The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
His cold gaze swept downward at Kang Shiyuan, who was unleashing the “Chaotic Demon Dance.” Tan Yun’s expression was eerily calm. Whoosh—” On the Crouching Dragon Platform, thousands of flying blades spun wildly around Kang Shiyuan. “Primordial Flame—Sacrifice!” In an instant, the primordial fire in Tan Yun’s right palm erupted violently, coiling around the blade like a blazing serpent before slashing down fiercely toward Kang Shiyuan!
--Translated by likesnovel--
Inside the Ancient God-Slaying Formation, Tan Yun hovered in midair, about **1,000 feet** above the barren ground. His cold gaze swept downward at Kang Shiyuan, who was unleashing the “Chaotic Demon Dance.” Tan Yun’s expression was eerily calm.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—”
On the Crouching Dragon Platform, thousands of flying blades spun wildly around Kang Shiyuan. Their destructive force tore through the surrounding space, leaving countless cracks in the fabric of reality!
Kang Shiyuan wasn’t in a hurry to attack. A sinister smile curled on his lips as he looked up at Tan Yun with mocking eyes.
“Tan Yun, let me tell you a story.”
“Once, there was someone who dared to challenge me. In the end, I used my flying blades to slowly slice his flesh away piece by piece… until nothing remained but a skeleton—and he still didn’t die.”
“After that, I began shaving off his bones little by little… Do you know what happened to him in the end?”
Hearing this, Tan Yun gave a faint, cold smile.
“I can’t guess. Why don’t you finish the story?”
“Heh… heh… heh… Good!” Kang Shiyuan chuckled chillingly.
“Originally, I planned to crush his bones before letting him die. Unfortunately… he disappointed me.”
“But I think… if it were you, you’d last a little longer before dying. Don’t you agree?”
Tan Yun replied casually,
“And how many minutes did that person last under your torture?”
“Only **15 minutes**,” Kang Shiyuan sighed lightly.
“But I’d say you could endure **30 minutes**, right?”
“Hmm… that’s possible,” Tan Yun said calmly.
“Why don’t you try capturing me first? But if you fall into my hands, I won’t do what you did. At most, I’ll torture you to death. I’m not twisted enough to enjoy killing.”
“Hahaha!” Kang Shiyuan burst into loud laughter, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
“You’ll torture me to death? Still talking big when you’re about to die!”
“Tan Yun, let me tell you this—you killed my master’s great-grandnephew, Linghu Changfeng! For that alone… today, you will die in endless agony!”
The moment he finished speaking, Kang Shiyuan stepped onto his flying sword and shot into the sky in an instant, rising **1,000 feet** and stopping just **300 feet** away from Tan Yun.
“Die!”
Kang Shiyuan thrust both palms forward in midair!
In a flash, the thousands of death-infused flying blades merged together, spinning violently to form a massive black tornado. It shredded space as it charged toward Tan Yun at lightning speed!
“Primordial Divine Step!”
“Spatial Tide!”
As Tan Yun retreated over **100 feet**, the roar of surging waves echoed behind him!
In an instant, spatial energy transformed into a transparent current, like a massive tidal wave crashing forward, swallowing Tan Yun whole in the blink of an eye!
“Hummm—”
The black blade tornado pierced through space and reached Tan Yun in a split second, right after he was engulfed by the spatial tide!
The immense binding force slowed the tornado’s speed several times over, yet it still surged straight toward Tan Yun as he retreated!
“Whoosh!”
“Impossible! How is your spatial power this strong?!”
Kang Shiyuan, standing atop his flying sword, widened his eyes in shock as he watched Tan Yun soar upward, effortlessly evading the blade storm!
In the next instant, the thousands of flying blades scattered in all directions, failing to hit their target!
Tan Yun didn’t even spare them a glance. He merely let out a cold snort.
“Time Stream…”
“Hummm—”
The moment Kang Shiyuan sensed the void above him trembling more and more violently, an ominous feeling rose in his heart. Spiritual power and death energy intertwined as he glanced at the surging spatial tides, then stepped on his flying sword to retreat, raising his head toward the sky!
In the instant he looked up—
A force that seemed capable of erasing everything tore open his forehead and throat!
Despite the searing pain, Kang Shiyuan locked his gaze onto the “Time Stream” cascading down from the heavens and shouted in alarm:
“Tan Yun! What kind of sword formation is this?! How are your spatial and temporal powers this terrifying?!”
No matter how fast he pushed his flying sword, he simply couldn’t match the speed of the Time Stream pouring down from the chaotic void!
In a single instant—he was completely swallowed!
At the same time, the spatial tide rushing from the front collided with the Time Stream, forming an overwhelming binding force that locked him firmly in place!
Suddenly, Kang Shiyuan felt his speed drop by **3 times**!
A cunning glint flashed in his eyes. He immediately pretended to be utterly terrified, stopped resisting, and begged as Tan Yun closed in:
“Tan Yun, don’t kill me! Please—don’t kill me!”
Tan Yun let out a cold laugh.
“A twisted murderer like you… do you really think I’d spare you?”
As he shot through the air, a streak of red light burst from between his brows. His right hand firmly grasped the Primordial Divine Sword—**Flame Dance**!
“Primordial Flame—Sacrifice!”
In an instant, the primordial fire in Tan Yun’s right palm erupted violently, coiling around the blade like a blazing serpent before slashing down fiercely toward Kang Shiyuan!
“Heh… it’s time!”
Kang Shiyuan revealed his true expression. With both hands, he traced a mysterious seal over his chest and roared:
“Ten Thousand Demons Emerge!”
At once, dense waves of death energy surged out of his body, forming a curtain of death!
“Hummm—”
Space trembled violently. Within a radius of **30 feet**, the void cracked like a black spiderweb. Across the death curtain, countless fist-sized demonic holes appeared!
From the depths of that endless darkness, thousands of skulls formed from death energy burst forth, merging into a gigantic skull over **100 feet** tall!
That mountain-like skull radiated overwhelming power, as if it had broken free from the constraints of time and space. It opened its massive jaws and lunged at Tan Yun with lightning speed!
“Hahaha! Die! The power of my ‘Ten Thousand Demons Emerge’ is **3 times** stronger than ‘Chaotic Demon Dance’! Tan Yun, stop struggling!”
“Boom!”
“Fool!”
Tan Yun swung his sword violently into the skull’s gaping mouth. A thunderous explosion rang out as cracks spread across the **100-foot** skull!
“Pfft!”
A terrifying recoil surged from his wrist up through his shoulder and chest. Tan Yun’s internal organs shook violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body sent crashing down onto the Crouching Dragon Platform!
“What kind of sword is that?!”
Midair, Kang Shiyuan stared in shock at the massive cracks spreading across the skull. He too suffered backlash, coughing up blood **3 times** in succession!
“Kill!”
Without even wiping the blood from his mouth, he roared furiously, his voice echoing through the chaotic void!
In the blink of an eye—the giant skull transformed into a streak of black light and slammed down toward Tan Yun at terrifying speed!
If it struck—Tan Yun would undoubtedly be crushed into dust!
At the brink of death, Tan Yun tightened his grip on the Flame Dance sword and roared:
“Verdant Imprisonment!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
In the low air, an immense surge of green wood energy flowed like silk threads, yet struck like countless serpents as they wrapped tightly around the massive skull!
“Crack… crack…”
But the wood energy couldn’t stop the descending skull—it was severed strand by strand at lightning speed!