The Supreme Being Against Heaven

At that moment, if anyone could peer into the “3 souls and 7 spirits” of the black-clothed woman, they would be utterly shocked—

They would see strands of black energy like silk threads slowly infiltrating and drifting out from deep within her soul, continuously dispersing.

—

After a full 1 hour had passed.

Once Tan Yun confirmed that the Soul-Extinguishing Forbidden Breath had been completely eradicated, he immediately withdrew his spiritual power.

In an instant, the Ten-Thousand Dragon Breaking-Seal Formation collapsed and dissipated.

The black-clothed woman’s body fell toward the bed, but Tan Yun reached out and gently caught her, placing her back down safely.

He then checked her pulse. It was still weak—but it was now a true living pulse.

Tan Yun turned to the elders and said in a tired voice,
“Don’t worry. Little girl Tang will recover within 1 hour.”

His words shocked everyone.

“Elder… will Chief Tang really recover?” the 5th Elder, a middle-aged woman, asked eagerly, her face full of joy.

Tan Yun replied calmly,
“Once she wakes up, I will examine her again.”

Then he asked,
“What is your name?”

The 5th Elder quickly replied respectfully,
“This junior is Chen Shuiyue.”

Tan Yun nodded slightly.
“Shuiyue, go bring Su Bing here immediately. And tell Zhou Wuyun to come see me as well.”

“Yes, Elder! I will go at once!”

Chen Shuiyue responded and disappeared from the room in a flash, not giving Lu Yi any chance to speak.

Tantai Zhongde smiled faintly and asked,
“Elder, will Chief Tang really wake up?”

Tan Yun answered with certainty,
“Yes.”

—

For the next 1 hour, apart from Lu Yi whose expression kept changing, all the other elders watched the woman on the bed with hopeful eyes.

—

And exactly after 1 hour—

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Her beautiful gaze scanned the room in a blur before she spoke weakly,

“Is this… a dream?”

Tan Yun gave a faint smile.
“You are not dreaming. You… have awakened.”

The black-clothed woman stared at him quietly, then a faint smile appeared on her pale face. Her eyes slowly filled with tears.

Crystal-clear drops rolled down from the corners of her eyes, soaking the strands of hair beside her cheeks.

“You… are the one who saved me, aren’t you?”

Tan Yun nodded.
“Yes. It was me.”

Her voice trembled.
“Thank you, Elder. My name is… Tang Xinying. Thank you for saving my life.”

Although she tried to sit up, her body had no strength at all—even her fingers could barely move.

Overwhelmed with gratitude and the joy of surviving death, tears continued to flow as she looked at Tan Yun with unwavering eyes.

—

“Chief!”

The elders quickly gathered around.

“Thank goodness… the Chief is still alive…”

“Chief, do you know? We were terrified…”

“Chief…”

Their voices were soft, afraid of disturbing her recovery.

“Everyone… don’t… worry…” Tang Xinying said weakly, her pale face filled with gratitude.

All the elders cupped their hands and bowed deeply toward Tan Yun.

“Thank you, Elder, for saving our Chief. Please accept our respect!”

After speaking, they all knelt and bowed their heads.

All except one—

Lu Yi.

He also knelt, but his eyes were still filled with suppressed resentment as he said in a low voice,
“Thank you, Elder… for saving the Chief.”

Although his outward attitude was respectful, inside he was burning with anger.

Lu Yi was silently praying deep in his heart—he only wished for one thing: that Tang Xinying would die, so he could rise to the position of Alchemy Line Chief and become the supreme ruler of the Sacred Sect’s alchemy lineage.

“Everyone, rise,” Tan Yun said with a light wave of his hand.

“Thank you, Elder,” all the elders quickly stood up together.

Tang Xinying looked at Tan Yun with a weak expression and asked haltingly,
“Elder… how should I address you…”

“I am Su Bing’s master,” Tan Yun replied in his hoarse voice as before.

“Su Bing… the Second Elder’s disciple…” Tang Xinying seemed to recall something. She tried to glance to her left, but her body could barely move.

Her memory was still faint—but she vaguely remembered that the 2nd Elder of the Alchemy Line had been executed, and that Shen Subing was supposed to be buried alongside her.

Suddenly, her eyes filled with urgency.

“And… the 2nd Elder and Su Bing… where are they now?”

Lu Yi stepped forward and said calmly,
“The 2nd Elder made a misdiagnosis, believing your Life Spirit had been destroyed, and was therefore executed by the Sacred Sect. As for Su Bing, the 5th Elder is currently bringing her back.”

“What… the 2nd Elder is dead?”

Tears instantly welled up in Tang Xinying’s eyes.

“It’s because of me… she was like an older sister to me… I caused her death…”

“Chief, please do not grieve,” the elders sighed one after another, recalling the gentleness and kindness of the 2nd Elder while she was alive.

Tan Yun let out a faint sigh.

“The dead cannot return. Do not grieve excessively. Remember—your body is still extremely weak. You must not become overly emotional. Even a deity would not be able to save you if your condition worsens.”

He paused slightly, then continued,
“Rest your mind first. I will examine you again later.”

“Mhm… I understand.” Tang Xinying took a deep breath, forcing down her sorrow and closing her eyes.

—

Because her soul condition was still severely damaged, Tan Yun did not worry that she would detect his spiritual probing.

He once again extended his spiritual sense, carefully probing into the depths of her 3 souls and 7 spirits for a thorough examination.

After only a short moment, he withdrew his consciousness.

“Your 3 souls and 7 spirits are severely damaged,” Tan Yun said calmly.
“After I finish treating Su Bing, I will prepare medicine for you. It should take no more than 6 months, or at least a few months, for you to recover.”

“Thank you, Elder, for saving me,” Tang Xinying said softly.

At that moment, just as she opened her eyes again—

Tan Yun suddenly stood up.

And at the same time, the 5th Elder entered the chamber, bringing in a woman covered in blood.

“Su Bing!”

Tan Yun rushed forward and immediately caught her body in his arms.

The sight before them made everyone’s hearts tighten.

Shen Subing was in a truly pitiful state—

Her face and body were covered in whip wounds.

Her skin was torn open in multiple places, blood continuously seeping out.

Even in unconsciousness, her face was faintly distorted, as if she were still enduring endless pain.

“Su Bing… my disciple… who did this to you!”

Tan Yun felt as if his heart had been torn apart, his eyes instantly turning red.

“My disciple!”

A thunderous roar erupted, filled with boundless rage and anguish.

The elders and Tantai Zhongde all trembled at that sound.

Even Zhou Wuyun, standing outside the door, shook violently, his face filled with fear.

Tang Xinying turned her cold gaze toward the 5th Elder and asked in a trembling voice,
“Which beast did this?”

“Reporting to the Chief… it was the 3rd Elder who personally acted,” the 5th Elder replied truthfully.

“Where is he?” Tang Xinying’s eyes were filled with killing intent.

“He is waiting outside,” the 5th Elder answered, bowing.

At that moment—

Zhou Wuyun rushed in from outside, panic-stricken, and immediately knelt before the bed.

“Chief… I was wrong…”

“I… I acted out of anger because I believed the pills sent by Su Subing had harmed your condition…”

--Translated by likesnovel--