The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
In the next breath, hundreds of sword shadows rapidly formed into a “Sword Domain” spanning over **300 zhang**, covering the entire sky before crashing down toward Kang Shiyuan with power capable of tearing space apart! That’s the strongest technique of the Five Souls lineage!” “Unfortunately… only those with complete Five Souls talent can cultivate it!” “You think… between Senior Brother Wu’s attack and Kang Shiyuan’s ‘Dark Demon Dance,’ who is stronger?” “Stop talking—just watch!” At that mome...
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Kang Shiyuan’s words made Wu Ling—the man regarded as the “strongest disciple of the Five Souls lineage”—feel as if his dignity had been trampled like never before.
A scholar may die, but he will not accept humiliation!
“ROOOAR!”
Wu Ling roared like a ferocious beast, his eyes blood-red and filled with killing intent.
“Kang Shiyuan—DIE!”
“Five Souls Immortal Slaughter Sword—Twelfth Form: Fallen Shadow of Immortality!”
In that instant, Wu Ling no longer held anything back. He fully activated the “Five Souls Unity Scripture,” boosting his power by **10 times**, and unleashed the Twelfth Form of the Five Souls Immortal Slaughter Sword at its absolute peak.
His foot stomped down hard on Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2, causing the entire stage to tremble violently.
His body shot into the sky, the sword in his right hand spinning like lightning.
At the moment his body reached a height of **400 zhang**, a sword light of the Five Souls—over **100 zhang** long—appeared in the sky!
In the next breath, hundreds of sword shadows rapidly formed into a “Sword Domain” spanning over **300 zhang**, covering the entire sky before crashing down toward Kang Shiyuan with power capable of tearing space apart!
This Sword Domain completely enveloped Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2, leaving Kang Shiyuan with no escape—unless he jumped off the stage!
“That’s it! That’s the ‘Fallen Shadow of Immortality’ from the Five Souls Immortal Slaughter Sword!”
“Yes! That’s the strongest technique of the Five Souls lineage!”
“Unfortunately… only those with complete Five Souls talent can cultivate it!”
“You think… between Senior Brother Wu’s attack and Kang Shiyuan’s ‘Dark Demon Dance,’ who is stronger?”
“Stop talking—just watch!”
At that moment, under everyone’s gaze, Kang Shiyuan raised both hands toward the sky.
In an instant, thousands of black flying blades of death energy bloomed outward, forming a gigantic “black lotus” in the air!
The blades were like petals, accurately colliding with every descending strand of Five Souls sword light!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Although the flying blades were far smaller in scale, what shocked everyone was that the impact caused both attacks to annihilate each other in explosive bursts that shook the heavens!
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!
Within the black lotus, hundreds of flying blades suddenly merged into a “death storm,” surging toward Wu Ling, who was still in midair!
Wu Ling’s Sword Domain… had been broken!
A breath of death immediately enveloped his heart.
He had never imagined that Kang Shiyuan’s power would surpass him by such an overwhelming margin!
“Grandson! Dodge quickly!!”
The Five Souls Daoist roared hoarsely. “Kang Shiyuan! Spare my grandson’s life, I beg you!”
Whoosh!
The storm of flying blades suddenly stopped midair, then transformed into a circular “blade cage” with a diameter of **3 zhang**, trapping Wu Ling inside!
Every flying blade was like an eye of death, locking onto Wu Ling, who stood on his sword mid-air. Even the slightest movement might trigger instant slaughter!
“Huff… huff…”
Wu Ling’s breathing became rapid and unstable. His legs trembled uncontrollably, cold sweat streaming down his face.
This was the first time in his life… that he truly felt death was only one breath away!
At the same time, the Five Souls Daoist, who had just sighed in relief, suddenly froze when Kang Shiyuan spoke again.
“Senior…” Kang Shiyuan smiled coldly, his eyes filled with cruelty. “Do you not know how to ‘beg’ properly?”
“This kind of ‘begging’… is not enough.”
He paused briefly, then his smile grew even colder.
“I’ll give you one more chance.”
“Say it again.”
“Otherwise… I guarantee that your grandson will die without exception!”
“Very good… very good. I was wrong. I was wrong!” The Five Souls Daoist forced himself to swallow his humiliation and immediately spoke. “Please… spare my grandson. I beg you!”
“Hm… since the senior has spoken like this, if I still kill him, it would indeed be somewhat discourteous.”
Kang Shiyuan smiled coldly, his eyes filled with a deep, chilling darkness.
In the next instant, over a hundred “death-energy flying blades” that had been restraining Wu Ling gradually dispersed, one by one.
Whoosh… whoosh… whoosh…
The entire arena fell into an eerie silence, as if even breathing had stopped.
But in the very next moment—
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!
The scattered blades suddenly reformed into only **dozens** and shot back with unimaginable speed.
Their target—Wu Ling’s body!
“Stab! Stab! Stab!”
The sound of flesh being pierced echoed like thunder. Fresh blood sprayed into the air in violent arcs.
Dozens of flying blades pierced through his shoulders, chest, arms, and legs before vanishing into nothingness.
“No… my grandson!!”
The Five Souls Daoist let out a heart-wrenching roar that shook the entire platform.
Wu Ling coughed out blood from all **7 orifices**, his body falling from the flying sword like a broken puppet before crashing heavily onto Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2.
His entire body lay soaked in blood—a truly tragic sight beyond description!
“Kang Shiyuan! You promised you wouldn’t kill him—why did you break your word!!”
The Five Souls Daoist roared furiously, his voice shaking like collapsing thunder. His aged face turned deep red with rage.
If not for the Sect Master sitting behind him, he would have already rushed forward to kill Kang Shiyuan on the spot!
The disciples of the Five Souls lineage—numbering in the hundreds of thousands—were ready to erupt in outrage, but upon seeing the elder’s condition, none dared to speak a single word.
Under the deafening roar of the Five Souls Daoist, Kang Shiyuan merely smiled calmly, like a harmless scholar.
“Senior, isn’t it inappropriate to accuse me like this in front of the Sect Master and everyone present?”
“Accuse you?!” the Five Souls Daoist nearly exploded.
“Didn’t you say, ‘spare his life’?” Kang Shiyuan said lightly. “I simply avoided his fatal points. I never killed him.”
“Senior… please wait a moment. I will prove it to you.”
As soon as he finished speaking—
Kang Shiyuan slowly raised his right foot.
CRACK!
A bone-shattering sound echoed across the arena.
Wu Ling’s right leg was instantly crushed into pieces!
“AAAHHH—”
Wu Ling let out a faint, painful groan.
The disciples of all eight lineages felt a cold chill run down their spines. No one had expected this “gentle scholar” to be so brutally ruthless.
Only the Divine Spirit lineage disciples remained calm—they had seen far worse from him countless times before.
The Five Souls Daoist froze. His heart nearly stopped when he saw that his grandson was still alive, only for Kang Shiyuan to slowly raise his foot above Wu Ling’s head again…
That sight nearly made his soul leave his body!
“Senior… think carefully again. Did you truly slander me?”
Kang Shiyuan’s tone remained calm and indifferent.
“If so… what should you do now?”
“I… no! Don’t kill him! I was wrong! I take back my words!” the Five Souls Daoist cried out, tears streaming down his face. “I beg you… spare his life!”
“Oh, Senior. You don’t need to be so tense.”
Kang Shiyuan chuckled softly.
“A simple command is enough. Begging… is far too formal.”
With that, his figure vanished from Crouching Dragon Platform No. 2.
And reappeared instantly on Platform No. 3.
On Platform No. 3, the remaining top experts from each lineage stood in grim silence.
Even Xiong Shengtian and Ke Yixin of the Divine Spirit lineage stared at Kang Shiyuan with heavy expressions.
Only one thought filled their minds—
“How do we deal with his ‘Dark Demon Dance’…”
At that moment, Shen Subing stood on the Jade Pavilion. Looking down at Tan Yun, she announced in a clear voice that echoed across the entire arena:
“Now, I declare…”
“The final battle of the first round begins.”
“The participants are… Tan Yun of the Alchemy lineage!”
“And… Taishan of the Beast Soul lineage!”