The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 485

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 485
I made a deal with the Celestial Demon.
I needed to kill Honwondo, but my strength alone was insufficient. Divine Sword Unity. The newfound power I had obtained was overwhelming for me to apply on my own.
It demanded far too much concentration, and my proficiency in actual combat was far too low to use it effectively.
Yet I had to kill Honwondo regardless.
I sought to employ all manner of other means, and among them, the Celestial Demon was the most suitable existence for me.
He was no different. Like Yoo Cheon-gil, he could use my body, so I requested his assistance in this matter.
[I refuse.]
The Celestial Demon flatly rejected me.
[How disappointing.]
His words expressing disappointment in my choice. That voice was far colder than I had anticipated.
[You seek the aid of this lord before a life-or-death confrontation? Such ignorance and foolishness.]
“I’m simply not in a position to concern myself with such matters right now.”
I had no interest in where his disappointment stemmed from. I cared not one whit for the Celestial Demon’s disappointment.
A martial artist’s conviction. A martial artist’s will. The mindset one must possess as a martial artist.
What did I care for such things?
There had never been a single moment when such matters mattered to me.
I was learning martial arts and finding interest in them, but that too was merely interest in martial knowledge. Survival was a separate matter entirely.
“I must receive your aid, Celestial Demon. So let us make a deal.”
[Ha.]
The Celestial Demon let out a hollow laugh at my words.
[A deal? What could you possibly offer this lord?]
“I do not know. However, I understand that you desire much from me.”
[….]
“As you said, I am foolish and stubborn, but unfortunately I know I am the talent you seek. So let us make a deal using that.”
The Celestial Demon desires something from me. But I had not the slightest intention of fulfilling his wishes. That is why a deal becomes possible.
“Help me. Then I shall grant you one request.”
[One request?]
“Yes. However, not anything whatsoever. Particularly, becoming a Celestial Demon or such—that is difficult even for me. I would sooner bite my tongue and die.”
[Ha, you set conditions even now? Did you not say you were desperate?]
“I am desperate. But I must still look after what matters.”
[Truly, this is not even amusing….]
“Thank you for your words. So choose. Will you help me?”
[….]
I could not hear the Celestial Demon’s answer. It seemed he was deliberating. I waited for that. After a brief moment passed.
[Very well.]
The Celestial Demon accepted.
[If you will hear one word from this lord, I shall follow your will.]
“What is your command?”
[Go to Singang.]
“…!”
Singang. That word meant only one thing—go to the Demonic Sect.
“As I mentioned before, the Celestial Demon is….”
[Do not misunderstand.]
The Celestial Demon speaks as if drawing a line.
[That position is not something you can obtain simply because you desire it. You may eventually sit there according to fate, but you cannot claim it merely by wanting it.]
“Then what….”
[Fate will guide you. It will come to pass in the not-too-distant future. You need only ride that current when it arrives.]
“….”
[You can manage that much, can’t you?]
The Celestial Demon speaks with a hint of amusement. When the current that will carry me to Singang arrives, I must ride it.
I hesitate for a moment at those words.
“I shall do as you say.”
I had no choice but to accept.

* * *
Whoooosh—!!!
Amid the crumbling ruins, my body moves. The Honwondo appears before me. A murderous aura seizes the entirety of the air. The sensation is entirely different from our earlier clash.
This is on an entirely different level.
He was toying with me. That was the moment I realized this truth. Unlike the hollow title of Four Heavenly Kings, I now understood he was a genuine martial artist.
“Insignificant?”
Honwondo’s voice deepens.
“Who calls whom insignificant, you damned brat.”
Crackle—!!! The air ripples. It was the influence of his inner energy bursting forth, and moreover.
‘The aura of Patcheon Gung.’
Was steadily coiling around his body. With each moment, his presence grew fiercer. The sensation was different. I could see in real time how he grew stronger.
“Impressive. I commend you. I never expected you to achieve the Unity of Sword and Spirit. And you—who hasn’t even ascended to the Flower Realm—to actually touch that supreme height.”
Admiration and astonishment are evident. The Unity of Sword and Spirit must be a tremendous enlightenment. Though I myself knew little of it.
“…Truly overwhelming talent. I acknowledge it. Yoo Cheon-gil. I wondered what level the Jeonin of that monster would reach, but these numbers are absurd.”
Nothing but praise. Words I shouldn’t even hear from an enemy. Yet.
“That is why you will die here. By any means necessary, I will sever your neck.”
Honwondo’s resolve carries thick, suffocating killing intent. A chilling, piercing aura makes the ground roil.
“Hmm.”
At those words. I.
No—the Celestial Demon tilts his head.
“How refreshing.”
“What?”
“By any means necessary, you will kill me. It has been far too long since I met someone who speaks to me in such a manner…. I find it quite refreshing.”
“…Nonsense. Did you take a heavy blow to the head? You seem to have lost your mind.”
Crackle. Honwondo grasps a massive blade.
“It’s done. Whether it’s broken or whatever—you will die. And I will treasure that woman dearly. Do not concern yourself.”
‘That bastard.’
Infuriating words spilled out so casually. Hearing them, I ground my teeth. That was when it happened.
Whoooosh-!!!
Honwondo’s body rushed at me in an instant.
I couldn’t see it. This time was no different. Normally, I wouldn’t have reacted at all. Not reacting meant—
‘I couldn’t have dodged or blocked it.’
It meant I likely would have died as things stood.
But.
“Watch closely.”
Clang-!!! Crash-!
“…What!?”
The Divine Blade easily blocked Honwondo’s sword. As if the force he unleashed meant nothing.
‘How is this.’
What’s happening? It should have been impossible to block. The gap in power was stark. The quality of inner force was different too. Moreover—
‘I haven’t even used Wol Cheon or anything.’
The body the Celestial Demon was using was merely a physical form wrapped in inner force. I hadn’t drawn upon the power of the Cheongwol Heart Method at all.
How is such power emerging?
“It is the distribution of force and the harmony of spirit essence.”
The Celestial Demon speaks to my question.
“Your enlightenment lacks distribution between spirit essence and inner force. So I shall teach you. This is a gift I bestow upon you, who has touched Divine Blade Unity.”
“What have you been saying since earlier? How dare you, you insolent wretch, speak before me like this…!”
Honwondo, irritated by the Celestial Demon’s muttering, pours more power into the Way. The aura of Patcheon Gung now affects even his weapon.
The inner force begins to transform. His Doggang, which should have been transparent, takes on a deep violet hue.
“Revolting.”
The Celestial Demon’s emotion shifts upon witnessing this.
That was when it happened.
Slash-!
“…!?”
Blood erupted from Honwondo’s upper body.
‘What?’
The Celestial Demon’s blade had torn through his chest. It was instantaneous. I couldn’t see how he moved the sword.
Or rather, even seeing it, I couldn’t comprehend it.
It was merely a simple downward slash.
“Divine Blade Unity is a simpler principle than one might think.”
Whoosh-!!
“Ugh!?”
The Celestial Demon continues to move. Honwondo attempts to react and shift, but—
Slash-!!!
Somehow, the Celestial Demon’s blade pierces through his defense with ease.
“Becoming one with the sword. It is that simple principle—where the blade and body unite as one—yet the enlightenment contained within runs deep. Do you understand what it means to achieve perfect unity with the blade?”
‘I do not.’
There is something within that sensation of becoming one with the sword. I have not yet reached that far.
Shwiiing clang-!
The Honwondo’s blade ricochets away. I focused on that moment. How could he deflect it so effortlessly when his grip strength and energy were far more depleted than mine?
“Achieving perfect unity ultimately means wielding the blade with complete mastery. Energy will always leak out in the end, and there will always be portions you cannot fully grasp. This is because the blade and body are ultimately separate things. One.”
Zzzzzzzzzt-!! Energy gradually repels outward. Energy was pouring from the Celestial Demon’s body.
This is.
‘Cheongwol Heart Technique.’
The energy of the Cheonwol Sect. Blue energy flows through the Celestial Demon’s body. It was different from last time. Last time.
‘He had used Magi.’
This time, it seemed he had no intention of using Magi.
“I should not use it. It would not be a gift to you otherwise.”
The Celestial Demon laughed.
That was when.
“Perhaps this is how it should be used.”
Crack-!
Kaaaaaaaaa-!!!
‘…!!’
I, watching from within my body, was astounded. The Celestial Demon had attempted Wol Cheon. Not only had he succeeded at Wol Cheon.
‘What is this energy?’
An overwhelmingly greater power erupts than what I had been using. What is that energy?
“It is Hun-ki.”
The Celestial Demon answers.
“Using the energy of soul and spirit to amplify it. Remember this well.”
From that point onward, I focused on my body. The spiritual energy near my heart. It is not mine. This seemed to be the Celestial Demon’s energy coveting my flesh.
Wrapped in that energy, as if.
‘He is circulating the energy rapidly.’
Making it pass through the meridians faster. Making the force settle in more powerfully. He was adjusting it in such a way.
Is such a thing even possible?
And beyond that.
‘This is the sensation of Divine Sword Unity.’
The Celestial Demon had entered Divine Sword Unity from the moment he first blocked the Honwondo’s assault.
His footsteps. His breathing. Even the directionality of his blade.
Everything had changed. The world he inhabited and the landscape he perceived had ascended to another dimension.
‘This is it.’
This elevation.
The elevation I perceived when I first walked that path.
This is.
‘Divine Sword Unity.’
I sense the world shifting around me. Perhaps it’s because I exist in this soul state. I cast aside all other senses, focusing solely on what stands before me.
I won’t miss a single thing.
That was my resolve.
“Good. Keep watching like that.”
“This bastard.”
Before the Celestial Demon’s words, Honwondo clenched his teeth.
쿠아아아아—!!!! 기운이 폭주했다.
Honwondo’s blazing eyes turned toward the Celestial Demon.
“…Arrogant wretch…!”
His momentum gathered and compressed. A single surge of force. Something even more solid than that emerged. It appeared to be Honwondo’s martial technique.
“Try to withstand this. Running away like a rat ends here.”
“Running away?”
Before the words finished. The Celestial Demon moved.
Skreeeek.
Something was severed.
‘What.’
The Celestial Demon was already behind Honwondo.
“I,”
Thus.
“Have never run away in the first place.”
Thud.
“Wha…?”
Honwondo’s left shoulder was severed, and blood erupted from the wound.
Sploooosh–!!
“Kraaagh!”
He staggered, clutching his shoulder. As he wavered, the Celestial Demon spoke.
“Pathetic creature. Your tricks are feeble.”
The blade, unstained by blood despite the cut. An indifferent hand.
Without even employing my true martial techniques, borrowing only this frail body.
‘This is.’
The Celestial Demon.
I was beginning to grasp, fragmentary as it was, what the Deity of the Demonic Sect truly was.

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