The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
I have to go.” Having said this, Tan Yun stored the flying sword into his Qiankun Ring, then summoned his high-level spirit weapon, the Spirit Ship. “Tan Yun, today you cannot escape!” “Die, Tan Yun!” “…“ As the cold laughter of the masked disciples reached Tan Yun’s ears, he paused, seemingly forgetting to dodge, then rammed his heavily damaged Spirit Ship directly forward, shouting in his mind: “They’re all at Great Perfection of Nascent Spirit… all at Great Perfection!” In the masked disciple...
After exclaiming “Whoa…,” the gatekeeper ox looked up at Tan Yun, then jumped high while shouting,
“Elder Tan! Elder Tan!”
Tan Yun lowered his flying sword in front of the Red Mountain Gate.
“What’s the matter, Ox?”
The ox scratched his head bashfully, then raised his fist and shouted with saliva splashing.
“Elder Tan, I’ve heard everything. You’re truly amazing!”
“You’ve only been in Lingshan Herb Garden for 6 days, yet you’ve accomplished 3 great deeds.”
“First… you’ve killed that fat Cheng Yeao’s son.”
“Second… not only did you help us, the disciples of the herb garden, defeat Li Ziquan, but you also crippled one of his legs and severed one of his arms. Even though I wasn’t at the gate to witness the thrilling scene, just thinking about it excites me. Though he’s a high-level pill-refining disciple, we low-level disciples defeated him!”
“Third…” The ox’s mouth was drooling, but Tan Yun shook his head to interrupt.
“Stop. Is there anything else? If not, I’m leaving.”
“Elder Tan, don’t go yet! Let me finish!” The ox continued eagerly.
“The third… Elder Tan, do you know? During the past few days I’ve been on guard, several disciples of the Demon Spirit and Sacred Spirit lines have looked at me with new respect!”
“Some even asked about your situation. That’s all because you killed Li Ziquan!”
“Who is Li Ziquan? He was the favorite disciple of the 12th Elder, a high-level pill refiner, and ranked within the top 300 of the Tang family!”
“But so what? You could kill him. Well done, damn it!”
The ox raised his fist and mimicked Tan Yun.
Tan Yun’s lips twitched sharply.
“If that satisfies you, then goodbye.”
At that moment, a trace of seriousness appeared on the honest face of the ox. He spoke softly like a mosquito buzzing:
“Elder Tan, in the past few days, I’ve seen disciples of the Demon Spirit and Sacred Spirit lines stationed here several times.”
“I also heard that you killed Mu Rongkun and Ling Huchanggong. I suppose they were waiting for you to leave the gate before acting.”
After speaking, the ox returned to his usual calm demeanor.
But it was clear the ox was not truly foolish.
Hearing this, Tan Yun’s eyes filled with seriousness. His thoughts raced:
“The inner sect market is 600,000 li from the mountain gate. I have a high-level spirit weapon and a Spirit Ship. Normally, inner sect disciples couldn’t catch me.”
“But they didn’t kill me. Once I wield the high-level flying sword from the inner sect, their deaths will be near!”
Darkness crept in. Tan Yun looked at the ox:
“Besides the Sacred Spirit and Demon Spirit disciples you’ve seen these past days, have you noticed any law-enforcing inner sect disciples?”
“Not yet,” the ox replied softly.
“But Elder, the market is a gathering place for the inner sect law enforcers. They’re everywhere. Since you’ve killed the outer sect elders, you must be careful at the market.”
“Thanks for the warning. You continue guarding the gate. I have to go.”
Having said this, Tan Yun stored the flying sword into his Qiankun Ring, then summoned his high-level spirit weapon, the Spirit Ship.
With a dimensional tremor, a 300-foot-long Spirit Ship appeared out of nowhere.
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun stomped and shot into the ship like a bullet, heading straight to the cultivation room. He closed the door, then drove the Spirit Ship toward the central market of the Xian Spring Speed Region, Spirit Garden, flying as fast as lightning!
Meanwhile, Tan Yun looked through the transparent walls of the ship into the void.
After flying 300 li, Tan Yun’s eyes narrowed sharply as he saw 16 Spirit Ships approaching, each 100 feet long, moving rapidly!
On each Spirit Ship were 3 masked disciples in black robes, all at the peak of Nascent Spirit power, staring intently to kill.
“Tan Yun, today you cannot escape!”
“Die, Tan Yun!”
“…“
As the cold laughter of the masked disciples reached Tan Yun’s ears, he paused, seemingly forgetting to dodge, then rammed his heavily damaged Spirit Ship directly forward, shouting in his mind:
“They’re all at Great Perfection of Nascent Spirit… all at Great Perfection!”
In the masked disciples’ eyes, Tan Yun was just a low-level disciple. A Spirit Ship driven by a low-level disciple was normally only a medium-level spirit weapon, and this one was full of cracks!
If he really rammed into them, Tan Yun would surely die.
Thinking this, the masked disciples laughed cruelly, imagining Tan Yun’s miserable end.
But what happened next stunned them!
In the blink of an eye, Tan Yun’s cracked Spirit Ship collided with two approaching high-level Spirit Ships like Mars hitting Earth!
Bang!
Bang!
Crash!
Amidst the roaring chaos, Tan Yun’s Spirit Ship collided with the two vessels, causing them to explode.
On the two destroyed Spirit Ships were six Great Perfection disciples of Nascent Spirit, caught off guard. They screamed as they fell into the void.
“Whoosh… Whoosh… Whoosh…”
The shattered wreckage flew through the void like a forest of blades and a rain of sharp swords, engulfing all six disciples without leaving a trace.
“Paff, Paff…”
Blood and flesh splattered across the sky. The six disciples screamed as they dodged the dangerous fragments, their bodies riddled with deep gashes exposing bones.
Blood gushed violently from their wounds. They had just summoned their flying swords and hadn’t even recovered, when a sinister laugh echoed from above:
“Give your lives to me!”
Tan Yun shot out from his Spirit Ship like lightning, using the Primordial Step in the void. Each afterimage of him allowed him to traverse 200 feet through empty space.
With a flick of his wrist, Tan Yun summoned his high-level spirit weapon — the Golden Spear — which shone with a chilling light, aiming directly at the six disciples.
The speed was such that it seemed six Tan Yuns appeared beside the six disciples simultaneously.
“Die!”
The spear, sharp and snake-like with a poisonous aura, shot toward the necks of all six disciples.
From the moment Tan Yun’s Spirit Ship collided and destroyed the two high-level Spirit Ships, to the instant the six disciples were injured by flying debris, and to Tan Yun’s fierce attack, all occurred in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the 42 masked disciples on the remaining 14 Spirit Ships, having recovered from shock, realized that Tan Yun’s cracked Spirit Ship was not a medium-level vessel as they had assumed, but at least a high-level spirit weapon. Otherwise, it could not have destroyed two high-level Spirit Ships.
The 42 disciples shouted warnings to the six before diving toward Tan Yun on his flying sword.
“Make way!”
“You must all dodge!”
“…”
“Paff, Paff…”
But it was too late. Tan Yun’s bloodied Golden Spear pierced the necks of five masked disciples, leaving only one survivor who managed to dodge and counterattack with a sword.
“Take that!”
Tan Yun raised his hand, transferring the Qiankun Rings of the five fallen into his own Qiankun Ring from the void.
The surviving masked disciple swung a ten-zhang-long blade full of the aura of death, aiming straight at Tan Yun’s neck.
“Infant Soul of Death!” Tan Yun’s heart tensed. His Spirit Power coiled around his right arm. Instantly, the glowing Golden Spear lashed out like a whip to block the strike.
“Clang… Splash!”
The Golden Spear, brimming with the aura of death, shattered instantly like ceramic upon impact.
--Translated by likesnovel--