The Supreme Being Against Heaven

--Translated by likesnovel--

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Half an hour later, a cold moonlight poured down onto Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2.

At that moment, Chen Song of the Beast Soul lineage had just finished a brutal battle and successfully defeated Xiao Long, a disciple from the Formation lineage.

Xiao Long was heavily injured and was quickly carried down from the platform by fellow disciples of the Formation lineage.

At this point, there were still 3 participants who had not yet faced their opponents: Shangguan Bingbing, Kang Shiyuan, and Tan Yun.

On the opposing side, there were also 3 remaining: Taishan, An Yang Xuan’er, and Wu Ling.

All 6 of them were growing stronger and stronger—none of them were ordinary!

Shangguan Bingbing, a top expert of the Ancient Spirit lineage, leapt onto Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2.

After unsealing her identity token, she discovered that her opponent was An Yang Xuan’er from the Wind-Thunder lineage.

The clash between these two beauties, both ranked among the “13 Blossoms of the Inner Sect,” made all the male disciples hold their breath.

On Platform No. 2, sword light surged violently as the two graceful figures moved like streaks of lightning.

After an intense battle lasting 30 minutes, Shangguan Bingbing narrowly emerged victorious.

She appeared beside An Yang Xuan’er with her sword pressed against the latter’s throat.

“You’ve lost,” Shangguan Bingbing said coldly, her face covered in sweat.

“I admit defeat,” An Yang Xuan’er replied bitterly. “If I hadn’t been injured when I entered a minor secret realm half a month ago and only recovered to 90% of my strength, you would never have defeated me.”

“If you’re not convinced, then wait until you recover and challenge me again,” Shangguan Bingbing responded calmly.

“Alright!” An Yang Xuan’er nodded, then flew down from the platform.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Kang Shiyuan—the man known as the “Dark Shadow Demon Lord” of the Divine Spirit lineage—leapt through the night sky from Platform No. 1 and arrived at the center of Platform No. 2.

He still looked like a frail scholar, but the light in his eyes was so sharp it seemed even the stars would lose their brilliance.

His gaze casually swept over Taishan and Wu Ling, as if they were not even worth his attention.

At this moment, both Taishan and Wu Ling were unwilling to face Kang Shiyuan.

Not because they were afraid—but because they wanted to kill Tan Yun with their own hands more.

Kang Shiyuan slowly opened his identity token.

Words appeared instantly:

“Wu Ling — Five Souls lineage.”

His opponent was Wu Ling.

As for Tan Yun, he would face Taishan in the next round.

Taishan chuckled softly, clenched his fist tightly, and stared at Tan Yun with a vicious, cold smile.

“Foolish,” Tan Yun thought contemptuously, not even bothering to look at him.

“Tan Yun, you’re lucky this time!” Wu Ling said fiercely before leaping past Tan Yun and heading toward Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2.

He stood face to face with Kang Shiyuan, his eyes burning with fighting intent—without the slightest trace of fear…

Wu Ling stared at Kang Shiyuan with surging killing intent, his gaze showing not the slightest trace of fear.

The Five Souls lineage possessed two supreme and priceless cultivation techniques.

The first was the “Five Souls Immortal Slaughter Sword,” divided into 12 levels.

Xue Ziyan had cultivated it to Level 10.
Cheng Jinyue had reached Level 11.
And among all disciples of the Five Souls lineage, only Wu Ling had successfully cultivated it to **Level 12**!

The second was the “Five Souls Unity Scripture.” It was said to be a technique that could directly elevate a cultivator toward immortality. In a short period of time, it could boost one’s strength by up to **10 times**.

The higher the cultivation realm, the longer the effect could be sustained.

Wu Ling had cultivated this technique to the **Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm**, allowing him to maintain a **10x power boost for up to 30 minutes**.

Because of this, he was extremely confident—within the same realm, no one could possibly be his match!

“If you want to live… then surrender,” Kang Shiyuan said indifferently, his eyes locked onto Wu Ling from a distance of **100 zhang**. His tone was cold, yet carried absolute confidence, as if everything was already under control.

“Hmph! Arrogant!” Wu Ling narrowed his eyes, killing intent clearly visible.

“Ignorant of heaven and earth,” Kang Shiyuan said with a faint smile—before that smile slowly froze.

In the next instant, he no longer bothered wasting words.

“Dark Demon Dance!”

Suddenly, Kang Shiyuan’s hands moved like afterimages as he rapidly formed seals. A black spatial ring on his finger glowed with a pitch-black light.

In an instant, black flying blades formed from death energy rose before him.

One… two… three…

In just a breath’s time, the number of blades surged to **over 1,000**, orbiting around him like a violent storm!

His aura skyrocketed, breaking through the peak of **Spirit Refinement Level 1** and beginning to approach Level 2.

An invisible pressure spread outward, causing the space within a **10-zhang radius** to tremble violently.

Every time a blade passed, faint cracks appeared in the air—like glass beginning to shatter.

This meant every single blade carried power equivalent to a full-strength strike from a **Spirit Refinement Level 1 cultivator**!

Instantly, the hundreds of thousands of disciples on the mountain peak erupted into shock and chaos.

Even the **11 top geniuses** who had entered Round 2—including Mu Mengyi—had solemn expressions.

Before everyone’s eyes, the thousand flying blades danced like demons, forming a **black sphere 10 zhang wide**, radiating a chilling murderous aura that seemed to freeze the soul.

Many people suddenly remembered—earlier, Kang Shiyuan had killed a top expert with just **3 flying blades**.

But now… he was using **over 1,000 blades** at once!

And each blade was far stronger than before!

“Whoosh!”

On the Jade Pavilion, the Five Souls Daoist stood up immediately, his expression tense.

“Ling’er… you are not his opponent! Quickly surrender!”

“No!!” Wu Ling roared firmly. “I refuse to surrender! I don’t believe he can defeat me!”

At that moment, he had already activated the “Five Souls Unity Scripture.”

Arrogant and proud, Wu Ling believed he embodied all **five elemental forces—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth** within one body. There was no way he could lose!

“WOOOM—”

A massive surge of energy erupted from his body. The five elements revolved around him, merging into an incomparably brilliant force.

The elemental power soared into the sky, transforming into a **mirror image of himself**.

“Five Souls Unity Scripture!”

He roared, and the moment the shadow merged into his body, a terrifying wave of energy exploded across Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2, like an invisible storm sweeping everything away.

“Shing!”

Wu Ling swung his right hand, revealing a low-tier sword infused with the power of the five elements.

He pointed the blade toward Kang Shiyuan, who stood **100 zhang** away, his gaze icy.

“Come!”

“Good… your courage is commendable,” Kang Shiyuan sneered, his voice filled with contempt.

“Do you know why I haven’t made my move yet?”

“I want every disciple of the Five Souls lineage to see with their own eyes… that even at your peak, you are nothing but an ant before me.”

“I will use only… **one move**.”

“If you survive, consider yourself lucky.”

“If you can still stand on this stage… then I, Kang Shiyuan, lose!”

The words instantly caused an uproar across the entire arena.

“Insane!”

“Too arrogant!”

“This is blatant humiliation!”

“Silence!”

A cold voice rang out—it was Tantai Xuanzhong.

The entire arena fell instantly silent.

Every gaze locked onto this legendary clash… no one daring to even blink.