The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
The four disciples he valued the most— Mu Mengyi had left, Bai Xu had jumped off a cliff and ended his life, and now… Lin Dong had also fallen. — In the eyes of all Beast Soul disciples, Tai Shan and Lin Dong were considered “equally strong,” both seen as co-first rankers. 2** Before Jun Buping left the stage, Tai Shan stared at him with bloodshot eyes and said in a low voice, almost like a curse: “In the next fight… don’t let me see you.” “Or I will tear you apart alive.” — Jun Buping merely sm...
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At this moment, Wu Hong’s grief could no longer be described in words.
The four disciples he valued the most—
Mu Mengyi had left, Bai Xu had jumped off a cliff and ended his life, and now… Lin Dong had also fallen.
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“Second Brother!!”
On **Koulong Platform No. 1**, the towering giant-like figure of Tai Shan stared at the mangled remains on **Platform No. 2** and let out a heartbreaking roar.
Tears streamed down his face, which was covered in bruises and bulging veins.
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No one could truly understand Tai Shan’s feelings right now.
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In the eyes of all Beast Soul disciples, Tai Shan and Lin Dong were considered “equally strong,” both seen as co-first rankers.
But the truth… was not so.
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Only the late Lin Dong knew—
He was no longer Tai Shan’s match.
Because **3 months ago**, the two had already fought.
And the result was… Tai Shan’s overwhelming victory.
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But Tai Shan never revealed this to anyone.
He still allowed outsiders to believe they were equals.
The reason was simple—
Even though Lin Dong was weaker, he treated Tai Shan like a younger brother.
They had shared hardships and life together.
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So Tai Shan’s grief now was beyond words.
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“BOOM!”
Tai Shan’s massive body shot into the sky like a giant ape, then crashed down toward **Koulong Platform No. 2**.
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He bent down, preparing to collect Lin Dong’s shattered remains.
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At that moment—
Jun Buping’s eyes flashed with icy killing intent.
“You trying to ambush me? You’re asking for death!”
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“BOOM!”
The surrounding space churned like a stormy sea.
Jun Buping activated the **Ancient Burial Scripture**, unleashing ancient energy from his right palm. It surged upward and slammed toward Tai Shan’s back.
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“Tai Shan, be careful!” Wu Hong shouted from the jade platform, his eyes wide in panic.
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“Get lost!”
Tai Shan roared.
His mountain-like body moved with shocking speed.
He swung his right arm, condensed with spiritual energy, like a massive iron log.
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“BOOM!”
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The collision erupted into a massive shockwave that spread across the entire platform.
The force pulverized Lin Dong’s remains into dust.
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“CLANG!”
Jun Buping’s arm trembled violently.
His body was blasted back more than **10 zhang**, sliding several more steps before stabilizing.
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In contrast, Tai Shan… did not move even an inch.
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“What kind of power is this…”
Jun Buping narrowed his eyes in shock.
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“Stop!”
A cold voice rang out from Shang Qingqing.
“Jun Buping, you knew he was only retrieving a corpse and still attacked. What do you mean by this?!”
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“Nothing much.”
Jun Buping replied calmly.
“I thought he was ambushing me, so I struck first. Just a misunderstanding.”
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“Hmph!”
Shang Qingqing snorted in dissatisfaction but could not press further.
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“Hahaha, then let it end here.”
An elder from the Ancient Beast lineage laughed and declared:
“Jun Buping from the Ancient Beast lineage… wins!”
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Cheers erupted instantly from the Ancient Beast disciples.
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On **Platform No. 2**
Before Jun Buping left the stage, Tai Shan stared at him with bloodshot eyes and said in a low voice, almost like a curse:
“In the next fight… don’t let me see you.”
“Or I will tear you apart alive.”
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Jun Buping merely smirked, shook his head slightly, and vanished—reappearing on **Platform No. 3**.
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On the jade platform, the Spirit Dao Sect Master rose again.
“Next… it’s my disciple’s turn.”
“Xin Yi, don’t disappoint me.”
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“Yes, Master.”
A clear voice responded.
**Ke Xinyi** appeared on **Koulong Platform No. 2**, her posture elegant yet cold like a female warrior.
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Disciples of the Spirit Dao lineage looked on with anticipation.
Even other factions were not fully aware of her true strength.
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Ke Xinyi raised her identity token.
After unlocking it, **7 characters** appeared:
**“Wind-Thunder Sect, Pan Changhai”**
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Pan Changhai was a winner from the formation lineage.
Ranked **6th** in the Wind-Thunder Sect.
Compared to the three direct disciples of the Wind-Thunder Sect leader—Lu Ren, Gu Yisan, and An Yang Xuan’er—he was clearly weaker.
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Even so…
On **Platform No. 1**
Pan Changhai stood firm, showing no fear at all.
“Disciples, receive the order!”
Pan Changhai leapt across the air and landed on **No. 2 Crouching Dragon Platform**, holding his sword. He clasped his hands in a respectful salute.
“Please enlighten me!”
Ke Xin’yi spoke in a cold tone, her eyes completely devoid of emotion.
“You should surrender. You are not my opponent. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Pan Changhai immediately frowned. The other party was clearly looking down on him!
Damn it!
“I also don’t want to hurt you. So… you should step down,” he snorted coldly.
“You ungrateful fool!”
The moment her voice fell, Ke Xin’yi’s graceful figure flickered and vanished from her original spot.
Before Pan Changhai’s shocked eyes, at a distance of **100 meters**, another “Ke Xin’yi” appeared silently.
Identical in every detail!
Before he could even process it—
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”
More afterimages appeared—3, 4… and when it reached **9 figures**, the surrounding space began to tremble with faint spatial ripples.
Whoosh!
**9 Ke Xin’yis** stood in a circle around Pan Changhai in an instant.
All nine slender palms extended forward in a seemingly simple motion, yet each carried a force that made one’s soul tremble.
“Arrogant!”
Pan Changhai roared and struck out with his fist, blocking attacks from three directions at once. But the moment he made contact—
“Crack!”
His right hand was instantly torn apart by the shockwave, blood splattering everywhere!
That seemingly simple palm strike… was terrifying beyond belief!
Whoosh—
Pan Changhai retreated rapidly, his expression drastically changing. His right arm trembled violently as he drew his sword and slashed toward the incoming palm shadows.
“Die!”
A cold voice echoed again.
The attacking palm shadows vanished instantly.
And in the next moment—
All **9 figures** merged back into one. Ke Xin’yi reappeared to Pan Changhai’s left.
Bang!
One palm struck down mercilessly on his left shoulder!
Crack!
His shoulder exploded on impact. The arm was completely shattered as he was sent flying like an arrow, crashing into a mountain behind the platform!
“Pfft!”
Blood spurted endlessly from his mouth.
He had lost…
Completely crushed.
He didn’t even have the chance to counterattack or use any secret technique.
Because Ke Xin’yi’s speed… was simply beyond him.
Exclamations erupted across the arena.
“Senior Sister Ke… truly lives up to being the final disciple of the Great Elder. She’s too strong!”
“Yes! Pan Changhai is one of the **6 top experts** of the Fenglei lineage, and he was defeated in an instant…”
“This is unbelievable…”
The entire peak was filled with shock.
Under the admiring gazes of the disciples, Ke Xin’yi flew back up to **No. 3 Crouching Dragon Platform**, standing gracefully beside Xiong Shengtian.
“Junior Sister Ke, you’ve hidden your strength very deeply,” Xiong Shengtian said calmly, his gaze still fixed on the battlefield below.
“I didn’t expect you to have already mastered the **Nine Shadow Scripture** to this level.”
“Thank you for the praise, Senior Brother,” Ke Xin’yi replied indifferently, not even looking at him. Her eyes instead were fixed on **No. 1 Crouching Dragon Platform**, where Tan Yun stood.
“Don’t underestimate her,” Tan Yun said in a low voice. “Ke Xin’yi… is not ordinary. If we meet her later rounds, we must be careful.”