The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 460

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 460
“….”
I froze for a moment upon seeing the figure that appeared. What is this? Am I seeing things wrong? Or does this make no sense? It was utterly bizarre. There was no other way to interpret it.
Standing right before my eyes was unmistakably Yoo Cheon-gil.
Which meant he was someone who should not be here.
“…Old Man… Old Man?”
“It’s been a while.”
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, wearing that irritating smile. It was definitely that annoying old man I knew.
“Look at those eyes. We meet after so long and that’s the expression you show? Your manners haven’t improved one bit.”
“…No, why. Why are you here?”
Is this real? Really real? It felt far too vivid to be fake.
“Quite a remarkable place. So you’ve been hiding something like this.”
Yoo Cheon-gil glanced around the surroundings. He took a brief look at the flower-filled space, then examined what was behind me.
“What is that?”
“….”
“So that is the secret you’ve been keeping.”
Hmm. Yoo Cheon-gil regarded it with apparent interest for a moment, but then stopped his approach, sensing something amiss.
“It seems I shouldn’t look at it, so I won’t pry further.”
“…You won’t look?”
“Why? Do you wish for me to look? If you desire it, I can certainly do so.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
I was simply surprised that he said he wouldn’t look.
“Yes, your rebirth seems to have gone well. From the look of things, your shell has shed properly.”
“….”
He examined my transformed body. Before I could react, Yoo Cheon-gil was already before me. With his large hands, he tapped and prodded my shoulders and various other places.
“Your physique is not bad either. Your energy seems to have increased as well—you’re in good condition.”
“…What are you doing?”
“Your skeletal frame needs to develop more…. Are you training properly? You have far too little muscle.”
“That’s because I’ve grown taller. I’m already pushing myself hard at it.”
“Is that so? Then that’s fortunate. Just make sure you don’t neglect it. There’s still much further to go.”
“….”
This was absurd.
“If there’s so much further to go, where exactly have you been all this time, Old Man?”
He hadn’t shown his face in months, and now he suddenly appears. And the timing is strange given all the incidents that have occurred.
I voiced my protest to the Yoo Cheon-gil who had vanished.
“There are reasons for these things. Even now, I don’t have much time.”
“…What do you mean?”
“So I’ll just deliver my message and leave.”
“You’re leaving again? Where are you going?”
Is he going to disappear entirely? I spoke with a hint of urgency.
“Ha. What is it? You were always telling me to attain enlightenment, but now you’re sorry to see me disappear?”
“….”
My hand falters at those words. That’s right. I was only watching for a chance to escape. It was strange to say such things now.
As my own mind grew hazy in this surreal situation, Yoo Cheon-gil chuckles and rests his hand on the crown of my head.
“Celestial Demon. What did that one say to you?”
“…He did, sir.”
“What did he say?”
“He told me to become a Celestial Demon.”
“Hahahahahaha–!!!”
At my words, Yoo Cheon-gil bursts into loud laughter. It was so great that the flowers around us trembled.
“Haha. How amusing. That’s exactly the sort of thing he would say.”
“…Does that please you?”
“It does. The fact that he took a liking to you means, young one, that you’re not entirely worthless.”
“So, Geomseong’s Predecessor becoming a Celestial Demon is acceptable? Is that what you’re saying?”
“If you wish to become one, then become one. It would certainly be entertaining.”
“This mad Demon?”
Is that even something to say?
“So then, shouldn’t you forget about being the Heavenly Supreme or Cheonwol Munchu and just become a Celestial Demon?”
“Who told you to do that?”
“You just said to become a Celestial Demon.”
“Yes, I said become a Celestial Demon.”
“How am I supposed to….”
“Just do everything.”
“What?”
My eyes widened at Yoo Cheon-gil’s words. What is he saying? Do everything?
“Do whatever you wish. What I desire is not something you cannot achieve even if you become a Celestial Demon.”
“…This is driving me mad.”
The hero of the Central Plains was telling his Predecessor that if he wanted to become a Celestial Demon, he should do so. He truly was a mad Demon.
“Well, do as you please with that….”
Yoo Cheon-gil nods as if entirely unconcerned. Then.
“For now, you must focus and quickly convey what needs to be conveyed before you go.”
“Where exactly do you keep saying you’re going….”
“Young one, what you must do from now on is this.”
Blue eyes gleam as he gazes at me.
My body stiffened momentarily under that gaze.
“Open the final gate of the secret archive at Cheonwol Gate.”
“…Suddenly?”
The final gate of the secret archive?
Is there something more beyond the tree?
“And with what you obtain there, depart for the North Sea.”
“….”
“I left the final piece in the North Sea. You must carry it.”
“You speak as though you’re asking me to take a casual stroll.”
The North Sea? Where did that come from all of a sudden?
‘…Could that information have been true?’
Another fragment of Yoo Cheon-gil’s legacy exists in the North Sea. I had heard rumors of it, but was that actually correct?
“How am I supposed to reach the North Sea?”
Entry there is forbidden. It’s a place that martial artists cannot access. Even the Demonic Sect itself has never dared to look in that direction.
Yoo Cheon-gil grins wickedly.
“Why would there be no way? The best method is right beside you.”
“…A method? Ah, surely not.”
My eyes widened.
“…You mean to use Gungwi?”
“You understand quickly.”
“….”
A figure from the North Sea stands right beside me. Though her presence has changed entirely from when I first met her, Gungwi—a member of the North Sea—remains at my side.
He wants me to use her to enter the North Sea?
“Is it truly necessary to go to such lengths?”
“Probably yes. It must be something you desperately need.”
“…And what of you, Old Man?”
“What?”
At my question, Yoo Cheon-gil’s eyes show bewilderment.
“What do you mean.”
“What will you do? Will you simply disappear again without showing yourself?”
“Hahahaha—”
At my words, Yoo Cheon-gil bursts into laughter. That laughter was quite irritating.
“What, are you sorry to see me go?”
“It’s not that I’m sorry. You’ve left a mess behind, and you should take responsibility for it.”
You pushed me into the Cheonwol Sect arbitrarily and made me stronger by force.
“You use me for your own purposes. How can you simply abandon me like this?”
“Tsk tsk tsk….”
Yoo Cheon-gil laughs again at my words. The difference is that his demeanor has shifted somewhat from before.
“It must be so.”
“Yes.”
“Much of this is your fault.”
“…What?”
“Setting aside what you’re hiding, there is a problem within your own bloodline that cannot be helped.”
“…What do you mean?”
“Since you’re already trying to uncover it yourself, there’s no need for me to point it out… but be warned.”
Yoo Cheon-gil issues a warning. That caution carried an oddly discordant tone.
So Yoo Cheon-gil was warning me to be careful.
“What exactly are you saying exists in our house?”
“Discover it yourself. I would love to toy with you thoroughly, but… I cannot.”
Tap.
Yoo Cheon-gil touches my forehead with his massive index finger. Instantly, an incomprehensible energy brushes through my body—whoooosh!
“Not quite an arrangement, but I’ll give you a gift. The rest you’ll be able to see when you open the final gate of Cheonwol Sect.”
“…So you’re telling me to open that secret vault after all.”
“Isn’t it better to have many assignments?”
“Better? Not a chance.”
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Yoo Cheon-gil’s blue eyes glow softly.
“Whatever choice you make is your freedom, but do not make a choice you’ll regret.”
“Are you speaking from your own experience?”
“It’s different.”
Ssshhh—Yoo Cheon-gil’s body begins to glow brighter.
“Because I lived with more regret than anyone, I tell you this.”
“…”
Regret. It seemed like the least fitting word for Yoo Cheon-gil, yet hearing him mention it felt strange.
“Ah, and when you return next time, slowly resolve that matter as well.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You know. The reason you became entangled with me in the first place.”
“…That is…”
“My death. Slowly resolve that. The time has come now.”
“…But you said not to worry about it for now?”
“The time has come. That’s all there is to it.”
I don’t know what this “time” means. But there is one thing I can understand.
‘When he speaks of “time,”‘
it’s focused on my growth rather than his own benefit.
I’ve been gradually realizing this recently.
“Then, until next time. Complete the assignment I’ve given you well.”
Tap, tap. His hand ruffles the crown of my head.
“You’re doing well. You’ve reached a level worthy of being called Yoo Cheon-gil’s Predecessor.”
“What. That’s irritating…?”
“…This one deserves some praise too.”
Yoo Cheon-gil glares at me as if exasperated. He still looks terrifyingly fierce.
“Anyway, I’ve given what I had to give. Until next time. Until then.”
He speaks with a grin.
“Cultivate diligently.”
Whoosh.
Yoo Cheon-gil vanishes before my eyes. Since I never sensed his presence to begin with, I cannot detect him even when I try to find him again.
“Sigh.”
I exhaled slowly.
“How can someone be so utterly willful?”
She had never appeared properly even once. No wonder the Heavenly Supreme managed to become what he is—with her acting like that.
‘…The figure who killed Yoo Cheon-gil.’
It seemed time to settle this matter definitively.
‘After dealing with Bigo and heading to the North Sea.’
Before that, I organized what needed to be handled.
“First.”
I wanted to resolve the most crucial matter. I approached what lay before my eyes, observing it.
“I’m sorry. It seems I’ll need you to stay a bit longer.”
If possible, indefinitely. You must remain as you are. This was the final barrier protecting the life I desired.
“….”
Her gaze turned toward me. No—she had been watching me from the beginning. Her eyes held neither a plea for release nor resentment.
Simply watching.
Shiiing—! Chains materialized in my hand.
“I’m sorry.”
I offered an apology that would never reach her.
It was all I could do.
Clang.
The chain locked into place.
That sensation echoed identically within my heart.
Whoooosh—!! Petals surged skyward. Wind blew. A breeze emerged where none had existed in the stilled space.
Vitality.
It manifested in the space. I had woven vitality into a place that had been nothing but silence.
That was the purpose.
‘The presence of vitality.’
Was proof that a human soul still remained.
“…Until next time.”
I spoke with a bitter smile.
I locked the final chain in place and exhaled.
Thus.
“….”
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the dungeon where I had been.
“Sigh.”
I steadied my breathing. I checked my soul directly. I needed to verify that it had locked properly.
“…Huh?”
Something felt wrong. Very wrong indeed.

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