The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 536

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 536
After dissolving the formation.
I barely reached the entrance again and extended my hand with tense eyes.
Ssshhh-!
“Good.”
Fortunately, there were no issues this time. The entrance had changed in that brief moment. Those around me wore puzzled expressions at the sight.
“What was that just now?”
“Now it’s different again? Can we enter?”
“Yes. It’s resolved now.”
Damn. I thought we couldn’t even get through the entrance, but fortunately it’s been resolved.
‘These insane Celestial Demons.’
Why do all these humans who claim to touch the heavens lack common sense?
No matter how many times this happens, what are they trying to accomplish by setting up such barriers?
A sigh escaped naturally. Well, at least it’s resolved now.
I forced myself to think positively about it.
“I shall permit your entry….”
At Marin’s words, I finally entered Maryong Cave. Nothing about this daily life is simple. Even entering is difficult—what’s with that?
“Sigh.”
I exhaled and entered. I had to descend from the carriage, and at the same time.
“I shall retrieve the sword.”
They said I had to hand over the divine blade. Everyone frowned at those words, but.
‘What choice do I have.’
This much was already agreed upon. The moment we stepped into enemy territory. Currently we’re in a temporary ceasefire, but we’re still opposing forces nonetheless.
I handed over the sword I’d been holding, wrapped in cloth. I hesitated briefly about giving up the divine blade, but knowing that hesitating here would invite greater problems, I acted as if nothing was wrong.
Dok-ryong was somewhat problematic here.
“…How can there be so much….”
Since he’d been carrying so many hidden weapons, there was much to hand over. So much so that the one receiving them was startled.
“That’s everything.”
When I said there was nothing more, his relief was amusing.
I properly entered Maryong Cave. The interior was cleaner and more orderly than expected.
‘Is this the Demonic Sect?’
Not exactly the Demonic Sect, but for a village managed by them, it was strangely peaceful.
What Gwima had explained—that it was similar to the managed Hanam—wasn’t an exaggeration.
“Ahahaha!”
“Hey! Don’t run!”
A child laughed and played, and street vendors were scattered here and there.
In what appeared to be an inn, people drank and chatted from early in the day.
If one judged by location and region differently, one wouldn’t even think this was the Demonic Sect.
‘Indeed.’
It’s peaceful. That thought naturally arose within me.
“I need to file a report with the higher-ups, so I’ll have to stay here for a day.”
Hearing the explanation, something comes to mind. Before I ascended to the Divine Stronghold, there was a similar situation at the branch office.
Am I being treated the same way here?
[Do they really need a report? I came personally.]
Jeolma. Mee Yeon-hwa is a high-ranking demon called one of the Eight Demon Fists. Though I can’t say for certain, judging by how the Young Master keeps her close, her position must be quite elevated.
Yet even with Mee Yeon-hwa’s arrival, they still need to file a separate report? The situation unfolded in a peculiar way.
Mee Yeon-hwa shows her displeasure upon hearing this.
“I-I apologize. It is the Elder’s command, after all….”
[….Tsk.]
The Elder’s command. At those words, Mee Yeon-hwa clicks her tongue as if she has no choice. The mention of the Elder made it clear this was unavoidable.
‘The Elder.’
I recall the advance notice I’d received. One of the Elders was someone I needed to see anyway.
“So I have to stay here for a day after all.”
[That’s right.]
“Can’t be helped. I just hope the inn is at least decent.”
Rest would be welcome. Now that I’ve already reached the Dragon Demon Cavern, entering the Demonic Sect shouldn’t take much longer.
Moving accordingly, I arrive at the inn I’ve been guided to.
Despite everything, I’m being treated as a distinguished guest—the inn is quite clean and pleasant.
I set my luggage in the room and leave the carriage and horse at the stable.
Then I take time to rest. We’ve all been climbing for quite a while, so everyone must be exhausted.
I rest as planned.
“One day….”
I have my own room, so I can rest comfortably. I murmur the words while gazing at the ceiling.
One more day and I enter the Demonic Sect. Recalling this, reality feels strangely distant.
‘How did this happen-‘
Now I’ve ended up at the Demonic Sect of all places. My life is truly like the wind. I feel like I’m just drifting along with the current.
And in the midst of all this, it’s not just a breeze.
‘It’s more like a typhoon?’
The force is unusually overwhelming. I wish it would at least let me endure it.
Even the slightest gust makes me stagger. Honestly.
I shake my head slightly.
“Ah. Never mind. I should just handle things quickly.”
I have plenty to do anyway. For now, let me just focus on resting.
‘Surely nothing will happen in just one day?’
I’m just resting—there’s no reason for anything to go wrong.
That’s what I believed.
‘….’
Yet a creeping sense of unease was unavoidable.
By nature, my life has always been cursed with terrible luck.
‘…Oh no…. Surely not.’
I simply swallow my unease in silence.
I know all too well that nothing ever goes right in my life.

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A massive estate located west of Malong Cavern—the headquarters of the Woo clan, a family directly under the Demonic Sect, and the residence of its direct bloodline.
A figure in a dark gray martial robe kneels on one knee and speaks to those within.
The young man who receives the report tilts his head slightly.
“What did you say?”
Woo Yeongjin.
Direct heir of the clan and destined to ascend to the position of Lord of the Clan in the next generation, his father currently holds the prestigious rank of Elder within the Demonic Sect.
He is of the bloodline known as one of the Five Noble Clans of Malong Cavern.
Woo Yeongjin furrows his brow upon hearing the report.
“Who came?”
“…It is said that members of the Orthodox Faction have entered Malong Cavern.”
“The Orthodox Faction? Why would those bastards come?”
What nonsense is this? Members of the Orthodox Faction setting foot on the sacred ground of Malong Cavern?
There could be no greater absurdity.
As Woo Yeongjin expresses his clear displeasure, the report continues.
“It is by order of the Young Master. We heard that Jeolma, one of the Eight Demon Fists, personally escorted the guests.”
“What?”
By order of the Young Master? So the Young Master brought in these Orthodox Faction people himself?
‘I thought it was merely wild rumor.’
When he heard that the Young Master had gone to Hanan for a meeting with the Orthodox Faction, he hadn’t believed it.
What demon would make such a choice in this world?
Especially one called the next generation Celestial Demon—the Young Master who has yet to master the Celestial Demon Divine Art and thus cannot assume the position of Celestial Demon.
He made such a choice?
‘At this moment in time?’
When he hasn’t even solidified his position, when he hasn’t yet firmly established his throne.
Several of the Elders do not support the Young Master, and the Woo clan stands among them.
One who has not yet obtained complete legitimacy.
The Celestial Demon himself left without choosing the next generation successor, so how could the son ascend to the position of Young Master merely by blood?
In a place where such opposition still exists.
‘The Young Master made such a choice?’
It is utterly absurd.
“This is interesting. The Young Master… what exactly is he thinking?”
Woo Yeongjin rises to his feet, contemplating the matter.
“…Young Master?”
“Where are those men?”
“Pardon? How would I—”
“Why would you hesitate? We should go see them.”
Woo Yeongjin laughed. If a noble had traveled all this way to such a distant land, surely I had to meet them.
To be honest, I was curious. For Woo Yeongjin, meeting a proper orthodox faction member was a first.
“You said they were no ordinary people?”
“Yes, sir. There is one called Wol-hyeop, who is considered the symbol of the Alliance.”
“Wol-hyeop?”
Even the alias itself contained “hyeop”—a word I despised most. Hypocrites who wore masks and pretended.
Righteousness and justice? Those who lived by such pretenses were utterly repugnant.
Orthodox faction members weren’t even sincere about it, making them all the more detestable.
But Wol-hyeop? I had heard the name before.
“The one who killed the Sword Demon, they say….”
A Celestial Demon-class expert. A Disciple who had slain the absolute master that the previous Celestial Demon had brought with him?
‘Nonsense.’
I didn’t believe it. I judged it to be another exaggerated rumor spread by the Alliance’s filthy elements.
“Why don’t I go see their face for myself?”
So this time, I would verify it directly and leave my mark.
Woo Yeongjin laughed.
I dressed and went out.
Since there was some distance, it took about half an hour to arrive. The Maryong Cavern was also quite expansive.
“This is the place?”
“Yes, that’s correct…. Um, Young Master, but….”
“Silence. I will hear no further objections.”
I ignored the Guard’s worried counsel. The Guard was concerned about meeting an orthodox faction member without the Elders’ approval.
Especially considering my temperament. My talent was such that even within the Demonic Sect, I could be counted among the geniuses, second only to the Young Master himself.
When the Young Master had not yet appeared, I was the one confidently listed as a candidate for the next Celestial Demon.
This changed when the Young Master proved his bloodline and established his qualification, however partial, so the plan to cultivate a new Celestial Demon was abandoned, though its traces remained.
I was an existence that despised and abhorred the orthodox faction, possessing both the talent and power to continue that legacy.
‘…The Elders of the Demonic Sect might overlook it to some degree.’
There was a possibility the Elders would remain silent even if I raged about my dislike of the orthodox faction.
Especially those among the opposition faction to the Young Master.
‘How will it turn out.’
The Guard contemplated with equal parts anticipation and worry. My master despised the Young Master.
So when he appeared, I had requested a martial duel and planned to defeat him.
‘But I failed.’
I was defeated by the Young Master. His overwhelming martial prowess had already surpassed me.
I remember the despair of that moment, yet I did not simply kneel and surrender.
I had been honing my strength and power.
Already, there were discussions with other forces that would support me.
This current action too was likely calculated with such political considerations.
I was not a fool with only strength.
“Come, let us see these nobles of the orthodox faction.”
I approach the inn and push open the door.
The corners of Woo Yeongjin’s mouth lifted. Was he anticipating what he was about to accomplish?
Creeeeak!
The inn door swings open, revealing the interior.
“Hear me! I am Woo Yeongjin of the Woo Clan, and I have come to receive the Demonic Sect’s guest! Show yourselves….”
Woo Yeongjin, speaking as he entered, suddenly froze mid-sentence.
What? Why did he suddenly stop? The guard looked ahead in confusion.
“This bastard hasn’t been disciplined enough lately? Look at his posture. Isn’t he standing straight?”
“…Ugh…. Kugh…!”
Someone comes into view. White hair and blue eyes. Dressed in a blue martial robe.
A young man possessed of an impossibly beautiful appearance. All eyes were drawn to him in an instant.
His bearing was clearly extraordinary. Could such a handsome human truly exist? Such admiration passed between them, and yet—
“Huh? Your calves are trembling? Should I break your legs and reset them?”
“N-no, that’s not it…!”
“Arms behind your back. Use your head to brace yourself.”
Kugh!”
“….”
The handsome young man was barking orders at another youth of similar age.
His manner of speaking—tapping and commanding—was strange.
‘…It couldn’t be, right?’
The guard thought to himself.
That one didn’t seem to be it. At least, there was no sense of the righteous path about him.
That much was certain.

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