I Possessed a Cultivator Destined to Die at the Hands of the Protagonist - Chapter 70

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70.
In the instant Pung-hu’s wind surged toward Jin Seok-jun, my Hundred Blossoms’ afterimage pierced through his left chest first.
Whoooosh.
As the azure energy of Cheongyeon Gongbeop pushed back Pung-hu’s spiritual force, the white flames at the edges incinerated the Wind God’s gale.
“How… how is this…!”
Pung-hu, shaken, was just about to reshape his hand seals.
The earth split and erupted, and thousands of golden spears beneath surged toward Pung-hu.
“Urgh!”
Jin Seok-jun clutched his heart and spat blood.
The more power he exerted, the more his vital essence was being drained. I scraped together every remaining shred of magical force and manifested a half-formed Hundred Blossoms once more.
Blood vessels ruptured, my vision blurred, and crimson streaks ran from the corners of my eyes.
It mattered not. I launched the white-rimmed lotus flower coalesced at my fingertips toward Pung-hu again.
The surging light pierced through the earth spears and struck the Wind God’s shadow with devastating force.
“Krraaaaaaagh!”
For the first time, a scream almost human tore from the mouth of the Seven Extinction Successors.
Pung-hu’s body lost the wind’s support and plummeted through the air.
“Now!”
Jin Seok-jun’s golden spears pierced through Pung-hu’s body in unison.
Crack-crack-crack.
Earth spears, flying from all directions or spawning from the void, mercilessly impaled Pung-hu’s ribs, thighs, shoulders, and abdomen.
With his entire body skewered by spears, Pung-hu’s form was pinned to the ground.
“Haa… haa…”
Jin Seok-jun knelt on one knee, breathing heavily.
The golden patterns that had blazed across his arms gradually dimmed.
It meant the power gained from comprehending his heavenly mandate had reached its limit.
My own condition was scarcely better.
The taste of blood filled my mouth.
My legs trembled merely from standing.
The aftereffects of using Hundred Blossoms wracked my entire body with agony.
Pinned to the earth by spears through his body, Pung-hu slowly lifted his head.
Pung-hu’s left arm had been severed, and blood dripped steadily from his side.
“…I deemed you insects, yet…”
Blood flowing from his eyes stained the whites crimson.
“Heh… hehehehe.”
Pung-hu began to laugh slowly, quietly, in a low voice.
“What’s so amusing?”
“You’re more troublesome than the Hyeonganmun fool.”
“…”
“I never imagined you could wield that power. Because of you, that bastard has essentially comprehended his heavenly mandate.”
Cracks formed in the spears that had been piercing through Pung-hu’s body.
Upon hearing Pung-hu’s words, I could not help but be taken aback.
“What are you talking about?”
In the original story, Yoo Yeon-seo was dead.
Even without Yoo Yeon-seo’s existence, Jin Seok-jun had awakened to his Heavenly Mandate.
Yet Pung-hu was claiming that Jin Seok-jun’s awakening was because of me.
The logic did not add up.
Reading my expression, Pung-hu’s lips curled into a long, cruel smile.
“Ha, I see. You don’t even realize what you’ve done yet. How foolish.”
“….”
“The distortion of the Seven Extremes’ seal, the reason I had to descend in this incomplete form—all of it stems from you being alive, you who possess that power.”
Alive.
At that single word, my heart plummeted.
“Because you were not where you should have been.”
“….”
“The ripples of that distortion seeped into the earth and awakened a Heavenly Mandate that should have remained sleeping far too soon.”
Crash.
The spears that had bound Pung-hu shattered completely.
Despite Jin Seok-jun and I giving our all, we had failed to kill Pung-hu.
Yet separate from that, Pung-hu’s words struck me like a blow to the head.
‘I….
I knew that by possessing the body of the dead Yoo Yeon-seo and keeping her alive, the original story had been twisted.
But I had never considered that this act could shake the very awakening of another’s Heavenly Mandate.
“That can’t be….”
“A sinner against Heaven.”
Each word from Pung-hu pierced my heart more terrifyingly than any of his attacks.
Against Heaven.
An act of defying the will of the heavens.
“Your very existence is a sin.”
Words spoken by someone earlier than Pung-hu came back to me.
Pung-hu slowly raised his hand.
“Let us begin with you.”
The moment Pung-hu finished speaking, the scattered lines of the Myeolmaek Great Formation began to glow red once more.
“Ugh!”
“Jin Seok-jun!
Jin Seok-jun was in the midst of suppressing the demon’s aura with the power of his Heavenly Mandate.
Jin Seok-jun gritted his teeth and drove his hands deeper into the ground.
The golden patterns inscribed on his arms flickered between darkness and brilliance.
“Come forth, abomination. I shall make you the axis of the Myeolmaek Great Formation and condemn you to a lifetime of torment!”
As Pung-hu gently clenched his fist, the air between us began to swirl violently.
The expanding vortex hooked around my body like a grappling claw, dragging me toward Pung-hu.
“Ugh!”
I tried to plant my sword into the ground to brace myself, but my body was dragged away before the blade could even pierce the earth.
One of my feet lifted off the ground.
A sharp sound.
“Sister!”
Eun Hui-gyeom had driven his Hyeonsu Nakwol Sword into the ground and gripped it with one hand while seizing my arm with the other.
Yet the wind’s force was so tremendous that even the earth where the blade was planted was being torn up.
“Hui-gyeom, let go! You’ll be hurt too!”
“How can you say such unreasonable things at a time like this!”
Eun Hui-gyeom gritted his teeth and pulled at my arm.
His feet scraped across the ground.
Just as Eun Hui-gyeom and I were about to be dragged toward Pung-hu together.
A tearing sound.
The vortex that had been pulling us apart was split in two.
It was Yang Ja-han.
He had used the Void Severance Technique to sever Pung-hu’s vortex.
I barely planted my feet on the ground and stared at Yang Ja-han with bewilderment.
I had never imagined that he, of all people, would come to my aid.
“Tch, this generation is utterly hopeless, every last one of them.”
Pung-hu muttered upon seeing Yang Ja-han.
At those words, Yang Ja-han’s eyebrows twitched ever so slightly.
“Beloved child of Wuji Xuanmen, that perfection of yours is itself a flaw.”
“Nonsense.”
“Nonsense, you say. Better to remain ignorant. Ignorance would serve you better as well.”
Pung-hu let out a laugh tinged with blood.
Having fully escaped Jin Seok-jun’s assault, he seemed to have lost all desire for further conversation.
“Worms that have strayed from where they ought to be—you have entertained me well enough.”
Pung-hu’s hair swept across the ground once more, stretching out in long strands.
The shadow of the Wind God, which had been half-bent behind him, slowly came back to life.
“Haha, hahahaha!”
Pung-hu spread both arms wide toward the empty sky.
“Even if I vanish from this place, where will the twisted fissure of the Seven Extinctions go?”
The air throughout the entire chamber reversed all at once.
Each gust of wind became an invisible blade, pouring down from all directions.
[Seven Extinction Wind Calamity Technique — Final Form]
It was the maximum technique Pung-hu could currently unleash.
“Everyone, fall back!”
As Hwa Mu-gyeol wove his seals, the flames of the Crimson Flame Heavenly Sword ignited once more in his hand.
This time, it looked less like a sword and more as though he held fire itself in his grasp.
“Baek Ri-myeong! Thousand Faces!”
“I know!”
Baek Ri-myeong activated the cracked Heavenly Mirror of Illusions.
Fractured bronze mirrors materialized throughout the cave chamber, replicating Hwa Mu-gyeol’s flames.
The flames split into dozens of branches, intercepting Pung-hu’s Seven Killing Wind Needle Technique from the ceiling above.
Each collision between flame and wind sent tremors through the entire chamber as if struck by an earthquake.
“Ugh, Senior Woo!”
Woo Tae-san dropped to one knee, driving both palms into the ground.
“Surviving disciples of Hyeonganmun—channel your strength to Senior Woo!”
The Hyeonganmun disciples poured their spiritual power into the formation array Woo Tae-san had conjured.
Octagonal walls rose in dozens of layers along the formation’s boundaries, containing Pung-hu and the winds swirling around him.
“How amusing—insects thrashing about at the end. Do you truly believe such trivial barriers can confine me?”
With Pung-hu’s roar, the wind tore mercilessly through the earthen walls.
As the walls were shredded and rebuilt in endless cycles, Im So-ha stepped forward into the fray.
“I told you—this is my garden.”
As she wove her seals, the Crimson Silk Blossoms blooming throughout the chamber unfurled their petals in unison.
[Crimson Restoration Formation]
Pure spiritual essence flowed from each petal, seeping into the disciples’ wounds.
While it did not restore their depleted spiritual power, it was sufficient to revive the exhausted disciples from sudden exertion.
From behind, Kang Jin-heon chanted an incantation while sweeping his iron chains through the void with a powerful strike.

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