The World’s Greatest is Dead

The World’s Greatest is Dead – Chapter 102

*Crash—!!!*

It poured down.

*Crash—!!!*

In a space that seemed both wide and narrow.

Numerous lights poured down endlessly.

*Crash—!!!*

It was a sound like something being crushed.

It also sounded like something shattering.

Ah–

Looking at it, Tang Yelan murmured with a blank expression.

“Ah.”

A small sigh of admiration was mixed with her utterance.

Beautiful. That was the only thought that came to mind immediately.

What had happened?

What kind of situation was unfolding?

Such things did not catch her eyes.

All she saw was the beauty in front of her.

Only the slowly falling sky filled Tang Yelan’s vision.

‘What is it?’

What could it be?

What was it that showcased such a beautiful sight?

Involuntarily, Tang Yelan reached out to the falling fragments.

*Snap.*

The fragments shattered the moment they touched her hand.

Moreover, an indescribable energy was felt at her fingertips.

‘Cold.’

The energy was chillingly cold.

At the same time, ‘Hot…’

It was strangely hot.

A contradicting sensation. What on earth could this be?

She couldn’t understand.

But one thing, ‘… Eyes.’

She couldn’t take her eyes off it.

She had to somehow capture that brilliant spectacle within her eyes. Her instincts demanded it.

Thus, she stared ahead without even blinking properly, when she saw someone amidst the radiating light.

Someone with a large sword draped over their shoulder, staring straight ahead from the center of the light.

‘Ah-‘

He was huge.

A back so wide, it could easily span over ten feet.

Where had she seen such a back before? Tang Yelan recalled someone’s name from the past.

‘… Elder Yu.’

The Sword Saint, Yu Chun-gil.

His back looked exactly like that.

At the moment she remembered and resonated with it, the back she was looking at gradually shrank and got smaller.

As if it had been an illusion, it transformed into the back of another person.

A back not large, with a height to match.

Though it bore no resemblance to the previous illusion,

‘… It’s similar…’

Tang Yelan thought of Yu Chun-gil as she looked at that back.

Why? Although questions followed, they didn’t last long.

*Boom–!!!*

A loud noise was heard.

Tang Yelan snapped back to her senses at the sound.

Only then did she realize whose back she was looking at.

“Ba, Young master Bang–!”

The person in front was Bang Sung-Yun.

It was Bang Sung-Yun who suddenly picked up the Full Moon and started fighting Pal Du-Hyeok.

Did something go wrong?

As Tang Yelan widened her eyes at the thought, *Boom–!!*

A similar noise was heard again.

Where was it coming from? To Tang Yelan’s eyes, Bang Sung-Yun was still standing.

She slowly moved her head to survey the situation.

“… Huh?”

Tang Yelan realized where the sound had come from.

The source was Pal Du-Hyeok.

The body of Pal Du-Hyeok, who had been fighting until just moments ago, lay on the ground.

With its neck severed.

“What…?”

The large body was sprawled on the floor.

The body of the martial artist who had been exuding strong energy just moments ago, was now coldly lying there.

‘Dead…?’

Pal Du-Hyeok was dead.

The moment she realized it,

“The, division Leader–!!”

“The Division Leader is!!!”

Reactions erupted from all directions.

* * *

*Drip, drip.*

The floor gradually soaked with red blood. The disgusting smell of blood and the damp feeling wrapped around my toes.

Amidst the floating sensation, it felt like my mind was drifting away.

“… Phew… Hoo.”

In my rough breathing, I somehow clung to consciousness.

I had no other choice.

“… Hoo… Hoo… Hoo…”

Given the current situation, I couldn’t afford not to.

*Boom! Boom! Boom!*

My heart pounded wildly.

It throbbed so fiercely that I could feel the vibrations without even moving.

“Phew…”

My breath did not return to normal.

Amid this chaos, I looked down to see someone.

‘… Pal Du-Hyeok.’

The person who had just fought me was lying on the floor.

His neck was severed.

Blood flowing from his neck soaked my shoes.

I shifted my gaze to the spear he had been holding.

‘… Cut.’

The spearhead and shaft were cleanly severed.

They were scattered on the ground as if nothing had happened.

What had happened?

‘… No.’

Pal Du-Hyeok had charged at me, scattering his qi.

His overwhelming presence and murderous intent were terrifying, enough to make me involuntarily fearful.

‘How did this happen?’

In the next moment, I had to widen my eyes and shiver.

Suddenly, a light burst forth.

No, rather than bursting.

‘It emanated.’

The light emanated from the Full Moon, enough to cover my entire vision.

‘When the light faded, Pal Du-Hyeok was dead.’

By the time I noticed, Pal Du-Hyeok was in that state.

What had that light done?

‘…’

As I pondered, I realized that my body remembered even if my eyes hadn’t seen.

‘It moved.’

While the light emanated, my arm kept moving.

However, it moved at a speed I had never achieved before.

*Zzzzt-!!*

“Ouch-!!”

Sudden intense pain made me lose my grip.

*Clang-!!*

I dropped the sword I was holding.

Grasping my aching wrist, I thought.

‘Damn it.’

The pain was no joke. I wondered why it hurt so much, then realized the issue was the Full Moon on the ground.

‘… I fought with this?’

Even holding it for a moment was strenuous, yet my body had held it.

‘Carrying this, how could my body have endured—’

*Zzzzt.*

‘Damn it.’

Even as I worried, my body responded.

My shoulders, elbow joints, wrists, and so on.

I felt a tingling sensation all over.

“… Ugh…”

Barely managing to stand despite the pain, I heard a bothersome voice next to me.

『Tsk tsk.』

Yu Chun-gil, who had somehow emerged from my body, laughed beside me.

『How does it feel? Do you like it?』

“…”

What did he mean by ‘like’? I glanced at him with curiosity.

『I did something your body couldn’t possibly do. Didn’t I tell you to watch everything closely? Didn’t you see?』

Ah.

I remembered what he had said before I gave my body to Yu Chun-gil.

‘I heard, but…’

I glanced back at the dead Pal Du-Hyeok.

‘… I actually won.’

I had killed a martial artist of Supreme Level, a very strong one at that.

Even though Yu Chun-gil had moved my body.

‘How did I defeat a martial artist who could wield qi?’

Defeating someone proficient in qi was astounding for many reasons.

This meant that…

‘… Could my body wield qi too?’

It meant I was also a martial artist capable of using qi.

In fact, I had just used it.

‘A radiant energy.’

The qi that had surrounded the Full Moon.

Recollecting the elegant, luminescent blue energy, I bit my lip slightly.

‘That energy must have shattered Pal Du-Hyeok’s qi…’

But was that really qi?

I hadn’t seen or used qi enough to know for sure.

I couldn’t be certain but…

‘If it wasn’t qi.’

There was no way I could have fended off Pal Du-Hyeok’s assault.

It had to be qi.

‘How did I use it?’

How on earth did I use qi?

Despite absorbing the Great Rejuvenation Pill, I was merely a First-rate martial artist.

It was generally known that a First-rate martial artist could not wield qi.

『Tsk tsk.』

Yu Chun-gil clicked his tongue.

『I’ve told you before, but you’re slow to learn for such a bright guy. Didn’t I tell you?』

Yu Chun-gil sighed and then said to me,『Don’t let common sense bind you. Who on earth said a First-rate martial artist can’t use qi?』

‘… Indeed.’

Right?

Who had said that?

I stopped thinking and frowned.

This was truly common sense.

One had to reach the peak to get a feel for using sword qi.

And only when one mastered it completely could they seize the opportunity to move to the next stage.

This had been widely accepted as common sense.

‘… Was it not?’

It seemed Yu Chun-gil was saying that such common sense was wrong.

Moreover, ‘He even proved it.’

I had proven it.

I had directly shown the use of sword qi with my own body.

Though the sword qi was slightly different from what I knew, the fact that Pal Du-Hyeok had fallen was evidence itself.

『If it were up to me, I’d explain it in more detail since it seems you don’t quite understand.』

Yu Chun-gil nodded his head.

Following the movement of his chin with my eyes.

“Division leader–!”

“Argh!”

*Clang-!*

*Clink-clank–!!*

“!”

The battle was still ongoing.

“Damn!”

Just because the leader was caught didn’t mean the fight was over. I had momentarily forgotten that.

Do Hyung and Chun Uijin were still fighting, and seeing that, I quickly looked around to pick up my sword again.

‘Where is it?’

Where’s my sword?

‘Damn.’

In my haste, I couldn’t see it. Picking up the Full Moon again seemed too much, so I just grabbed whatever sword was lying on the ground.

*Stumble-!*

“Huh?”

Suddenly, my vision blurred, and my legs gave out.

I barely managed to prevent myself from completely falling.

*Drip-!*

Something was flowing from my head.

When I touched it with my hand, it was red. It was blood.

“This…”

What blood was this? I was staring at it absentmindedly and then realized.

‘Ah, right.’

I had been hit earlier.

I remembered being struck hard and falling to Pal Du-Hyeok.

『Don’t move too much.』

Yu Chun-gil told me.

『I used inner qi to stop the bleeding, but there’s a clear limit. If you force yourself to move now, you’ll meet your end. Just faint already.』

“…”

Don’t move at all? I clenched my teeth at those words.

There was still a battle going on over there, and he was telling me to just pass out.

With things uncertain, there was no way I could do that.

Thus, I tried to forcibly gather strength in my body.

*Pfft-!*

“… Ugh…”

More blood poured out, and I stumbled harder than before.

“Young master Bang!”

Tang Yelan hurriedly rushed to support me.

“… Huff!”

She trembled upon seeing the blood on my head and Pal Du-Hyeok’s blood on the floor.

I recalled hearing something Pal Du-Hyeok had said earlier.

‘Did he say she was afraid of blood?’

It seemed Tang Yelan had a sort of phobia of blood.

“Are you alright…?”

Despite the situation, Tang Yelan worried about me.

Her face had turned blue, clearly showing she was having a hard time.

Even so, her effort was visible.

“… I’m fine…”

I tried hard to say I was fine upon seeing her like that.

*Bwooong-!*

But my head throbbed, and my vision narrowed.

‘Ah. Damn.’

This was bad.

It was really dangerous. I felt I was going to lose consciousness like this.

I had to endure somehow and help Chun Uijin and Do Hyung.

As I was trying to muster my strength and focus.

『There you go again, not listening. I told you not to worry.』

Yu Chun-gil said to me.

『You don’t need to interfere. Anyway.』

At that moment.

*BOOM—!!!!!*

A loud explosion came from the wall.

『The owner of this place will take care of everything.』

*RUMBLE—!!!*

The left wall, where Poison King was imprisoned, collapsed, and dust scattered everywhere.

*WHOOSH—!!!*

A fierce wind blew away the dust in an instant.

*Step.*

Footsteps echoed throughout the empty space.

The one who appeared through the dust was none other than Poison King.

Having successfully escaped, he looked this way with a glint in his eyes.

He glanced at Tang Yelan and grimaced immediately.

His ghost-like figure was terrifying to behold.

*KUAAAAA—!!!!*

An unimaginable aura surged from Poison King.

The aura he emitted was far more murderous than that of Pal Du-Hyeok.

What was funny was that, in that eerie and ominous sight.

‘… Haha.’

I felt a strange sense of relief and could slowly let go of my consciousness.

TL’s Corner:
Whenever the old man shows his prowess, Bang Sung-Yun faints from the awesomeness.