The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
“What else could it be…” “Divine Soul Immortal Palace is first with 7,890 points.” “Eternal Immortal Sect is second with 6,900 points.” “And our Huangfu Shengzong only has 4,120 points.” She paused slightly before continuing. “Tan Yun… although the final results of round 3 have not been announced yet…” “I think the total score of the talisman division will definitely surpass the weapon division.” “Because Huangfu Tingfeng is actually a Grand Talisman Master at the advanced level.” “In rounds 2 a...
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“Receive!”
In an instant, the Primordial Flame Divine Sword, which was over 30,000 zhang in length, violently shrank. It transformed into a streak of red light and shot straight into the center of Tan Yun’s forehead, disappearing deep into his sea of consciousness.
Inside his mind, the divine sword hovered quietly like a blood-red sun.
The words engraved on its body—
“Eternal Immortal Sect intruders… must die.”
—had already been completely erased by Tan Yun.
——
He knew very well that Fire Wu, the sword spirit of the Primordial Flame Divine Sword, had suffered severe damage after entering the cycle of reincarnation.
To recover and return to its peak state, it needed long-term nourishment from his spiritual energy.
——
Time passed quickly.
16 days later…
The weapon-refining competition had already ended 12 days ago.
And now, the third round of the talisman crafting competition had been ongoing for 12 full days on the high platform of the Eternal Creation Field.
——
The moment Tan Yun descended on his sword and arrived at the arena—
Tantai Xuanzhong, Shen Subing, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and Gongsun Ruoxi all immediately felt the “invisible pressure” in their hearts loosen.
——
Whoosh!
Zhong Wu Shiyao shot out from the mid-tier spatial formation and threw herself tightly into Tan Yun’s arms, tears streaming down her face.
“Where have you been for 32 days? I was so worried…”
Tan Yun smiled gently and wiped away her tears.
“Foolish girl, didn’t I come back?”
He leaned down and whispered softly into her ear,
“I got something good. I’ll tell you after we leave the Eternal Immortal Sect.”
——
Zhong Wu Shiyao nodded slightly, still a little upset.
“If you leave again… you must tell me first.”
“Otherwise I’ll really worry.”
“Alright, my little wife,” Tan Yun chuckled softly.
“You… you’re teasing me again! I’m not talking to you anymore!” Her face instantly turned bright red.
——
Cough.
A soft cough sounded nearby.
Shen Subing walked over with a slightly displeased expression.
“I report to the sect master.”
Tan Yun quickly cupped his hands.
“I failed the mission, Sect Master.”
Shen Subing frowned.
“Where exactly did you go? All of us—me, Senior Brother Tang, and Shi Yao—searched for you for a full 1 month, but found no trace.”
“Until you suddenly reappeared 2 days ago.”
Tan Yun showed a troubled expression.
“Reporting to Sect Master, the Eternal Secret Realm is too vast. I got lost and only managed to find my way back.”
——
From the high platform, Tantai Xuanzhong’s voice rang out.
“Su Bing, consider this an accident. No punishment is necessary.”
“Once you leave the Holy Array, you cannot re-enter. Just wait outside.”
“Yes, Sect Master.”
——
Shen Subing and Tan Yun both cupped their hands in acknowledgment.
The three of them—Tan Yun, Shen Subing, and Zhong Wu Shiyao—stood together outside the competition field.
——
“Shi Yao, how are the results of the weapon refinement competition?” Tan Yun asked while holding her soft hand.
Zhong Wu Shiyao sighed lightly.
“What else could it be…”
“Divine Soul Immortal Palace is first with 7,890 points.”
“Eternal Immortal Sect is second with 6,900 points.”
“And our Huangfu Shengzong only has 4,120 points.”
She paused slightly before continuing.
“Most of it… was entirely thanks to Senior Sister Gongsun alone.”
“If not for her, the total score might not even reach 2,500.”
——
Tan Yun nodded calmly. This result was within his expectations.
“And the talisman division?” he asked.
When the topic shifted to talismans, Zhong Wu Shiyao’s expression turned serious.
“Tan Yun… although the final results of round 3 have not been announced yet…”
“I think the total score of the talisman division will definitely surpass the weapon division.”
“Because Huangfu Tingfeng is actually a Grand Talisman Master at the advanced level.”
“In rounds 2 and 3, he crushed his opponents completely, just like Gongsun Ruoxi did in the weapon division.”
She sighed softly.
“Unfortunately… the overall strength of our talisman disciples is still far behind Divine Soul Immortal Palace and Eternal Immortal Sect…”
“Regardless of how strong Huangfu Tingfeng is… he still cannot change the fate of the talisman division being defeated.”
Hearing this, Tan Yun nodded slightly, his eyes filled with agreement.
“From what the sect master mentioned earlier, about Huangfu Tingfeng’s father sending him into the sect—and the fact that he even calls the sect master ‘uncle’…”
“He must be a direct descendant of the sect’s ancestor.”
“At such a young age, he has already become a **Grand Talisman Master at the advanced level**. His future is truly extraordinary.”
——
After Tan Yun spoke, Shen Subing responded calmly, her gaze deep and steady.
“You guessed correctly.”
“Huangfu Tingfeng is indeed a descendant of the sect’s founder.”
“And he is also one of the prime candidates to inherit the position of future sect master.”
——
**Eight days later**
The third round of the **talisman division competition** finally came to an end.
Although Huangfu Tingfeng successfully created an astonishing **peak-grade Flying and Escape Talisman**, it still wasn’t enough to reverse the overall situation of the Huangfu Shengzong talisman division.
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Final results:
Eternal Immortal Sect: **8010 points** — Rank 1
Divine Soul Immortal Palace: **7990 points** — Rank 2
Huangfu Shengzong: **4790 points** — Rank 3
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Although Tantai Xuanzhong had already expected the defeat, he still sincerely praised Huangfu Tingfeng, even addressing him familiarly as “nephew.”
——
On the high platform, Tantai Xuanzhong looked at Huangfu Tingfeng and murmured inwardly:
“Tan Yun and Tingfeng… both are extraordinary talents.”
“Tan Yun has a powerful master backing him and excels in alchemy—his future is boundless.”
“But Tingfeng comes from a noble lineage, the direct descendant of the sect’s founder…”
“Sigh… so who exactly should I entrust my daughter to…”
——
At that moment, Tan Yun held Zhong Wu Shiyao’s hand and said,
“Shi Yao, let’s go. Let’s watch the formation competition on the platform.”
Shen Subing immediately responded coldly,
“What is there to watch? Formations are boring.”
“Just stay down here and don’t go anywhere. The competition will end in another **20 days**.”
“You are not allowed to leave.”
——
Tan Yun paused for a moment.
In truth, he still wanted to remain on the platform longer, hoping the **Heaven-Slaying Demon Ape** inside his beast storage would awaken sooner.
But since Shen Subing had given a strict order, he could only nod and comply.
——
**20 days later**
Shen Subing stood gracefully beneath the high platform, her face filled with uncontrollable excitement.
She thought of the day after the Four Arts Competition ended—when her master would take her home to treat her father’s illness.
A wave of emotion surged in her heart, and the memory of that snowy night resurfaced vividly.
——
During these **20 days**, Tan Yun often spent time sitting beside Zhong Wu Shiyao, chatting with her.
He told her strange and amusing stories, making her laugh continuously. The two of them looked like a pair perfectly matched by fate.
——
But Tan Yun did not notice—
Behind Zhuge Yu on the high platform,
Nangong Yuqin was quietly watching him.
——
Her gaze fell on Tan Yun as he laughed with Zhong Wu Shiyao.
Slowly, she closed her eyes.
“Why…”
“Why do I feel irritated… seeing him with another woman?”
“He is my enemy… the one who brought shame to my master… the one who humiliated the Divine Soul Immortal Palace…”
“But why… does my heart ache?”
“Why don’t I want to see him close to other women…”
“Why… is this happening to me…”