The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 322

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 322
“….”
The moment my eyes met Yoo Yeon’s gaze, my body felt as though it were turning rigid and brittle.
Her eyes held no warmth whatsoever.
Not a trace of emotion could be discerned in them.
Perhaps it was precisely because nothing could be seen that it felt so alien.
With no emotion present, a peculiar dread brushed past like a fleeting shadow.
The malice and resentment harbored by demons and vengeful spirits.
If people are shaken by such intensely pure emotions—
‘…this is.’
A purity of nothingness itself.
Because there was nothing, an immense distance was felt.
[…Heh.]
Yoo Cheon-gil looked away from Yoo Yeon and turned to look behind him. It was where Seongheon, the Saengryeong, stood.
[Malko, you bastard. What exactly have you done?]
[….]
Seongheon did not answer Yoo Cheon-gil’s words.
Yet Yoo Cheon-gil continued to speak to him.
[I thought you merely suppressed the killing intent. But that’s not it, is it?]
Yoo Cheon-gil’s eyes grew cold.
[Could it be that you’ve sealed off emotion itself?]
Sealed off emotion. At those words, my eyes narrowed slightly.
[I wondered what method you used to suppress the Heavenly Killing Star, but you’ve employed a method far too extreme for your nature. Haven’t you?]
[….]
Seongheon’s complexion darkened.
[What frightened you so? The method is far too crude to be called a choice born of fear. What exactly have you done?]
Yoo Cheon-gil was uncharacteristically emotional. Remarkably, a faint anger seeped into his eyes.
[Speak, Seongheon.]
It was the first time Yoo Cheon-gil had called Seongheon by his true name rather than Malko.
Only upon hearing that name did Seongheon open his mouth.
[It was the best option.]
[The best option?]
[Since I could not seal everything away, I had to seal the vessel itself. There was no other way to preserve that child intact.]
[Preserve intact?]
The corners of Yoo Cheon-gil’s mouth rose. It was closer to mockery than understanding.
[A pathetic excuse. You’ve blocked the path that should have been taken, and yet you speak of wholeness? Is this the principle of the Way you once spoke of?]
Drrrr.
The table trembled faintly.
‘Old Man, please calm yourself.’
When that man grew angry, everything around him moved.
Not an ordinary spirit, but at the very least a general-class Spirit.
The presence that Yoo Cheon-gil possessed was more than enough to cause a reaction in the current realm.
[Nonsense. Perhaps senility has set in as death approaches. Isn’t that right?]
[….]
Seongheon showed little reaction to Yoo Cheon-gil’s words. He seemed composed, or rather, he wasn’t displaying any violent response.
[That may well be true.]
[What?]
[Cheon-gil. Your words might be correct. Perhaps senility has taken hold. Or if not that, then…]
Whoosh.
Seongheon moved. Unlike Yoo Cheon-gil, his form appeared slightly translucent.
As he moved, Seongheon gently stroked Yoo Yeon’s hair. Of course, his hand didn’t actually touch her.
It merely appeared that way.
[I know there is no excuse. I am aware that I blocked this child’s karma in pursuit of my own spring.]
Darkness descended upon his expression.
[Should it have been that way? I do not know that either. Perhaps it was the ruthless greed I harbored in my final years.]
Greed.
Yoo Cheon-gil’s brow furrowed deeply at hearing those words.
[I never expected to hear the word greed come from your mouth.]
[Indeed.]
Seongheon laughed softly.
A dry laugh—one could immediately understand what such a smile truly meant.
[…It was all greed. Not for this child’s sake, but for my own.]
[Ha….]
After uttering those words, one could see Yoo Cheon-gil’s energy gradually waning.
[…Cursed Malko….]
His angry blue eyes remained, yet his momentum had clearly broken.
[This is something you should regret. Or perhaps you already do?]
[Regret….]
Seongheon repeated the word and shook his head.
[I do not regret it.]
[Hmm?]
[Those moments were too precious in my final years to regret such things.]
Softly. Though I knew his hand could never truly touch her, somehow it seemed as though Seongheon was genuinely stroking Yoo Yeon’s hair.
[What I gained from this child far exceeds what I abandoned for her sake. I have never even considered it a loss. Now, looking back, I believe I did what I should have. Yet if there is one regret that lingers still, it would be this.]
The hand that had rested upon Yoo Yeon’s head slowly withdrew.
[That I confined this child through my own selfish desires. That alone is my sole regret.]
[….]
At Seongheon’s words, Yoo Cheon-gil’s expression vanished.
His blue eyes still gleamed, yet his face had turned expressionless, causing him to pause involuntarily.
[You have changed.]
[That’s right.]
[What has ruined you so?]
[Who knows. Perhaps I’ve grown senile, as you say.]
[Don’t jest so carelessly. Seongheon. I still remember what you said before we parted ways.]
[….]
Seongheon fell silent at those words.
[You said you were merely doing what had to be done. That there should be no regrets.]
[….]
[Hani, I ask you once more.]
Yoo Cheon-gil’s eyes grew brighter with intensity.
[Do you regret it?]
[….]
Seongheon could not answer.
That silence was answer enough. Yoo Cheon-gil averted his gaze from Seongheon.
‘Ugh….’
The atmosphere is suffocating. I don’t understand what’s happening, but it seems like something serious is going on.
‘…What are they doing?’]
What are these old men doing, ignoring me like this?
It’s not even a battle of wills.
It feels like Yoo Cheon-gil is unilaterally overwhelming Seongheon. But I can’t grasp the situation.
Besides, this wasn’t the time to worry about that.
“…Are you alright?”
Yoo Yeon, standing beside the collapsed Seongheon. I had to check on her first.
“….”
Yoo Yeon gave no response. She seemed to hear my question, but offered no answer.
I know she can’t speak, but she should at least respond with an expression.
Yoo Yeon simply stared at me intently.
“….”
“…Mm….”
After that silence passed, she turned her gaze back to Seongheon.
The same eyes as before. The same atmosphere.
Whether she was breathing or not.
Without blinking once, she simply watched Seongheon.
Was she telling me not to interfere? It seemed like she wanted to be alone.
If that’s the case, I have only one choice.
“…If you’re alright, then I’ll take my leave. I’ve seen Jang Moonin now.”
I was about to leave after speaking.
Looking at Yoo Yeon’s state, I thought there shouldn’t be any major problems.
Squeeze.
“Huh?”
I tried to move, but my body froze. Not by my own will, but by another’s.
Yoo Yeon had suddenly grabbed my collar.
Her face still turned toward Seongheon.
“…Why are you—”
I tried to ask, but—
“….”
Yoo Yeon simply continued holding my collar without answering.
“….”
Only then could I see it.
‘She’s trembling.’
The hand gripping my collar was shaking.
I stared at her intently. It wasn’t just her hand that trembled.
‘…Even her energy is trembling.’
The energy she possessed quivered subtly. The breathing I thought was stable was also a misconception.
Yoo Yeon’s breathing was slower than anyone’s. It was almost as if she were holding her breath.
I had mistaken it for stable breathing continuing naturally, but that wasn’t it.
Yoo Yeon had simply been holding her breath all this time.
“….”
Only after seeing that did I avert my gaze.
I turned from rising and sat down beside her.
Even then, Yoo Yeon didn’t release my collar.
Time passed like that for a moment.
‘What should I do.’
An awkward atmosphere hung between us. There was nothing I could say.
I had always been weak at such things.
‘What should I say?’
What words could I offer?
I had lived closer to death than anyone, yet I was more distant from the hearts of those left behind than anyone else.
I couldn’t offer hollow comfort or genuine sympathy.
That was simply my nature.
What should I do in a moment like this?
‘Just do nothing.’
Baek Manager’s words flashed through my mind.
‘Just stay quiet. Don’t act foolish or open your mouth. You’re a disaster when you speak. Rather than spouting nonsense about comfort, just shut up and be here beside her.’
It was harsh, certainly, but I couldn’t deny its truth.
More than once, I had opened my mouth to offer comfort only to plunge the other person into despair.
“….”
So I remained still.
As the uncomfortable silence stretched on, time seemed to flow impossibly slowly.
Swish.
“….”
Yoo Yeon moved. The hand gripping my collar shifted to my wrist.
I felt her trembling fingertips distinctly.
It was then that I spoke to Yoo Yeon.
“Hey.”
“….”
No answer. But her reaction was different from before.
Did she realize I’d pointed it out by grabbing her wrist? Yoo Yeon tried to pull her hand away from mine.
Grip.
I seized her retreating hand firmly.
At that moment, Yoo Yeon’s shoulders trembled violently.
[That bastard…?]
Seongheon’s voice sounded oddly chilling, but I ignored it.
Just moments ago he seemed kind and weak, so why was his voice suddenly so terrifying?
I was unnerved, but I had something to say to Yoo Yeon first.
“I have something I need to do from now on.”
This was overstepping.
It wasn’t something I needed to mention, and it might have been better to do it alone.
But somehow I felt compelled to speak.
“The man who did this to Jang Moonin—are you thinking of going after him?”
“….”
In that moment.
Whoooooosh——!!!
From Yoo Yeon’s body, I felt that vast aura I’d sensed before.
[…This can’t be!]
[Ahhae, wait.]
Seongheon was startled and Yoo Cheon-gil called out to me.
Their urgent reaction irritated me, but I ignored that too. Watching the aura rising steadily, I spoke.
“Want to come with me?”
[Wait…. What does that even-]
Seongheon spoke while looking at me. I let it go in one ear and out the other. I had no patience to listen to a ghost’s words.
“….”
Yoo Yeon heard my words and stared at me again. As her aura continued to intensify, I waited for her answer.
Actually, there was no need to wait or even ask.
I already knew what Yoo Yeon’s answer would be.
“….”
Sure enough, Yoo Yeon nodded her head.
“Yeah? Got it. Then let’s go together. But.”
I turned my gaze. Toward the increasingly fierce killing intent.
With eyes that had hardened slightly, I added to Yoo Yeon.
“If you’re coming with me, suppress your energy. I have no intention of dragging you along while you’re leaking that cumbersome aura.”
“….”
Yoo Yeon didn’t respond.
So I narrowed my eyes and spoke again.
“Put it to sleep.”
Irritation laced my words.
The moment those words reached Yoo Yeon.
Thud.
The energy that had been leaking out obeyed and stopped. It happened in an instant.
[Huh?]
[Eh?]
The Old Men’s eyes widened as they witnessed it.

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