The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 379

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 379
Divine Sword.
There are many ways to describe it, but simply put, it’s a blade wielded by Shamans.
A sword said to be used for cutting down ghosts.
‘…This.’
Recalling that, I gazed at the Paewang’s armguard.
‘It’s a Divine Sword.’
If one were to argue that an object which is not a sword at all cannot be a Divine Sword.
‘…There’s this much spiritual essence in it?’
The spiritual essence contained within the armguard—that was the issue.
‘This is.’
Not merely something contained, but rather the traces left behind from cutting and destroying.
There were many types of Divine Swords used by Shamans. Some things called swords were not swords at all.
A prime example would be someone like Baek Manager….
‘It was a steel pipe….’
A strangely-shaped pipe. That fellow would wield it and beat down Demons.
That too was called a Divine Sword, and the determining characteristic was how much spiritual trace could be glimpsed within the object.
‘Then this is a Divine Sword.’
The Paewang’s armguard was certainly a Divine Sword.
‘How did this happen?’
How could his armguard be something worthy of being called a Divine Sword? As such doubts took root.
Thud.
“…!”
A sensation brushed through from the Talisman. I immediately lowered the armguard I was holding.
“Phew.”
Then I tore up the Talisman and crumpled it. It was dangerous.
‘If I’d held it any longer….’
My soul nearly responded.
“…Tsk.”
This isn’t good.
‘The duration is shorter than before.’
I should have been able to touch it for quite some time, but the spiritual traces in the armguard were interfering.
‘I’m certain.’
This is definitely a Divine Sword. An object used while wielding the armguard to dispatch various spirits including Demons.
Through that, karma and spirits accumulated, transforming it beyond an ordinary object into something else.
That was what this armguard was.
‘This is a record, they said.’
They said this Divine Sword was a record for the Paewang. I’m uncertain how it could become a record, though.
“…It’s difficult to examine further.”
The moment the spirit already within the armguard reacted. If I tried to confirm once more, I would be the one to suffer.
‘Unfortunately, this is as far as I can go.’
I abandoned the idea of investigating further and prepared to move toward another purpose.
I intended to head to the next room where the Sword Saint resided, leaving the staff behind.
There was something to see there as well.
“Then—”
Just as I was about to take a step.
[Ah, I see.]
“…!”
Yoo Cheon-gil spoke. I stopped in my tracks at his voice.
[Someone has arrived.]
I immediately opened Wol-an. Piercing through the wall, I sensed their presence. Observing the azure aura, I identified who they were.
‘It’s Baek Yeon.’
And the other one was.
‘…Cheonhye-in?’
Cheonhye-in. The daughter of Cheon Seonghwa and the sister of Cheon Euijin.
She was there.
‘How is this possible?’
I suppressed my shock and erased my presence.
I pressed myself flat against the wall and gradually drew up my energy. Then.
-So that means….
A voice reached my ears.
-This is the….
Beginning with Cheonhye-in’s voice.
-Yes, this is the Sword Saint’s secret residence.
Baek Yeon’s response came.
‘…What?’
My eyes narrowed.
Baek Yeon apparently knew, as I had suspected, that this was Yoo Cheon-gil’s secret residence.
‘He brought Cheonhye-in here?’
The fact that he had brought Cheonhye-in struck me as odd. Why would he do such a thing?
It was strange. So I focused more intently on their conversation.
[…They treat what I created as if it were their own home….]
Yoo Cheon-gil spoke in exasperation, but this was not the time to concern myself with such matters.
-That object is here in this place, isn’t it?
-Yes.
My ears perked up at their exchange.
‘An object?’
Had they come searching for something?
-First, we need to find the passage that leads deeper. After that….
Baek Yeon continued speaking.
-First, I need to find what Paewang is looking for.
“…!”
Paewang’s object. My eyes widened at those words. So he came here searching for the Divine Sword as well.
‘As expected.’
It was indeed Baek Yeon who summoned Paewang. I realize my prediction was correct.
The problem is.
‘…The way he refers to it as an “object”.’
He doesn’t seem to know that the object is the Divine Sword. This is….
‘Probably because he hasn’t ventured deeper into the back room.’
I understood. It meant Paewang knew something was being sought, but not what it was.
‘…Should I leave now?’
Now that I’ve grasped the situation, I should escape. The moment I thought that.
-Then what about the next object.
Cheonhye-in’s words continued.
-You said there’s a Divine Altar in this place.
I froze.
‘A Divine Altar?’
My body went rigid.
-Yes, we must find that as well.
Baek Yeon spoke with absolute certainty.
-Within this place, there must surely remain the Divine Altar that only Moonju could consume across generations, and its formula.
“….”
Hearing those words, my eyes darted about.
Could it be.
‘…Are they talking about what I consumed?’
The Divine Altar I had consumed immediately upon arriving at this residence.
It seemed that’s what they meant.
‘Was that Baek Yeon’s true objective?’
So that’s why he kept coming to this residence—not just for Paewang’s object, but to find the Divine Altar as well. I grasped his true purpose.
The problem is.
‘I already consumed it.’
There is no Divine Altar left in this place.
No matter how much they search.

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Whoosh.
The moment I stepped outside the secret chamber, I exhaled deeply. Cheonhye-in and Baek Yeon were still inside, but I had managed to slip away for now.
“Ugh….”
I’m exhausted. Maintaining heightened spiritual perception was draining, and constantly concentrating to suppress my presence took its toll.
As a result, both my mind and body were flooded with fatigue.
Creak.
I closed the door to the residence containing the secret passage and slipped outside unnoticed. Dawn had arrived.
‘Let me organize my thoughts.’
I recalled what I had experienced inside.
‘First….’
The part about the Divine Sword being a Divine Sword. That’s what stands out.
‘Regardless of how it came to be.’
If the Divine Sword is indeed a Divine Sword.
‘Shortcuts won’t work.’
Most of the loopholes I could use to obtain items from the dead become unusable. The spiritual essence within it is too powerful.
‘In this situation.’
It would be impossible unless the original owner went and retrieved it themselves.
‘What a headache.’
I wanted to properly verify what the Divine Sword was, but it turns out to be a Divine Sword. Everything has become unnecessarily complicated.
‘…Well, I can set the Divine Sword matter aside for now.’
It’s something I can’t resolve immediately, so I’ll move past it. Then.
‘Baek Yeon and Cheonhye-in.’
The relationship between those two is what matters. The fact that they both suddenly appeared in the secret chamber is suspicious.
‘Their objective isn’t just the Paewang’s Divine Sword.’
They came searching for the Divine Pill that should be inside as well.
‘Baek Yeon’s motivations are understandable.’
But Cheonhye-in is unexpected. I couldn’t understand what her intentions were in following Baek Yeon.
‘Because of them, I didn’t even get to see the Sword Saint.’
I had come intending to investigate further, but the uninvited guests prevented me from doing so.
‘If I just leave them alone, they might not even solve the mechanisms inside.’
Actually, that’s probably the case. Breaking through that secret chamber would be impossible without Yoo Cheon-gil’s martial prowess.
‘…Of course, even if they do find it.’
The Divine Pill doesn’t exist anyway. I consumed it long ago.
Those two are wasting their efforts.
“Hmm.”
Baek Yeon and Cheonhye-in.
I felt the need to understand the connection between them.
[You should know.]
Yoo Cheon-gil spoke to me once more.
[It’s him.]
I pointed with my finger. I confirmed the direction. Nothing was visible, but I trusted Yoo Cheon-gil’s words.
“What business do you have this time…?”
“Heh.”
At my words, he revealed his identity immediately. As expected.
‘It’s Paewang.’
Paewang Mukyeokseong had come looking for me again.
“Impressive. I didn’t think you’d find me again. You’re a sharp one.”
“Thank you for the compliment, senior…. Do you have business with me again?”
He shouldn’t be coming to see me until he’d finished resolving his other matters, so why now?
‘Why?’
Why had he come looking for me? And more importantly.
‘Since when.’
Since when had he been watching me? My insides were beginning to tremble slightly.
“No, I was just curious. How do you appear in an empty house in the middle of the night like this…?”
“….”
Had he been watching the interior? Since Yoo Cheon-gil hadn’t pointed it out when I came and went, he hadn’t been following me continuously.
“I had some business in the room.”
“I see. Business, you say.”
“May I take my leave?”
“Ah, yes. Go ahead.”
“Pardon me.”
I bowed my head to Paewang and was about to move when.
“But.”
Paewang spoke.
Whoosh—!!
Wind rushed past.
I turned my gaze to the side, and a massive fist was approaching my face.
“….”
I was startled. What was he doing? I looked at Paewang with wide eyes.
“Let me ask you one thing.”
“…Like this?”
“Ah, that was just a greeting.”
He smiled and withdrew his fist. Watching his arm return, I realized something.
‘…That arm.’
That should be the arm I broke last time, wasn’t it? It’s already healed?
As I was confirming this.
“Your mentor stole something. I hear it’s hidden somewhere here. Do you happen to know where?”
“….”
I didn’t expect him to ask so directly. I was taken aback.
Isn’t he openly asking where Bigo is?
“…I’m not sure…?”
“You don’t know?”
“Yes. To begin with, I don’t even know what my Mentor took from you. What exactly are you looking for?”
“As I said before, it’s a record.”
“So when you say record… are you talking about letters or something like that?”
I keep dodging as if I don’t know what Adae is. Hearing this, Paewang let out a short laugh.
Something about that laughter sent chills down my spine. A dangerous aura emanated from him.
“The form of the object doesn’t matter. What’s important is what’s contained within it… You really don’t know?”
“I don’t.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“I see.”
Paewang nodded slowly. Just as I was about to let out a sigh of relief at his gesture.
“You’re lying.”
“…!”
Paewang moves. He simply turned his head. His massive hand from before had burrowed toward me.
Could I dodge it? The moment I felt the distance.
Clap—!
“Huh?”
Paewang suddenly brought both hands together and presented them to me.
“I’m begging you.”
“Yes?”
Like he was praying… No, it really looks like he’s praying?
“I know you know. Please, I’m asking you.”
“…Wait, Senior?”
“Should I kneel?”
“No? I said no! Please get up!”
I’m startled at the sight of him actually about to kneel. What is this guy? It was an abrupt action.
“You know.”
“No, I don’t know!”
“You must know, right? Will I really kneel?”
“What crazy talk is this…! I told you I don’t know!”
His relentless behavior is overwhelming. Why is this guy really like this?
What kind of crazy person is this? Was Paewang always like this?
Bewildered, I look toward Yoo Cheon-gil.
[Hehehehe… That’s why I didn’t tell you.]
Yoo Cheon-gil speaks with a hearty laugh.
[That Paewang bastard. He’s an eccentric and stubborn one.]
“….”
I heard what you said.
But.
“Please. I’m begging you.”
“No, first get up and think for a moment…! Ah! He’s actually kneeling!”
I never expected things to become this strange.

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