The Supreme Being Against Heaven

“ROOOAR!!!”

At the very moment the Golden Dragon-Lion dove into the Spirit Beast Bag—

the 8th Demonic Blood Illusion Palm slammed directly into Tan Yun!

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“PUFF! PUFF! PUFF!”

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3 streams of fresh blood burst from his mouth!

His internal organs felt displaced, while blood gushed from his ears and nose!

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Suddenly—

cracks like spiderwebs spread across his face… then rapidly extended over his entire body!

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“BOOM!”

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A thunderous explosion shook the heavens!

The 8th palm shattered midair!

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Tan Yun’s body, suspended in the void, thrust both hands forward—

instantly, a massive golden sphere of spiritual energy—the size of a house—spun like a golden wheel,

colliding with the 9th palm charging toward him!

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“BUZZ—WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!”

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The energy sphere stalled the blood palm for only a brief moment—

before exploding violently!

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The shockwave transformed into razor-sharp spiritual winds, slashing through the air and crashing into the mountaintop!

The ground split into countless long fissures!

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Although the 9th palm was weakened by 1/3—

it still came crashing down toward Tan Yun with terrifying force!

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“BREAK FOR ME!”

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To avoid crippling damage to his arms—

Tan Yun roared!

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He charged straight into the 9th palm—

with both hands crossed behind his back!

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“RIP! RIP!”

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In an instant—

his forehead, face, and entire body—

split open!

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Blood sprayed from every wound!

Fragments of white skull became faintly visible—

even his chest and legs were torn apart!

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The sight—

was like a blood demon emerging from a pool of gore!

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“BOOM!”

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Tan Yun broke through the final restraint of the 9th palm!

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As the palm dissipated—

Ru Yanchen, standing midair on his sword, turned pale—

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“UGHH!”

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He spat out black blood!

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Clearly—

the destruction of all 9 palms had triggered a powerful backlash!

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“KILL!”

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Tan Yun activated the Primordial Divine Step!

His body shot upward into the sky—hundreds of zhang high!

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His blood-soaked right hand reached forward—

aiming straight for Ru Yanchen’s throat!

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“I admit you’re strong… but you can’t kill me!”

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Ru Yanchen’s eyes flashed sharply!

With a flick of his left hand—

a flying sword of low-grade spiritual treasure appeared instantly!

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It shot straight toward Tan Yun’s palm!

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“PRIMORDIAL FLAME!”

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In that instant—

a wisp of Primordial Flame burst from Tan Yun’s palm!

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This flame—

could incinerate even high-grade treasures into ashes in a blink!

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The moment the sword tip struck—

it vanished instantly!

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Before anyone could notice—

Tan Yun had already withdrawn the flame!

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Then—

his right palm thrust forward!

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“CRACK!”

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The flying sword shattered like fragile porcelain!

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It must be known—

within the sword existed its “Sword Pattern,” the core of its power!

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But just now—

Tan Yun had used the Primordial Flame to completely destroy that pattern!

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The sword had become nothing more than scrap metal!

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Thus—

he was able to shatter it with his bare hand!

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And because he perfectly controlled the flame’s temperature—

to everyone watching—

it appeared as if…

Tan Yun had destroyed a low-grade spiritual weapon with his bare hands!

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“How is this possible?! That’s my low-grade spiritual sword!”

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Ru Yanchen was horrified!

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And at that very moment—

Tan Yun activated the Primordial Divine Eye!

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Their gazes collided!

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But—

Ru Yanchen remained completely unaffected!

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Clearly—

he had cultivated some kind of soul-nurturing technique—

making his spiritual power…

no weaker than Tan Yun’s!

“Who will lend me a flying sword?! I’ll use the Blood Soul Sword Art!”

Ru Yanchen roared as he retreated through the air, his face twisted in fury!

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At this moment—

he had already lost his right arm, and his “Demonic Blood Illusion Palm” had been completely destroyed by Tan Yun!

Severely injured!

His flying speed had dropped by 30%!

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“Now you want to use it… too late!”

Tan Yun’s voice was ice-cold!

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Whoosh!

The Primordial Divine Step activated instantly!

His figure flickered through the air—appearing right in front of Ru Yanchen!

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His right hand shot out—grabbing the opponent’s left arm!

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“NO!!”

A heart-wrenching scream rang out!

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Tan Yun’s left hand clamped tightly around his throat—

while his right hand yanked violently!

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“CRACK!”

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The blood-crystal left arm—

was torn off completely!

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Whoosh!

Tan Yun flung it away!

The severed arm streaked down like a crimson arc—

landing right in front of Ruyan Wuji below!

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“Tan Yun, you bastard! Release our Young Master now!”

“Let him go!”

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The disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect roared in fury!

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“Tan Yun! Let’s talk this out! Don’t harm my son!”

Ruyan Wuji trembled violently, rushing into the sky in panic!

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Whoosh!

Suddenly—

Tantai Xuanzhong vanished!

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He appeared instantly behind Tan Yun—

blocking the path!

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“This is a decisive duel! Ruyan Wuji, are you going to break the rules in front of everyone?!”

His furious shout echoed across the mountain!

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At the same time—

Tan Yun’s spatial ring flashed!

A flying sword appeared beneath his feet!

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Standing atop the sword, his body drenched in blood—

his left hand still gripping Ru Yanchen’s throat—

lifting him into the air!

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As if—

he could snap his neck at any moment!

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“F-Father… save… save me…”

Ru Yanchen stammered, his eyes filled with despair!

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At that moment—

he clearly realized…

death—

was within reach!

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“Chen’er, don’t be afraid! Father will save you!”

Ruyan Wuji burst into tears!

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She looked at Tantai Xuanzhong, her heart burning with urgency—

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“Sect Master Tantai! I agree! The 4-arts competition will proceed as scheduled tomorrow!”

“Tell Tan Yun to release my son immediately!”

“I only have one son! Brother Tantai… I beg you!”

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Her voice—

was filled with genuine fear!

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She deeply regretted it—

if she had known this would happen…

even if she died, she would never have sent her son to fight!

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Yet in her heart—

she still could not accept it!

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A mere servant at Level 9 Nascent Soul Realm…

defeating her son—

ranked 10th on the Inner Disciple Rankings?!

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How was that possible?!

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“Sect Master Ruyan, the 4-arts competition can proceed tomorrow… but what about after that?”

Tantai Xuanzhong said coldly.

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Ruyan Wuji frowned—

her lips moved slightly.

A voice transmitted directly into Tantai Xuanzhong’s ears:

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“Brother Tantai… I swear, even as Sect Master… I truly cannot decide this matter…”

“It’s an order from above…”

“If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do…”

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Her tone was full of helplessness—

but suddenly—

it turned ice-cold!

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“But let me tell you—if my son dies today…”

“None of you… will leave the Eternal Immortal Sect alive!”

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Hearing this—

Tantai Xuanzhong fell silent.

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The atmosphere became extremely tense!

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At that moment—

Tan Yun spoke:

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“Sect Master, please protect me. I will speak with Sect Master Ruyan myself.”

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“Alright.”

Tantai Xuanzhong replied.

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Then his voice echoed in Tan Yun’s mind:

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“Remember—do not kill Ru Yanchen under any circumstances!”

“Otherwise, we will be surrounded and annihilated today!”

“And… the matter of us being denied entry into the Eternal Immortal Realm—”

“that is an order from above.”

“Ruyan Wuji… does not have the authority to decide.”

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Tan Yun frowned slightly—

then nodded.

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He understood.

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Then—

he raised his head—

locking his gaze onto Ruyan Wuji—

his eyes cold as ice!

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Ruyan Wuji roared:

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“Tan Yun! What exactly do you want?! Speak!!”

--Translated by likesnovel--