The Supreme Being Against Heaven

“Moreover, today I will activate the Mid-Grade Mustard Seed Space-Time Sacred Formation!”
Ruyan Wuji announced in a resounding voice.
“Inside the formation—1 day is equal to 50 days outside! You will be able to refine elixirs inside for 20 days!”
“Of course, those 20 days are equivalent to 2 years and 7 months in the outside world. That duration is more than sufficient even for refining high-grade semi-supreme elixirs. For all of you—the time is more than enough!”
After he finished speaking, the disciples from the 3 sects—50 from each—used their spiritual sense to record the herbs they needed onto jade slips.
‘As time passes… my parents will grow old…’
Tan Yun thought of his parents and his elderly grandfather.
He took a blank jade slip from Luo Fan and quickly inscribed 36 types of herbs, totaling 188 stalks.
He had decided to refine a batch of “Top-Grade Rejuvenation and Longevity Elixirs”!
“Anyone who intends to refine elixirs, write down your herb lists,”
Tantai Xuanzong said to the disciples of Huangfu Shengzong.
“I will cover all the herb costs!”
Hearing this, the alchemy disciples of Huangfu Shengzong were overjoyed.
At the same time, Zhuge Yu quickly began analyzing the situation.
‘Right now, the Sacred Spirit Palace has 2550 points, while Huangfu Shengzong has 5890 points…’
After calming herself, she continued her analysis:
‘From previous performance—aside from Tan Yun, Luo Fan, and Song Hong, among the remaining 47 people, only a few are Saint-level alchemy masters.’
‘But on my side—out of 50 people, there is 1 high-level master (Yin Shuiling), 15 mid-level masters, 23 lower-level masters, and only 11 at the Saint level.’
‘In that case… Round 3 still has a chance to turn things around!’
‘Even if we can’t surpass Huangfu Shengzong—in weapon forging, talismans, and formations, the Sacred Spirit Palace can still overwhelm them!’
With this thought, she revealed a faint smile—confident that the final victory would still belong to the Sacred Spirit Palace!
While Zhuge Yu was planning—
both Tantai Xuanzong and Ruyan Wuji were also calculating in their hearts.
In Tantai Xuanzong’s view—
even if they won in alchemy, in weapon forging, talisman crafting, and formations, his sect’s disciples were still clearly inferior to the other two sects.
He could only hope… that more geniuses like Tan Yun would appear in the other disciplines!
As for Ruyan Wuji—even though the Eternal Immortal Sect only had 1940 points, he was not discouraged.
Because he believed that his sect’s disciples in weapon forging, talismans, and formations… could crush Huangfu Shengzong and contend with the Sacred Spirit Palace!
In the eyes of both Ruyan Wuji and Zhuge Yu—
if Tan Yun had not appeared so suddenly, Huangfu Shengzong might not have even reached 500 points!
To them, Tan Yun was merely a “small variable.”
But whether this variable would be a ripple… or a storm—who could say?
While the 3 leaders calculated silently—
their elders also began assessing the situation.
Meanwhile, Tan Yun and the other 150 participating disciples in Round 3 placed their jade slips containing herb lists onto the jade tables before them.
Soon after, elders from the Eternal Immortal Sect collected the jade slips and flew out of the Eternal Creation Arena on flying swords.
Time passed quickly—
in the blink of an eye, 4 hours had gone by.
During the Shen hour (15:00–17:00), as the sun began to set in the west—
that elder returned on his flying sword and descended onto the high platform once more.
“Check carefully whether everyone has received their herbs in full.”
As his words fell—
his cosmos ring flashed multiple times.
In an instant, 150 massive cauldrons—each as large as a giant vat—appeared in midair and descended before the 150 disciples!

Various spiritual herbs were neatly arranged inside the refining vessels.

After checking and confirming that everything matched their requirements,
Tan Yun and the others all verified that there were no issues.

“Good. Since the herbs are complete—the 20-day alchemy competition… may begin!”

Ruyan Wuji immediately waved his right arm.

9 beams of spiritual energy, each as thick as a wrist, shot into the sky like uncontrolled fireworks, before piercing into the 9 formation nodes hidden within the void!

“Buzz—!”

In an instant—

the space above the massive arena trembled, distorting as if time and space themselves were reversing!

“The Mid-Grade Mustard Seed Space-Time Sacred Formation—activate!”

As Ruyan Wuji’s voice faded—

a shimmering curtain of light, like a cascading waterfall, descended from the void, enveloping the entire arena and covering everyone within!

“The formation is active. Begin.”

His voice turned cold and resolute.

“Once alchemy begins, no one is allowed to communicate—violators will be executed immediately!”

“Understood!”
The 50 disciples from the Eternal Immortal Sect responded in unison.

“We understand!”
The 100 disciples from the Sacred Spirit Palace and Huangfu Shengzong answered as well.

In the next moment—

each disciple summoned their own “alchemy furnace.”

Furnaces of various colors appeared midair, filling the entire arena!

At that moment—

Tan Yun wrinkled his nose slightly, looking a bit awkward.

He cupped his hands toward Tantai Xuanzong.

“Sect Master… in this competition, is it allowed to borrow another person’s furnace?”

“Of course,” Tantai Xuanzong frowned slightly.
“Don’t tell me… you don’t have one?”

“Yes.” Tan Yun nodded.

“I don’t have one either,” Tantai Xuanzong said, before turning to Shen Subing.
“As the head of the alchemy division, you should have one—lend it to him.”

“Yes, Sect Master.”

Shen Subing looked at Tan Yun and spoke seriously:

“My furnace is a low-grade sacred artifact. If you’re using it for the first time, controlling the flame temperature and the fusion of medicinal properties will be extremely difficult.”

“Are you sure you can handle it?”

Hearing this—

Tan Yun merely smiled inwardly.

What kind of furnace had he not seen before?

Moreover, earlier, he had even used Shen Subing’s king-grade furnace to refine a top-tier soul-restoring elixir for Tang Xinying!

“Master, I am confident I can control it,”
Tan Yun replied respectfully.

“Mm.”

Shen Subing nodded lightly.

The divine ring on her jade-like finger flashed—

and instantly, a pure white furnace, about 10 zhang tall, appeared before Tan Yun!

At the same time—

50 herb garden disciples stood beside the 50 participants, assisting in sorting the herbs.

“Senior Brother Tan, I’ll help!”
Da Niu grinned.

Tan Yun shook his head slightly.

“Thanks, but just watch quietly. I can handle it myself.”

As he finished speaking—

he waved his right hand through the air!

“Boom—!”

A surge of purple flames erupted beneath the furnace in an instant!

His Origin Flame… had now reached Level 3!

Its temperature… was capable of reducing even top-grade treasures to ashes in an instant!

Tan Yun precisely controlled the heat, keeping the flames burning steadily beneath the furnace without the slightest leakage.

“Hm?”

Shen Subing frowned deeply, confusion flashing across her face.

‘What level… is his origin flame exactly?’

‘Why… can’t I see through it at all…?’

--Translated by likesnovel--