The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
Even knowing that cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm could only unleash 30% of a semi-honor artifact’s power, he still gifted Tuo Ba Jingge several low-grade semi-honor treasures for protection! “That fatty is using a high-grade treasure spirit boat?” “But no matter… sooner or later, I’ll kill him.” As everyone knew, cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm could only fully unleash the power of top-grade spirit treasures. “Brother-in-law… it’s already been 9 days, but we still haven’t encountere...
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Before the mountain of death could even slam into the ground, Lu Ren already sensed an overwhelming force he could not resist. He immediately roared at the top of his lungs:
“Run!!”
“Mountain Piercing Art!”
In an instant, Lu Ren’s fat body dropped flat onto the ground before curling into a ball. Massive spiritual power erupted from him, transforming into countless sharp blade energies spinning wildly around his body!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Amid exploding dirt and flying debris, his round body became like an unstoppable steel drill, smashing straight into the base of the mountain with the force of a tidal wave!
Explosions rang out nonstop—
His spinning body drilled straight through the gigantic mountain and burst out from the other side over 1,000 zhang away!
The moment he landed, he hurriedly summoned his spirit boat. Covered head to toe in dust, he leaped aboard without hesitation.
But at that very instant—
Terrified screams erupted behind him!
“AAAHHHH…!”
“No…!”
“Senior Brother Lu! Avenge us!”
“Senior Brother Lu, run!!”
“…”
The cries suddenly stopped.
Standing atop the spirit boat, Lu Ren turned around—
And the scene he saw became a nightmare he would never forget for the rest of his life!
The 1,000-zhang mountain of death was crushing the exact spot where they had been standing moments earlier!
As for the 6 disciples who had barely escaped the mountain’s suppression range, they were now lying motionless on the grass—
Every single one of them had been decapitated!
Above those corpses stood a hooked-nosed young man holding a blood-dripping sword. He pointed the blade toward Lu Ren and laughed mockingly.
“You sure run fast, fatty.”
“But I really want to know… how long can you keep running?”
This man was Tuo Ba Jingge — the No. 6 inner sect disciple of the Eternal Immortal Sect!
He was also the direct great-grandson of one of the sect’s supreme ancestors!
That ancestor doted on Tuo Ba Jingge immensely. Even knowing that cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm could only unleash 30% of a semi-honor artifact’s power, he still gifted Tuo Ba Jingge several low-grade semi-honor treasures for protection!
Calling Tuo Ba Jingge a “walking treasure vault” would not be an exaggeration at all!
At this moment, Tuo Ba Jingge looked at the tearful Lu Ren the same way a cat toyed with a mouse.
With a casual wave of his hand, the 1,000-zhang mountain behind him transformed back into a streak of black light and flew into the floating scroll above his head.
Behind him—
The corpses of the 42 Wind Lightning lineage disciples had all been crushed into mangled pulp, completely unrecognizable!
“Heh heh… fatty, look at your companions. What miserable deaths.”
Tuo Ba Jingge sneered viciously.
“You bastard!!”
Lu Ren roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot red.
“If you’ve got guts, then tell me your name! I’ll kill you with my own hands!”
Although Lu Ren usually acted noisy, goofy, and unreliable, he was actually an extremely kind-hearted person.
Watching his companions slaughtered before his eyes drove him nearly insane with grief!
Tuo Ba Jingge pretended to tremble in fear before bursting into mocking laughter.
“Oh wow, I’m sooo scared!”
Then his gaze instantly turned ice-cold.
“But trash like you… isn’t qualified to know my name!”
“Today, you die!”
RUMBLE—!
Tuo Ba Jingge’s storage ring flashed as a low-grade semi-honor spirit boat appeared above his head.
Lu Ren’s heart skipped violently.
Without hesitation, he immediately controlled his high-grade treasure spirit boat and fled toward the Burial God Abyss located 1,000,000 li away!
WHOOSH!
Tuo Ba Jingge leaped onto his spirit boat and chased after him relentlessly.
Since he lacked absolutely nothing in terms of treasures, he didn’t even bother collecting the items dropped by the dead Wind Lightning disciples.
While pursuing Lu Ren, Tuo Ba Jingge frowned slightly in surprise.
“That fatty is using a high-grade treasure spirit boat?”
“But no matter… sooner or later, I’ll kill him.”
As everyone knew, cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm could only fully unleash the power of top-grade spirit treasures.
Although Tuo Ba Jingge’s spirit boat was a low-grade semi-honor artifact capable of traveling 600,000 li per day when powered by high-grade spirit stones — surpassing the 500,000 li per day speed of high-grade treasure boats —
He still didn’t dare use its maximum speed.
With only his Perfect Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, he simply could not control such terrifying speed steadily.
If he made even the slightest mistake while flying through the mountain ranges, he could crash into a towering peak and either die instantly or become permanently crippled!
Therefore, Tuo Ba Jingge could only continue chasing Lu Ren using his spiritual sense to carefully control the spirit boat…
…
2 days later, during Chen Hour (07:00–09:00 AM)—
Inside the trench within the Burial God Abyss, Xue Ziyan’s eyes contained 30% killing intent and 70% sorrow.
“Brother-in-law… it’s already been 9 days, but we still haven’t encountered anyone.”
“I want to go out and hunt down the Eternal Immortal Sect and Divine Spirit Immortal Palace myself…”
“I’m going to avenge the disciples of the Five Souls lineage who died!”
Xue Yi Yeyan knew very well that Tan Yun did not care about the life and death of disciples from the Five Spirit lineage. But no matter what, she was still a disciple of that lineage. Thinking of her fellow sect members who had died such a miserable death, her heart was filled with sorrow.
Just as Tan Yun was about to respond, suddenly, Shangguan Bingbing shouted in a low voice:
“Someone is coming—from the left horizon!”
Everyone looked up at the same time.
They saw two light points—one in front, one behind—shooting toward them at extreme speed, rapidly expanding as they approached.
Tan Yun’s eyes narrowed immediately when he noticed that the leading spirit vessel was covered in holes. Cracks spread across its entire hull, as if it had been heavily damaged and could collapse at any moment.
On that nearly destroyed spirit vessel, Lu Heren was drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with deep despair.
For the past 2 days, Tuoba Jingge had relentlessly chased him, unleashing insane attacks with various magical treasures.
Lu Heren’s spirit vessel had been battered beyond recognition and was close to its absolute limit.
Those 2 days had been nothing but fear and survival.
“Damn hook-nosed bastard! If not for your endless treasures, I would’ve already chopped you into a hotpot by now!” Lu Heren roared in rage.
“Hook-nosed bastard?!”
On the pursuing spirit vessel behind him, Tuoba Jingge’s nose nearly twisted in anger, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
“Just wait until I catch you! I’ll tear your mouth apart and make you wish you were dead—but unable to die!”
“Ancient Spirit Destruction Soul Cauldron—activate!”
With a swing of his right arm, Tuoba Jingge released it instantly!
A seven-colored beam shot out from his sleeve, expanding in midair into a gigantic cauldron over 100 zhang tall.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A heavy, godlike stepping sound echoed from inside the cauldron.
In the next moment, an invisible shockwave surged out like a tidal wave, blasting toward Lu Heren in an instant.
BOOM—!
The moment it struck, Lu Heren’s head felt like it was about to explode.
A terrifying wave of dizziness and soul-crushing pressure tried to tear apart his consciousness.
“Ahhh!!”
Lu Heren bit down hard on the tip of his tongue. His face twisted in pain as blood flowed from his ears, nose, and eyes.
Just a glance made it clear how much he was suffering.
With only a shred of consciousness left, he forcibly controlled his spirit vessel and headed straight toward the entrance of the Burial God Abyss.
Because his soul had been heavily injured, the spirit vessel—controlled by spiritual will—shook violently in midair, just like his body.
“You fat bastard, let’s see where you can run now!” Tuoba Jingge laughed viciously as he pushed out his palm.
Instantly, the Ancient Spirit Destruction Soul Cauldron shot through space itself and slammed violently into Lu Heren’s spirit vessel.
BOOM—CRASH!!
The already-cracked vessel exploded in midair.
Lu Heren, his mind nearly unconscious from soul pain, fell straight down toward the entrance of the Burial God Abyss.
Tuoba Jingge leapt down from his vessel, wielding a low-grade arcane flying sword, and slashed down toward Lu Heren’s legs with a chilling sword light.
At that moment of life and death—
Tan Yun emerged like a ghost from the black mist, shooting upward in an instant!
His right arm wrapped around Lu Heren’s body, while his left hand struck upward immediately.
A 6-zhang Primordial Ice Flame burst through the sky, violently colliding with Tuoba Jingge!