The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
That’s right!” “Could it be… Elder 10 has been defeated?!” Beneath the battle stage, Shen Qingqiu and the 13 outer sect elders were instantly stunned. Although the 2 of them were worried about Tan Yun, they still firmly believed that Tan Yun, who was at the 7th level of the Nascent Soul Realm, could certainly handle Guo Zhengshou, who was at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm! If one day I reach the Nascent Soul Realm and become even half as strong as Senior Brother Tan, I would already be ...
The sandstorm concealed Tan Yun’s face,
but it could not hide the mockery in his eyes!
He stood there with his head lowered, completely motionless,
allowing dozens of green wood-attributed energy streams, twisting like pythons, to tightly bind his body without even attempting to move.
“I must avenge my adopted son! You arrogant little beast—die!”
Guo Zhengshou’s furious roar echoed through the air.
Carrying a sword beam filled with power that seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth, he dove straight into the swirling sandstorm!
The sandstorm he had created with his earth-attributed technique
was meant to block the sight of those outside.
However, for him inside the storm,
his vision was not affected in the slightest.
“Buzz…”
Within the dim and swirling sandstorm,
Tan Yun suddenly sensed the space around him trembling.
He abruptly raised his head.
At that moment, he saw a golden sword beam descending toward him, covering his entire body.
Above that sword beam,
he could vaguely see the aged face filled with killing intent!
Facing the descending blade,
Tan Yun suddenly shouted sharply.
“Shatter!”
Tan Yun’s body trembled violently.
In an instant,
the dozens of wood-attributed energy strands binding him—each as strong as a mid-grade spirit weapon—exploded apart completely!
Tan Yun raised his head and stared at Guo Zhengshou.
2 strange crimson beams suddenly shot out from his eyes!
He had activated the Primordial Divine Eyes!
“What… is this?!”
Guo Zhengshou, who was diving down from midair,
the moment his eyes met Tan Yun’s gaze,
his roar abruptly stopped.
A violent wave of dizziness surged into his consciousness.
As a result,
his body plunged downward headfirst, rushing toward Tan Yun involuntarily!
While his body was falling,
the golden sword beam rapidly dissipated.
The spirit sword in his right hand slipped loose
and fell downward toward Tan Yun!
After Guo Zhengshou lost consciousness,
the dust storm covering the battle stage began to slowly dissipate.
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun kicked off the ground,
his body shooting into the sky like a cannonball!
He grabbed the falling long sword in midair,
then charged toward Guo Zhengshou’s falling body!
“Slash! Slash!”
With a flick of his wrist,
Tan Yun swung the sword 4 consecutive times.
Each strike was accompanied by splashes of blood.
The blade swiftly sliced across Guo Zhengshou’s limbs,
severing the tendons in both his hands and feet completely!
Afterward,
Tan Yun released the control of the Hongmeng Divine Eyes.
At this moment,
everyone was staring at the battle stage without blinking.
As the sandstorm gradually faded,
suddenly,
the painful and terrified scream of an old man shot into the sky.
“AAAHHH—!!”
“That’s the voice of Elder 10!”
“Yes! That’s right!”
“Could it be… Elder 10 has been defeated?!”
Beneath the battle stage,
Shen Qingqiu and the 13 outer sect elders were instantly stunned.
All this time,
they had not used their spiritual senses to probe what was happening inside the dust storm.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to.
It was because they didn’t dare!
Everyone was extremely worried that
if they used their spiritual senses to secretly investigate,
they might be counterattacked by Tan Yun!
Among cultivators,
using spiritual sense to spy on others
is considered an act of serious disrespect and provocation.
Moreover,
if the spiritual power of the person being probed is far stronger,
once that person traces the spiritual sense back,
they can directly attack the soul of the spy!
Therefore,
no one present dared to use their spiritual sense.
As for why Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shiyao also didn’t use their spiritual senses, the reason was simple.
Although the 2 of them were worried about Tan Yun,
they still firmly believed that
Tan Yun, who was at the 7th level of the Nascent Soul Realm,
could certainly handle Guo Zhengshou, who was at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm!
As the dust on the battle stage gradually cleared,
the scene that appeared before everyone’s eyes was—
Tan Yun standing tall and proud, completely uninjured.
At his feet,
was Guo Zhengshou, writhing in pain!
Although everyone had already guessed from the scream earlier that Guo Zhengshou had been defeated,
when they actually saw him
with the tendons of both hands and feet completely severed,
they still could hardly believe their eyes!
Especially the more than 1,000,000 outer sect disciples.
A massive uproar erupted like towering waves.
“Has Elder 10 really lost?! In my opinion, Elder 10 was almost an invincible powerhouse!”
“This is unbelievable! I never imagined that Senior Brother Tan’s strength would be this terrifying!”
“Exactly! Senior Brother Tan must have obtained a great fortune in the Fallen Deity Valley, otherwise how could he have become this powerful…”
“What level of talent do you think Senior Brother Tan has?”
“Do you even need to ask?! It must be top-tier talent! If one day I reach the Nascent Soul Realm and become even half as strong as Senior Brother Tan, I would already be satisfied!”
“...”
At this moment,
the outer sect disciples were all looking toward Tan Yun.
Some whispered among themselves,
while others stared at him with admiration and reverence.
As for Shen Qingqiu,
he felt extremely excited, and his heart was filled with pride and delight at Tan Yun’s growth today.
In contrast,
the other 12 elders had varied expressions.
No one knew what they were thinking.
However, some elders who normally did not get along with Shen Qingqiu
secretly sneered inwardly.
So what if Tan Yun was powerful?
This kid had even dared to kill Murong Kun and Linghu Changkong.
Once he entered the inner sect,
he would eventually die under the wrath of
the 2nd Elder of the Beast Soul lineage
and the Grand Elder of the Holy Soul lineage!
On the life-and-death battle stage,
while people were whispering and lost in their own thoughts,
Tan Yun moved.
He slowly walked toward Guo Zhengshou, his expression completely emotionless.
When he recalled that day—
the day Guo Zhengshou slapped him 3 times in front of everyone
and nearly killed him—
anger surged violently in Tan Yun’s chest!
“I… refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept it!”
“I am a powerhouse at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm! How could I possibly lose to you?!”
Guo Zhengshou, lying on his back on the ground,
trembled and struggled as he slowly retreated.
As his body twisted,
his limbs—whose tendons had been severed—dragged helplessly across the stage,
leaving behind 4 horrifying trails of blood!
“Old man, it’s time for us to settle our accounts.”
The corner of Tan Yun’s mouth lifted into a cruel smile.
His steps remained slow and steady.
“Tan Yun, you bastard! I won’t let you get what you want!”
Guo Zhengshou roared in fury.
Suddenly,
the Qiankun Ring on his finger flashed.
A mid-grade spirit weapon flying sword shot out
and slashed toward his own neck!
Clearly,
he intended to commit suicide!
But how could Tan Yun possibly allow him to succeed?
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun was steady as a mountain,
yet fast as lightning!
In the blink of an eye,
he appeared in front of Guo Zhengshou, who was 3 zhang away.
His right hand shot forward
and instantly grabbed the flying sword that was about to cut Guo Zhengshou’s throat!
“Ah… no—!!”
The next second,
Guo Zhengshou let out a terrifying scream.
A flash of blade light appeared.
Tan Yun swung the sword,
severing Guo Zhengshou’s right hand, the one wearing the Qiankun Ring!
“Tan Yun! You will die a miserable death!”
Guo Zhengshou roared hoarsely.
“I will wait for you in hell!”
“You bastard! You killed Murong Kun and Linghu Changkong. Soon you will die even more miserably than me in the inner sect!”
Tan Yun remained expressionless.
His calm demeanor was cold as ice.
Suddenly,
his left hand drove the long sword deep into Guo Zhengshou’s left leg!
“Thud!”
Then,
Tan Yun bent down
and grabbed Guo Zhengshou’s hair with his left hand, lifting him up.
He whispered coldly:
“Don’t worry.”
“Until the day I die in hell… you probably won’t have the chance to see me.”
The moment he finished speaking,
Tan Yun controlled his strength
and swung his right hand.
He slapped Guo Zhengshou’s aged face fiercely!
“Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!”
The clear sound of slaps echoed throughout the entire battle arena.
Guo Zhengshou groaned in pain.
His face twisted out of shape.
Every time Tan Yun struck him,
blood burst out from the corner of his mouth!
And one by one…
his teeth were knocked out and sent flying!
--Translated by likesnovel--