The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 468

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 468
If this wasn’t a mistake, the voice I’m hearing now is the same one I heard at Hwasan.
That cold, warning voice from back then—it’s the same one reaching my ears now.
And the owner of that voice is—
“Amjeon…?”
Amjeon.
The Celestial Demon, called the master and sovereign of the night.
A strange being that even other Celestial Demons could not dare to see or meet, or so the legends said.
It had to be. No one was known to have survived after seeing Amjeon’s face.
Would a voice be any different?
I swallowed hard, my throat dry.
“I’ll ask again.”
Click. A wet sound.
Blood flows from something touching my neck.
“What are you searching for?”
“….”
How should I answer? Why is Amjeon here? My mind isn’t working properly. Is there any reason for Amjeon to be in Yeolyeong?
My eyes darted around. What’s the best thing I can say in this situation?
Nothing really. No way to soften it, no excuse to make.
Then there was only one method.
“I heard that Samapa and Patcheon-gung buried something here, so I came to search for it.”
“….”
“But Senior Amjeon, why are you here—”
I spoke honestly and turned the question back. Even then, the sensation at my neck remained the same.
Was that the wrong answer? As doubt arose, whatever was touching my neck disappeared.
“…May I turn around?”
There was no answer. But it wasn’t a denial either, so I slowly turned my head.
I could see someone behind me.
A figure wrapped entirely in black cloth, covering both face and body.
“Had there been even the slightest lie, I would have killed you.”
“…That’s fortunate then.”
At my response, Amjeon’s head tilted slightly. I wondered if my answer was a bit too rude.
“Did you know.”
“Know what, sir?”
“That I was by your side.”
“No. I only realized that just now.”
How would I have known Amjeon was nearby? There wasn’t even a whisper of presence.
And I only found out just now. But Amjeon seemed to catch on the word “just now” that I’d used. He asked again.
“Just now?”
“Yes. I realized it when you asked what I was searching for.”
“How?”
“…Well, that’s simple.”
Straightforward enough.
“I doubt you suddenly appeared here with a specific purpose in mind.”
That’s possible. But it’s more likely you didn’t.
“You didn’t seem surprised by the mention of Samapa and Patcheon Palace.”
You might not have reacted, but you’ve been quietly listening. I speak with the possibilities in mind.
“I suspect you were watching when I killed every last member of Samapa, and when I fought the Patcheon Palace Martial Artists.”
The possibility that you’d been observing from the very beginning.
And the fact that you’ve been pretending ignorance until now means either there was truly nothing around you, or you had reason to do so.
The fact that you didn’t kill me and instead asked questions suggests you needed a pretext or reason for conversation.
That’s my judgment.
“If my junior’s thoughts were presumptuous, I apologize.”
“…”
Amjeon stares at me after my words. Actually, I can’t even see his eyes, so I’m not sure if he’s looking at all.
“Different.”
“Pardon?”
A brief assessment. Different from whom?
“I was watching.”
Without answering my question, Amjeon confirms that what I said was true.
“I saw you slaughter Samapa and face Patcheon Palace.”
“…I see.”
Then help me out a little. The thought flashed through my mind, but I didn’t dare voice it.
There was no reason for Amjeon to help me.
“I ask this: did you seek out Yeolyeong for that purpose?”
“Not particularly. I came because I had business here. Things just became entangled.”
“With Samapa? Or Patcheon Palace?”
“Since both are equally worthless, it doesn’t matter which I became entangled with.”
“I see. Then.”
Amjeon asks me something else.
“What of Haowen?”
“…”
A chill ran down my spine. Wait, surely not.
‘He saw that too?’
Did he see my connection to the Haowen branch? This isn’t good.
What should I say? I try to think briefly.
[That one wasn’t there at the time.]
The Celestial Demon dwelling in the Divine Sword spoke. Is that certain? If I misstep here, there might not be a next time.
A gamble. Who do I trust? The choice didn’t take long.
“Haowen, you say?”
My eyes betrayed complete bewilderment. I spoke with one eyebrow slightly furrowed and my breathing steady and controlled.
“….”
At my words, Amjeon regarded me quietly.
It seemed as though he were assessing me.
“You don’t appear to be involved.”
“Pardon?”
“If you were entangled with Haowen, I would have severed your neck.”
“….”
That was close. I swallowed the dry saliva caught in my throat.
“Why the sudden statement…?”
“Enough. What are you searching for in this place?”
“That is something I must investigate further, but…. Amjeon.”
This time, I looked at him and asked.
“What business do you have with me?”
“….”
“Am I perhaps your assassination target?”
Ah, that would be quite troublesome. I’m truly in a state where I could only die.
“No, I hold no such interest in you.”
“Then why….”
“Mere curiosity, that is all.”
Amjeon’s gaze swept across the fog-shrouded ground.
“Whether you are entangled with the Patcheon-gung Thugs, or perhaps bound to something else entirely.”
“I am….”
“But it seems you are not—”
“….”
Thud. Amjeon stepped backward. As he took that single step, a peculiar sensation washed over me.
‘His presence.’
It faded. Though he stood plainly before my eyes, I could barely sense Amjeon anymore.
What is this?
“Remember this.”
Amjeon spoke.
“Do not entangle yourself with Patcheon-gung. Furthermore.”
His voice carried a warning.
“Do not delve too deeply into the world’s secrets.”
With those words, Amjeon vanished. He truly disappeared before my very eyes.
“…What.”
He says his piece and disappears? What is this. Did I nearly die just now?
I ran my hand across my neck. Goosebumps erupted across my forearms moments later.
‘…That mad monster.’
I understood now why Amjeon was the master of the night. If he had decided to kill me, there would have been no escape.
‘I’m dead now.’
I would have died without anyone knowing—without even realizing I was being followed.
‘You could have said something.’
If I could sense it, I’d speak up to the Celestial Demon, though I’d curse at him.
[Does the Lord need to kindly inform you of things you didn’t ask about?]
The Celestial Demon bastard digs in with logic at times like this. Only then does he care about logic. These damnable fools.
“Sigh.”
I exhaled and shook my head.
‘…Fine. So, are there more Amjeons nearby?’
[I don’t sense any right now.]
“So that’s how it is.”
Tsk. I clicked my tongue and rolled up my sleeves. I placed my hand directly on the ground.
Uuuuuoooong–!!!
There’s no Amjeon. Even if there were, I’d do it anyway, so there’s no need to hesitate.
Uuuuuoooong-!!! I feel the energy. The resentment bound beneath this earth was overwhelming.
‘You bastards.’
The screams of souls.
-Kiiieeeee.
-Mom…. Mom….
-Jinrang…! Save me…!
Those buried in the earth, their resentment still intact. Their sorrow seeped directly into my hands.
‘This is absolutely sickening.’
My mood turned foul. I didn’t know how they intended to summon Yewol.
‘How could they do such a thing?’
Using human lives for such cursed deeds—there was no difference.
If I had my way, I’d grant them all salvation and sweep away the mountains themselves.
“….”
But this time, I couldn’t do that.
‘If I just clean this up like this.’
It would only reach their ears, and they’d obviously use another method. So then.
‘…I need to use a different approach.’
I use a different method. I thought of a way to make those bastards eat dirt.
‘Damn it.’
My stomach felt heavy. In the end, I too would have to use these vengeful spirits.
I bit my lip. Choices must always be made quickly.
Schwick-! I raised my inner energy slightly and tore open my forearm.
Blood flowed down my left arm in streams.
The flowing blood traced down the back of my hand and seeped into the ground.
Whoosh. The blood that entered the earth seeped deep. I struggled to pour it all into the ground.
Since I’d made the wound large and deep, the blood flowed freely, and I used my inner energy to make it overflow.
Just enough to make me slightly dizzy. Only after losing that much blood did I finally stop the bleeding.
“Haaah—”
I exhaled deeply.
I infused the blood generously, then withdrew my hands slightly. After that, I pressed my palms together and closed my eyes.
‘Getting home early is out of the question.’
It seemed this would take considerably more time.
From this moment forward, I would use this mountain itself as a talisman.
And thus, I intended to present the Patcheon-gung Thugs with something special.
‘A time bomb.’
A grand gift that would detonate the moment they touched it.
Let them taste ruin. With only that thought, I focused.

* * *
When I opened my eyes again, night had already fallen completely dark.
I had no sense of how much time had passed.
“…Haaah….”
I exhaled deeply. Then I released my knees and collapsed onto my rear.
“Ah…. My legs are numb…!”
My legs trembled violently. It was the result of kneeling for hours.
“…Ugh….”
As I drooled over my tingling, numb legs.
[…How bizarre.]
The Celestial Demon spoke.
[You could do something like this? Truly extraordinary.]
The Celestial Demon, who had watched what I was doing, uttered words mixed with admiration and astonishment.
[How is such a thing even possible?]
“How and what—…. You just do it if you keep at it.”
There was nothing to be surprised about. It was simply a matter of enduring some hardship.
[Merely hardship? That’s nonsense—Ahhae. Do you not understand what you’ve just done?]
“I understand. I know, but what difference does it make?”
It was hardly significant enough to be called a great feat.
I remained unmoved. It was even inferior to my past life.
‘As expected. Skills rust if you don’t use them.’
It took twice as long as my past life. I was aware that I had spent excessive time.
“…Let’s go now.”
Still, it wasn’t bad. The completion turned out exactly as I desired.
‘Where.’
Just as I was about to summon Yewol.
‘It will be you who tastes ruin.’
Even Yewol’s rage.
The backlash from that will be yours to bear as well.
With that thought, I pushed myself to my feet.
“Ugh…!”
I cried out in pain before I could fully stand.
“Damn cramps….”
The muscle spasms still hadn’t subsided.
[Want me to help?]
I ignored Doyang’s interjection and dragged my numb, aching legs down the mountain.
I needed to get home quickly. It was far too late.

* * *
After descending the mountain, I arrived near Yeolyeong. Looking at the sky, it appeared to be well past the hour of the Rat.
That meant I’d been there for an incredibly long time.
‘I’ve ended up staying out all night without realizing it.’
I’d sent Yoo Yeon ahead earlier. Would that be alright? She probably made it fine.
As I walked with that thought—
“Search! We must find him no matter what!”
“Expand the search perimeter!”
“By any means… find the Young Master…!”
‘Hmm?’
The forest near Yeolyeong was filled with voices and sounds of activity.
What’s this?
What were they doing? Someone was conducting a search in the forest.
Looking at their clothes—
‘The Moyong clan?’
They appeared to be martial artists from the Moyong family. What was this about? I approached, puzzled.
Crackle. I deliberately made my presence known. The martial artists holding lanterns then noticed me.
“Who goes there!”
“Just someone passing through. What are you searching for?”
My eyes stung from the light after being in darkness for so long.
“…We’re currently searching for a missing person. Have you seen anyone in this area?”
“A person?”
“Indeed.”
A missing person? Again? Could it be the work of those Patcheon-gung thugs?
Had they already begun kidnapping women again? I frowned.
“Who are you looking for?”
“A young man just past his twenties. Over seven feet tall, with blue eyes and devastatingly handsome… features….”
“…?”
“…?”
The martial artist’s eyes grew strange as he looked at me.
“Ah.”
“Why?”
“…Little Xia.”
“Yes.”
“…What is your name?”
“My name is Bangseong-yeon.”
“…!”
At those words, the Martial Artist startled with a cry.
“We, we found the Bang Disciple!!”
“…Eh?”
At that shout, I could only stare blankly.
What is this.
‘…I’m the missing person?’
Somehow, I had become a missing person without even knowing it.

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