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Chapter 971

“Hold on!”

Venom filled Nangungmyeong’s eyes.

The island is large. And there are too many enemies here.

That situation actually acted as a negative factor for the Namgung family.

From the enemy’s perspective, the enemy pushing into the island is too strong. It doesn’t matter whether it’s because of true skill or because the momentum was suppressed. Because it is true that we are being pushed back.

However, compared to that, the survivors of the Namgung family are relatively easy to deal with.

The enemy, who did not dare to go to deal with Hwasan and Tang family who were rushing to the island, rushed towards Namgung family like wolves trying to finish off a wounded deer.

However, King Namgung did not suffer gently either.

Even before the volcano arrived, I fought like I was risking my life, but now that I have reached hope right in front of me, I have new vitality.

“Hold on! Lord Soga is coming!”

Namgung-myeong shouted as if he was coughing up blood. There was a bright blue venom in the eyes of her Namgung Sega swordsmen.

I have already seen with my own eyes how Sogaju landed on this island again. If she wanted to survive alone, she would have done anything she could, but Namgung also came back here with them. With the sword held tightly in her hand.

Only to save the lives of those on this island.

But how dare you say that you are having a hard time in front of such a small family owner? Regardless of Namgung’s name, the pride of the sword bearer did not allow it.

Namgung’s sword changes.

The swords of those who had used evil to kill even one more person at the risk of defeating Donggwijin began to transform into swords solely used for defense to protect themselves.

Because I believe it.

Because I believe that as long as they hold out right here, Hwasan, Dangga, and Nangungdowi will save them.

Those who walk the path of martial arts sometimes feel the moment when the spirit transcends the body. The current Namgung inspectors were exactly like that. The body had long since surpassed its limits, but the spirit forced the body to confront the enemy.

And there was another thing that gave them strength.

Love it!

Numerous reflections as thin as hair rose into the air. The reflections that had soared high in the sky all changed direction and poured down.


A desperate scream came from the mouths of the enemies.

A sect that unleashes its power when an ‘enemy’ exists.

Extreme poisons and deadly memorizations that cannot be used in bimu were exposed to the sunlight for the first time in a hundred years by an enemy called Surochae.

Love it!

A phantom-like rain path narrowly passed over Baekcheon’s head. Bido pierced the forehead of the enemy who was blocking his path and flew behind Baekcheon in a large arc.

‘It’s so damn reassuring!’

Baekcheon held his sword tightly.

Of course, there are people behind him with swords protecting him, but this was a different feeling.

Anytime, anywhere, there is someone to help him without being bound by the constraints of distance.

That fact made Baekcheon take at least half a step further.


Baekcheon rushed forward, scattering dust, and calmed his eyes as he looked at the enemies blocking his path with frightened faces.

‘If you fight with eyes like this!’


His sword swung diagonally like a beam of light.

“That damned bastard swears for three days!”

The tip of Baekcheon’s sword, which had cut off the incoming harpoon’s enemies, spun again. And soon dozens of plum blossoms bloomed.

The harpoons that flew at him in the form of javelins were blocked by blooming plum blossoms and bounced in all directions.



The moment he thrust his sword forward, the flowers that had bloomed scattered and swept away the enemies ahead.

The plum blossom sword of volcanoes.

Hundreds of flower petals, which could not even be distinguished as real or fake, were fluttering as if riding the strong wind blowing over Maehwado Island and were rushing towards the enemy.

In front of me, black petals so vivid that I couldn’t believe my eyes, and from above my head, feather-like needles were pouring down like rain. To make matters worse, the word “make matters worse” should be used in times like these.


“Save me, save me!”

The moment the desperate screams of the enemies rang out, the swordsmen of Hwasan who were following Baekcheon all rushed forward and swung their swords.

There is only one way to clear the way to Namgung.

And in the midst of it all, Nangong Daowi struggled and grabbed his sword tightly.

‘Me too…’

Something needs to be done.

He is the head of the southern palace. You can’t just sit here and watch their activities!


‘What should I do?’

These are so strong. And they are moving as if they are one body. In this perfect flow, Nangong Daowi is nothing more than a foreign body. The moment he steps forward, he will never move at the same speed as he does now.

So what should we do?

‘What am I supposed to do?’

Still, should we jump in and protect Namgoong’s pride? Or should we give up our pride and give priority to saving the Namgung family?

Of course it is the latter.

Is it really right for him, who can’t perform even half of his ability due to injury, to stand in front out of pride?


Nangong Daowi looked blankly at the survivors in the distance with empty eyes.

‘Is this right.’

It was at that moment when the strength seemed to slip out of his hand holding the sword.


Someone strongly grabbed Nangong Daowi’s shoulder.

He was startled and turned around to see Cheongmyeong with a scary face.



I’m sure I was busy trying to deal with those ships, but when did I arrive at Maehwa Island?

Cheongmyeong distorted his face and urged Namgung Dowi.

“What are you doing here?”

“Well, I…”

Cheongmyeong scolded as if he knew what Namgung Dowi was thinking just by looking at his expression.

“You idiot!”

Nangong Daowi had never heard such harsh swear words in his life. She could tell nonetheless. This isn’t just an attempt to make him angry, it’s a sincere insult. His shoulders suddenly shrank.

Cheongmyeong shouted again.


Cheongmyeong’s hand, holding his shoulder, strongly pushed Nangong Daowi.

“Dojo! I am!”

“I know, you bastard! “Is there anyone here who doesn’t know that you are a burden now?”

Namgung Dowi bit his lip at that scathing shout. The hand pushing her shoulder became stronger, and naturally, Namgung and Wi had no choice but to increase their speed.

“Listen carefully!”


“What is needed for someone who can stand in front is not skill.”

Cheongmyeong’s voice penetrated clearly into my ears.

“It’s a qualification!”


Cheongmyeong looked at the Namgung family with cold gaze. Nangong deserves to be saved, and Nangong Dowi also deserves to stand in front.

Then what he must do is very clear.

“Then you clear the road!”

At that moment, a reassuring voice like no other in the world intervened.

“I have your back!”

Tanggunak’s secret sword flew past Nangungdaowi’s head and landed in the chest of the enemy in front.


At the signal of Cheongmyeong’s cry, Namgung Dowi turned around, kicked the ground, and rushed forward.

It was strange.

The moment he rushed forward, each and every one of those who passed by him gave him a strong look.

As if he had been waiting for this moment.

And those looks were enough to make Namgung Do-wi, who was suffering from injuries, muster up his last strength.


White sword energy was charged from the tip of Nangung Daowi’s sword, which passed Baekcheon and rushed forward.


Emperor sword type!

The sword of the emperor only for moving forward and forward. His sword is a sword to crush enemies and protect those who follow!

The heart that Emperor Namgung realized at the end was passed on to his son. The future generations carry on what the predecessors achieved. Isn’t that what families exist for?

“Get out of the way!”


White sword energy erupted from the sword that was held vertically. The enemy could not even resist and were swept away.


A watery voice burst out from Namgoongmyeong’s mouth.

The fact that a sword that only Namgung’s immediate descendants could master was seen here had so much meaning.

I still don’t dare compare it to Emperor Nangong, but that is definitely the sword of an emperor! It was a pure white sword, like the symbol of the Namgung family.


Nangung Dowi’s body lurched forward for an instant.

Because I was exerting too much strength, my vision was getting dizzyingly far away, and my legs were shaking as if I was going to fall over at any moment.

“Lord, kill me!”

The enemy took advantage of that opportunity and came swinging their swords. Because showing weakness on the battlefield means death!



At that moment, a black seal rose above Nangung Dowi’s head.

“Woe, Hwasan Sword Association!”

The faces of those who recognized him instantly turned pale.


Dozens of red sword energy poured out from the sword that Cheongmyeong wielded. And he accurately pierced the necks of those who attacked Namgung Dowi.

The enemies could not even scream and fell down with the same momentum they had been running towards.

Cheongmyeong landed right next to Namgung Dowi and lifted him up by grabbing his shoulders. However, before he could even put strength into his hand, Namgungdowi lifted his head and controlled his body with his own strength.


With the sound of a sharp stomp, Nangong Daowi’s sword once again emitted a white flash.

There are people out there waiting for him.

So at least…

‘You can’t talk nonsense about how difficult it is!’


Nangong Daowi, sprayed with sword energy once more, staggered and walked forward. He plunges his sword into the neck of the person approaching him, and somehow manages to get up from his body, which looks like it is about to fall, on the ground.


I could never take this step alone. He would never have been able to stand up to those who stopped him.


At least at this moment he is not alone. I feel it. Someone watching his back. Who is waiting for him to move on!

‘in action!’

Blood was pouring out of his nose and mouth, but Nangong Daowi’s eyes held a firmer will.

“I am!”

A blood-curdling cry came out of my mouth.

“He is the head of the Namgung family!”

Nangung Daowi’s sword, which threw itself at the enemies blocking the path, created a flickering halo of light.

A faintly shining sword as if it would go out at any moment.

However, the sword energy never went out and collided with the enemy’s harpoon.


The sword energy that was supposed to cut down and destroy the enemy was hit by the harpoon and bounced off helplessly.


A sad exclamation flowed from Namgung Dowi’s mouth. But then.

“Good job, kid.”

An explosive sword energy poured out from behind his back. The red sword energy emitted forward instantly spread in all directions and soon drew a vivid red plum blossom.

The plum blossoms began to swirl like a storm, sweeping away the enemies ahead. Numerous screams as their lives were cut off echoed through the air.

And Namgung Dowi saw it.

A clear path opens between the enemies that were blocking him and the Namgung family.

No more thinking was needed.


Nangung Dowi gritted his teeth and kicked the ground.

Toward that path, the path he must take!

The gaze of Namgung Do-wi, who ran along the path carved out with blood, met the gaze of someone looking at him.


At Namgungmyeong’s watery shout, Nangungdowi fell into his arms with a white smile.


Namgungmyeong hugged Namgung Dowi with all his might.

“Well done, really… Well done! Sogaju… no.”

He bit his lip and corrected himself again.

“house owner.”

As if the emotional reunion was completely stranger, Cheongmyeong passed by the two and immediately struck off one of the heads of the helpless enemy. And he shouted.

“Knock them all down and kill them!”


The swordsmen of Hwasan finally reached Namgung and began to sweep away the enemies with a fierce force.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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