I Possessed a Cultivator Destined to Die at the Hands of the Protagonist - Chapter 43

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43.
I closed the distance between myself and the fleeing Jeok-yeon, driving my blade deep into her heart.
“Cough…!! You…!”
Even though monastics could regenerate their severed limbs, both Jeok-yeon and I were still lower-tier monastics.
A fatal wound to vital areas like the heart or brain could still bring death.
The impact shattered the air with a deafening boom.
Jeok-yeon’s body slammed against the cave wall, leaving a perfect circular crack radiating outward.
Jeok-yeon grasped the blade with her bare hand, trying to wrench it free from her chest.
“You wretched creature! How dare you destroy my masterpiece?!”
“They are not your masterpiece.”
Though their lifespans were shorter than ours, they were human beings just the same.
There was no justification for trampling upon ordinary people simply because we lived longer and claimed superiority.
The blade twisted with a sickening crunch.
I wrenched the sword embedded in her heart sideways.
“Ugh, let go! I said let go!”
“So you want to settle this with raw power?”
As Jeok-yeon released her spiritual energy to force my blade away, I drew upon my own power with even greater force.
Our two spiritual energies intertwined, causing the surrounding air to shudder violently.
“Die.”
My spiritual energy overwhelmed hers, consuming it entirely.
As her strength waned, her spiritual energy gradually weakened and dissipated.
The moment I withdrew the blade from her heart, Jeok-yeon’s body went limp, beginning to fade away from her feet upward.
“This cannot be! I, defeated by such a wretch…. Aaaaahhhhh!”
With a final, brief death cry, Jeok-yeon vanished completely.
“Ugh.”
A wave of dizziness washed over me from expending so much spiritual energy at once.
“Sister! Are you alright?”
“Yes.”
Eun Hui-gyeom rushed over and caught me as I stumbled.
Thanks to Eun Hui-gyeom’s healing arts, my dizziness began to subside.
While I had been fighting Jeok-yeon, Eun Hui-gyeom had defeated all of the Paecheonmun sorcerers.
Because of this, I could focus entirely on my battle with Jeok-yeon.
Leaning on Eun Hui-gyeom’s support, I looked toward where To-ryong was.
Jin Seok-jun, Kang Jin-heon, and Peng Seok-ho’s group were engaging To-ryong and Gal-yung.
Kang Jin-heon, suspended in mid-air, wove hand seals and lifted iron threads into the sky.
Wind and lightning surged around the iron threads.
Infinite Wind-Thunder Threads.
Kang Jin-heon was a dual-attribute spirit root user, possessing both wind and lightning affinities.
Lightning crackled through the gaps between the spreading winds, shredding To-ryong’s skin into ribbons.
“Seok-jun, now is the moment!”
At Kang Jin-heon’s cry, Jin Seok-jun pressed his hand to the ground and unleashed his technique.
Heavenly Calamity Burst.
Massive boulders plummeted from the sky while rocks erupted from the earth like a fountain, driving Gal-yung back.
Under the combined assault of Kang Jin-heon and Jin Seok-jun, To-ryong shattered.
“Cough! Aaaahhhhh!”
Gal-yung’s body collided with the stone fragments, reduced to tatters.
As Jin Seok-jun brought his palms together, the earth clung to Gal-yung and crushed him down.
Boom.
With a tremendous explosion, the earth burst outward and Gal-yung’s body dissolved.
“Gasp… huff…”
The other monks defeated all the remaining sorcerers from Paecheonmun.
“They were formidable opponents.”
“Indeed.”
All three of us were exhausted from facing To-ryong and Gal-yung simultaneously.
“Hmph, making such a fuss over this much! Now I understand the level of the Jeongmun Paldae monks! Let’s just destroy the foundation and leave!”
Even as Peng Seok-ho spoke with such bravado, his magical power was nearly depleted.
Peng Seok-ho, full of false confidence, approached the Tosin Foundation and extended his hand.
Just as a green aura emanated from his body to destroy the Tosin Foundation—
An inexplicable sense of dread suddenly overwhelmed me.
It was far too vivid to dismiss as mere intuition.
“Hui-gyeom, something feels wrong.”
“What? What do you mean…?”
“Don’t destroy that!”
“Wait, sister!”
I closed the distance quickly to stop Peng Seok-ho, but it was already too late.
Crash.
The foundation crumbled, and through the gap, an enormous vortex of wind erupted.
The wind, now razor-sharp, engulfed Peng Seok-ho in an instant.
“What is—Aaaahhhhh!”
Peng Seok-ho’s body was torn to shreds by the wind, blood spraying in all directions.
“Peng Seok-ho!”
“Senior Peng!”
It all happened in a single, horrifying moment.
“What, what is this? What’s happening!”
“This wind…?”
“It wasn’t me.”
Dust and soil were swept up by the wind, obscuring our vision.
The wind grew stronger and more violent with each passing second.
I summoned the Yueun Eunha Rung and raised a protective barrier.
Yet the force of the wind striking the barrier transcended imagination.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
“Don’t let them get swept away!”
Several monks whose bodies couldn’t withstand the wind’s force were lifted into the air, scattering in all directions.
That was when it happened.
Beyond the swirling dust, a dark silhouette wavered above the ruins of the collapsed Tosin Foundation.
The man whose face was obscured by the wind stood at the center of the tempest, his black robe trailing long behind him.
Around him, black winds mixed with violet demonic energy swirled violently.
‘That bastard…’
Within Cheonmyeong Suseonggi existed seven Calamity Bringers intent on destroying the world.
Behind Paecheonmun stood one of them: Pung-hu.
‘I knew of his existence, but…’
I never expected to face him this soon.
[So Gal-yung and Jeok-yeon, those incompetent fools, failed their mission and died.]
Pung-hu’s voice resonated throughout the entire cave.
Part of the wind seemed to dissipate before suddenly shifting direction toward me.
“Ugh!”
One knee buckled as I slammed it against the ground.
If I hadn’t blocked with the Yu-eun Eungharyung, my body would have been torn apart by that attack.
[Interesting. For one born under the Mandate of Reversal, you show some skill. But how far can that mandate truly take you?]
Mandate of Reversal?
Had Pung-hu ever spoken like this before?
I’d never heard such words in the original work.
“What are you talking about?”
[Pitiful creature, ignorant even of your own mandate. You worms don’t deserve to live.]
Pung-hu’s black winds spread throughout the entire cave.
Soon Pung-hu’s form vanished completely, replaced only by the sharp, turbulent winds.
Crack, crack, crack, crack.
Cracks formed across the cave ceiling from the relentless wind, and stalactites began to fall.
“Yu Investigator! We can’t hold this position any longer! We need to escape now!”
Jin Seok-jun’s shout snapped me back to reality.
The word “Mandate of Reversal” that Pung-hu had spoken lingered in my mind, but I had no time to dwell on it now.
With tremendous tremors, boulders the size of houses poured down from the ceiling like rain.
If this continued, we would surely be buried alive in the cave.
“Sister, hurry!”
Eun Hui-gyeom grabbed my arm and pulled me forward.
The remaining monks desperately flew toward the passages that hadn’t collapsed.
Jin Seok-jun drew a large sword-shaped dharma treasure from the Jeomul Platform and swung it mercilessly, cutting down the falling stalactites.
“This way!”
Kang Jin-heon used the wind to find the fastest route out of the cave.
We barely slipped through the gaps between the collapsing cave walls.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble.
The entire cave shook violently, as if the ground itself were collapsing beneath us.
Jin Seok-jun spun around and drove his greatsword into the earth.
“Jin Seok-jun?”
“Go ahead! If only for a moment, I can hold back the collapse!”
As Jin Seok-jun stepped forward, the monks of Hyeonganmun joined him in forming a seal.
The cave’s trembling ceased, but only for the briefest instant.
Faint light seeped through from a distance, revealing the entrance.
The moment we burst through the entrance, the cave collapsed behind us.
Rolling across the ground, I extended my Silver Heavenly Serpent toward the collapsing cave.
Jin Seok-jun grasped the end of my Silver Heavenly Serpent as it slipped through the narrow gap.
“Kang Jin-heon, now!”
Kang Jin-heon summoned a gust of wind toward the collapsed entrance.
Drawing upon every last ounce of my spiritual power, I pulled the Silver Heavenly Serpent with all my might.
Jin Seok-jun and the remaining monks, clinging to the Silver Heavenly Serpent like links of sausage, burst through the rocks and earth.
As the Silver Heavenly Serpent traced an arc and fell to the ground, the monks were finally able to emerge.
“Phew! *Cough, cough…* I thought I was done for. Thank you, Yu Seok-jun.”
Jin Seok-jun coughed, spitting out the dirt from his mouth.
Several monks, including Peng Seok-ho, had perished, but we managed to complete the mission nonetheless.
After we each recovered, we returned to the main sect.
A few days later, Kang Jin-heon came to find Eun Hui-gyeom and me.
“A talisman?”
“Ever since what happened on Chim Cheon Mountain, the talisman has been acting up on its own.”
“You mean the talisman attached to Cheongun’s body? Why would it suddenly—”

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