I Possessed a Cultivator Destined to Die at the Hands of the Protagonist - Chapter 60

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60.
Pakgun’s fist pierced through my shoulder.
The impact sent my body flying, crashing hard into the distance.
“Cough!”
My arm throbbed as if it were being torn from its socket.
My shoulder was completely shattered, and my arm refused to obey.
“Sister!”
Eun Hui-gyeom rushed over and healed my arm.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
I said so, but the shock I felt in that instant was enough to steal consciousness.
Even after the healing, my shoulder throbbed with pain.
I couldn’t believe that this was the extent of damage even with my spiritual energy protecting my body.
Pakgun walked toward me slowly.
Behind him, the sorcerers of Paecheonmun were forming a formation.
Seeing this, Jin Seok-jun wove a hand seal.
[Heavenly Calamity Explosion]
Boulders fell from the sky, targeting the sorcerers.
Another sorcerer quickly wove a hand seal and deflected the rocks with sorcery.
“We must not allow the formation to be completed!”
At Jin Seok-jun’s cry, we all tensed.
The sorcerers, of course, did not remain idle.
As sorcerous techniques flew from all directions, Jin Seok-jun placed his hand on the ground.
The earth split open, and a towering wall rose to block the techniques.
The moment the wall crumbled, Kang Jin-heon unfurled the Gale Thunder Immortal Technique.
Wind mixed with lightning surged through the sorcerers’ formation.
While Kang Jin-heon used the wind to dismantle the formation, Eun Hui-gyeom and I blocked the incoming techniques.
Seizing the opportunity, Jin Seok-jun wove an intricate hand seal.
[Earth Mountain Grand Formation Technique]
A colossal earthen hand erupted from the ground, engulfing all the sorcerers at once.
As Jin Seok-jun clenched his fist, the earthen hand clapped together like applause, striking the sorcerers down.
The moment the formation shattered, Pakgun charged toward me.
“Want to try again?”
“As many times as it takes.”
It seemed Pakgun believed he had a debt to settle from Jaya Mountain, for he clearly wanted to bring me down.
Pakgun swung his fist toward my face.
I twisted my body at an angle, evading the punch.
The fist that cut through the air grazed past my ear, and my hair scattered into the void.
Gripping my sword firmly with both hands, I unleashed the techniques of the Saintly True Flowing Sword.
Sword energy incomparably more powerful than the Lotus Flash Shadow Technique poured forth like radiant light.
As Pakgun threw his fist, light scattered in all directions.
In that instant, a cascade of sword strikes rained down upon his head.
It was Eun Hui-gyeom.
Eun Hui-gyeom, unfolding the Seven Star Meteor Sword Technique consecutively, was driving Pakgun back.
Eun Hui-gyeom retreated and pressed his back against mine.
“It seems Pakgun is someone that you and I must defeat together, sister.”
Jin Seok-jun and Kang Jin-heon were occupied with the sorcerers Pakgun had brought along, and the Mano.
Only Eun Hui-gyeom and I could stop Pakgun as he rampaged now.
I lifted the tip of my blade slightly and threw a jest toward Eun Hui-gyeom.
“Can you keep up?”
“My sword skill is a bit superior, after all.”
Eun Hui-gyeom chuckled, as if to say what nonsense was that.
Pakgun looked at us and let out a scoff.
“You think two mere intermediate-rank sorcerers can bring me down?”
As expected, Pakgun was an advanced-rank sorcerer.
Pakgun, who had only been swinging his fists until now, wove a hand seal.
[Vital Point Chain Breaking Technique]
A deep crimson light spread beneath Pakgun’s feet, and the ground split open.
Dozens of thick iron chains poured forth from the fissures in the earth.
The chains writhed as if alive, hurtling toward Eun Hui-gyeom and me.
Eun Hui-gyeom and I leaped into the air to evade the chains.
The chains’ trajectory shifted, and they attacked once more.
Eun Hui-gyeom grasped the Hanging Moon Blade in reverse grip and wove a hand seal.
The spiritual energy of the Hanging Heaven Hundred Technique spread thickly, blocking the chains’ assault.
Seizing that opening, I descended to the ground and swung my blade horizontally toward Pakgun.
“Not so fast!”
Pakgun landed and spun his body sharply.
His heel flew toward my abdomen.
‘I won’t fall for that twice!’
I anticipated this and deployed the Jade Silver Galaxy Ridge to block it.
As my body was pushed back, Eun Hui-gyeom pressed forward as if he had been waiting for this moment.
The Seven Star Meteor Sword Technique.
Sword strikes poured down like meteors in rapid succession.
Under the relentless assault, cracks appeared in Pakgun’s Shattered Heaven Blood Armor.
“You wretched insects!”
Pakgun swung his fists while manipulating the iron chains.
When I cut through the chains, Eun Hui-gyeom would press Pakgun; in the reverse situation, I would attack Pakgun.
Having fought alongside Eun Hui-gyeom for so long, we understood each other’s intentions without words.
Just as I trusted him, he trusted me in return.
‘Now!’
The moment an opening appeared, I didn’t hesitate and drove straight into Pakgun’s right flank.
Eun Hui-gyeom seized the opportunity and attacked from the left without missing a beat.
[Crash!]
Pakgun raised both arms simultaneously to block our assault.
But deflecting the combined force of our two attacks proved beyond his capacity.
His armor shattered, and blood streamed from his arms and shoulders.
Pakgun ground his teeth and wove a hand seal.
Suddenly, a colossal demonic energy erupted from behind him.
A towering mountain peak.
The mountain, condensed from demonic energy, inverted in the sky and plummeted toward the ground.
“This insane—!”
Intellectually, I knew that cultivators of the Chui Ok Gok Mun fought beyond human limitations.
But experiencing it firsthand was an entirely different matter.
[Boom!]
Realizing we couldn’t block it, Eun Hui-gyeom and I fled without hesitation.
Pakgun’s technique even inflicted damage on the other cultivators nearby.
Where the mountain struck, the earth carved a deep circular crater.
The ground collapsed inward, and shockwaves rippled outward in all directions.
Dust obscured my vision, and my ears rang from the impact.
When I pushed myself up from the ground, my shoulder throbbed with pain.
I staggered to my feet and steadied my breathing.
Beyond the dust, I sensed Eun Hui-gyeom and Pakgun clashing.
‘This is my only chance.’
I raised my arm into the dust cloud.
[Whoosh!]
The most powerful strike I could muster in my current state.
But it was a risky technique—gathering the spiritual energy required precious time.
Seongjin Ilseom.
As I flicked my fingers, a streak of azure light tore through the dust, extending in a perfect line.
The moment Pakgun realized the danger and turned, Eun Hui-gyeom unleashed the Hyeonsu Nakwol Blade.
From one side came Eun Hui-gyeom’s assault; from the other, the radiance of Seongjin Ilseom—both driving Pakgun into a corner.
[Explosion!]
Having expended considerable spiritual energy on his previous technique, Pakgun had little reserves remaining.
After the blast, Pakgun stood precariously, his entire body drenched in blood.
“Heh, hehehehe! I’ve won—!”
[Cheonkoe Jipok]
Jin Seok-jun’s technique, unleashed after toppling the sorcerers and dismantling their formation, fell mercilessly upon Pakgun’s head.
Pakgun’s body was crushed and obliterated beneath the massive stone.
His form convulsed briefly, then went limp.
“Haa, haa….”
The moment I confirmed Pakgun was completely dead, the tension drained away.
“Sister! Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
One sleeve of the winged robe on my arm was completely torn, exposing the fabric beneath.
While our group brought down Pakgun and blocked the formation, the other monastery disciples each defeated their respective sorcerers.
Among them were Baek Ri-myeong of Baekryeong Bong Mun, Im So-ha of Chui Ok Gok Mun, and Hwa Mu-gyeol of Jeogyun Cheonmun.
‘We weren’t entirely without casualties.’
We were able to minimize the damage thanks to those three stepping up actively.
I’d heard those three were promising late-stage disciples in their respective sects.
“The seriously wounded stay behind. Everyone else, move into Heugam Jae!”
After a brief rest, we entered the interior of Heugam Jae.
Heugam Jae was a vast fortress-like space constructed from stone.
“Doesn’t something feel off?”
Jin Seok-jun pressed his hand against the wall, reading the spiritual energy, his brow furrowing.
“I feel it too. Even if the major sorcerers abandoned their posts, it’s unnaturally quiet, isn’t it?”
Those we’d fought at the entrance couldn’t possibly be all that remained of Paecheonmun’s remnants.
We weren’t the only ones sensing the unease.
“Don’t let your guard down!”
Everyone advanced toward the center of the eerily empty Heugam Jae, weapons at the ready.
That place was an impossibly massive cavern.
It was large enough to easily fit one or two entire villages inside.
“Master Yu! Look there!”
Kang Jin-heon, the first to spot something, pointed toward the center of the cavern.
In the middle of the cavern—more precisely, suspended in the empty space at its center—a figure floated.
The man was half-mummified, sitting cross-legged in mid-air while draped in a black robe.
‘What in the world is that?’
This was someone I’d never encountered in the original work.

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