The Supreme Being Against Heaven

Nine days had passed since Tan Yun returned from Huang Fufang City. He needed time to review the Ice Fire Seed and Flame, increase the power of the Primordial Ice Flame and Primordial Fire, enhance his combat ability, and elevate himself to greater strength!

Therefore, when he learned that inside the giant martial arts arena there were “Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagodas,” a precious treasure capable of compressing space and time, how could he miss it?

He knew very well that even with a low-level spirit weapon ship, it would still take at least 3 days to reach Huang Fufang City and stop by the two major auctions. Thus, Ya Wenyan decided that within the remaining 18 days, she must train inside the Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagodas to the fullest!

While flying on his flying sword, Tan Yun took out two letters and pondered in confusion.
“Why didn’t you just write one letter to finish it? Why split it into two?”

He smiled happily and opened the first letter to read:

“The grass of Yan is green like silk,
The branches hang low with verdant green”
“Thinking of home, my heart aches”
“A crane falls from the sky, creating a bond of life and death with you”
“The master of the cave unveils his robe in a dream; his actions are gentlemanly”
“The poison is removed, I wear your clothes; you became prey for the hawk—it feels like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget”
“I cherish every moment we spent together, but now we are separated by a thousand li. My thoughts of you are eternal”
“I am well, do not worry. Time passes, but I will stay by your side until the end”
“—Mu Mengyi”

Tan Yun hugged the letter to his chest. From just a few words from Mu Mengyi, he recalled the small incidents when she was forced to jump from the crane by Deputy General Mu.

With a partner like this, what more could a man ask for!

After placing the letter in the Qian Gun Ring, he opened the second letter:

“The snow is white like ice, the cold wind scorching, throwing the cliff”
“No way out, the monkey kills mercilessly, you appear”
“The underworld is fate, hurt by the monkey, Yao escapes”
“I cling to your back, the mountains stretch as far as the eye can see until we return home”
“On the final battle stage, you destroy Yao Yi. Our love is broken, but Yao Yi’s heart is with you. She cannot fight you”
“In the Valley of the Falling Gods, I cared for you a few days, stayed by your side, feelings deep in the bones”
“Yao has no other desire than to stay by your side for life”
“If you abandon me, I will leave; if you accept, I will live and die with you”
“Even if everything is deserted, I remain steadfast in my heart”
“—Zhong Wu Shiyao”

After reading it, Tan Yun’s heart felt heavy. He pondered deeply, folded the letter gently, and placed it in the Qian Gun Ring.

He thought of the powerful enemies in the future and feared involving Yao Yi, but from the letter, he knew Yao Yi loved him deeply.

Thinking of Zhong Wu Shiyao, who had no relatives other than heartless parents who had abandoned her, the wrinkles on Tan Yun’s forehead gradually eased. As he flew with the wind, his hesitant gaze hardened.

“Love what you love, cherish what you cherish. That is the destiny of a man! Yao Yi, I—Tan Yun—will not let you down!”

…

At this moment, Tan Yun’s flying speed equaled that of a Complete-stage Demon of the Devil Mind Path, and he could travel 120,000 li per day.

For a distance of 10,000 miles, he could cover it in just 1 hour.

“Heh, it’s really enormous.”

Tan Yun stood on his flying sword, hovering above the sea of clouds, looking down at the giant martial arts arena below. His eyes were full of firm hope.
“From now on, aside from other important matters, I will stay here!”

“Call them out!”

With a resolute decision, Tan Yun descended on his flying sword into the giant martial arts arena.

The arena had a circumference of 15 li. The ground was paved with purple-black stone, known for being stronger than ordinary stone. Across the vast arena, a thin purple mist floated lightly, beautiful as if drifting above the mortal world.

Inside the arena, thousands of medium-level Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagodas were arranged for training, each 100 feet tall, surrounding the central top-level Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagoda, which rose 1,000 feet like stars circling the moon, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

The purple stones on the ground reflected faint purple rays, the mist was translucent, and the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth made the overall view of the Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagodas appear as magnificent as a celestial realm—surpassing human comprehension and approaching the Divine Kingdom.

Tan Yun sheathed his flying sword and stepped into the training arena, speaking sincerely:
“The spiritual energy here is as abundant as a dream. Training amidst such an environment must be the highest pleasure.”

Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded from behind, catching him off guard.
“Hmph, look at this rustic disciple, still training his mind here!”

Tan Yun raised an eyebrow and slowly turned to look.

A handsome young man, wearing ninth-level silk robes embroidered with patterns of the Devil Mind Path, walked in unhurriedly, holding a folding fan that swayed gracefully.

Behind him were ten disciples, all at the ninth stage of cultivation, following in an orderly manner.

Tan Yun glanced at the embroidered robes, and after a moment, turned to enter the arena. He had only taken one step when a cold bark sounded behind him:
“You lowly fool, what are you looking at? I didn’t tell you to step forward—stand right there!”

“Lowly?”

Tan Yun stopped immediately and turned back, walking straight toward the young man in embroidered robes without hurry.

“Haha, look at this one from the Spirit Herb Garden. I didn’t call him, yet he came on his own!” The young man in embroidered robes smiled charmingly.

The disciples behind bowed and spoke obsequiously:
“Of course, that’s due to the prestige of Senior Pang!”
“Yes, who in the Tanmai Territory dares oppose Senior Pang? Greater than showing lowly respect!”

“...”

The young man in embroidered robes looked thoroughly pleased, enjoying everyone’s attention. He scanned the area, then threw a high-level spirit stone to the ground, and pointed at Tan Yun.
“The Spirit Herb Garden has someone named Tan Yun, right? I heard he’s arrogant!”

“Come tell me how the lowly Tan Yun killed Li Zian. If you succeed, I’ll reward you with spirit stones! Hahaha!”

Tan Yun smiled slightly, then strode straight toward the young man in embroidered robes, before shouting coldly:
“Heh! Old hag!”

“Bang!”

Instantly, Tan Yun’s hand, icy cold, struck the young man’s face. He flew backward, blood and teeth scattering from his mouth!

“Whoosh!”

Before he could hit the ground, Tan Yun blinked and appeared beside him, grabbing his neck with his left hand and lifting him high.

Seeing this, the ten disciples froze in disbelief. Then they surrounded Tan Yun, swords raised, shouting loudly:

“Are you blind?! That’s Senior Pang! How dare you touch him!”
“You lowly one, you’ve gone too far! Let Senior Pang go immediately!”
“Let Senior Pang go!”

“...”

The insults aimed at the ten disciples echoed in Tan Yun’s mind. His eyes narrowed, a glint of icy cold appearing.

He grabbed the young man in embroidered robes with his left hand, then vanished from his original spot. Ten illusions appeared before the disciples, each punching violently at the man’s face.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Ah! Ah!”

Blood splattered and screams echoed. The ten disciples surrounding Tan Yun had their mouths and noses smashed, teeth broken, hitting the ground 10 feet away!

“Thud! Thud!”

The ten disciples, bleeding from mouth and nose, staggered up, staring at Tan Yun with terror, barely able to move.

--Translated by likesnovel--