The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 486

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 486
Drip, drip, drip.
Blood flows.
“Ugh….”
Honwondo staggers. He seemed unable to comprehend what had just happened to him.
I felt the same way.
‘A disconnect.’
I drew my blade.
And I cut through something.
Why did such profound understanding emerge from this simple act?
Within that single stroke lay principles so profound they sent shivers down my soul.
“You… you bastard…. You are….”
Honwondo’s eyes mirrored my own emotions. He too gazed at the Celestial Demon with that same bewildered expression.
“What in the world is your true identity…!”
Emotions previously hidden surfaced across his face. Fear. Dread. Such things appeared in Honwondo.
“Identity.”
The Celestial Demon twirled his divine blade. The aura of Wol Cheon that had been radiating from his body quietly faded.
“I’ve never defined it. But now…. Yes.”
He laughs. The Celestial Demon’s lips curl upward.
“Bangseong-yeon. Simply call me that.”
He reveals my name. Well, it is my body after all, so that would be correct…. But hearing it felt strange.
“Ugh…!”
Honwondo’s gaze shifts. Seeing this, the Celestial Demon moves.
That’s when I spoke.
-You cannot kill him.
“….”
The Celestial Demon halts upon hearing my words. Cannot kill him. Hearing this, his pace slows.
Honwondo did not miss that moment.
Boom-!!!
With a thunderous explosion, he surges upward. His severed arm and his precious weapon vanish along with him.
“He’s, he’s fleeing!”
“The master has escaped!”
The Tabsa watching from afar saw Honwondo disappear and erupted in cheers.
Waaaaaaa-!!!
Cheers spread throughout the entire area.
“Wol-hyeop…!”
“Wol-hyeop!”
Seeing those around me repeatedly call out my alias, I shook my head.
It wasn’t something I had done anyway. While thinking this.
“Take this.”
The Celestial Demon spoke quietly. My body trembled at those words.
I hastily reclaimed my spirit into my original body. The moment I steadied my wavering legs.
“…Are you alright?”
Muyong Youngsoon appeared and supported me.
“What are you doing…!”
“What do you mean what—I was working. That’s what a Tabsa does.”
I was doing Tabsa work. Dealing with those trying to touch the cargo was part of the job.
“You really…”
“It’s not over yet. Stay sharp.”
I spoke to Muyong Youngsoon.
“One man disappearing doesn’t mean the Nolrimdo that appeared will vanish too.”
“…”
“Let’s move. We can’t leave the cargo as is.”
Muyong Youngsoon bit her lip. She seemed to understand that we couldn’t simply remain here.
Realizing this, she turned back and spoke to the Tabsa members.
“…We’ll move again.”
“Ah…! Understood.”
These were people without much experience despite their low cultivation level. They immediately began moving.
“Sigh.”
I swept my hair back.
“I need to rest a bit.”
“…Now?”
“Yeah. I think I’ll collapse soon.”
My mind was growing hazy. Looking at my wavering body.
‘It’ll hit soon. Damn it.’
I could see the backlash from the possession coming.
“I’m going.”
I headed toward the carriage, leaving Muyong Youngsoon behind. No one stopped me.
The Tabsa members stared at me with strange gazes.
A different look than when they first saw me. I walked on, ignoring that feeling.
‘Let’s see…’
An empty carriage. I headed there.
Click—! The moment I entered the carriage, I collapsed.
“Ah…”
The sensation came the instant I lay down.
Thud—!
“Damn it.”
Pain flooded through me. I lost consciousness from the agony.

* * *
Whoooosh—!!!
“Gahhh!”
As night fell, a one-armed Martial Artist—Honwondo—bolted through the forest.
Blood did not flow. I had enough inner energy left to staunch the wound.
But.
‘What is that monster?’
Recalling Bangseong-yeon, the monster who had taken my arm, my inner demons deepened.
I had to eliminate him for the Gungju. I had tried every method to kill him.
‘It’s impossible.’
I had seen through it. That man was something different.
The way he looked at me and the level of skill in his blade were incomparable.
How? How had he reached such heights at that age?
‘They say he’s the reincarnation of Yoo Cheon-gil.’
That description fell short.
‘For now. I must inform them.’
That I was shamefully fleeing. Even this was enough to shake my composure, but all I could see was the Gungju’s safety.
‘That man.’
He was certainly a dangerous existence to the Gungju and to us. But I could not eliminate him.
For now, fleeing was the best option. I had to inform the palace of this fact as quickly as possible.
Before that.
‘I must retrieve it.’
I had to complete the task the Gungju had entrusted to me. I ran frantically up to the mountain peak.
“Hah… huff…”
A barren plain where nothing could be seen. The edge of the mountain was like that.
“Where is it…?”
I had ordered my subordinates to prepare it.
I had to take this. Normally it would be a matter of activation rather than retrieval.
‘It won’t work.’
Even that was impossible now. I dug frantically at the ground with my remaining arm, using my inner energy.
Digging and digging, expending my energy, soon the corpses inside came into view.
The mangled bodies of women. I reached out, avoiding them.
My hand grasped something at the end of the gap I forced open.
“…Found it.”
Found it. I pulled it out and examined the object.
“Sigh…”
It was a nail. A wooden nail, not very large.
Holding it, I exhaled deeply.
Grasping it, I moved backward. I was too hurried to step on the excavated earth.
That was the moment.
Saaaaaah—!!! Black energy erupted from the hole that Honwondo had torn open.
It coiled directly around Honwondo’s body.
—Kyaaaaaaah!!!
The Patcheon Gung energy within Honwondo screamed in agony, yet Honwondo failed to perceive it.
“Hurry to the Gungju—!”
There was only one thing he needed to do.
Deliver this truth and the object to the Gungju.
Obsessed with that singular purpose, Honwondo ran like a madman.
Carrying something decidedly unwelcome with him.

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“…Ugh.”
Time passed, and I opened my eyes in the carriage. My entire body ached. I forced myself upright, enduring the throbbing muscle soreness.
“Ah…. Damn.”
It hurt terribly. This was among the worst pain I’d felt in recent memory.
“…Is this right?”
It was absurd. Why did everything hurt so much? I widened my eyes in bewilderment.
[Your body is still insufficient to contain enlightenment.]
It was the Celestial Demon speaking.
“…If it’s enlightenment, you mean Unity of Deity and Sword?”
[Yes.]
“If that’s the case, then I—”
[Did you think it would be the same?]
“….”
I closed my mouth. It was different. I had witnessed it directly and felt it with my own body—how could I claim they were the same?
Crack. I loosened my body slightly and stepped outside.
Outside, they were already preparing camp. It was nighttime.
“Ah, Wol-hyeop…!”
One of the Tabsa members acknowledged me upon seeing me.
“That….”
Then he hesitated.
“Just treat me comfortably. I don’t mind.”
“…H-how could you….”
How could I what.
‘When I hadn’t revealed my identity, they treated me roughly enough.’
I didn’t see much point in them suddenly showing courtesy now. I didn’t resent them or view them poorly for it.
“I mean it sincerely—don’t worry about it.”
I patted his shoulder casually and moved on.
What I sought were none other than the people of Haowen.
The attitude others displayed toward them had shifted noticeably.
It was likely because they were part of my entourage.
“You came?”
The Branch Leader, dressed in men’s clothing, smiled upon seeing me.
“You said you weren’t feeling well. You look perfectly fine to me.”
“Appearances can be deceiving.”
My insides were completely turned upside down, but there was no need to show it.
“Have there been any more attacks since then?”
“None. Thanks to someone making quite the spectacle.”
“That’s fortunate.”
I had worried the Nolrimdo men might appear again, but it seemed they hadn’t.
Just as I was reassuring myself with that knowledge.
Shhhhhhh—!!!
“….”
A gust of wind came from somewhere and brushed past me.
I turned my head. It was the direction the wind had come from.
‘Just as expected.’
Honwondo moved exactly as I anticipated. He had triggered the trap I had laid.
I was feeling the results of that now.
‘It stuck well.’
The trace I had scattered there.
It would guide me.
‘To where that Gungju is.’
Confirming the trap had been triggered was enough. I had been worried he might return directly to the palace, but fortunately, he had passed through the location where I had set my snare.
‘…Phew, if he hadn’t passed through, that would’ve been really bad.’
I had no idea how much spiritual energy and concentration I had expended.
If I had used all of that and he hadn’t passed through, what would I have done?
[That’s why I told you not to kill him.]
‘Yes. He has his uses.’
Most of Patcheon Gung’s subordinates don’t know the location of the main palace. I intended to use him to discover their true base.
“By the way.”
I spoke to the Branch Leader.
“What exactly is it?”
“What is what?”
She responded as if she didn’t understand my question. I didn’t like the Branch Leader’s demeanor at all.
“That target. What exactly is it?”
Why would both Honwondo and Nolrimdo be after it? As I asked, recalling that, the Branch Leader let out a chuckle.
“Why don’t you ask directly? It seems your relationship is quite good.”
“…It’s not that good.”
“Transparent lies aren’t good. Your Highness. If you’re willing to risk your life for our prince, doesn’t that say everything?”
“….”
“I was surprised. The prince is that strong. It was a good investment to nurture him from childhood. My eye for talent is never wrong, you know?”
“Spare me the nonsense—so you’re not going to answer?”
I turned away. If the Branch Leader wouldn’t speak, there was no point pressing further. This schedule would be over by tomorrow anyway.
I might as well go practice my sword technique. As I began to turn, though—
“Oh come now! My, you’re an impatient one. I’ll tell you. I said I would, didn’t I? Don’t be so sulky.”
“…Who said I was sulking.”
Fine, then don’t ask. Tsk. Unable to believe her audacity, I looked back at the Branch Leader, and she opened her narrow eyes. The expression on her face while dressed as a man was thoroughly irritating.
“As I said, we have no intention of coveting the target or doing anything of the sort.”
“I know. If that were to happen, I wouldn’t stay idle.”
“How frightening…. Anyway, what’s inside that cannot remain in the Central Plains right now.”
“Cannot remain in the Central Plains?”
What was she talking about? Where would such a thing be?
I was puzzled. Where could such a thing possibly be?
“Then it must not remain in the Central Plains.”
The Branch Leader pretended to place a long pipe in her mouth as she gestured with her finger and spoke.
“It originally belongs to the Northern Sea. More precisely, it should be in the possession of the Northern Sea Gungju.”
“…Huh?”
Northern Sea Gungju. At the Branch Leader’s words, my eyes narrowed.
…The Northern Sea Gungju?
“Suddenly you mention the Northern Sea Gungju…?”
“Do you even know who the client of this escort mission is?”
“Who is it then.”
“The Heavenly Supreme.”
“….”
“He is the true client of this escort mission.”
Upon hearing this, I stopped short. Something reeked.
‘This is something I shouldn’t get involved in.’
There was a stench of entanglement I should avoid.

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