The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
For Tan Yun, whose mastery of talismanic inscriptions had reached a heaven-shaking level, every talisman he refined was vastly more powerful than those of cultivators of the same attribute and realm! At best, he only possesses high-level talent.” “To save time, I will refine a low-grade water-attribute talisman—‘Frozen Southern Mountain Talisman’ will suffice!” In Tan Yun’s eyes, even if Duan Zhen possessed peak wind-attribute talent, he was still merely a cultivator at the 1st level of the Soul...
For Tan Yun, whose mastery of talismanic inscriptions had reached a heaven-shaking level, every talisman he refined was vastly more powerful than those of cultivators of the same attribute and realm!
This—was beyond any doubt!
“Duan Zhen is already quite old, yet he is only at the 1st level of the Soul Integration Realm. At best, he only possesses high-level talent.”
“To save time, I will refine a low-grade water-attribute talisman—‘Frozen Southern Mountain Talisman’ will suffice!”
In Tan Yun’s eyes, even if Duan Zhen possessed peak wind-attribute talent, he was still merely a cultivator at the 1st level of the Soul Integration Realm.
As for the “Frozen Southern Mountain Talisman” he was about to refine, it was equivalent to a full-force attack from a 3rd level Soul Integration Realm water-attribute cultivator—enough to seriously injure or even kill Duan Zhen!
Having made up his mind, Tan Yun’s spiritual sense stirred—
Whoosh!
A talisman paper instantly rose and floated before him in midair.
Tan Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, entering a state of absolute calm. Letting go of all distractions, his mind focused solely on the talisman paper.
“Primordial gives birth to water—Power of the aqueous element, manifest!”
In an instant, the 7 Primordial Nascent Souls within Tan Yun’s spiritual pool opened their eyes!
Immediately, streams of translucent water-element energy, each the size of a thumb, surged forth from their profound, empty primordial gazes!
The water energy burst out from between Tan Yun’s brows, transforming into an almost invisible water serpent that swam and coiled above his head—mysterious and mesmerizing.
“Ten thousand streams, ten thousand threads of consciousness—water merges with the mind, giving birth to inscriptions…”
A solemn chant continuously flowed from Tan Yun’s mouth.
His 2 hands moved in profound patterns before his chest—suddenly, pale golden spiritual energy appeared, splitting into 9,999 silk-like strands that rose into the air above him.
At nearly the same moment—
The water energy in the air also dispersed into 9,999 hair-thin strands!
Then, the 9,999 strands of spiritual energy and the 9,999 strands of water energy began to merge above Tan Yun’s head.
After a full 3 hours—
Every strand of spiritual energy and every drop of water energy transformed into 9,999 delicate inscriptions, glowing like fireflies as they floated in the air.
“Inscribe the runes, forge the Southern Mountain, freeze all things, shatter the Southern Mountain—converge!”
Tan Yun kept his eyes closed, his expression solemn. His hands spread like claws as he slowly waved them toward the black talisman paper floating before him.
With a flick of his wrist—
10 inscriptions, each 10 zhang long, were precisely controlled by his 10 fingers and shot into the talisman paper, forming a ring and transforming into 10 small points—these were the “talisman bases”!
At the moment the talisman bases were formed—
The black talisman paper, measuring 1 chi 3 cun in length and 0.5 chi 1 cun in width, emitted a black curtain of light!
If this scene were witnessed by talisman elders—
They would be so shocked they might lose their sanity!
Because Tan Yun’s method of condensing talisman bases was something they had never heard of or seen before!
Across the Heavenly Punishment Continent, whether talisman apprentices, talisman masters, grandmasters, or revered masters—
All relied on a “talisman brush” as a medium, carefully drawing patterns on talisman paper to form the base.
Only after that would they enter a focused mental state, slowly inscribing complex runes with precision.
However—Tan Yun… was different!
And fortunately, no one was standing behind him at this moment.
Otherwise, what he was about to do next would truly cause anyone who saw it to “lose their mind in shock”!
Tan Yun’s 10 fingers moved with astonishing dexterity—
He controlled 10 floating inscriptions above his head simultaneously!
Then directly drew them onto the talisman paper!
At times, his fingers moved as fast as lightning, tracing patterns in an instant.
At other times, they slowed—and the patterns followed, as if alive!
It must be known—
When a Grand Talisman Master refines a talisman, they typically use only 1 talisman brush.
But Tan Yun… used all 10 fingers as brushes!
The speed—was 10 times faster!
And as Tan Yun’s cultivation rises in the future, he will no longer need to use his 10 fingers as brushes. With his powerful spiritual sense and supreme mastery of talisman refinement, he will be able to control dozens, hundreds, or even tens of thousands of talisman brushes simultaneously to refine talismans in a single attempt!
His fingers moved as if alive—
The inscriptions above his head were continuously drawn into the talisman paper, forming intricate patterns—some parallel, some intersecting, some spiraling… more complex than any image!
The process of talisman refinement is divided into 5 main stages—
Stage 1: Condense and refine the “talisman base”
Stage 2: Draw the talisman patterns onto the paper according to different refinement methods
During the drawing process, one must simultaneously form the “connection points” and “rune nodes” within the patterns!
Every intersection, every connection node, and every single rune—
Must be “flawlessly perfect,” not even the slightest deviation allowed!
Otherwise, at best, the talisman’s power would be reduced.
At worst—the entire talisman would instantly become “worthless”!
Stage 3: Refine the “Activation Runes,” using spiritual power to awaken the talisman and unleash its effects.
Stage 4: Refine the “Destruction Runes.” Once activated, these runes are shattered to release devastating offensive power!
Stage 5: Refine the “Concealment Runes,” hiding the talisman from plain sight so that even experts would find it difficult to discern its attribute!
…
Inside the “Mustard Seed Spacetime Tower”—
Tan Yun forgot the passage of time.
Forgot himself.
Forgot everything!
There was only 1 thing in his mind—
“The Frozen Southern Mountain Talisman”!
10 days passed—
The outline of a towering mountain peak began to appear on the black talisman paper…
12 days passed—
The majestic peak, as if alive, became clearly visible!
That mountain—
Was formed from countless runes layered densely upon one another.
With just a glance, one would feel dizzy and disoriented, unable to tell where the runes began and where they ended!
Only 3 days remained—before leaving the tower.
“3 days… enough to refine the Activation Runes, Destruction Runes, and Concealment Runes.”
A faint smile appeared on Tan Yun’s lips.
However—when the image of “Duan Zhen” surfaced in his mind—
That smile… gradually turned ice-cold, chilling to the bone!
…
At the same time, in the massive arena within the Permit Hall—
Duan Zhen leisurely sipped spirit wine, his gaze fixed on the direction of “Tower No. 666.”
His eyes—cold as ice.
“Tan Yun… tomorrow will be your death day!”
…
Night descended.
Cold moonlight cast down upon the frost-covered earth, enveloping the عظ grand “Murong Immortal Mountain.”
At the mountain peak—
The “Murong Immortal Palace” stood tall amidst swirling clouds and mist, as magnificent as a heavenly palace—true to its name!
At that moment, inside the main hall, melodious music like that of the heavens echoed outward.
However—within that sound, there was a deep sense of shock and confusion—
“Reporting to Master, I have searched throughout the entire Artifact Refinement line, but have yet to find any disciple willing to purchase the 11 high-grade spirit flying swords you refined…”
“Ruoxi, did you take the portrait of the servant-clothed disciple and ask all the weapon elders to verify it?”
“Reporting to Master, this disciple has already shown the portrait to the 2nd Elder and the 15th Elder. They gathered all disciples for questioning and confirmed that—this person is not a disciple of our sect!”
“Not a disciple of the Artifact Refinement Sect… yet possessing at least the level of an ‘Elementary Grandmaster Artifact Refiner’…”
“Who exactly is he… who is he!”
The melodious yet astonished voice of “Daoist Murong” echoed once more from within the Immortal Palace…
--Translated by likesnovel--