Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 521

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Chapter 521
At those words, I felt a slight pang of disappointment.
“I’m just struggling to survive, but everyone asks me the same thing. Hearing it from the Hyeolseon-gyo makes it feel strange. But you’re right. Since Hyeongyeong’s Poison is mixed with the Five Elements Divine Art, I can’t control it properly either.”
“You madman. You will die!”
“Perhaps I will, perhaps I won’t.”
I smiled faintly.
“But if I stop you, the casualties will decrease. Isn’t it worth attempting?”
I began to slowly extend my uninjured right hand.
Geumcheon-gun gripped the great sword with both hands.
Moreover, since our inner energies were currently clashing, he couldn’t release his grip, and he was already straining with all his might just to block the poison I had unleashed.
That’s why Geumcheon-gun was shocked.
That hand.
The hand approaching slowly.
How was such a thing possible?
Could it be? Was his control and regulation of qi really that exquisite? He himself couldn’t even remove his hands from the great sword.
It made no sense!
Witnessing this miraculous display, Geumcheon-gun actually laughed beneath his mask.
“Hahaha! Truly, you are Banson’s seed!”
Seeing such madness-filled laughter, I simply brought my palm to Geumcheon-gun’s solar plexus.
“If you don’t die from this strike, perhaps you might have a chance after all.”
The young man’s expression was stained with anger and sorrow.
Yet his lips still smiled, making it truly bizarre.
Taiji Divine Fist.
Taiji Break.
The divine technique and absolute skill once transmitted by Gwon Je manifested through my hand.
True to its name, Taiji Break—a killing technique that shatters and destroys all things.
That force was two energies colliding and rotating repeatedly, and the extreme destructive power it created would pulverize even protective qi.
Truly a killing move.
The resolve to end a life.
Boom!
Blood flowed from beneath Geumcheon-gun’s mask.
The formidable qi clinging to the great sword scattered in an instant, and it was crushed by my hand.
“Kugh!”
Geumcheon-gun fell to his knees.
Yet strangely, only Geumcheon-gun’s mask flew upward into the sky.
Oddly, a voice echoed from the mask.
[As expected, Ilgwang, beyond imagination!]
I immediately fired an energy projectile with Finger Flick Heaven Piercing, but strangely it passed through the mask.
It seemed as though it were made of spirit itself.
Geumcheon-gun laughed, intoxicated with madness, as if my desperate struggle was amusing.
[Useless. I am a spirit form. Hmph, how humiliating. To think they dared use the Divorce Technique on me. I had hoped for a joyful reunion with my sister after so long, but it cannot be helped. Still, it matters not. I shall inhabit another body….]
In that instant.
Crack!
A blood-soaked hand seized the mask.
Normally, it should have passed through this time as well, yet the hand refused to release it, grasping the mask with unwavering grip.
[Kwaaaaagh! What is this!]
The hand holding the mask began to burn.
Even amid the agony of the flames, the hand never released the mask.
“I have you, younger sister.”
Geumcheon-gun unleashed his sorcerous power. Yet Samjeolchuho chanted a mantra, sacrificing her own lifespan to maintain her grip on the mask.
“How did you manage to intercept me?”
“The moment your Hyeongyeong Jimdok detonated, Geumgwang Seongmo retreated. Thanks to that opening, I was able to break through.”
[Geumgwang Seongmo! How dare you abandon me! Geumgwang Seongmoooooo!]
The voice, drenched in madness, split into two distinct tones.
Samjeolchuho seized the mask and pressed it back onto Geumcheon-gun’s face.
As she did, color returned to the puppet-like, hollow body of Geumcheon-gun, and he began to breathe once more.
Yet his strength had not returned; consciousness did not follow.
“I am grateful. How did you know of this, and how did you teach me that mantra to bind the soul?”
Since reading the original work was a secret, Jin Cheon-hee deflected the question thus.
“There was some deduction involved.”
“The Jegallga are remarkable. Or perhaps it is you who are remarkable.”
“That hand….”
“It is fine. Burns of this degree will heal.”
What concerned me more was that Samjeolchuho had used a mantra powered by innate true qi.
As she was not a formal Buddhist practitioner, there was no other way for her to seize Geumcheon-gun’s soul save through innate true qi.
I worried about the lifespan she had lost, but I did not show it.
Samjeolchuho appeared joyful as well.
“I will not let go again. So come with me, sister.”
She wept while laughing. With trembling hands, she pressed acupoints along the blood meridians, driving needles into the limb tendons to paralyze them.
There were cases where severed limb tendons regenerated through bizarre restoration techniques, so the method of driving needles through them was employed.
It was a cruel act reserved for mortal enemies, yet Samjeolchuho performed it upon her own blood sister without the slightest hesitation.
“…Thank you. Thank youuuu.”
Thump—
From the strain of drawing upon innate true qi, Samjeolchuho too lost consciousness.
Watching both sisters collapse, I clicked my tongue.
“Really, there is no end to this trouble. Sister, what on earth is all this?”
Even as I grumbled, I gathered toxic qi to calm my left arm.
Strangely, the toxic vapor that had been spreading in all directions flowed smoothly back into my arm of its own accord.
‘I have gained much from this battle.’
The pain remained, yet I had become capable of controlling the toxic qi.
It could be called a profound realization.
‘It’s not the Black Flame Dragon in my left hand.’
There was nothing to say to Dang-a about it.
No, if anything, I was the one playing along with her, but I had a feeling that next time we met, we could have even more fun together.
‘Have I become capable of wielding Hyeongyeong-level poison?’
I would need more training to use it with complete freedom, but merely acquiring such poison techniques already placed me far beyond the realm of ordinary warriors.
Remembering how I once feared Sip Cheon-gun, how many had to join forces to fight him, and how even then we had to stake our lives—it was truly a complete reversal of fortune.
‘I’m truly bewildered. What am I becoming?’
The Five Elements Divine Art and Dual Thought Technique, Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong and Taiji Wisdom Sword, ice techniques and poison techniques.
Sound techniques and all manner of grappling arts, even the Namgung Family’s brain techniques that Namgung Un had forcibly taught me.
The Cheonma Divine Art… I decided not to think about that.
I don’t know.
I only thought I wanted to save myself and save people, yet the path I’ve walked is so vast and distant, and the road ahead is difficult even to imagine.
Then Namgung Un’s voice rang out.
“Jin, are you alright?”
Namgung Un also bore deep scars across his body.
“You managed to survive.”
“I lived because Geumgwang Seongmo fled. Phew, I feel like I’m dying. Still, it seems I’m in better shape than you, brother.”
Saying so, he supported Jin Cheon-hee.
He looked back and forth between the fallen Samjeolchuho and Geumcheon-gun, who was cradled carefully despite being pierced with iron needles all over his body, then spoke thus.
“Jin, you must tell me this story later.”
“Understood. Once matters are settled, I’ll explain. But first, we should deal with the remaining forces of the Haesa Faction….”
Just as I was nodding and continuing to speak.
Two shadows separated in the distance.
What I thought was a distant tree turned out, upon closer inspection, to be two people.
The two were gradually approaching us.
Though they appeared to be walking, they moved with astonishing speed, as if folding the earth itself beneath them.
“With Geumcheon-gun’s mortal wound and Geumgwang Seongmo taking damage and fleeing, the wait has been worthwhile.”
“It appears you’ve created a poison that even devours the Hyeolseon-gyo’s Sip Cheon-gun. Could it be from the Demonic Sect?”
“…Jin, step back.”
Namgung Un drew his sword.
Their eyes met.
Without words, they understood.
That there was no strength left now, that someone would die.
I felt helpless about whether I could even buy time.
Namgung Un transmitted his voice.
[It’s fortunate that I can repay my debt to you at the end, Jin.]
[Namgung the Great Swordsman….]
[If one of us two must remain in this Gangho… without question, it should be you, Jin.]
After that day when Jin Cheon-hee and I shared wine, how much anguish and wandering had there been.
In the war against the Suksin Tribe, Namgung Un witnessed the sacrifices Jin Cheon-hee endured as he pressed forward, and ultimately reached his own conclusion.
So he took one step forward. Thud.
[I entrust the Namgung Family to you.]
A warrior leaves a debt to another warrior.
Or perhaps, this was Namgung Un’s way of seeking atonement.
Was he trying to repay an old debt with his own life?
Jin Cheon-hee’s lips trembled as he tried to speak, but he fell silent.
In that moment, Namgung Un drew his blade and unleashed an azure lightning aura.
Though his body’s death was near, his spirit would remain to nurture the Namgung Family.
“It’s fine. Even if winter blooms, eventually it yields to tender sprouts. Is this not the way of the world?”
“Hmm, Changryong Sword Namgung Un? This wasn’t in the plan.”
“Isn’t it fortunate? By the Heavenly Mandate, Namgung Un should have died long ago. Since the Heavenly Mandate scattered and he lived longer, wouldn’t it be better to eliminate him now?”
“True. All things shall flow according to natural order.”
Not merely killing two birds with one stone, but four with one stroke.
Joy appeared on the faces of Heukbaek Goeseun.
The white-robed Goeseun radiated extreme yang energy, while the black-robed Goeseun emanated extreme yin energy.
Truly, a Heavenly Mandate Orderer.
Before the overwhelming power, Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes closed without his awareness.
He couldn’t know if he could fulfill Namgung Un’s dying wish. No—escape itself was impossible for him in this moment.
Just as the two supreme masters extended their hands and approached.
The change occurred in a single instant.
Rummmble!
The heavens trembled violently as if in fury, releasing a deafening roar.
The moment Heukbaek Goeseun’s bodies turned to look behind them, a black sphere like a bottomless abyss came hurtling toward them.
Heukbaek Goeseun extended their palms toward each other.
Their hands collided in mid-air, and simultaneously they reached toward the incoming black sphere in a strange stance.
Then.
From their hands, black and white energies advanced in a yin-yang pattern and collided with the black sphere.
And something astonishing occurred.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch!
The black sphere remained stationary, devouring the energy and compressing it utterly. Jin Cheon-hee knew what it was.
Namgung Un also knew what it was.
The ultimate technique of Cheonma Divine Art.
Breaking Heaven’s Single Void.
Namgung Un immediately discarded his blade—the swordsman’s very life.
He seized Jin Cheon-hee by the nape of the neck with one hand and unwound his belt to wrap around the two sisters.
Accomplishing all of this in the blink of an eye, Namgung Un retreated like lightning.
And.
The great explosion that had once occurred at the Namgung Family estate unfolded before them once more.
Boom! Craaaaaash!
The terrifying destructive force erupted, and I watched as Heukbaek Goeseun exerted every ounce of strength to block it with both hands.
And when the explosion subsided.
Someone descended from the sky, turning their back to Jin Cheon-hee and Namgung Un as they landed.
A black silk robe fluttered in the wind.
A powerfully commanding back stood before us.
Within that immense strength, there was something unsettling about the sensation—my eyes widened.
Even the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong could not have predicted this.
“There you are, hyeong.”
Soegooju Yeo Ha-ryun.
He appeared like a comet.

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