The Supreme Being Against Heaven

Murong Kun cursed in a low voice, full of irritation.

“Liu Rulong, you useless trash! You still haven’t delivered Zhong Wu Shiyao to me!”

“And those 2 bastards, Tan Yun and Mu Mengyi—where the hell did they disappear to?!”

At the same time, while Murong Kun was furious,

Linghu Changkong was not in a much better mood.

He felt extremely irritated.

There was only 1 month left before the trial in the Sunset God Valley ended.

During this entire period, he had sent out thousands of people to search for Tan Yun.

Yet they still had not found even the slightest trace of him.

“Tan Yun… it would be better if you had already died in the mouth of a demonic beast.”

“Otherwise, if I ever catch you, I’ll make you feel that… death would be preferable!”

Just as Linghu Changkong was thinking this,

suddenly the voice of Lin Yi, who was standing beside him, rang out.

Lin Yi pointed excitedly toward the eastern sky.

“Senior Brother Linghu, look!”

“That bastard Tan Yun isn’t dead! He’s here!”

That single sentence

was like a stone thrown into still water, creating thousands of ripples.

Everyone in the plaza turned their heads toward the direction Lin Yi pointed.

And then they saw

Tan Yun, Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, Xue Ziyan, and Rongrong

flying in side by side on their flying swords.

At this moment,

Tan Yun had used the Hongmeng Divine Eyes to conceal his cultivation level at Level 1 of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Aside from its hypnotic ability,

the Hongmeng Divine Eyes possessed 2 other important abilities.

The first ability

was the power to see through the true cultivation level of a cultivator who was 1 major realm higher than oneself.

The second ability

was that if one used the Hongmeng Divine Eyes to conceal their own cultivation level,

only cultivators who were 1 major realm higher could see through that concealment.

In other words,

only cultivators in the 3rd level of the Soul Refinement Realm could see through the cultivation level Tan Yun had hidden!

As everyone knew,

those with lower cultivation could not see through the realm of someone stronger.

But someone stronger could instantly perceive the cultivation level of someone weaker.

For example,

if a cultivator at Level 2 of the Nascent Soul Realm stood in front of someone at Level 1,

the latter would not be able to tell what level the other person was.

But the stronger person could immediately see that the other party was at Level 1.

The reason Tan Yun deliberately concealed his cultivation at Level 1

was to clearly see… how many people actually wanted to kill him.

At the same time, it was also to avoid harming innocent people unnecessarily.

“The 2-year trial is almost over, yet Tan Yun is still only at Level 1. It seems his talent is quite ordinary after all.”

Murong Kun thought to himself.

He glanced at a disciple beside him who was at Level 3 of the Nascent Soul Realm, then spoke in a low voice.

“Pass down the order.”

“Wait for my command before taking action.”

“Yes!” the disciple replied respectfully.

On the other side of the plaza,

Linghu Changkong watched Tan Yun flying toward them.

Then he turned and gave orders to Lin Yi, who was at Level 3 of the Nascent Soul Realm.

“When I give the order later—”

“I will deal with Zhong Wu Shiyao and Mu Mengyi, who are both at Level 3.”

“As for the rest of you, attack together and kill Tan Yun, Rongrong, and Xue Ziyan!”

“Yes!” Lin Yi accepted the order and immediately passed Linghu Changkong’s command down the line.

At this moment,

the 3rd group of disciples standing in the center of the plaza watched Tan Yun flying over with various expressions.

Some felt sympathy.

They knew very well that today Tan Yun would inevitably be brutally killed by the forces of Murong Kun and Linghu Changkong.

Some sneered in mockery,

thinking that Tan Yun had overestimated himself.

Someone who was only at Level 1 of the Nascent Soul Realm actually dared to come here.

It was no different from seeking death!

Some shook their heads in regret.

Once, Tan Yun had possessed the astonishing ability to challenge opponents above his level.

But who would have thought that after 2 years,

all the disciples present here had cultivation levels of at least Level 2 of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Meanwhile Tan Yun…

was still only at Level 1.

In summary,

everyone recalled the time when Tan Yun had just joined the outer sect.

Back then he had soared rapidly from Level 7 of the Spirit Embryo Realm to Level 9.

Everyone once believed he was a genius among geniuses.

But now it seemed that

after entering the Nascent Soul Realm,

Tan Yun’s talent had become… rather mediocre.

Sympathy.

Mockery.

Contempt.

And disdain.

All of these emotions were clearly reflected in the crowd’s eyes.

Among the 800+ disciples in the 3rd group, most were simply standing there to watch the show.

They were waiting to see the moment Tan Yun would be killed!

Even though Zhong Wu Shiyao and Mu Mengyi, who were both at Level 3 of the Nascent Soul Realm, were protecting him,

it would be useless!

Because everyone knew that

both Linghu Changkong and Murong Kun had already stepped into Level 4 of the Nascent Soul Realm.

And each of their factions had more than 100 subordinates at Level 3.

If they wanted to kill Tan Yun and the others,

it would be no different from crushing ants!

While the 5 of them flew over on their flying swords,

Mu Mengyi asked worriedly,

“Tan Yun… can we really fight them?”

Zhong Wu Shiyao also had a worried expression…

Although Tan Yun had given the “Nirvana Scripture” to Mu Mengyi and the “Nine Heavens Mystic Divine Sword” to Zhong Wu Shiyao,

during this period the 2 women had not yet begun cultivating those techniques.

They had focused their time on increasing their cultivation levels first and planned to continue cultivating inside the Mustard Seed Space-Time Tower.

Therefore, at this moment, both of them couldn’t help but feel somewhat worried.

As for Rongrong, who was at Level 2 of the Nascent Soul Realm,

just seeing so many people in the plaza staring at them with hostile gazes

was enough to make her feel frightened immediately.

Even though Xue Ziyan appeared calm, Tan Yun could clearly hear her heart pounding violently.

Tan Yun turned to look at Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shiyao.

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was filled with absolute confidence.

“You don’t need to worry.”

“I don’t see these enemies as a threat at all.”

“In a moment, you won’t need to make a move. I alone can deal with all of them.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Yun descended from the sky on his flying sword and landed in the center of the square.

The moment Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, Xue Ziyan, and Rong Rong landed behind Tan Yun—

Murong Kun and Linghu Changfeng shouted almost at the same time:

“Surround them!”

“Yes, Senior Brother Murong!”

“Yes, Senior Brother Linghu!”

In the blink of an eye—

Murong Kun’s 886 subordinates, including the law-enforcement disciples,

and 1,030 of Linghu Changfeng’s men

rushed forward and immediately surrounded Tan Yun and the other 5 people.

Some charged forward so quickly that afterimages appeared behind them.

Others floated above on flying swords.

They had completely sealed off every escape route for Tan Yun and his 4 companions.

At that moment, however,

Linghu Changfeng and Murong Kun spoke almost simultaneously.

“Linghu Changfeng, tell your men to stop first. I have something to say!”

“Murong Kun, tell your men to stop first. I have something to say!”

The 2 of them looked at each other briefly.

It seemed that each understood what the other was thinking.

Thus, they both ordered their men to halt temporarily.

Murong Kun knew very well that

the reason Linghu Changfeng ordered a stop was because he feared his men might accidentally kill Zhong Wu Shiyao, the woman he had long desired.

Likewise,

Linghu Changfeng also knew that

Murong Kun had long been obsessed with the beauty of Mu Mengyi, and was afraid his men might accidentally kill her.

Murong Kun looked at Mu Mengyi and said in a low voice,

“You have no way to escape now.”

“As long as you agree to become my woman, I will spare your life.”

Tan Yun glanced at Murong Kun as if looking at a fool.

He said nothing.

Because in his eyes… Murong Kun was already a dead man.

There was no need to be angry with the dead.

Mu Mengyi stared at Murong Kun with cold eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with disgust.

“Just looking at a shameless and despicable person like you makes me feel sick.”

Murong Kun’s expression instantly darkened.

“Good! Since you don’t know what’s good for you—”

“After I kill Tan Yun… I’ll deal with you slowly!”

At that moment,

Linghu Changfeng glanced at Murong Kun with disdain.

Then he turned to Zhong Wu Shiyao with a gentle smile.

“Shiyao, it’s dangerous over there. Come to my side quickly.”

“Thank you, but that won’t be necessary.”

Zhong Wu Shiyao remained as cold as ice.

“I feel very safe here… safer than anywhere else.”

“You—”

Linghu Changfeng had just opened his mouth to speak—

but Tan Yun interrupted him immediately.

“You’ve said far too much nonsense!”

“Shut up!”

Then Tan Yun swept his gaze over the 623 disciples floating above his head,

before looking around at the more than 1,200 disciples surrounding him.

His star-like eyes shone with intense killing intent.

Then he spoke coldly and firmly:

“I don’t want to start a massacre.”

“I will give you 1 chance.”

“Move aside right now, and I won’t kill you.”

“Otherwise…”

“I will kill every single one of you without leaving anyone alive!”

--Translated by likesnovel--