The Supreme Being Against Heaven

--Translated by likesnovel--

Hearing this, Tantai Xuanzhong sighed inwardly.

“In the end… it’s because I, as Sect Master, am incompetent! Otherwise, how could the inner sect have fallen into such decay…”

He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. His voice was deep and resolute.

“Linghu Changhe—retain your position as Acting Leader of the Sacred Spirit Lineage. From this moment on, your fate will be decided after the Eternal Realm trial ends.”

“Murong Hong—you are stripped of your position as the **2nd** elder of the Beast Soul Lineage and demoted to a mere steward!”

Linghu Changhe and Murong Hong felt as if they had been granted a pardon. Both kowtowed repeatedly, tears of gratitude streaming down their faces.

“Thank you, Sect Master, for your mercy! We will serve the sect until death!”

“Rise,” Tantai Xuanzhong waved his hand indifferently.

“Thank you, Sect Master.” The two stood up, their bodies drenched in sweat—they had just narrowly escaped death!

Tantai Xuanzhong turned to Tan Yun and said calmly,

“Tan Yun, one should show mercy when it is due. Although I will not interfere in your duel with Kang Shiyuan… I hope you will reduce the bloodshed.”

Just as everyone thought Tan Yun would spare Kang Shiyuan—

His next action stunned them all!

Tan Yun cupped his fists respectfully.

“I will remember your guidance, Sect Master… but Kang Shiyuan must die!”

Then, he raised his head to look at Linghu Changhe, a faint, meaningful smile on his lips.

“The reason I kept him alive until now… was to give you a chance to say goodbye.”

Everyone instantly understood—

This wasn’t mercy.

It was forcing Linghu Changhe to watch his beloved disciple die before his eyes!

“Master… please… save me…”

Kang Shiyuan crawled on the ground, struggling to lift his head toward Linghu Changhe, whose face was drenched in tears, begging weakly.

“Tan Yun… I beg you… spare him!”

Linghu Changhe stood up, then—

Dropped to his knees before Tan Yun, under the shocked gazes of the crowd!

He treated Kang Shiyuan like his own son. That bond was no act!

A mighty lineage leader kneeling before a disciple—many believed Tan Yun would back down.

But—

They had severely underestimated Tan Yun’s killing intent!

Tan Yun looked at Linghu Changhe, his face cold and emotionless.

“Remember this—it’s not me who killed him… it’s you.”

“Besides, if I weren’t strong enough, I would’ve already been tortured to death by this twisted monster!”

“You want me to spare him? Heh… are you joking?”

“Bang!”

Before he even finished speaking—

Tan Yun stomped down, crushing Kang Shiyuan’s head into pieces!

“Whoosh!”

His figure flickered, and he appeared on Crouching Dragon Platform No. **1**, standing beside Mu Mengyi and Xue Ziyan.

“Yuan’er… my disciple!”

Linghu Changhe cried out hoarsely, rushing down from the jade tower to retrieve the body himself.

He held the lifeless corpse in his arms, staggering as he walked off the platform…

In that moment, he seemed to have aged drastically.

Hatred and grief devoured his heart.

“I, Linghu Changhe, swear to the heavens—if I do not kill Tan Yun, may lightning strike me down and the earth swallow me whole!”

…

As for the battle for the top **8** ranks of the Wolong Ranking—

Those who advanced to round **3** were:

* Xiang Shengtian and Ke Xinyi from the Sacred Spirit Lineage

* Jun Buping from the Ancient Soul Lineage

* Huangfu Tingfeng from the Talisman Lineage

* Tan Yun from the Alchemy Lineage

* And Xue Ziyan from the Five Souls Lineage, who advanced automatically

At this moment—

Xiang Shengtian, a fellow disciple under Linghu Changhe like Kang Shiyuan, stared at Tan Yun with a grave expression.

Others might not know—

But he knew very well the true strength of Kang Shiyuan…

And it was not inferior to his own in the slightest!

Jun Buping looked at Tan Yun with a solemn expression, deep in thought.

“When I launched a sneak attack on Tai Shan, he was able to block me with a single move… which means Tai Shan’s strength was no weaker than mine.”

“And then there’s Kang Shiyuan’s ‘Chaotic Demon Dance’—even I might not be able to withstand it… yet Tan Yun killed both of them!”

As for Huangfu Tingfeng—his gaze toward Tan Yun was filled only with admiration.

At the same time, he recalled how, back when Tan Yun was still in the Eternal Immortal Sect, he had been severely injured in a life-and-death battle against Nangong Yuqin, the Holy Maiden of the Soul Immortal Palace.

From that, he reached a conclusion—

Now that Tan Yun could kill Tai Shan and Kang Shiyuan without suffering any injuries at all…

It meant—

**He hadn’t even used his full strength yet!**

“I… am not his opponent!”

Only Ke Xinyi continued to look at Tan Yun calmly, a cold smile forming at the corner of her lips.

“You may be stronger than anyone else… but if you face me, you might not survive.”

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The next match—

Round **6** of the Top **8** ranking battles of the Wolong Ranking!

Mu Mengyi of the Alchemy Lineage would face Xiao Qingxuan, a top expert from the Ancient Soul Lineage!

“Whoosh!”

Two graceful figures—one in red, one in white—shot through the low air before landing on Crouching Dragon Platform No. **2**.

It revealed Mu Mengyi in red, and Xiao Qingxuan in white.

The two stood about **100 feet** apart—a distance that seemed far… yet was filled with immense pressure.

On the mountain peak—

Over **600,000** disciples were discussing excitedly.

“Who do you think will win?”

“Hard to say! Before this, hardly anyone knew Mu Mengyi or Ke Xinyi, but after the past **2 days** of competition—it’s clear they’re dark horses!”

“Exactly! Mu Mengyi has already destroyed **2** low-grade spirit swords and killed **2** top experts without even going all out!”

“Ke Xinyi is the same—she defeated her opponents with ease. She’s definitely holding back her trump cards!”

“True! I’ve been waiting for their matches!”

“Seeing **2** beauties like this today—it’s already worth it…”

“…”

Those whispers reached the jade tower—

The supervisors, elders, and core disciples of each lineage were also quietly discussing among themselves.

“Silence.”

Tantai Xuanzhong slowly raised his right hand.

In an instant—the entire mountain fell silent, leaving only the sound of the wind.

---

On Crouching Dragon Platform No. **2**—

“Humm!”

The hem of Mu Mengyi’s red dress fluttered as she flicked her hand—

A top-grade spirit weapon flying sword, imbued with death energy, appeared in the air!

She stared coldly at Xiao Qingxuan.

“Please advise.”

Xiao Qingxuan, however, did not summon her sword. She smiled gently.

“Junior Sister Mu, first—I hold no ill intent toward you or Tan Yun.”

“Second—I acknowledge that you are very strong.”

“In that case… why don’t we avoid a life-and-death battle and decide victory with ‘one move, one sword’? What do you think?”

Hearing this—

The coldness in Mu Mengyi’s eyes softened slightly as she asked thoughtfully,

“What do you mean by ‘one move, one sword’?”

Xiao Qingxuan smiled faintly.

“One move—means we each use our strongest technique.”

“One sword—means we see whose blade is sharper.”

“No matter who wins or loses… we hold back, so neither of us suffers serious injury. Agreed?”

Mu Mengyi did not answer immediately—

She turned to look at Tan Yun on Crouching Dragon Platform No. **1**, seeking his opinion.

Tan Yun smiled slightly.

“Mengyi, since Senior Sister Xiao has no ill intent, I think this proposal is fair. You can agree.”

“Alright.” Mu Mengyi nodded lightly, then turned back to Xiao Qingxuan.

“I’m not sure how powerful my strongest move truly is… I’m afraid I might hurt you.”

Xiao Qingxuan smiled confidently.

“It’s fine. Go all out.”

“Very well.” Mu Mengyi gripped her sword and cupped her hands.

“Senior Sister Xiao, please.”

“Junior Sister Mu, please!”

The moment her words fell—

Xiao Qingxuan’s expression turned serious as she unleashed the signature technique of the Ancient Soul Lineage—

**“Ancient Tomb Scripture!”**