The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
“Crack!” The Golden Dragon Lion’s right wing—like an indestructible bolt of golden lightning—slashed through the incoming mid-grade magic weapon flying sword, splitting it cleanly into 2 pieces in an instant! As Pang Shiyuan stared at the tiny Golden Dragon Lion, he sensed the aura of a demonic beast at “Growth Stage Level 3.” Recalling the speed at which it had severed his hand moments ago, his heart instantly sank into despair. “Buzz—!” Amid the trembling of space within the cave, the Golden D...
"Roar—!"
Just as the flying sword was about to slice through Tan Yun’s neck, a streak of golden light suddenly burst out from within his robe. The roar of a lion thundered throughout the entire cave!
“Crack!”
The Golden Dragon Lion’s right wing—like an indestructible bolt of golden lightning—slashed through the incoming mid-grade magic weapon flying sword, splitting it cleanly into 2 pieces in an instant!
“Ahh… what… what is that?!” Pang Shiyuan screamed in terror. The moment his flying sword was severed, all he saw was a flash of golden light. In the next instant, a sharp, agonizing pain shot through his right wrist!
“No!!”
When he looked down, he saw that his right hand—once gripping the broken sword—had been completely severed from his wrist. Fresh blood sprayed wildly from the wound!
“Roar!”
The Golden Dragon Lion, now only the size of a sparrow, hovered before Tan Yun. Its eyes gleamed with a cold, savage light as it stared at Pang Shiyuan and let out a deafening roar!
Tan Yun remained seated calmly on the jade chair, his expression unchanged. The gaze he cast toward Pang Shiyuan was still filled with ruthless killing intent.
As Pang Shiyuan stared at the tiny Golden Dragon Lion, he sensed the aura of a demonic beast at “Growth Stage Level 3.” Recalling the speed at which it had severed his hand moments ago, his heart instantly sank into despair.
That speed—was at least 3 times faster than his own!
With such overwhelming speed and power, he didn’t even have the chance to unleash his strongest technique!
In truth, the Golden Dragon Lion’s speed was comparable to a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Refinement Realm!
Meanwhile, Pang Shiyuan was only at Level 6 of the Spirit Refinement Realm!
And on top of that, the power of its wings was strong enough to cut through a mid-grade magic weapon in a single instant!
“Old fool, run. Let me see if you can escape this cave with that pathetic speed of yours!” Tan Yun sneered coldly.
“T-Tan Yun…” Pang Shiyuan trembled uncontrollably, staring at the Golden Dragon Lion in horror. “Spare me! You’re not dead anyway. As long as you let me go, I’ll give you anything I have!”
“Big one, cripple his leg,” Tan Yun said coldly.
Whoosh!
The Golden Dragon Lion vanished in an instant. A streak of golden light shot past Pang Shiyuan’s right knee, sending blood splattering into the air. In the next moment, it had already returned to its 1-chi-long form, hovering once again before Tan Yun.
At the same time, Pang Shiyuan’s severed leg fell heavily to the ground, blood splashing everywhere!
The Golden Dragon Lion’s speed drove Pang Shiyuan into absolute terror!
He wanted to run!
But… he couldn’t!
He didn’t have the ability to fight and flee at the same time!
“AAARGH—!”
A miserable scream echoed throughout the cave. Standing on only 1 leg, Pang Shiyuan looked at Tan Yun with pleading eyes.
“Tan Yun, please spare me! If you let me go, I’ll tell you who’s behind all of this… please!”
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Tan Yun’s eyes. “The night is still long. I have plenty of time to play with you. Since you’re begging for your life, you should know how to beg properly… kneel before me!”
“O-Okay… I’ll kneel…” Pang Shiyuan bent his left knee—but in that very instant, the spiritual energy within his body erupted as he shot toward the cave exit at full speed!
At the same time, a high-grade magic weapon—the Spirit Boat—burst out from his spatial ring, expanding to 3 zhang in an instant!
Whoosh!
Pang Shiyuan leaped onto the Spirit Boat with agility, controlling it as it sped out of the cave while shouting at the top of his lungs:
“Help! Tan Yun is trying to kill me!”
His plan was simple—with the Spirit Boat’s speed, he could exit the cave in the blink of an eye. His cry for help would surely echo across several li!
Let everyone know… Tan Yun was still alive!
Perhaps Tan Yun would panic and flee!
But then—something horrifying happened!
At the very moment the Spirit Boat was about to rush out of the cave entrance—
It suddenly stopped mid-air…!
"Roar—!"
A furious lion’s roar erupted from behind, accompanied by a violent gust of wind crashing forward!
Startled, Pang Shiyuan quickly turned around. The sight before him made his entire body tremble, his face filled with terror.
“Th-This… what kind of monster is this?!”
The Golden Dragon Lion expanded to a massive size of 10 zhang. With a blood-red maw wide open, it roared and clamped down tightly onto the stern of the Spirit Boat! Its 4 limbs stomped heavily against the ground, making it impossible for the Spirit Boat to take off even slightly!
“Roar!”
With a violent swing of its neck, it flung the Spirit Boat straight back into the depths of the cave!
Whoosh!
Pang Shiyuan had no time to think. He immediately summoned his flying sword, leaped onto it, and shot out of the cave at full speed!
“Buzz—!”
Amid the trembling of space within the cave, the Golden Dragon Lion released the Spirit Boat and burst out of the cave, transforming into a massive streak of golden light as it chased after Pang Shiyuan—who had already fled 30 zhang away!
“Go to hell!”
Lying flat against his flying sword, Pang Shiyuan thrust his left hand forward with all his strength. Brown earth-element energy surged through the air, forming a towering mountain of 300 zhang that crashed down violently toward the Golden Dragon Lion!
But—
The Golden Dragon Lion didn’t even try to dodge!
Its body instantly expanded to 100 zhang. Its 100-zhang-long right wing lashed out, accompanied by a roaring storm!
“Boom—!”
The mountain shattered into pieces in a single instant!
Amid the collapsing debris, the Golden Dragon Lion surged upward ferociously. Its massive claw rose high before slamming down toward Pang Shiyuan on his flying sword!
The surrounding space trembled violently!
“No—!!”
Pang Shiyuan pushed his flying sword to its absolute limit. Though he barely managed to avoid having his head crushed—
The lower half of his body was completely obliterated by the lion’s claw!
Blood and shattered bones rained down into the void…
“Bang!”
Dust billowed as the mountain peak trembled slightly. Pang Shiyuan’s remaining half-body crashed heavily onto the summit!
“H-Help…”
His cry for help was cut off instantly—
As Tan Yun appeared right in front of him!
Tan Yun’s foot pressed down on his throat, crushing his Adam’s apple deep into his neck!
He could no longer make a single sound!
“Slash!”
Fresh blood stained the snow a vivid crimson!
With a cold expression, Tan Yun swung his sword, severing Pang Shiyuan’s left arm completely!
Under the extreme pain, Pang Shiyuan’s eyes bulged. Blood vessels burst across his eyes as they filled with desperate pleading.
“Buzz—!”
Tan Yun flicked his right arm. Instantly, space within a radius of 100 zhang trembled slightly—he had deployed a soundproof barrier!
“If that day, I hadn’t brought the treasure talisman with me…”
“I would have already been brutally killed by you inside the No. 678 mid-grade Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagoda!”
“Because of you, you damned old bastard, I suffered the most severe injuries of my life—nearly losing it!”
“Today… I’ll let you experience what it feels like to be reduced to nothing but bones!”
As his words fell—
Tan Yun’s foot remained firmly pressed on Pang Shiyuan’s throat, giving him no chance to speak!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Spiritual energy surged from between Tan Yun’s brows, transforming into tens of thousands of spiritual blades within the snow—like a swarm of golden fish swirling above—
Completely surrounding Pang Shiyuan from all directions!
As the “3rd Elder” of the Inner Alchemy Lineage, Pang Shiyuan had never imagined—
That one day… he would die like this!
Staring at the countless spiritual blades circling above him, his eyes were filled with terror and desperate pleading.
As the saying goes—
“The older one grows, the more one fears death.”
For Pang Shiyuan… this could not have been more true.
--Translated by likesnovel--