The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 554

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 554
My conversation with Mee Yeon-hwa did not last long. There was no need for it to.
After facing her, I walked at a distance from her.
[What did you just say?]
Preparation to become the Celestial Demon. Mee Yeon-hwa questioned me about those words, and upon hearing them, I turned to look back at her.
What do you mean? I’ve already said everything. Is there something more needed?
“Exactly as I said. I will become the Celestial Demon.”
[That’s nonsense.]
“Nonsense? What else is needed?”
[…What?]
Mee Yeon-hwa was momentarily flustered by my words. Though she wore a mask, her attitude of questioning what more could be necessary was evident.
“The Celestial Demon, you see, is ultimately a struggle over whether one possesses legitimacy and justification.”
She said nothing. It seemed she wanted me to continue speaking.
“Strength? That’s something one cannot help but possess once they have those two things. That’s what the legitimacy of the Celestial Demon is.”
[…What do you mean?]
“Do you truly believe that all that’s needed to ascend to the Celestial Demon is the Cheonsal Sect and overwhelming talent?”
[….]
“From your reaction, I can see you know it’s not. If that were the case, the Young Master should have already claimed the position of Celestial Demon. He wouldn’t still be lingering in his current position.”
Merely the Young Master. At those words, Mee Yeon-hwa’s shoulders flinched. Something seemed to displease her, yet she still offered no response.
“The Celestial Demon doesn’t require such things. The Young Master knows this, and Singyeo knows it too. That’s why both sides are so anxious.”
[…Then what is needed?]
Why bother explaining? You’ve already heard it.
“The Celestial Demon Divine Art.”
[…!]
“That lost divine art which the Celestial Demon once possessed—that’s what’s needed. Only with it can one truly reign as the Celestial Demon.”
Mee Yeon-hwa’s footsteps halted. I turned to face her.
“Am I wrong? The reason the Elders of Singyeo formed factions is because there exists no one with complete legitimacy. And that’s also why that vaunted Young Master is doing something at Jeongpa.”
[…Amusing talk. If so, do you possess that legitimacy?]
“Haha.”
I chuckled softly and stepped forward. As I approached, Mee Yeon-hwa visibly tensed.
Seeing that, I subtly moved my energy.
Thrrrr.
[…!]
I could see Mee Yeon-hwa’s body beginning to tremble.
Magi. I had used it. I had unraveled what was woven within her and imposed my own in its place.
Whether the Young Master or the other Marin noticed this was questionable.
I believed they hadn’t. If they had, they wouldn’t be reacting in such a manner.
“How does it feel?”
I had seized control of the situation.
[…What?]
“What do you think of me?”
I alternated between formal and casual speech for moments like this.
The dissonance of being able to wield Magi.
Creating the illusion that I possessed something, while simultaneously—
“Those with nothing don’t bother stepping forward compared to those with something. The flailing of lesser beings hardly concerns us.”
[….]
“I have no interest in what kind of being you are. Even if you spread this fact to others, it wouldn’t matter. In the end.”
How had it been done again? I recalled the form the Celestial Demon had displayed. That sensation of explosively releasing Magi. It was somewhat different from mere emission.
It seemed like I had done it roughly this way.
Crackle.
[…!]
As I applied Magi creatively, Mee Yeon-hwa’s reaction became pronounced. This seemed to be the correct answer.
“That won’t change the outcome.”
Tap, tap.
I struck Mee Yeon-hwa’s shoulder and erased her aura. Then I turned my back and walked away as I spoke.
“So choose wisely. You don’t have much time left to deliberate.”
I moved with a dismissive wave of my hand.
Mee Yeon-hwa didn’t follow. After confirming her presence and walking a bit further—
“…Ugh.”
I bent my upper body slightly. My insides felt like they were roiling.
It was unpleasant.
‘Is it because I applied Magi?’
Every time I used Magi, I felt this way. Each time was surprising and novel. How could it be like this?
‘This irritating and disagreeable sensation—it’s all there, isn’t it?’
My mood was becoming foul. With this uncomfortable feeling, I clicked my tongue in annoyance.
[It’s because your mind doesn’t accept it.]
The Celestial Demon spoke to me.
[Magi isn’t rejecting you. After all, I myself coiled it up inside you.]
‘What difference does that make?’
I asked what significance the Magi the Celestial Demon had laid down held.
[It’s obvious. I embedded divine techniques suited to your body. There’s no way they wouldn’t fit you.]
‘…What?’
Hearing this, I narrowed my eyes. Divine techniques embedded to suit my body? That—
‘…Did you perhaps embed the Celestial Demon Divine Technique?’
[Isn’t that obvious? Haven’t I told you repeatedly?]
The Celestial Demon spoke to me with a hint of laughter in their voice.
[You must ultimately become Heavenly.]
“….”
The supreme divine technique that Singyeo sought and searched for. The Celestial Demon Divine Technique, said to exist for becoming a Celestial Demon, was now within my body.
Yet I wasn’t even surprised anymore. It felt strangely distant. My life had been too extraordinary to be astonished by such things.
‘…Is that. Any different from ordinary Magi?’
I asked the question just to confirm. I didn’t know the exact details of the Celestial Demon Divine Art. How could I? It was strange even for a Jeongpa member to try to discern such things.
‘But what can I do about it.’
It’s already taken root in my body.
There’s no time to complain about this. If there’s anything I’m curious about.
‘Before that. Yoo Cheon-gil. Did that old man overlook this?’
Was Yoo Cheon-gil not present when the Magi was injected into me? From what I remember, he was there. Yet he simply let it pass?
He might not have noticed, but that man? I didn’t think so. Regardless of other things, there was no way Yoo Cheon-gil could have missed this.
Therefore.
‘The possibility that he knew and let it pass.’
That was overwhelmingly likely.
[You were already expecting this.]
Damn it. The Celestial Demon answered my question easily. As expected, that man seemed to have known and let it through.
[You asked what was different from ordinary Magi.]
‘Yes.’
[The power of the Divine Art is not a difference in Magi. Magi is fundamentally identical.]
‘What?’
This contradicts what you said earlier.
‘What do you mean is different?’
Earlier you said that since you coiled it directly, the Magi couldn’t possibly reject it. Now you’re saying the Magi isn’t different?
[That’s merely a slight modification to suit the flesh—the Magi itself hasn’t changed. The Divine Art is a matter of perspective: how and in what manner you express that Magi.]
‘So you mean… the method of using Magi is different?’
[The foundation is different. Being able to use Magi more as Magi should be used. That is the Celestial Demon Divine Art.]
‘I don’t understand.’
The explanation couldn’t be this vague. At this point, you’re just unwilling to explain, aren’t you?
Just as I was about to protest.
[You don’t need to understand through explanation. It’s not something that can be resolved that way anyway.]
‘Then what am I supposed to do?’
[I’ll show you.]
‘What?’
[It seems you’d understand better by seeing it directly. I’ll show you.]
Since explanation would be futile, he’d show me directly instead. At those words, I furrowed my brow.
Did I really need to see it? Such hesitation flickered briefly.
‘I suppose we should go to a secluded place?’
[Yes.]
Curiosity stirred within me. I’d have to use the Magi anyway. And from the feeling of it.
‘It seems I’ll need to use it going forward.’
Leaving the Magi unused had become awkward.
It seemed I needed to understand it as well.

* * *
A secluded place. I didn’t know where such locations existed in this realm, though I’d been wandering about aimlessly enough. Perhaps it didn’t matter if I searched for somewhere remote.
‘There will be eyes watching.’
Knowing that gazes followed me from all directions, finding a secluded place might still be acceptable.
[Stop here.]
Fortunately, I had a guide. The Celestial Demon had directed me to this location.
When I asked if anything was nearby—
[You need not concern yourself.]
He said there were things, but they didn’t matter.
What? That’s allowed? His words seemed rather absurd.
Part of me wondered if I should trust him.
But what difference would it make if I didn’t? This fellow was trapped in a sword anyway, powerless to do anything.
If I went down, he went down too. So it should be fine.
Besides, I hadn’t even brought the Divine Sword with me this time.
An ambiguous place. Sparse vegetation dotted the landscape, and cliffs stretched out in succession.
The place was certainly secluded, and when I checked alone, I felt no presence of people.
Perhaps his words about not needing to concern myself meant there truly was nothing here. As that thought crossed my mind—
Shhhhh.
My spirit stirred.
[Pardon me.]
At the Celestial Demon’s words, I released my grip. It was nearly equivalent to granting permission for him to take control of my body.
Click.
A sound echoed as my consciousness drifted upward. My physical form became a spirit, settling at a distance as an observer.
Twitch. The Celestial Demon tested my body with slight movements, then glanced toward me.
“Watch closely.”
Though I existed as a spirit form, observing my flesh from a third-person perspective, I could still feel every sensation of his movements.
Thrummmmm.
Sensation bloomed in my dantian. Since the middle dantian had opened, the Magi had been dwelling there.
Shhhhhhh. The Magi flowed through the meridians into my entire body. The pace was deliberate, as if teaching me to remember it carefully.
The energy permeating my body felt no different than before.
I thought it was no different from when I wielded Magi myself.
Boom.
The change began in an instant.
‘What.’
My eyes widened.
‘This is—’
The heart.
Between the trembling pulses, spiritual energy stirred.
The Magi intertwined with the spiritual energy.
‘Insane?’
I immediately grasped the nature of the Celestial Demon Divine Art. So that was it.
‘Using both Magi and Spirit Energy simultaneously…?’
The Celestial Demon Divine Art was a power that blended Spirit Energy with Magi in perfect harmony.
The energy generated by maintaining that precise ratio began to undergo a gradual transformation.
Shhhhh—! The energy erupted outward from my body. A black aura.
It solidified gradually, transitioning from a misty form into something tangible.
It wrapped slowly around my body. It resembled wearing a living shadow.
But what was this….
‘I feel like I’ve seen this somewhere before?’
I had definitely witnessed something like this. That… that was definitely familiar.
‘Wol Cheon?’
Wol Cheon.
That appearance when the sword aura of Gwangwol Seomgyeong enveloped his entire body. This resembled that somehow.
Was this mere coincidence? I stood transfixed, staring at the phenomenon.
“Focus.”
The Celestial Demon spoke.
Rustle. The cloaked Celestial Demon drew his blade from his waist. Then.
Whoosh.
He drew it down slowly.
That was all.
A single slash executed with perfect composure. In that instant.
Whooom—! Wind howled and space itself was rent asunder.
‘…!!’
My body froze at the sight of the blackened line. Chills ran down my spine. Despite the simplicity of the movement, something profound resonated within me.
“Remember this well.”
A single line carved into the void.
“This is the Demonic Way.”
Though the words seemed incomprehensible, they stirred something deep within my soul.
My martial spirit responded.

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