The Supreme Being Against Heaven

The disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect, all 199 of them, stood frozen in shock, staring at the mangled remains of Tuoba Zhantian with blank expressions.
They could hardly believe it… that someone ranked 198th on the “Crouching Dragon List (Inner Sect)” had died so easily.
He was slain like an insect by a mere servant disciple of the Huangfu Shengzong, who was only at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm!
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After a brief silence, some of the 49 disciples from the formation branch began to sob softly, while others remained silent.
But all of them shared the same gaze—staring at Tan Yun, who stood completely uninjured, their eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.
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Ruyan Wuji’s face turned pale, his aged body trembling uncontrollably.
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On the other hand, Tantai Xuanzhong trembled with excitement.
He had originally thought the “Four-Branch Competition” would surely collapse, but now that Tan Yun had stepped in, everything could proceed as planned.
How could he not be excited!
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“Tan Yun… well done!” Shen Subing revealed a beautiful smile.
Tang Xinying did the same.
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Luo Fan, Song Hong, and more than 50 disciples participating in the alchemy branch competition, along with Nangong Ruxue who had come with Shen Subing, and the disciples of the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden—all looked at Tan Yun with deep admiration.
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“I can’t believe he’s this strong!” Nangong Ruxue and Gongsun Ruoxi exclaimed at the same time in shock.
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Zhongwu Shiyao looked at Tan Yun with a joyful smile, her heart filled with pride in the man before her.
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“Aah… my disciple!”
A mournful cry echoed through the cold night sky.
The Great Elder of the inner sect weapon-refining branch, an old man nearly 90 years old, collapsed beside Tuoba Zhantian’s headless corpse, tears streaming down his face.
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“Sect Master! You don’t know this…”
“Just one month ago, my Zhantian had already become a ‘High-Rank Artifact Refining Grandmaster’!”
“I was going to report it tomorrow, but… but he died before I could! Huu…!”
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“Sect Master… although Zhantian was not the strongest, he was a once-in-a-thousand-years genius in formations!”
“Please… please avenge him!”
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Upon hearing this, the elders and leaders of all 7 main branches of the Huangfu Shengzong were deeply shocked.
They had never expected that Tuoba Zhantian, who had reached the “Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm,” was actually already a high-level artifact refining grandmaster at such a young age.
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But at the same time… those who were smiling the most were Tantai Xuanzhong, Murong Shishi, and the elders of the weapon-refining branch of the Huangfu Shengzong.
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In their eyes, Tan Yun’s victory meant that the Four-Branch Competition the next day could proceed as scheduled—and they would still obtain the qualification to enter the “Eternal Immortal Realm.”
Moreover, with Tuoba Zhantian dead, they had eliminated one more formidable opponent.
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On the other side, Ruyan Wuji stared at Tan Yun with bloodshot eyes, her aged face twisted with fury and pain.
Losing such a genius in the weapon-refining path was something she could not accept.
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“Heh heh.”
Tantai Xuanzhong let out a cold laugh, glancing at Ruyan Wuji.
“Sect Master Ruyan, it seems fate truly revolves endlessly.”
“The top geniuses of your sect—in alchemy, formations, artifact refining, and talismans—have all been defeated by a mere servant disciple of my sect.”
“Compared to the younger generation of both sects, yours seems to still be far behind.”
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“Alright, I’m tired as well.”
Tantai Xuanzhong glanced at her again.
“Where is our lodging? You wouldn’t break your promise just because Tan Yun killed Tuoba Zhantian, would you?”
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“Tantai Xuanzhong!”
Ruyan Wuji suppressed her rage.
“My words have never been broken!”
“But… this round is invalid!”
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“Invalid?!” The disciples of the Huangfu Shengzong immediately erupted in anger.
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“Ruyan Wuji, what do you mean!” Tantai Xuanzhong roared. “You are a sect master—are you going to swallow your own words?!”
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“Tantai Xuanzhong, watch your tone!”
Ruyan Wuji’s gaze turned ice-cold.
“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless!”
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She continued in a frigid voice:
“I said before—if the three chosen disciples could win even once, the Four-Branch Competition would proceed as scheduled.”
“But now… the one who fought was Tan Yun.”
“So tell me… how can that count?”

Ruyan Wuji and Zhuge Yu both paused for a moment, then turned toward the voice.
What they saw was merely a servant disciple of Huangfu Shengzong, only at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm, stepping forward to issue a challenge.
A look of cold mockery immediately appeared in both of their eyes.
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The eight elders of the Eternal Immortal Sect, along with the disciples of the two ancient sects, all shook their heads and let out cold laughter upon seeing Tan Yun step out from the ranks.
“So Huangfu Shengzong has really run out of people, huh? They’ve even sent out a lowly servant disciple to court death like this.”
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“Tan Yun! No!” Zhongwu Shiyao shook her head, her beautiful face filled with panic. “Huangfu Tingfeng is already ranked 40th on the Crouching Dragon List. Even he couldn’t win, and you…”
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“Shut up!” Murong Shishi shouted coldly immediately.
“There’s no place for you to speak here.”
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“Master…” Zhongwu Shiyao tried to continue, but Gongsun Ruoxi quickly grabbed her and shook her head, signaling her not to say more.
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At the same time, Gongsun Ruoxi herself stared silently at Tan Yun, her heart tightening.
She admitted… Tan Yun had easily defeated Cao Bin, who was ranked around 180th on the Crouching Dragon List.
But Huangfu Tingfeng… was ranked 40th.
This was not someone he should be able to defeat.
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“Brother Tan… you really shouldn’t step out now…” Daniu said nervously, his body almost unable to stand steady.
“Yes… Brother Tan…” the disciples of the herb garden all became extremely anxious.
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Tan Yun smiled faintly and said calmly,
“Don’t worry.”
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At that moment, Shen Subing suddenly turned around, her eyes cold as ice.
“This has nothing to do with you—be quiet.”
Although her tone was cold, Tan Yun still caught a faint trace of concern hidden within her gaze.
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In Tan Yun’s eyes, he understood clearly that Shen Subing still hoped he would help the Alchemy Branch shine in the upcoming “Nine Branch Competition.” But saying this was merely her way of trying to stop him from dying.
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“Tan Yun,” Tang Xinying frowned slightly. “I’ve heard from Subing that you do have some ability, but you’re still not even in the top 150 of the Crouching Dragon List. This is not the time to act recklessly. Come back with us.”
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“Go back?”
Tan Yun almost laughed inwardly, but held it back.
“If I go back now, when will I ever get another chance to enter the Eternal Immortal Realm?”
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He ignored all objections around him.
In his heart, there was only one goal—to enter the Eternal Immortal Realm and retrieve the remaining 11 Ancient Divine Swords.
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Tantai Xuanzhong narrowed his eyes at Tan Yun. His expression carried 70% displeasure and 30% appreciation.
Displeasure came from the fact that this servant disciple was causing the sect to lose face.
But appreciation came from the courage to step forward without fear.
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“Tan Yun… your intention to preserve the sect’s honor is commendable.”
“But this battle… is canceled.”
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Tan Yun cursed inwardly.
These people… do they even understand anything?
But he did not say it out loud.
Because at this moment, he had already formed a new plan.
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“Forget it… no need to waste time.”
He made his decision.
“Today, I will make sure the Four-Branch Competition proceeds as scheduled.”
“After this… I will request more Sacred Flame Essence from the sect as reward.”
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Suddenly, Tan Yun knelt on one knee and said loudly,
“Sect Master!”
“In my heart, Huangfu Shengzong is still the strongest ancient sect, just like when our ancestors were still alive!”
“The honor of the sect… cannot be trampled upon!”
“This disciple is willing to sacrifice his life for the sect. Please allow me to join the battle!”
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Upon hearing this, all 8 main branches of disciples were shaken.
Even Tantai Xuanzhong hesitated for a moment, looking at him with conflicted eyes.
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Tan Yun noticed this and subtly signaled Daniu with a slight gesture behind his back.
Then he raised a thumbs-up.
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Daniu immediately understood.
Thud!
He knelt heavily and said loudly,
“Please, Sect Master—grant Brother Tan’s loyalty!”
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Immediately after, all 50+ disciples of the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden knelt together.
“Please Sect Master, allow Brother Tan to prove his loyalty to the sect!”

--Translated by likesnovel--