The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 449

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 449
I have never been fond of meddling in others’ affairs.
I have witnessed firsthand the consequences of needless interference, and I understand in my very soul—not merely through reason—that becoming entangled in karma, regardless of one’s intentions, carries no blessing.
I despised involving myself in the affairs of others.
Or rather, to be precise.
‘I hated knowing about it in the first place.’
Knowing that something was happening.
Once I knew, it weighed on my mind. And once it weighed on my mind, unnecessary complications inevitably arose.
How I wish I possessed the temperament to ignore such things, but unfortunately, I am not such a person.
‘And so I ruined it all.’
Everything.
My very life crumbled in this manner. It is a truth I have come to understand through living. Ah, whenever I meddle in others’ affairs, my life becomes exhausting.
More than exhausting—it becomes ruined.
Once I realized this, when my previous life collapsed and this new one began, I resolved firmly.
‘I will not involve myself in anything.’
Whether it be the affairs of humans or spirits, I would not entangle myself in others’ troubles and be swept away in the same tempest. With this resolve, I lived.
‘Yet everything became twisted.’
It was twisted from the very beginning.
It could not have been otherwise. This cursed gaze of mine has always been my undoing. So I bound myself with chains.
So that I would not become entangled with anyone.
I bound my own wrists.
‘Yet even that was not easy.’
Is life truly such a thing?
My grandmother once said to me.
‘Live as you wish.’
Whether she spoke these words knowing I could never live that way, or whether she wished for me to live thus, I cannot say. But if I were to answer now.
‘…That is a difficult thing to say.’
If I lived as I wished, I would be ruined. So it is better to endure and live with restraint.
With this resolve, I have borne the present.
“I have ascertained the location.”
Yet there are moments when I find myself doing things, just as I always do.
“It is not far.”
I turned my head at Gwima’s words. The location was not far at all.
“Heavenly Lord.”
Gwima spoke to me while kneeling.
“If you would grant me your command, I shall handle it myself.”
His voice was cold. There was no trace of killing intent or emotion in his tone. Yet I could perceive Gwima’s feelings.
The reason he did not emanate killing intent was simple.
‘They are not worth the effort.’
To Gwima, the heterodox martial artists I had seen earlier were merely insects.
Why would I waste emotion on something that can simply be trampled and erased?
Watching this, I realize it clearly.
‘The being standing before me.’
Is someone who approached the Celestial Demon, a Marin who operated within the war itself.
“It’s fine.”
It would be convenient to order him to handle it. He would certainly dispose of it simply enough. But.
“I’ll handle this one myself.”
“Understood.”
I had to step forward. There was one thing bothering me.

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The distance wasn’t far. Not by a martial artist’s pace.
By an ordinary person’s pace, it would seem about half a day’s journey away.
The Gwima said this was the place I was looking for.
“….”
Deep within the forest, I sense human presence. But it wasn’t just presence.
‘I wondered why there were so few spiritual entities in the forest.’
They’re all gathered there.
The aura of evil spirits is overwhelming. Ghosts also abound in the surroundings, resonating with the spiritual essence of the demons. Ghosts, being spiritual entities, resonate easily. The reason so many ghosts gather in a specific space is due to such influence.
Ghosts are spiritual entities, so resonance comes easily. The reason ghosts congregate in particular spaces is also due to such influence.
Then.
“Why are those who left taking so long?”
“Did something happen? It’s just killing the girls and bringing them back—why would it take this long?”
At the voice from inside, the demons outside flinch. Their trembling seemed like a reaction to those words.
“Shouldn’t we go search? If the Leader finds out about this, we’re in trouble.”
“When he gets angry, he might slit a few more throats.”
“One of those few might be you.”
“You bastard?”
Growling hostility fills the space. As I regulate my breathing while observing this.
[How curious.]
The Celestial Demon, who had remained silent until now, murmurs.
[I thought you weren’t the type to get heated over such matters, yet it seems this one’s judgment was mistaken.]
Whether strange or interesting, the Celestial Demon speaks to me with an intrigued tone.
It was a fair point.
‘I’m not particularly angered by this.’
I wasn’t actually enraged.
Human life is short and monotonous. Especially in this world drenched in blood and blades.
In my past life, I would rage at every small death, but I abandoned even those emotions at the end of that existence.
[Then, what is your reason for stepping forward now?]
‘I’m not sure.’
Perhaps it’s because, though I claim to have let go, there are still some things I haven’t released.
That must be it.
‘I’m a bit irritated.’
Venting about what lies before my eyes—if I’m being honest, that’s all it amounts to.
[Venting, is it—]
The Celestial Demon quiets his voice at my response.
[A fair sentiment. In a world of the strong, such things are hardly strange.]
Coming from someone who once sparked a war, his reaction is surprisingly positive. As they say, no one is truly normal.
[However, do not be consumed by it. It is not a becoming sight for one who seeks to stand at the summit.]
‘My apologies, but.’
Shing.
I drew my blade and pondered.
‘As I’ve said before, I have no intention of standing at such a summit.’
What a subtle jab. I chuckled and stepped forward.
“Hm?”
As I revealed myself, the eyes of those within turned toward me.
“What?”
“What the—you!”
“Who are you!”
They drew their weapons and pointed them at me. A refreshing feeling. Normally, with so many present, I wouldn’t simply walk out like this.
‘I’ve grown arrogant.’
Knowing full well that monsters swarm above me.
Having reached the pinnacle, the blood has rushed to my head a little.
“Who I am isn’t particularly important.”
Whoosh.
I gripped the Divine Blade and let my arm fall lightly.
“Just one. I’ll spare whoever talks to me most earnestly. Any volunteers?”
“What are you saying!”
“Kill him!”
Kwagakang—! Qi erupted as they rushed at me. With one hand, I swept my hair back.
“Fine. I’ll choose for you then.”
I’m rather good at such things.
Clang.
Wol-an responds, and blade light erupts from all directions. Crude, angular, monotonous sword strikes.
There’s no need to dodge. I simply laid my blade atop theirs.
Screech—!
“Crack.”
One man’s throat is severed and he collapses. Spinning, I hurled the Divine Blade at the face of another flying upward, piercing through his forehead.
For the one rushing from below, I wrapped my qi around his jaw and shattered his knee with a strike.
Crack.
Blood splattered across my clothes. I ignored it.
“Strong energy…!?”
“…Damn it, a master!”
Noticing that I had closed my eyes for a moment, panic flashed across their faces.
“…A master, how could—!”
The noisy man’s head was severed clean off. There were too many of them.
Boom—!!
I poured strength into my feet and shattered the ground beneath me. Fragments scattered into the air with the impact. I grasped the small shards in one hand, infused them with energy, and launched them forward.
Manceon Hwau.
Crash-crash-crash—!!!
I applied a technique that Dok-ryong had been terrible at. Wrapping each stone fragment with strong energy before firing them, the fragments pierced through their bodies.
Crash-crash-crash—!
“Gahhh!”
“Ahhhhh!”
They screamed and collapsed.
“Mon… monster…. It’s a monster….”
One man crouched down, trembling as he backed away. I glanced at him and flicked my finger. A small stone in my hand lodged itself in his forehead.
“Crack.”
Another man died and vanished.
“Hyiieeek…!”
Somehow, only one remained. I sheathed the Divine Blade back into its scabbard.
Clang.
‘The world is indeed terrifying.’
Dozens of them had gathered, yet they were completely annihilated before I could even finish a cup of tea.
I understood well what happens when someone with power unleashes malice.
“Pl… please…. Spare me… please….”
“I already spared you.”
“…Hic….”
I approached and looked down at him.
“…Blue eyes…?”
The man noticed my eyes belatedly.
“Could it be… Cheongwol Sect? And that outfit… Sowoldae…?”
“You know well.”
“H… how did Sowoldae come all the way here…!”
“That’s not a question for you to ask. Who are you people?”
What identity would drive them to come all the way to Yeolyeong and cause such trouble.
“You killed young girls and took their corpses. What were you planning to do with them?”
“….”
The man clamped his mouth shut at my words. Seeing that, I moved my hand slightly.
Crack—!!
“…!!!”
I snapped his thumb back roughly, and he shrieked as though his very soul was being torn from his body.
“What’s your identity?”
I asked again.
“Ha…. Ha-ack…. Ha….”
“Should I go for your manhood next?”
“Sa… Sama Sect…. Sama Sect, sir…!”
Sama Sect. At those words, I stopped my grip on the man’s groin. Sama Sect?
‘Where is that?’
It was a place I’d never heard of before.
“Sama Sect, you say.”
“Yes… yes, sir. From the… Sama Sect, we came from there.”
“For what purpose?”
“We… heard there was a remote village nearby…. We came to take the young girls….”
“You need to speak clearly. Words matter—one syllable changes everything.”
Taking them dead. That was the crucial point.
“If it were simple kidnapping to sell them to brothels or human trafficking, you wouldn’t take them dead. So why take them dead?”
“…That is….”
The man’s eyes wavered.
“I… don’t know. We just do as we’re ordered….”
“Ordered, you say. By whom?”
“…Our leader….”
“You mean the leader of the Sama Sect?”
“Yes, sir…! Truly… I truly don’t know! I only follow orders…!”
Thunk—!!
“Gack.”
Before he could finish speaking, his head went limp. Dead. Looking closer, a short dagger was embedded in his forehead.
It wasn’t my doing.
Seeing this, I turned around.
“Well, well.”
Someone was standing there.
“Coming a day early turned out to be the right call.”
A woman. She wore a form-fitting outfit and a face veil.
“I came ahead on a hunch. Looks like something interesting was happening?”
“Who are you?”
I asked, rising to my feet.
“My, my…. Look at this one?”
The woman’s voice took on a sultry tone as she studied me.
“Beautiful as a jewel? I’ve never seen one quite like this before.”
She placed a hand on her waist.
“Want to have some fun with your sister?”
At the seductive question, I drew my blade.
The man before me was dead, but I wasn’t particularly surprised. I had sensed him approaching.
“Sorry.”
I let him die without much concern. Another one had arrived anyway. Besides.
“I’m not interested in older women.”
“What?”
There was something I wanted to ask this woman about. I couldn’t see her face, but the aura behind her revealed her identity.
“Madam.”
“Ma-”
I spoke curtly.
“Are you from Patcheon Gung?”
“….”
Silence fell for a moment.
“Ha….”
The woman laughs.
In that instant, the woman’s body flew toward me along with her dagger.

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