The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
“Li Ziquan, tell me—why did your brother order Cheng Yaozuan to kill me?” “I… I don’t know!” A flash of panic appeared in Li Ziquan’s eyes. Tan Yun said decisively: “Remember this well!” “Even if my people fail to prepare your herbs on time, you can report it to Steward Shen.” “But—never insult or harm the disciples of my herbal garden again. “According to sect rules, he didn’t intend to kill me.” “If I really killed him—would I still be alive?” “As for releasing a tiger back to the mountain…” H...
The iron whip lashed out, blood splattering everywhere.
Li Ziquan’s right cheek exploded in an instant!
“Ahhh… no!”
Before his miserable scream could fade—
“Smack!”
The whip struck again, shattering his left cheek as well!
“Don’t… don’t hit me anymore… please…”
Li Ziquan’s voice immediately softened, filled with fear.
Tan Yun stared at him coldly.
“Li Ziquan, tell me—why did your brother order Cheng Yaozuan to kill me?”
“I… I don’t know!”
A flash of panic appeared in Li Ziquan’s eyes.
At that moment, he finally realized—
the ruthless miscellaneous disciple before him was none other than Tan Yun, the person his brother wanted dead!
However—
Tan Yun was skilled at reading people.
Even the slightest change in the other party’s gaze could not escape him!
“You don’t know?”
Tan Yun sneered.
“Then I’ll help you remember!”
His expression remained calm,
but the force behind the whip increased drastically!
“Whoosh!”
The whip tore through the air and struck Li Ziquan’s right arm!
“Slash!”
Blood sprayed!
His right arm was severed instantly!
“Tan Yun… I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”
Li Ziquan’s eyes widened as he screamed.
“It must be because you killed the Enforcement Elder of the outer sect, which angered the Enforcement Elder of the inner sect!”
“And Liang Chengtian, an inner sect enforcement disciple, asked my brother for help!”
“So my brother sent Cheng Yaozuan to deal with you!”
“Tan Yun, I’ve told you everything! Please let me go!”
Upon hearing this,
Tan Yun used the Hongmeng Divine Eye to control him.
After further questioning, he confirmed that Li Ziquan was telling the truth.
And because Li Ziquan had never seen Tan Yun’s portrait from Li Zian,
he failed to recognize him earlier.
After releasing the control,
Tan Yun swung the whip at Li Ziquan’s left leg.
“Crack!”
The bone shattered, and his left leg broke instantly!
Then he ordered the miscellaneous disciples to release him from the tree.
Tan Yun said decisively:
“Remember this well!”
“Even if my people fail to prepare your herbs on time, you can report it to Steward Shen.”
“But—never insult or harm the disciples of my herbal garden again. Do you understand?”
“I understand… I understand…”
Li Ziquan nodded frantically, enduring the pain of his severed arm and broken leg.
“Good. Since you understand—kneel and apologize to all my people!”
Tan Yun said coldly.
Li Ziquan immediately knelt down,
bowing repeatedly.
“I was wrong… please forgive me… please forgive me…”
“That’s enough. Get lost.”
Tan Yun flicked his finger, sending a stream of spiritual energy into his body.
Once he regained movement,
Li Ziquan quickly picked up his severed limbs,
summoned his flying sword, and leapt onto it,
disappearing into the night in an instant!
Zhou Run looked at Tan Yun in confusion and asked respectfully:
“Senior Brother Tan, letting him go like this—isn’t that like releasing a tiger back to the mountain? I fear he’ll bring his brother to deal with you…”
Tan Yun sneered.
“According to sect rules, he didn’t intend to kill me.”
“If I really killed him—would I still be alive?”
“As for releasing a tiger back to the mountain…”
He smiled coldly.
“I actually hope Li Zian comes looking for trouble!”
“When the time comes—I’ll make sure he comes but never leaves!”
2 hours later,
a crescent moon hung high in the sky, dimly glowing.
On a towering peak over 60,000 feet high,
Li Ziquan lay face-down on his flying sword, landing before a cave as he shouted tremblingly:
“Big brother… avenge me!”
“Crack… stab!”
In a single instant—
the 6-foot golden spear, driven by immense force,
pierced through 3 of Tan Yun’s ribs!
Fresh blood burst out from his back!
“Hahaha! Trash—die!”
Li Zian blurred,
appearing behind Tan Yun in the blink of an eye!
He grabbed the spear tip protruding from Tan Yun’s back,
and yanked the blood-soaked spirit spear out of his body!
Then, with a swift spin of the spear in midair—
he thrust it straight toward the back of Tan Yun’s head!
If it struck—
the spear tip would pierce through and emerge from his mouth!
And in that moment…
Tan Yun would surely die!
“Senior Brother Tan, dodge!”
“Please… dodge!”
Desperate cries rang out from the miscellaneous disciples!
Even Shen Qingfeng—
his eyes filled with despair—
roared loudly:
“Tan Yun! You must not die!!”
The wind howled,
Tan Yun’s hair whipped wildly in the air.
Darkness swallowed his pale face.
He could clearly sense the spear tearing through the air from behind—
but—
no one noticed!
Within his eyes,
there was only ferocity… and absolute resolve!
“ROAR!!!”
A beast-like roar exploded from Tan Yun’s mouth!
In that instant—
he twisted his neck, narrowly avoiding the fatal strike!
At the same time—
spiritual energy surged into his left fist,
which he slammed into his own right wrist—
the one pinned by the soul-devouring furnace!
“Crack!”
The sound of bones breaking rang out clearly!
His left fist—
shattered his own right wrist clean off!
Only his right palm remained stuck to the furnace wall!
To kill his enemy—
even severing his own arm without hesitation!
This was the only way!
“Slash!”
In that split second—
Tan Yun turned his head to avoid the killing blow,
but his neck was still sliced open, leaving a deep, bloody gash!
“Die!!!”
Tan Yun roared,
blood gushing from his throat!
He spun around instantly—
his left hand grabbing the spirit spear!
At the same time—
his severed right arm
shot forward toward Li Zian’s throat!
The broken white bone at the end,
faintly glowing with a golden hue,
pierced straight into Li Zian’s neck!
Blood sprayed everywhere!
“No… no… impossible… how could I die…”
Li Zian’s voice turned hoarse,
blood flooding his throat,
his eyes filled with disbelief!
Everything had happened too fast—
he had been certain Tan Yun would die!
Even the cruel smile on his face—
had not yet faded…
His body collapsed,
his head slamming onto the spirit furnace,
before crashing heavily onto the ground!
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun flicked his left hand!
The spirit spear shot downward in a straight line!
“Thud!”
The sharp spear tip
pierced through Li Zian’s head without resistance—
pinning his corpse firmly to the ground!
“Bang!”
Gravely injured,
face pale as death,
vision blurring—
Tan Yun fell from his flying sword to the ground,
kicking up a cloud of dust!
“Senior Brother Tan!!!”
The miscellaneous disciples shouted in unison,
rushing toward him in panic!
--Translated by likesnovel--