The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
--Translated by likesnovel-- “Since the Sect Master Wu has already spoken, this disciple will naturally obey without objection.” Tan Yun forced a faint smile before continuing, “Ya Wen… proceed.” The moment his words fell, his left hand still tightly gripped the disciple’s body. “Wu Hong, you seem to have grown so old that your mind has turned dull—you’ve even forgotten the basic rules of the sect!” He looked at him coldly, then turned to the third elder of the Beast Soul lineage and spoke calml...
--Translated by likesnovel--
“Since the Sect Master Wu has already spoken, this disciple will naturally obey without objection.”
Tan Yun forced a faint smile before continuing, “Ya Wen… proceed.”
The moment his words fell, his left hand still tightly gripped the disciple’s body. Then he raised his arm high and slammed it violently toward the mountain peak!
“Boom—crack!”
The disciple’s body crashed heavily into the ground, face-first. His nasal bone and one leg were instantly crushed into fragments, and blood spewed from his mouth in repeated bursts!
“Tan Yun! You are courting death!”
The Beast Soul lineage master roared in fury, nearly exploding with rage.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, **dozens** of Beast Soul disciples rushed forward and surrounded Tan Yun.
Yet Tan Yun showed no fear at all. He activated the “Primordial Divine Step” and charged toward one of the encircled disciples!
Crack!
Bang!
His powerful body deliberately slammed into the other’s right shoulder.
In that split second—
the shoulder exploded into pieces, blood spraying everywhere. The disciple’s body spun through the air like a cannonball, flying backward over **30 zhang** toward the Dan Lineage disciples in the distance.
Whoosh!
Before that disciple even hit the ground, Tan Yun reappeared instantly and kicked out with his right foot, striking another disciple’s right leg!
Crack!
A bone-shattering sound echoed loudly as the leg was blown apart. The disciple screamed in agony, his body flying backward dozens of **zhang**, crashing down in front of the Beast Soul disciples!
—
At that moment, Tan Yun suddenly showed a weak expression, as if his energy was nearly exhausted. He sat cross-legged, trembling slightly, his face filled with “pain,” as though he was trying to regulate his breathing.
All Beast Soul disciples stared at him with eyes burning with hatred—
if looks could kill, he would have died **10,000 times** already.
“Sect Master, look at this…” the Beast Soul lineage master turned back in fury, hoping for justice from Tantai Xuanzhong.
But—
Slap!
Tantai Xuanzhong slapped him across the face again!
“Wu Hong, you seem to have grown so old that your mind has turned dull—you’ve even forgotten the basic rules of the sect!”
He looked at him coldly, then turned to the third elder of the Beast Soul lineage and spoke calmly:
“Chang Qing, from now on, you are the internal head of the Beast Soul lineage.”
“Ya Wen… proceed.”
“After the Nine Great Lineages Tournament ends, I will have someone announce that the position of Beast Soul lineage head in the Sacred Sect has officially changed.”
Upon hearing this, Wu Hong trembled in fear.
On the other hand, the third elder, **Shi Chang Qing**, over **80 years old**, quickly knelt down in excitement.
“Thank you, Sect Master, for granting me this position!”
“You may rise.”
Tantai Xuanzhong helped him up, then turned his gaze once more toward Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2 and said in a deep, authoritative voice:
“During the Nine Great Lineages Tournament—no one is allowed to cause further chaos.”
“Anyone who violates this order… may be killed on the spot, without trial!”
“The battle for defense of the positions… continues!”
At this moment, apart from **Shen Subing** and **Shi Chang Qing**, the other **7 core disciples** were all in an extremely tense state. They were rapidly recalling the sect rules in their minds, afraid of repeating the same mistake as **Wu Hong**.
“What are you all doing?!”
Within the crowd of over a thousand people, a disciple from the **Sacred Spirit lineage** shouted at the frontline disciples of the Beast Soul lineage.
“I… I’d better not accept the challenge.”
One disciple immediately stepped back, under the murderous stares of tens of thousands of Beast Soul disciples.
“I’m not fighting either.”
“Me too…”
“I… I withdraw.”
In the end, more than **200 Beast Soul disciples** standing at the front all stepped out of formation.
These people… were all afraid of Mu Mengyi!
In the face of life and death, they chose “survival,” retreating in shame!
—
“Hmph! A bunch of cowardly trash afraid of death!”
A cold voice rang out.
A muscular man leapt onto **Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2**.
This man was **Han Li**, ranked **5th** among the Beast Soul disciples!
All eyes immediately locked onto him.
As a genius of the inner sect, he once defeated peak geniuses from all **9 lineages** while only at the **9th level of Fetal Soul stage**, rising to rank **39** on the Crouching Dragon Board **3 years ago**.
Within the **600,000+ inner sect disciples**, no one did not know his name.
Many even speculated that his strength was not inferior to the **3 direct disciples** of Wu Hong!
More importantly, his identity was extraordinary.
He was a direct disciple of **Murong Hong**, the **2nd elder** of the Beast Soul lineage!
—
“Your disciple, kill her. Consider it venting my anger!”
On the jade tower, Murong Hong spoke coldly, mistakenly believing Mu Mengyi was Tan Yun’s fiancée.
“Master, rest assured. Your disciple will kill her!” Han Li replied respectfully.
Then he looked at Mu Mengyi with a cold smile.
“I, Han Li, don’t usually kill women… but today, I’ll make an exception.”
“Mu Mengyi, don’t blame me—blame your fiancé instead!”
Mu Mengyi did not respond.
She only stared back with an even colder gaze.
—
Whoosh!
Han Li flicked his right hand.
A **mid-grade spirit weapon flying sword** appeared midair, its tip pointing directly at Mu Mengyi.
“I’ll let you make the first move.”
Mu Mengyi remained silent, her eyes cold and emotionless.
“Acting arrogant? Go die!”
Han Li roared. Knowing Mu Mengyi’s speed was extraordinary, he did not dare to be careless.
Instantly, he activated “Phantom Spirit Step,” vanishing from sight as he shot toward Mu Mengyi, who was **200 zhang** away.
His speed was terrifying—
so fast that most disciples could not even follow his movement!
But at that very moment—
exclamations erupted from the entire arena!
Because Mu Mengyi… had also disappeared from her original spot!
—
“Heavens! Sister-in-law is too fast!” Da Niu exclaimed in shock.
“I… I can’t see her anymore! What about you guys?!” someone shouted.
“No… I can’t see either…”
Not only the disciples of the Ling Mountain Medicine Garden—
even hundreds of thousands of spectators were left stunned, mouths agape!
In everyone’s eyes—
Mu Mengyi in red and Han Li in green
had become nothing more than two “flowing shadows” across the massive Crouching Dragon Platform.
A red shadow and a green shadow intertwined violently, like bolts of lightning colliding in midair!
—
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Han Li unleashed continuous attacks, sending countless sword lights slashing out violently.
But what shocked him was—
every single one of Mu Mengyi’s movements was faster than his!
She dodged everything flawlessly!
“Impossible! How can you be faster than me!!”
Han Li shouted in fear.
“Phantom Spirit Step” was a treasure technique of the Beast Soul lineage, divided into **9 levels**.
He had already cultivated it to **level 9**, and was absolutely confident that no one at the same level could match his speed.
But now—
he discovered that…
Mu Mengyi was even faster than him!