Return of the Mount Hua Sect-Chapter 672

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The crowd held their breath.

They had already witnessed Mount Hua, the Sichuan Tang family, and the inhabitants of the Palaces with their own eyes. Hadn抰 they already received their answers in the earlier interview?

Yet, observing the hustle and bustle of people eagerly greeting the guests contrasted sharply with the sight of them walking in proper clothes.

It seemed as though even the breathing of the onlookers was synchronized with the measured steps of the arrivals.

揟-Tang family!

揝ichuan Tang family!

Figures in green robes emerged from behind the pavilion.

They were the rulers of Sichuan, masters of poison and assassination.

The warriors of the Tang family, who had long governed Sichuan and were renowned for their skills, now marched in a perfect line.

搮

搮Euh厰

The phrase 憀ive up to your name was coined for such situations.

Given the Sichuan Tang family抯 adherence to their ancestral principles, their numbers were not as vast as those of other sects. Thus, even for those well-versed in navigating the martial world, it was their first time witnessing so many members of the Tang family together.

Perhaps that was the reason?

Merely the sight of them was enough to drain one抯 energy.

Their green clothes, a symbol of the Tang family, billowed in the wind. As the Tang family members entered the training hall, capturing everyone抯 attention, they moved with deliberate grace to the left and right.

Gulp.

The sound of someone gulping was heard.

In a world where honesty and integrity were esteemed, these were individuals who had earned the reputation of a distinguished family through poison and assassinations. That was why everyone was so apprehensive; no one dared to disregard them.

There could be no sect more fitting than the Sichuan Tang to command the attention of all present. The aura they emitted was overwhelming.

And then,

揑-Ice Palace! The North Sea Ice Palace is also arriving!

On the other side of the road from where the Tang family came, warriors clad in pure white robes emerged, exuding fierce pressure. Everyone understood the meaning of 搉orthern winds are cold upon seeing them.

The unmarked pure white robes attracted their attention, and the intensity in their eyes was intimidating.

The King of the North Sea.

The warriors of the North Sea Ice Palace, who ruled over that barren, cold land, entered the training hall, radiating a cold aura.

The usual softness was absent from the face of Han Yi-Myung, the commander.

He had experienced both the glory and the painful times of the North Sea. Perhaps that抯 why he possessed a depth of understanding others couldn抰 fathom.

His appearance was perfectly suited to the heavy and important role of a commander in the North Sea Ice Palace.

The harsh breathing of those oppressed by their presence filled the air.

Everyone spoke of these things lightly.

Nine Great Sects. Five Great Families. Five Palaces and Five Evil Sects.

Though these names represented the powerful, in reality, there were but a handful of individuals truly considered strong.

Yet, this handful of warriors stood at the top, possessing the skill to lead the nation. Witnessing such individuals gathered in one place was an experience, especially since such gatherings had rarely occurred in the 100 years since the war against the Demonic Sect.

Those who came to witness this couldn抰 take their eyes off the North Sea Ice Palace and the Sichuan Tang family.

How could one gauge strength by mere observation? At most, what they saw might represent just 10 percent of the actual strength these groups hold.

But even with that, it was easy to see why they were gaining fame as the best.

慡o these are the people joining forces. These powerful individuals!

These were the people who had each region under their control.

Such individuals uniting under the banner of an alliance. And it was a fact already known to everyone around that this union was not born of greed.

揃east Palace!

揘anman Beast Palace is coming!

And everyone turned.

揙hh厰

揥ait厰

The warriors of Nanman Beast Palace appeared along the road from which the Sichang Tang family had come.

The faces of those from the Central Plains, previously tense, relaxed slightly upon seeing this.

There was none of the seriousness characteristic of the Tang family or the North Sea Ice Palace. They didn抰 line up properly, nor did they possess a cold demeanor.

Instead, they resembled bandits from the outside.

It felt as though he was walking with a free spirit.

But what prevented them from being dismissed as mere bandits were their faces, which radiated the confidence to handle anything.

And the number of people gathered

Everyone around that podium was the strong individuals from the Five Great Families and those who ruled the current regions.

It was nearly impossible for a single Palace to display such confidence. It was the kind of confidence that made them untouchable, unbeatable.

Therefore, no one gathered there had anything to say.

The confidence of someone without skills is merely ignorance, but confidence backed by skills is respected. Everyone was aware of the Nanman Beast Palace and their strength.

Step. Step. Step.

Entering the hall with steady steps, the Beast Palace joined the Sichuan Tang family and the North Sea Ice Palace, taking their position.

Even though their formation was unorthodox, it felt perfectly executed. It seemed they, too, understood the importance of this position.

搮Amitabha.

Byup Gae chanted in distaste.

As he sat at the head of the table, he could see the three sects stirring.

慡o different.

Who didn抰 know that the three sects there were entering into a union?

However, knowing in one抯 mind and witnessing with one抯 own eyes the three sects, which had been ruling their lands, unite as one, was a completely different experience.

揑f the Nine Sects come together, can this kind of feeling arise?

No, Byup Gae knew. Even if there were sects far stronger than these, they wouldn抰 be able to evoke the feeling he was experiencing now.

This was the difference in unity.

No matter how many groups are called under one name, they ultimately amount to nothing more than a collection with no real cohesion. They simply sit in the same place, united by mutual interests and the world抯 perception, with each side monitoring and threatening the other.

The same applied to the Five Great Families, not to mention the Five Evil Sects, and even the Five Palaces on the outskirts of the map.

But this was different.

It wasn抰 known what the future held, but at least for now, it seemed like many sects within one sect were gathering rather than multiple sects assembling in the same place.

揌eavenly Friend Alliance厰

They were not a force gathered for subjugation, nor were they joining hands for a definitive purpose. However, that very lack of a specific purpose brought them together.

The fact that people without a clear reason have come together means, conversely, that there is no particular reason for hostility.

揂nd this is not blind trust.

It wasn抰 incorrect to say that an alliance was one in which both sides were not solely focused on their profit, even though it ultimately formed one large sect. Perhaps, right now, Byup Gae was witnessing the formation of a sect known as the Heavenly Friends Alliance, rather than just an alliance.

And

The monk抯 gaze focused on one place.

Such incredible individuals, who had achieved feats other sects wouldn抰 even dream of, would now emerge from here.

Mount Hua.

Has there ever been a place in the history of Kangho that achieved such growth in such a short period?

揂bbot. Perhaps Mount Hua is much stronger than we know.

The Sichuan Tang Family.

North Sea Ice Palace.

Nanman Beast Palace.

If there was any antagonism, they would engage in it, but these were sects that wouldn抰 turn their backs on one another. The moment Mount Hua intervened, everything merged into one.

慣his, isn抰 this shocking?

The actions of Mount Hua had been commendable; their efforts had overshadowed others in how they united the sects.

搮wonder.

揥hen he saw it with his own eyes, it was more powerful than he had anticipated.

揢mm. Surely厰

Faintly uncomfortable voices emerged from those sitting at the head of the table.

Everyone was trying to maintain their composure since they couldn抰 afford to lose control in such a gathering. Still, after witnessing the events in the alliance firsthand, it seemed like they couldn抰 contain their anger any longer.

揌aha. They say it抯 something to witness only if one has lived a long time, but Mount Hua is?

搮it might be a good thing that Southern Edge is out there, behind the doors. If they had seen this, they would have been sick to their stomach for three days.

揌ow can it be for just three days?

No one would feel threatened by someone who poses no threat to them.

The fact that their voices were raised in alarm meant that this scene was perceived as a threat. And this was none other than by the Nine Great Sects and Five Great Clans.

慒rom today, no one in the world will dare to ignore Mount Hua.

Such a movement had been in existence for a long time, but it all became clear right now.

There could be people who wouldn抰 accept the strength of Mount Hua, but there is no way they would look down on Mount Hua of the Heavenly Friends Alliance.

There was no way that anyone could ignore a sect to which the Sichuan Tang family conceded the leadership position, and the two palaces showed respect. This was impossible, even for Shaolin.

揂mitabha?

Byup Gae had come to harbor unavoidable expectations.

Of course, his feelings about Mount Hua hadn抰 changed. But it was true that Mount Hua was the main character of the event. So naturally, he was curious about what they would look like.

His eyes turned to where Mount Hua would come from.

He was expecting a lot.

His expectations were swelling.

Becoming bloated, even.

But

搮why aren抰 they coming?

揜ight.

揥hat? Are they deliberately taking their time to come?

It was time for them to walk out, but oddly, the Mount Hua sect wasn抰 making any attempt to come yet.

揟hey seem to be taking it easy厰

It can be said that it was customary for an event to take the right time to build anticipation and then get it done, but this went beyond that.

As Byup Gae looked around with a frown, wondering what had happened, a sharp voice reached his ears.

It was a small sound that only the skilled could hear; it had to be

揧-You bastard! Are you coming late even on this day! Die! Just die there, you bastard!

揢gh, what a great day to die.

揂hhhh!

揝asuk, be patient. Not today!

揥e have to get out there now! Hurry up!

The face of Byup Gae distorted.

搮what厰

He was a bit shocked and coughed a couple of times to clear his throat. At that time, the crowd began to stir around.

揟hey are coming!

揗ount Hua!

揗ount Hua is coming! Mount Hua!

The entire place was filled with cheers.

Even those sitting at the head of the table were shocked by the cheers that began to come.

揘o, there is no need to go to this extent厰

The reaction was a lot different from the three sects that came before.

It was a situation that clearly showed how Mount Hua was being accepted in the world. The pale faces of the elders under the Nine Great Sects and Five Great Families turned bland. And before they had time to adjust their faces, Mount Hua抯 disciples appeared from behind the pavilion.

People were shouting and cheering passionately. The plum blossom pattern, fluttering wildly, was engraved on the pavilion.

Finally, the disciples of Mount Hua, all dressed in black, walked with confident looks and determination.

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