The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
“What are you doing to him!” The white-haired old man used his left hand to forcefully grip Tan Yun’s jaw, prying his mouth open. The white-haired old man tossed his body onto the ground without a care, then turned and walked toward Nangong Yuqin. “Young Miss… why must you torment yourself like this… Everything this servant has done was only for your sake!” The white-haired old man lifted Nangong Yuqin in his arms, then soared into the sky under the shocked gazes of the crowd.
“Alright… I promise to go back with you… sob…”
Nangong Yuqin’s beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow as she cried uncontrollably. But in the very next moment, she suddenly screamed in terror.
“What are you doing to him!”
The white-haired old man used his left hand to forcefully grip Tan Yun’s jaw, prying his mouth open. Then with his right hand, he took out a blood-red pill and immediately shoved it into Tan Yun’s mouth!
Tan Yun seemed to recognize the pill. His eyes widened in horror, the veins in them turning crimson.
But once the pill had been forced into his mouth, it was already too late…
After swallowing it, Tan Yun’s body instantly went limp, and he lost consciousness.
Thud!
The white-haired old man tossed his body onto the ground without a care, then turned and walked toward Nangong Yuqin.
“You beast! What did you make him swallow!”
Nangong Yuqin shouted like she had gone mad.
“Young Miss, rest assured,” the white-haired old man said calmly.
“This servant merely gave him the Soul-Devouring Forgetfulness Pill.”
He continued bluntly,
“When he wakes up, he will no longer remember you, nor will he disturb your life again.”
“No… No!”
Nangong Yuqin’s eyes were filled with despair. She suddenly coughed up a mouthful of purplish-red blood, and her body collapsed as she fainted instantly.
This was heart’s blood.
When a person suffers sorrow to the extreme, the heart’s blood surges upward from within the body!
“Young Miss… why must you torment yourself like this… Everything this servant has done was only for your sake!”
The white-haired old man lifted Nangong Yuqin in his arms, then soared into the sky under the shocked gazes of the crowd.
His figure hovered in midair above the Tan family’s reception hall.
Looking down at the kneeling crowd below, he spoke coldly,
“If anyone dares to spread word of what happened today, I will slaughter the entire Wangyue City!”
“And remember this… the Tan family has never had someone named Nangong Yuqin. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Senior! We understand!”
Everyone replied with trembling bodies.
As soon as the responses ended, the white-haired old man vanished into the snowy night sky.
“My dear grandson!”
“Yun’er!”
Tan Changchun and Tan Feng immediately rushed into the hall.
Bai Qiusheng carefully examined Tan Yun’s condition before letting out a sigh of relief.
His body… had not suffered any injuries.
The hundreds of clan leaders present, still shaken with fear, quickly took their leave and departed.
As for Feng Jingru, although her heart ached over Yuqin’s departure, she forced herself to remain composed and immediately summoned the Tan family’s guards and servants.
With a stern voice, she ordered,
“From this moment on… no one is allowed to mention Nangong Yuqin in front of Yun’er!”
“And not a single word about her existence is to be spoken…”
Half an hour later.
Tan Yun slowly opened his eyes. He frowned slightly, his head aching as if it had been struck by something heavy.
Looking around, he saw that his grandfather and parents were staring at him, their eyes red as though they had just been crying.
“Mother, why are you crying?” Tan Yun asked, confused.
“And how did I suddenly fall asleep?”
Feng Jingru quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile.
“Yun’er, earlier you suddenly fainted. Mother was just worried about you.”
“Mother, don’t cry. I’m not hurt, am I?”
Tan Yun smiled faintly and stood up from the chair. Then his gaze slowly turned cold.
“Grandfather, Father, Mother—don’t worry. Within one month, I will uproot the Situ family and the Liu family completely, leaving not even a blade of grass behind!”
Tan Changchun shook his head slightly.
“Yun’er, don’t speak so arrogantly. You don’t need to worry about this matter. Your grandfather will find a way.”
It was clear he did not take Tan Yun’s words seriously.
So Tan Yun did not explain further.
He knew that no matter how much he said, no one would believe him.
Just then—
“The Patriarch! Something terrible has happened!”
A guard rushed into the reception hall in great panic.
Tan Changchun immediately frowned.
“What happened?”
“Reporting to the Patriarch—right now the guards of the Situ Family and the Liu Family are smashing and looting all of the Tan family’s shops!” the guard reported while gasping for breath.
“How dare they!”
Tan Changchun roared in fury and began pacing back and forth in the room, his expression troubled.
“Feng’er, what do you think about this?”
Tan Feng replied in a low voice,
“Father, our strength right now is inferior to theirs in both numbers and ability. My opinion is… we must endure it for now.”
“The most important thing at the moment is to find a way to deal with the clan’s crisis that will arrive in one month.”
Tan Changchun let out a long sigh.
“Sigh… it seems this is the only way.”
After hearing this, Tan Yun told Feng Jingru that he would enter closed-door cultivation. Then he turned and left.
He walked through the winding corridors, pavilions, and buildings within the Tan residence.
But suddenly—
As he passed by one pavilion, he stopped without realizing it.
His gaze fell upon the plaque hanging above it.
Three characters were carved upon the plaque:
“Yuqin Pavilion.”
For some reason, Tan Yun suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.
A faint sadness seeped into the depths of his soul.
As if… he had just lost something extremely important.
Tan Yun called over a maid who was sweeping snow in the courtyard.
“Did someone live here before? Why can’t I remember it?”
The maid lowered her head and replied,
“Young Master, Yuqin Pavilion has always been empty. No one has ever lived here.”
“Oh… is that so…”
Tan Yun nodded lightly, then shook his head slightly and continued walking through the falling snow, heading toward—
“Yun Pavilion.”
The maid watched his figure gradually disappear into the snowy curtain.
Her eyes filled with tears.
“Young Master is truly pitiful…”
“He loved Miss Yuqin so deeply…”
“But now… he has forgotten her forever…”
Inside Yun Pavilion, second floor.
Tan Yun sat cross-legged on a wooden couch.
“Primordial Qi Gathering Art!”
Both of his hands traced mysterious trajectories in the air before forming a hand seal in front of his chest.
In the blink of an eye, the heaven and earth spiritual energy within a radius of one hundred zhang suddenly gathered into a dense torrent of power, like a raging river. It surged into Yun Pavilion at a speed more than ten times faster than ordinary cultivators, then continuously poured into the space between Tan Yun’s eyebrows.
Time passed rapidly.
Twenty-eight days went by in the blink of an eye.
During this time, the news that the Liu Family and the Situ Family had joined forces to deal with the Tan Family spread throughout the entire city like wildfire.
Hundreds of thousands of citizens calmly adopted a spectator’s attitude, waiting to watch the excitement unfold.
Everyone was waiting for the day two days later—when Liu Boyi and Situ Tianlun would lead their forces to attack the Tan Family’s residence.
Inside Yun Pavilion
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Tan Yun was still sitting cross-legged when three deep muffled sounds suddenly echoed from his body.
At that very moment, within the spiritual pool between his eyebrows, six dried wells with a diameter of ten zhang suddenly appeared.
This meant—
He had broken through from the third level of the Spirit Embryo Realm to the sixth level!
Those six crystal-clear dried wells were his six spirit embryos.
“It’s time to cultivate the Primordial King Body Art...”
Tan Yun slowly closed his eyes and focused his mind, entering a deep meditative state as his consciousness sank into the spiritual pool.
In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished from where he sat.
The scene before him instantly changed.
He had entered the Hongmeng Heart.
Within this primordial heart space was a vast and boundless world.
Every direction was filled with Hongmeng energy, so dense it almost condensed into droplets.
It was as if—
Tan Yun were the master of this primordial world.
He stood floating in midair, gazing down at the vast ocean of primordial divine liquid below.
His star-like eyes shone with a mysterious light of hope.
At present, Tan Yun possessed four supreme cultivation techniques.
First — The Primordial King Body
This technique was divided into twenty-four levels.
Each level was further divided into four stages:
Initial Stage, Minor Completion, Major Completion, and Great Perfection.
Cultivators must use Hongmeng divine liquid to temper and refine their bodies in order to advance to the next level.
Second — The Primordial Sacred Flames
They consisted of:
Primordial Ice Flame
Primordial Fire Flame
Both flames were also divided into twenty-four stages.
To increase their level, one had to devour Ice Element Flame Seeds and Fire Element Flame Seeds, refining them into one’s own power.
Third — The Primordial God-Slaying Sword Formation and the Primordial God-Slaying Sword
These two techniques could only be cultivated after he broke through to the Perfect Stage of the Spirit Embryo Realm and stepped into the Embryonic Soul Realm.
Fourth — The Primordial Divine Eyes
These eyes could see through the power of cultivators whose realm was one full major realm higher than his own.
At the same time, if the opponent’s soul was weaker than his, they could be instantly controlled by the power of the Divine Eyes.
“I need power… immense power!”
Tan Yun sat cross-legged in the air.
In the blink of an eye—
six streams of Hongmeng divine liquid surged up from the vast ocean below like six dragons. They shot into the space between his eyebrows, then split into countless strands that flowed throughout his body, beginning to temper and refine his skin!
“Hiss!”
The sensation of refinement felt as if countless golden needles were piercing through his body without end.
Tan Yun’s face twisted in pain…
After two full days of tempering,
he finally completely refined the Hongmeng divine liquid within his body.
This allowed him to step into the first level of the Primordial King Body — the Minor Success Stage!
Now, his strength was enough to tear apart a mid-grade spirit weapon with his bare hands!
From now on—
every time he broke through to a new realm,
he would be able to refine one additional stream of Hongmeng divine liquid to further temper his body!
“Hmph!”
Tan Yun’s hair suddenly fluttered.
His spiritual sense spread outward like invisible waves, quickly covering the area around the Tan family mansion within a radius of eight li.
Moments later—
images of people bustling along the streets appeared within his mind.
Generally speaking,
the stronger a cultivator’s physical body was,
the stronger their soul would be as well.
And the stronger the soul,
the farther their spiritual perception could extend.
Normally, a cultivator at the sixth level of the Spirit Embryo Realm could only spread their spiritual sense within a radius of six li.
But Tan Yun’s spiritual sense reached eight li!
In other words—
the strength of his soul was comparable to that of a cultivator at the eighth level of the Spirit Embryo Realm!
Suddenly—
Tan Yun’s expression changed drastically!
Through his spiritual sense, he discovered that—
the main gate of the Tan family mansion had been smashed to pieces!
Then two blood-soaked figures were violently thrown into the courtyard!
Those two were—
Tan Changchun, his grandfather,
and Tan Feng, his father!
At that moment—
a burst of maniacal laughter rang out.
Situ Tianlun and Liu Boyi strode arrogantly into the Tan family mansion!
Right behind them,
Situ Jiannan and Liu Ruyan led more than five hundred guards, charging in with overwhelming killing intent!
“You beasts!”
Tan Yun’s eyes burned with terrifying killing intent.
“Today… I will make sure none of you leave this place alive!”
With those words,
he leapt out of the window of Yun Pavilion, shooting straight toward the main gate of the mansion!
--Translated by likesnovel--