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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1023

Episode 1023 What did you say just now? (8)

Humans forget.

Humans who have swallowed the poison called time slowly forget everything. What he learned, what he heard, even what he experienced.

That is why humans can try again.

People who have experienced painful failures can try again because of forgetfulness, and people who have struggled with extreme pain can move forward again because they forget.

Perhaps most of the remarkable progress that humans have made may be a gift brought by ‘forgetting’.

But at this moment, everyone in the Black Demon Treasure realized painfully.

The fact that there are things in the world that should never be forgotten. What they must remember no matter what the cost… they forgot.


The extremely heterogeneous black whirlpool seemed as if it would suck deeply, even deeply, into the hearts of those who witnessed it with their own eyes.

“Uh… uh…”

I was out of breath. A thick, dense energy oppressed them. It was the pressure of being submerged in the deep sea.

The elites of the Black Ghost Treasures, even the Mangeum Great Father, who is the Orb of the Black Ghost Treasures and the greatest sword of the Four Sects, were at a loss for words in front of that horrendous sight.

‘Is this… magic?’

First, my body began to tremble as I felt a sense of crisis.

It’s not just because it’s strong. This is something different. The scene unfolding before his eyes seemed to completely deny everything he had known about martial arts.

Jeong, Sa and Sae et al. Its essence is different from any other martial arts school.

How should I express this? That uneducated person. No, that strange thing that it is not even appropriate to call it martial arts?


The noise of the swirling demon energy tearing through the air was like someone’s desperate scream.

The billowing black smoke swirled violently and enveloped the bishop on all sides like a storm. The wind blew, uprooting trees, blowing them away, and turning the ground over.

Before I could resist the energy, I had to crouch down to avoid being blown away by the wind.

But at that moment, something so strange happened that I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Among them, who were at a loss as to what to do, the two people in the lead gradually began to be sucked forward.


The warriors’ eyes widened at the gravitational force felt from the front.

The storm-like energy is clearly pushing them away. But, absurdly, my body is being pulled forward again and again. The fate of those who were unable to respond to the absurd situation and hesitated for a moment was extremely harsh.

“Uh, huh?”

The two leaders who had been forced to move forward eventually were sucked in at an incredible speed, as if they had launched themselves at the enemy with all their might.

They saw what was happening until then. A vortex of black magic energy rotated fiercely to welcome them.

It was like a dark maw.

“Ugh, wow!”

Terrible screams came from the mouths of those who sensed their fate. The storm of black magic soon voraciously engulfed their bodies.


Cut it. Tear. cut it apart

None of the words fit. If I had to express it in crude language, the word ‘divided apart’ seemed more appropriate.

The human body was too weak to withstand that enormous magical power. The body that was swept away by the storm instantly turned into a handful of blood. The red blood was wrapped in a whirlpool of black magic energy and surged upward. It seemed as if the entire sky had been dyed red.

Hood crackle.

The blood splattered on the ground. It literally rained blood.

Those who watched the whole scene with their eyes open couldn’t even breathe, and just felt the blood falling from the sky with their entire bodies.


I don’t understand what happened.

Although they were not able to gather together in a hurry and have full strength, the people gathered here were people that the Black Demon Treasure had put a lot of effort into raising. It is said that they are the elite of the elite, comparable to any sect in the world.

Those people could not even resist and were instantly reduced to a handful of blood. It was a sight they could neither understand nor accept with their common sense.

But there is no reason not to believe it. The heat of the blood flowing down their faces made it impossible for everyone here to escape from reality.

“Don’t stop it!”

I love you so much!

At that time, three black blades erupted from the black storm and cut through the body of the person who was trying to shout.


Not even feeling the sensation of his body being cut, he lowered his head and looked down at his body with a blank expression.


Long red lines began to be drawn vertically on his body.



The body, split into four pieces, falls to the floor.


A thick and dull noise rang out several times. It was the sound of a torn body hitting the ground. The eerieness of that sound could not be compared to anything I had ever heard in my life.

“Uh, uh…”

At that moment, another person floated into the air and was sucked into the storm of black magic energy.

“Ugh, wow!”

A desperate scream erupted. The person who saw the storm of demon energy coming so fiercely right in front of them screamed as if they were going to vomit blood from their neck at any moment.

But at that very moment, the storm of demonic energy that seemed to engulf his body at any moment disappeared as if it had been washed away like a lie.

Even though his life was saved for now, he couldn’t be happy. This is because a man was standing quietly in the place where the demonic energy that had been blocking his vision like a black curtain had disappeared.


Danjagang grabbed the face of the man who had been sucked in with his hands.

Wow. Crack. Wood-dud-dud-duk!

And then he slowly began to tighten his grip. His fingers penetrated the man’s face, creating five clear holes.

“Kuh…huh. Shut up…”

The person caught in Danjagang’s hand desperately clawed and grabbed the hand holding his face.

“Keu… ok. “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…”

I was so scared that my head might explode at any moment that I went crazy, and while I was moaning, I was scratching Danjagang’s arm endlessly as if I were evil.

The sight of a warrior who had mastered martial arts and an elite black demon desperately scratching his arm with his nails made the viewers feel even greater despair.

“⋯⋯To these insignificant things.”

Dan Jagang, with his face distorted, gave strength to the hand holding the man’s head.


In the end, the head broke into pieces and exploded in all directions. Her headless body crashed to the ground like a rotten straw bale and fell apart.

Every time the heart beat, which had not yet stopped, red blood spurted out from the corpse’s neck. The blood dyed Danjagang’s blood-colored clothes even more red.


Danjagang, which had trampled on the convulsing body, slowly approached the black ghost.

The blood disappeared from Mangeum Daebu’s face as he watched this entire process.

His heart, which had always remained calm, inevitably lost control at this moment and made a discordant sound.

‘What? ‘What about that monster?’

They are the elite of dark ghosts that were raised with great care. The elite of the elite, created by pouring a huge amount of time and money into it. But that monster is trampling on them as if they were pressing insects to death with their fingers.

‘How can someone like that…’

Everything is bound to be exaggerated.

Humans always add three pennies of lies to what they see. Therefore, the story that has been passed down and retold through word of mouth is often altered and distorted by the additional lies that end up becoming a completely different story from the beginning.

So, I thought that the story about the demonic cult that stained the central plains with blood a hundred years ago would not be able to escape that law.

It was thought that if there were one hundred elites of the Great God of Mangeum and the Black Demon Treasure, they could deal with even a small number of enemies at any time.

Even if the worst happens, if you take some damage, it will be enough to save yourself and plan for the future.

But he faced it.

That legend, the terrible bloody smell that emanated from a past that has now faded to the point of becoming outdated. The smell of death is so vivid that it cannot be denied.

There was not even any exaggeration in the story about the Demonic Cult.

Jerk. Jerk.

As the Danjagang gradually came closer, the elites of the Black Ghosts shouted without even realizing it.

“Stop it!”

“There is only one opponent!”

“Encircle and deal with them!”

Mangeumdaebu was frozen in place like a stone statue.

He is the one who understands everything in the world and calculates everything in the world. But the specter of the past that now appeared before my eyes was impossible to define. I didn’t know what to do.

In the meantime, those who were not even equipped to estimate the size of their opponents began to move according to their instincts. Like a praying mantis raising both front legs towards a furiously rushing cart.

Compared to the vortex of demonic energy, the current bishop looked no different from an ordinary warrior, so he rushed at him. He brought out all the power he had.

You might call it courage. However, the courage to go beyond one’s limits excessively is like foolishness.

The bishop slowly stretched out one hand towards the warriors who were screaming and running towards him.


The blade of black magic energy erupted from the fingertips with a roar, tearing the limbs of those who attacked into hundreds of pieces.


Flesh and blood poured down like rain.

Strangely enough, I didn’t feel that scared. The sense of unfamiliarity was greater than the fear. The death the bishop created was so different from the death they knew.

Jerk. Jerk.

Death dyed the earth a vivid red. The bishop walked on the land indifferently.

And at that moment, Mangeumdaebu’s frozen mouth finally opened.


Everything I’ve seen so far has led me to only one conclusion.

“Are you… the Heavenly Demon of our time?”


The moment those words fell, Danjagang’s feet, which seemed like they would never stop, came to a halt for the first time. His face, which had always been calm, also became strangely distorted for the first time.

“⋯⋯What did you say?”

“I asked if you… were the Heavenly Demon of the time.”


A laugh escaped from Danjagang’s mouth.

“ha ha ha.”



His laughter grew bigger and bigger until it reached the point of madness.

Everyone looked at him blankly with tired eyes.

Danjagang, who was laughing to the point of tears, soon coughed dryly and glared at Mangeum with a completely changed face.

“How dare someone, who is no bigger than a bug, say that bright name with his dirty mouth?”




Danjagang ground his teeth eerily and shouted with a devil-like face.

“You will die feeling the most terrible pain in the world!”

And then, with an explosion of ferocious force, it rushed straight towards Mangeumdaebu.

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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