate.

His eyes were filled with determination.

He strengthened his grip on the daggers in his hand.

'I'm going all out.'

That was the least he could do for those who believed in him!

"Move!"

Only then did Im Sobyeong start leading the elders with relief.

Some elders tried to step back, spilling blood, but Im Sobyeong sternly shouted.

"Whether you die going there or die here, it's the same! Move, right now!"

The elders ran forward.

Even though high inner energy could withstand it, they didn't know when they might suddenly collapse.

However, they still had to move.

Because they were alive.

Because they hadn't died yet.

They had to struggle until the moment they collapsed from exhaustion.

Im Sobyeong, trembling, looked back while supporting the exhausted Hye Yeon on his back.

"I'm going first! Don't be late, follow me!"

"Don't nag."

When Chung Myung spoke indifferently, Im Sobyeong shot him a fierce look and moved away.

Now, only Yoo Iseol and Tang Pae remained behind Chung Myung. Chung Myung chuckled at the strange feeling.

'Honestly, it's not such a familiar situation.'

He had broken through countless times, but it seemed that retreating while buying time like this didn't quite suit his temperament.

"Being an adult is tiring."

"You're still young."

"Yeah, yeah."

Unlike his teasing tone, there was no hint of laughter on Chung Myung's face.

The reason the enemies hadn't completely overwhelmed them was simple.

As long as they didn't have the leisure to use poison, it was more advantageous to wait while buying time until the poison became severe. [not sure]

Ho Gakmyung knew this fact and refrained from issuing a command.

But now, no more.

"Now..."

Chung Myung slowly lifted one foot.

This confrontation couldn't last forever.

If that was the case, there was no need to drag it out.

Chung Myung knows when a beast, which had not previously rushed toward its prey, reveals its true nature.

"Let's begin."

The moment when the foot is placed backward rather than forwards, clearly in the direction of retreat.

"Kraaaaaaaaaack!"

As if the tightly pulled leash had snapped, the Myriad Man Manor members, who had been lowering their stances, suddenly rushed toward Chung Myung with heated momentum.

As if something forcibly pressed and suddenly burst, an immense murderous intent covered Chung Myung.

In that creepy, murderous energy, the corners of Chung Myung's mouth rose.

He poured all his inner energy into the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword.

The muscles of the arm holding the sword tensed, and blood fiercely circulated throughout his body.

The Myriad Man Manor members wielded their swords menacingly.

Three in front and two above!

The swords flying simultaneously upwards and downwards resembled the open mouth of a giant monster.

Chung Myung's sword was pulled back as far as possible. Then, at the moment when the sword, resembling the mouth of a monster, seemed about to bite Chung Myung.

"Paah!"

The sword shot out at a speed that could be described more as shooting an arrow than throwing a sword.

In an instant, the shining sword of Chung Myung pierced the necks of the five Myriad Man Manor members rushing towards him.

Bam!

At the same time, his foot pounded the ground.

He didn't move forward; instead, Tang Pae, Yoo Iseol, and Chung Myung retreated quickly.

Seeing the three retreating through the bodies of their fallen comrades, the eyes of the Myriad Man Manor members were filled with madness.

"Chase them!"

Even if the opponent is strong, even if the path you are pursuing ultimately leads to death, chasing a fleeing opponent inevitably boosts morale.

The fact that they were chasing after a powerful swordsman was enough to ignite the cruelty possessed by the Myriad Man Manor members.

"Kraaaaaaaaaack!"

The Myriad Man Manor members, roaring like beasts, almost ran like four-legged creatures, trampling over those who had not yet breathed their last. However, those who ran didn't pay attention, stepping on their comrades.

They just focused on chasing after Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword.

Whooooosh.

Tang Pae's flying dagger pierced the forehead of the one rushing from the front.

"Get out of the way!"

The sword that flew from behind split the waist of the one struggling in mid-air.

They cleared away the upper bodies of their severed comrades while rushing at Chung Myung, showing a nauseating ferocity and murderousness.

"Aaargh!"

A sword, carrying the force to split the world in two, descended straight towards Chung Myung's head.

An attack that completely abandoned the concept of defense.

It was a relentless strike that didn't consider the consequences, encapsulated in a single swing.

Clang.

Chung Myung's sword pierced through the neck of the Myriad Man Manor member, protruding out from the back.

However, the already-momentum-driven blade didn't stop but accelerated further, descending towards Chung Myung's head.

Thud.

Chung Myung lightly pushed the ground with his foot.

But then, a fierce gust, laden with pressure, passed just inches in front of Chung Myung's face.

The front of his hair fluttered in the gust.

A creepy sensation, as if his skin had been scraped by rough saw teeth, followed.

Although no part of the blade actually touched his body, the feeling of malice and force carried in the air seemed to pierce into his body.

Feeling the eerie yet familiar sensation throughout his body, Chung Myung twisted the inserted sword without hesitation.

Splatter!

As he infused more internal energy, the pierced neck burst open, and the detached head soared upward.

Hot blood splattered into the air.

It was as if this explosion heralded the beginning of a fierce battle.