The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
Luckily, he was severely injured by my talisman, ‘Mountain Suppressing Winter Seal,’ and was eventually killed by me.” “If not for that item, I would have already been dead!” With that, Tan Yun stomped down heavily, crushing onto Lu Wu’s right palm. “Hmph!” Shen Subing let out a cold snort, her gaze turning toward Feng Shi among the supervisors as she said displeasedly: “All elders and disciples are here, yet the 12th-ranked elder is nowhere to be seen. — Several hours later Shen Subing piloted ...
Tan Yun lifted off the “Ice Turtle Breath-Concealing Cloak,” his eyes turning cold and vicious like blades.
“You’re already old, yet your mouth is still so loud… About 1 year ago, you sent Duan Zhen to assassinate me. Luckily, he was severely injured by my talisman, ‘Mountain Suppressing Winter Seal,’ and was eventually killed by me.”
“If not for that item, I would have already been dead!”
With that, Tan Yun stomped down heavily, crushing onto Lu Wu’s right palm.
Crack—BOOM!
A deafening bone-shattering sound rang out as the ground trembled like rippling water. Lu Wu’s right hand was instantly turned into a mass of blood and shattered bone.
“Aaaargh—Tan Yun, you bastard!!”
Lu Wu screamed like a slaughtered pig, veins bulging all over his face like writhing worms, an utterly horrifying sight.
Tan Yun only smiled coldly.
“Go on… keep screaming.”
“After that, you even sent Jiang Xie to assassinate me again.”
He looked down at Lu Wu with icy eyes.
“Lu Wu, ask yourself—when have I ever provoked you? Everything started because your disciple, Li Zichuan, insulted and beat my herb garden disciples first.”
“Yes… I killed your Li Zi’an, but that was only a life-and-death duel!”
“But you kept sending assassins after me again and again. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!”
Before he even finished speaking, Tan Yun kicked the chair away and brutally crushed Lu Wu’s left hand.
Crack!
“Aaaargh!”
Lu Wu, pinned down by the Golden Lion Dragon Divine Beast, screamed in unbearable agony.
“Tan Yun… I was wrong! Don’t kill me!”
He panicked, almost losing his mind.
“Don’t kill me! My father is the 4th Elder of the Alchemy Line in the Immortal Sect! If you kill me, you’ll die too!”
Tan Yun laughed coldly.
“I killed Pang Siyuan without anyone knowing. Why would I fear you?”
“If you didn’t want to die, you shouldn’t have started this in the first place.”
“You even ordered Li Zichuan to poison the Resurrection Spirit Herb.”
His voice grew colder.
“Zhao Run was a diligent and honest man. He cultivated the Resurrection Spirit Herb carefully, yet because of you, he was killed unjustly!”
“And you even hung his corpse on Mount Immortal Changsang, refusing to let him be buried!”
“Lu Wu… you are utterly inhuman!”
—
The image of Zhao Run flashed through Tan Yun’s mind, and his killing intent surged even stronger.
“I will not let you die so easily!”
With that, he drew his sword and severed Lu Wu’s leg in a single strike.
Shhk—!
Another agonizing scream echoed through the cave.
Lu Wu’s injuries were so severe that his soul nearly shattered. Tan Yun immediately activated the “Primordial Heavenly Eye” to control his mind.
“Destroy your own spirit core.”
“Yes… yes…”
Lu Wu answered blankly, then obediently destroyed his own “spiritual dantian,” coughing out 3 large mouthfuls of blood.
With his core destroyed, his body began to rapidly decay.
His skin wrinkled instantly, his hair turned completely white and fell out, and even his eyebrows turned pale. In just a breath, he became an old man on the verge of death.
In reality, Lu Wu was 190 years old.
With his spiritual core destroyed, his life force collapsed entirely.
He had become so weak that he could no longer even speak.
—
Tan Yun stopped Lu Wu’s bleeding, then withdrew the power of the “Primordial Heavenly Eye.”
Next, he used the “Primordial Flame” to burn away all remaining traces inside the cave, erasing every trace of aura.
After cleaning the bloodstains and severed limbs, he threw Lu Wu—now barely half-alive—onto the back of the Golden Lion Dragon Divine Beast and immediately left Mount Ludaoxian.
—
2 hours later
Tan Yun arrived at the southern mountain range of the Alchemy Sect Gate, 30,000 li away.
In the darkness of night, he carved out a cave on the mountain peak and casually threw Lu Wu—now barely clinging to life—inside.
“Tonight… everything ends here.”
They then brought a massive boulder and sealed the cave entrance tightly, leaving Lu Wu imprisoned inside to face his own fate.
The most important reason Tan Yun did not kill Lu Wu immediately was because he did not want to involve Shen Subing.
He understood clearly that, with Lu Wu’s current severely crippled condition, at most 5 days would be enough for him to die.
By then, Lu Wu’s “life lamp” would be extinguished, and Shen Subing would already have departed for the “Immortal Nirvana Sect.”
Because of this, Lu Yi—Lu Wu’s father—would have no legitimate reason to shift the blame onto Shen Subing.
—
After dealing with Lu Wu, Tan Yun immediately returned to “Cave No. 555” that very night.
At dawn, he arrived at the “Ling Mountain Herb Garden” and, together with Da Niu and 50 other disciples, set out for “Mount Bingqing.”
—
Chen hour (07:00–09:00)
At the vast summit of “Mount Bingqing,” over 60,000 disciples stood in orderly formation.
At the front were dozens of elders and supervisors standing in silence.
Elders ranked 2 to 11 were present in their positions, but there was not even a trace of Lu Wu.
—
In front of the Bingqing Hall
Shen Subing stood gracefully in the center of the plaza, her expression cold and noble.
To her left stood Luo Fan and Song Hong, along with 48 elite alchemy disciples.
This group consisted of:
40 high-level alchemists
8 saint-level alchemists
They were the main force of the Huangfu Shengzong, preparing to travel for the alchemy competition against two great ancient sects.
At the same time, Shen Subing’s personal disciple—Nangong Ruxue—stood respectfully beside her master.
—
Today, all elders and disciples had come to see them off.
“Hmph!”
Shen Subing let out a cold snort, her gaze turning toward Feng Shi among the supervisors as she said displeasedly:
“All elders and disciples are here, yet the 12th-ranked elder is nowhere to be seen. Where has he gone?”
“Reporting to Sect Master, this subordinate does not know,” Feng Shi replied respectfully.
All elders and disciples felt that Lu Wu was truly going too far.
—
Shen Subing said coldly:
“If he is not here, then we will not wait.”
As she spoke, she lightly flicked her hand, and the ring on her finger glowed brilliantly.
Instantly, a flying vessel of “quasi-top-tier divine artifact level” appeared above the summit, expanding to a length of 300 zhang.
—
Shen Subing soared onto the flying vessel.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh…
Luo Fan, Song Hong, and 51 disciples, along with Tan Yun, Da Niu, and another 51 disciples from the herb garden, all leapt into the air and took their positions in an orderly manner.
—
“May Sect Master lead the Alchemy Line disciples to victory at the Immortal Nirvana Sect and the Divine Spirit Hall, and return in glory!”
Elder rank 2, Du Chen, spoke loudly, his voice echoing across the entire summit.
“Farewell, Sect Master!”
Over 60,000 disciples knelt simultaneously, their voices shaking heaven and earth.
—
The flying vessel slowly ascended into the clouds, disappearing beyond the horizon in an instant.
—
Several hours later
Shen Subing piloted the flying vessel through a sea of mist before landing at “Ten Thousand Dragons Peak.”
Standing on the vessel, Tan Yun immediately sensed it—
A massive killing intent was locking onto him from all directions.
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