The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
After the two controlled the spirit ship into the inner sect territory, Tan Yun told Shen Subing that he had some matters to handle and would meet her later at the Immortal Peak of Qingbing Mountain. Although reluctant to part, Shen Subing still had no choice but to steer the spirit ship back toward the Alchemy Line… --- ### At the entrance of Danmai Mountain (Alchemy Line Territory) Tan Yun had already put away his “Breath-Stealing Tortoise Cloak.” Now he wore only a simple outer sect servant d...
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Two days later, at dawn — an elegant and serene morning.
Shen Subing and Tan Yun returned to their respective sects. Tomorrow would mark the opening day of the **9 Peak Lineage Grand Tournament** of the inner sect.
After the two controlled the spirit ship into the inner sect territory, Tan Yun told Shen Subing that he had some matters to handle and would meet her later at the Immortal Peak of Qingbing Mountain.
Although reluctant to part, Shen Subing still had no choice but to steer the spirit ship back toward the Alchemy Line…
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### At the entrance of Danmai Mountain (Alchemy Line Territory)
Tan Yun had already put away his “Breath-Stealing Tortoise Cloak.” Now he wore only a simple outer sect servant disciple robe, standing in midair on a flying sword.
His gaze was icy as he thought of his enemy—Elder Qiu Yongming, the enforcement elder of the inner sect.
He stared in the direction of Huangfu City with killing intent hidden in his eyes.
“That old bastard… I’ll let him live a little longer.”
“Wait until the **9 Peak Grand Tournament** is over… I will kill him myself!”
With that, he stepped onto his flying sword and shot toward the Alchemy Line, heading straight for the “Spirit Mountain Herb Garden.”
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He had not seen Mu Mengyi for more than **15 days**. His heart carried both longing and concern—worried that the Beast Spirit Clan might have already tracked her down.
Tan Yun, at the **Ninth Level of Nascent Soul Stage**, possessed flying speed comparable to a **First Level Spirit Fusion cultivator**.
His speed reached an astonishing **250,000 li per day**.
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### 3 hours later
Tan Yun’s figure appeared above the skies of Mount Xianshangling.
Suddenly, loud shouting and curses erupted from the “Spirit Mountain Herb Garden,” echoing all the way into the sky.
“Get lost! You scum! Our lady already said she won’t return. And you still have the nerve to come here? Do you think we’re your servants to serve you tea?!”
“Haha! That’s right, you pretty-boy bastard! Scram back where you came from! This place doesn’t welcome you!”
“This is the Alchemy Line, not your Beast Line! Don’t act so arrogant here!”
“Just wait until Senior Brother Tan returns—you won’t even have a chance to run!”
The noise was chaotic and furious.
---
Tan Yun immediately looked down. His eyes turned ice-cold, carrying a trace of killing intent.
Inside the herb garden, he saw Da Niu and several Alchemy Line disciples standing in front of Mu Mengyi and Xue Ziyan, confronting a handsome young man in green robes.
Tan Yun recognized him instantly—
**Bai Xu.**
He was the one who once piloted the spirit ship that brought Mu Mengyi back to the Beast Spirit Line.
And that day… Tan Yun still remembered clearly.
The greedy, lecherous look in Bai Xu’s eyes as he stared at her.
And the mocking words he left behind:
“In the inner sect of 600,000 disciples, who doesn’t know you’re just trash?”
“A toad like you, relying on Elder Qingqiu’s reputation to enter the Alchemy Line—what right do you have to deserve her?”
“Let me warn you… if you still try to cling to a phoenix again, I’ll make you disappear from this world.”
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At that moment, Xue Ziyan, dressed in a purple dress, shouted angrily:
“Bai Xu! My sister already said she’s not going back! Why are you still here? So shameless! Just wait until my brother-in-law arrives—you’ll regret this!”
She stood with her hands on her hips, her stubborn face glaring at him fiercely.
---
Bai Xu ignored her completely. His eyes turned cold as he stared directly at Mu Mengyi.
“Junior sister, I’ll ask you one last time.”
“Tomorrow is the **9 Peak Grand Tournament**. Are you still going to stay here?”
“Do you want to anger the master to death?!”
---
A cold smile appeared on Mu Mengyi’s beautiful face.
“I don’t have a master who is a beast like that. Now get lost!”
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“Mu Mengyi!” Bai Xu shouted coldly. “I’ve already given you a chance. If you still refuse… don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
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“Whoosh!”
A surge of killing intent exploded into the air in an instant.
At the moment his words ended, Bai Xu flicked his right arm. Instantly, a flying sword appeared in his hand, radiating a cold, piercing glow.
“Hmph!” Mu Mengyi snorted coldly, her beautiful eyes flashing with sharp light.
“Bai Xu, don’t think that just because you are ranked **3rd** among the Beast Spirit Line disciples, you can do whatever you want to me.”
“Out of consideration for our past sect fellowship, I did not want to embarrass you. But if you insist on acting recklessly… the only outcome you will get is humiliation!”
At this moment, she was cultivating the **Nirvana Scripture** that Tan Yun had given her. Although she had only reached the “perfect completion of the first volume,” her confidence was overflowing—because she believed Bai Xu was no match for her.
After joining the Beast Spirit Line, she had been cultivating inside the **Mustard Seed Time Pagoda**. The disciples only knew she had reached the perfected Nascent Soul realm, but none had ever seen her true strength.
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“Hahaha… humiliation?”
Bai Xu glanced at her with both desire and disdain, letting out a low laugh.
“Little girl, you want to try me? I’ll show you exactly how I’ll deal with you after I defeat you.”
“You—” Mu Mengyi had not even finished speaking.
Suddenly, a cold voice echoed from the sky.
“Bai Xu… today I will show you how words can bring death!”
“Whoosh!”
A figure descended like lightning, carrying overwhelming killing intent.
Tan Yun appeared directly above Bai Xu and threw a punch downward without hesitation!
---
“So fast!”
Bai Xu’s heart trembled. He immediately activated his **Beast Embryo Soul**, erupting with **10x power** in an instant. His left fist shot upward to block.
“A mere Nascent Soul Level **9** cultivator dares challenge me?” he sneered coldly.
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**BOOM!**
The two fists collided mid-air. A terrifying explosion of spiritual energy erupted like the universe itself was cracking open. Shockwaves swept across the entire area, sending rocks and soil flying in all directions.
The surrounding disciples in the herb garden, including Da Niu, were instantly blown backward by the force.
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**CRACK!**
A bone-shattering sound echoed through the sky.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Bai Xu’s right hand—used to block the strike—was completely shattered in an instant!
“Impossible!!”
“How can a Nascent Soul Level **9** cultivator have such terrifying power!!”
Panic filled Bai Xu’s voice as the overwhelming force continued surging into his body.
In the blink of an eye, his right arm sleeve was torn apart. Blood exploded outward as both of his knees slammed heavily onto the ground.
“AHHH!! My hand!!”
“If I hadn’t been careless… you wouldn’t have been able to do this to me!!”
Bai Xu roared in fury. He shot into the air, drawing a low-grade flying sword with his left hand and slashed toward Tan Yun at full speed.
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**WHOOSH!**
At that moment, a red light burst from between Tan Yun’s brows. The sacred sword **“Fire Dance”** appeared in his right hand, instantly slashing out a crimson beam of light.
“What kind of sword is this?!”
Bai Xu cried out in shock.
**SHUAH!**
His flying sword was cut in half instantly. The red light swept through—blood exploded into the air—and his left arm was severed in a single strike.
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In the next instant, Tan Yun stowed his sword, flashed forward, and grabbed Bai Xu’s throat with his left hand.
**WHOOSH!**
With his right hand, he picked up a broken sword fragment from the ground and pressed its sharp tip against Bai Xu’s lips with chilling calmness.
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“Tan… Tan Yun… no… NO!!”
All of Bai Xu’s arrogance vanished in an instant.
Only pure, overwhelming fear remained in his eyes…