The World's Greatest is Dead Chapter 345

Novel: The World's Greatest is Dead Author: Ubilam우비람 Updated: Jun 02, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 345 from The World's Greatest is Dead, a Action novel by Ubilam우비람.

Grandmother used to say that I must never, ever get involved with evil spirits.

They had already been consud by resentnt and lingering attachnt, had already crossed a river they could never return from, so it was more right to see them not as re souls, but as a disaster in itself.

She told to avoid getting tangled up with them as much as possible, and even if I saw them, to pretend I hadn’t and go on living.

So, after hearing that, I asked her as a child,

“Then does that an evil spirits can’t pass on?”

Was annihilation their only end? Couldn’t they pass on like other souls?

Whenever I said that, Grandmother would give a bitter smile. She would say it wasn’t impossible, but that there were far too many things that had to be done for that to happen.

Not what the ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) evil spirits had to do, but what we had to do in order to let them pass on.

There were simply too many of those things, and they were far too difficult, so I wasn’t to do it. That was what she used to say.

‘How ridiculous.’

I had thought that was ridiculous.

‘That’s not sothing the person who works harder at it than anyone else should be saying.’

The very person who wished more than anyone in the world for evil spirits to pass on, and acted on it.

And yet she told her own grandson not to follow her path.

She was telling not to walk a hard road. I knew her aning well enough, but—

‘Not listening is one of the things I’m best at.’

By nature, a grandson was a creature that grew up not listening to his grandmother, and among them, I ranked pretty high.

So I didn’t listen.

And I regretted it.

I should have listened to Grandmother.

I should have abandoned that ridiculous thought of sending evil spirits to a better place by letting them pass on.

I should have tried not to get involved with them.

Adults are ant to be listened to.

I just hadn’t done that.

What an idiot.

I should have listened to my elders.

And because I didn’t, I regretted it in the end.

Bitterly. Desperately.

‘Look at that bastard’s face.’

Amid the pouring wreckage and the ruined remains—

‘Wipe that look off your face, damn it.’

It was sothing I only ever realized after losing soone precious. It was always like that.

Only after I lost sothing did I understand.

That was why I was an idiot.

“So...”

I lifted my head.

“This ti, I’m going to try doing sothing before I lose it.”

A world of black.

Black sky. Black ground.

Even the black water coiling around .

Sitting atop it, I looked ahead.

It was the sa as last ti. In this ominous world, an enormous evil spirit stood before .

Last ti it had only been at the level of a hill, but this ti it far surpassed even that.

KYA-AH... AAAAAAH!!

SKREEEE—

And unlike last ti, when they had only remained as wreckage, they still seed to retain so vestige of mind, because they kept screaming.

And then—

[Hmm.]

Leaving those remnants aside, I looked at the man sitting in front of .

[You are the second person to put to work.]

Eyes full of interest. Red irises. Skin white as snow. Looking at the man whose air made it impossible to guess his age, I said,

“The first was that old man of the Yoo Clan, right?”

[Ha ha.]

The Heavenly Demon.

The one called the Heaven of the DEMON CULT, the great demon of all demons, laughed at my words.

[You’re quick.]

“Yeah. I hear that a lot.”

[Are you curious? About the relationship between and Yoo Cheongil.]

“No. Not really. I don’t want to hear it.”

[No?]

“No.”

The Heavenly Demon and Yoo Cheongil. I knew there had been sothing between those two.

To call them rely enemies felt off. Yoo Cheongil’s reaction had made that much obvious too.

Simply calling one a hero who punished evil,

and the other an evil crushed by that hero—there was clearly more there than that. I knew it, obviously.

‘I don’t want to dig into it.’

I had no desire to get involved in that relationship. I could tell just by looking. Get caught between these two, and it would turn into a damned nuisance.

“So let’s leave that aside.”

[Ha.]

The Heavenly Demon laughed at my words.

[Then is your intention simply to use ?]

“You said you owed rent.”

[Wouldn’t this be enough to cover that rent?]

KYA-A-A-A-A-A—!!

The evil spirits howled behind us. Pointing at them, the Heavenly Demon spoke, but I only shrugged.

“Sorry, but my rent is more expensive than it looks.”

[Then do you want to teach you martial arts, like I did the Sword Saint?]

“...Do I look like I learned that because I wanted to?”

And the Heavenly Demon’s martial arts, no less? What a load of shit. If they were the Heavenly Demon’s martial arts, then they were demonic arts, and the mont I learned them, it was obvious how the righteous sects would look at .

[Then what?]

“I haven’t decided yet what I want to do with it, but as paynt, it’s not enough. Besides.”

I stared straight through him as I spoke.

“You want sothing from too, don’t you, Cult Leader?”

[...]

“Then we need to reassess the price.”

[Ha ha.]

The Heavenly Demon laughed.

At that mont—

WHOOOOSH—!!!

The water churned. The evil spirits that had been screaming behind us fell silent.

[Amusing.]

Goosebumps rose on my skin. It wasn’t that I felt his energy.

He had only laughed.

‘The air is different.’

The atmosphere changed. The air grew heavy. Distant. I could feel it clearly now—what stood before was no ordinary ghost.

‘The Heavenly Demon.’

The master of the DEMON CULT.

And—

‘A soul on the level of a Calamity God.’

Not a re ghost, but a god-class soul. Yoo Cheongil had been the sa, and so was the Heavenly Demon in front of . Calling him a Calamity God felt slightly off because the disgust was fainter, so maybe it would have been more accurate to call him simply a god, but—

‘Hard to say.’

It wasn’t that he lacked the sensation of an evil spirit. It was just that there wasn’t even a shred of holiness to him.

He was only black.

Calling him evil was imprecise, but black fit perfectly.

He was black.

Black and black again.

[What I want from you. It certainly exists. But.]

FSSSSS—.

Ripples spread through the water. Without anything touching it, the current rolled and reached . I swallowed a groan at the wet slap of it.

[If I wish it, I can make anything happen. Your opinion is unnecessary.]

“...”

My eyes narrowed at that declaration that he could make it happen one way or another.

[That remains true even now, without a body. Did you want to show you?]

Rrrrmmmble.

A black shadow poured out from the Heavenly Demon’s body. Even under that overwhelming presence pressing down over everything, my eyes did not die.

A vicious fear wrapped around my body.

What stood before was not a saint.

But—

“Seems like you’re under a misunderstanding too, Cult Leader...”

I did not retreat. I looked at him and spoke.

“You’re already dead, so why the hell are you acting so tough?”

[What?]

His voice changed at my words.

He made no effort to hide his irritation.

“I said, why is a dead ghost acting so damned high and mighty? If you want sothing, lower yourself and co to the table. Stop puffing up your useless pride.”

Maybe not while he had been alive, but if he was a ghost—

if he was already a soul-body—

I wasn’t backing down.

CRRRRCK.

The black energy didn’t just stretch toward , it took shape. It poured toward my throat like a blade honed to a razor edge, but—

Freeze.

It stopped just before piercing through.

[Did you just say that to ?]

A warning.

One more word and he’d kill .

But—

“Then who else here would I be talking to?”

I said it while looking at the blade.

“If you want sothing, don’t threaten . Make a deal. You’re the one who’s mistaken here.”

KRRRRK.

I pushed back the Heavenly Demon’s black energy.

Seeing that, the Heavenly Demon’s eyes widened.

“You think this is the first ti I’ve dealt with a spirit like you?”

[Hah.]

Seeing his energy being forced back, the Heavenly Demon let out a disbelieving laugh. Whatever he had been while alive. However great, however mighty. None of that mattered much now.

No, it mattered, obviously. The value of a soul would be asured by the burden it carried.

But still—

“It doesn’t matter to .”

Even the value of a soul like that ant nothing to . What was there to weigh in soone already dead?

“So stop acting proud.”

Clench.

I grabbed the blade in front of . It hurt, but I ignored it. I pressed it toward my own throat as though to drive it through—

FSSST—!

Before the energy could pierce my neck, it faded away.

The Heavenly Demon had withdrawn it.

Feeling that, I continued speaking to him.

“You need too.”

You need .

“So maybe you don’t have to bow, but stop acting arrogant.”

I said it with a twisted expression. A mont later, the Heavenly Demon’s black energy receded, and his pale skin showed again.

[Are you so certain you won’t die here?]

“Of course not.”

Since this was a spirit-dream, I probably wouldn’t die completely.

But—

“I could still go insane.”

I could lose my mind. I could go mad.

A soul on that level could easily do sothing like that.

I knew that very well.

[And you still an to do this?]

“It’s not as if I’ll just sit here and take it either.”

Dealing with ghosts? I’d already done enough of that to be sick of it. Whether it was a Calamity God or so higher god above that. I had already gambled my life on enough insane stunts.

And living like that had left with one conviction.

“I’m already crazy, so getting a little crazier won’t change much. Cult Leader.”

Splash.

I felt the water against as I spoke.

“If there’s one thing I won’t do, it’s bow my head to a ghost.”

If it wasn’t alive, then I wasn’t afraid of it.

“So if you’re going to do this, do it properly.”

[...]

At my words, the Heavenly Demon rested his chin on his hand and stared at .

The look in his eyes was vicious. If I kept staring into those red irises, it felt like I’d be swallowed whole in an instant.

Then, after a while—

FSSSSS—!

The energy pouring off him vanished completely. Only then did the evil spirits behind him start reacting again.

KYAH...!

Just as they were about to start screaming again, the Heavenly Demon flicked his hand once more. This ti toward the evil spirits right behind him.

KWA-A-A-A-A-A-A!!!

SKREEEE—!!!

The evil spirits scread and vanished.

That huge mass of them was wiped out in an instant.

Yes. Wiped out.

Not passed on. Wiped out.

With a single gesture, the Heavenly Demon annihilated that enormous swarm of evil spirits.

[Not bad.]

Then a smile touched his face.

[You’re wasted on Yoo Cheongil.]

“I don’t think I belong to that old man in the first place.”

[Don’t waste those eyes and that burden on sowhere unworthy.]

Don’t waste them on sowhere unworthy? I didn’t want to use them in the first place.

[You’re better than I am.]

“...What?”

I frowned at that. Better than him? He had said it with certainty.

[That’s why it has to be you.]

“...You an what exactly?”

[What I want from you.]

The Heavenly Demon wanted sothing from . Just like Yoo Cheongil had, so did he.

I knew that already.

But hearing it out loud, sothing ominous brushed past .

‘...Yoo Cheongil told to beco the strongest under heaven.’

To stand at the peak of the martial world of the Central Plains. To beco that first. It had been an absurd thing to say, but the one saying it had been the greatest under heaven across all ages, so it hadn’t been pure nonsense either. The problem was—

[What I want is not so different from what the Sword Saint wanted.]

That was what the Heavenly Demon said.

“...Not so different?”

Sothing similar to what Yoo Cheongil wanted? The mont I faltered at that, the Heavenly Demon spoke as if he had been waiting.

[Beco the Heavenly Demon.]

“What?”

[I will give you the DEMON CULT and the world.]

That was the trigger.

PAAAAAAA—!!!!

The current surged and rose into a massive wave. It swelled into a monstrous tidal surge, and then—

[I’ll hear your answer next ti. I doubt I’d get the answer I want right now.]

“What the—!”