The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
Looking downward, he saw that across the enormous wasteland there were countless giant pits scattered everywhere. “This place was named Demon God Palace by the ancestors of the sect.” “It seems that…” “the underground palace covering more than 150,000 li beneath this land…” “was once the shelter of the ancient gods…” “who once attempted to destroy the Heavenly Punishment Continent in ancient times.” After thinking this, Tan Yun rode the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion across the wasteland to search for...
After collecting the Qiankun Rings from the corpses of the 5 people,
Tan Yun smiled coldly and said,
“Wang Futong…
the Demon God Palace will be the place where you die!”
Tan Yun’s journey to the Sunset Forest to meet
Mu Mengyi
and
Xue Ziyan
required passing through 2 dangerous areas.
Demon God Underground Palace — territory spanning 150,000 li
Lake of Oblivion Palace — territory spanning 100,000 li
Since his enemy was currently inside the Demon God Underground Palace,
how could Tan Yun possibly allow him to escape?
Tan Yun rode the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion and soared into the sky.
After flying continuously for 3 days, covering a distance of more than 45,000 li,
he looked down at the ground below.
Below him stretched a vast wasteland as far as the eye could see.
Tan Yun immediately realized
that he had arrived above the Demon God Palace.
Looking downward,
he saw that across the enormous wasteland
there were countless giant pits scattered everywhere.
“Hm?”
Tan Yun frowned as he stared at the pits.
His pupils suddenly shrank.
Because after examining them carefully,
he discovered that
those pits, which were about 40 zhang wide and more than 100 zhang long,
were not formed by natural ground collapse.
They were—
gigantic footprints!
Yes.
They were footprints.
Tan Yun pondered inwardly.
“This place was named Demon God Palace by the ancestors of the sect.”
“It seems that…”
“the underground palace covering more than 150,000 li beneath this land…”
“was once the shelter of the ancient gods…”
“who once attempted to destroy the Heavenly Punishment Continent in ancient times.”
After thinking this,
Tan Yun rode the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion
across the wasteland
to search for the entrance to the underground palace.
After about 1 hour,
on the plain,
a massive stone monument several thousand zhang tall
stood like a mountain
within Tan Yun’s sight.
On the stone monument,
there were 2 lines of large engraved characters.
The calligraphy was elegant like dancing dragons.
“Demon God Palace”
“Named by Emperor Huangfu Lingxiao”
Emperor Huangfu Lingxiao
was the founding ancestor of the Huangfu Sacred Sect.
Suddenly,
the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion flapped its wings,
creating a strong gust of wind,
before descending in front of the giant monument.
It paused briefly,
then carried Tan Yun downward toward
a massive black hole
located beneath the stone monument.
The hole was deep and dark like a bottomless abyss.
Tan Yun roughly estimated
that even a gigantic creature more than 1,000 zhang tall
could easily enter and exit through this opening.
Tan Yun stood firmly on the lion’s back
and spoke softly.
“Big fellow, once we go inside, don’t make too much noise.”
“Otherwise my enemies might notice.”
The Blood-Winged Spirit Lion nodded its massive head
and continued flying downward.
“This underground palace is this deep…”
A look of shock appeared in Tan Yun’s eyes.
Because the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion had already flown down for several thousand li
before finally reaching the ground of the underground palace.
What appeared before them
was the sight of magnificent ruins stretching far and wide.
Massive stone palaces
several thousand zhang tall
were densely scattered throughout the underground palace.
Those palaces seemed to have once been
attacked by tremendous power from outside.
Some had collapsed into ruins.
Some had been split in half.
On the azure stone walls of the palaces,
there were still dark brown dried bloodstains
leaving behind terrifying traces.
It was as if
this Demon God Palace
had once been swept through by an extremely powerful existence.
Suddenly,
the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion let out a low sound.
“Woo…”
Its mountain-like body trembled,
and intense fear appeared in its eyes.
Tan Yun followed its gaze
and saw that
on the vast azure stone ground of the underground palace
there was a gigantic claw mark
with a diameter of more than 1,000 zhang.
A dragon footprint!
Yes—
it was a dragon footprint.
Tan Yun felt a chill run down his spine.
He stroked the head of the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion
with a comforting expression.
“Big fellow, don’t be afraid.”
“They also called me Master, just like you do.”
“But those dragons died millions of years ago.”
“This footprint… is probably just a trace they left behind when they attacked the gods.”
The Blood-Winged Spirit Lion turned its head to look at Tan Yun.
Its eyes were filled with confusion,
as if it were asking:
“Why would sacred dragons call Master ‘Master’ just like I do?”
“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you later.”
Tan Yun said with a slightly sorrowful expression as he gently stroked the lion’s head.
“Alright, don’t be afraid. Let’s fly deeper inside.”
“Roar!”
The Blood-Winged Spirit Lion flapped its wings again, its speed slowing slightly as it flew across the vast underground palace that stretched beyond sight.
The deeper they went,
the more certain Tan Yun became
that in ancient times the sacred dragons and demonic dragons had attacked the dwelling place of the gods.
Looking along the collapsed stone roads,
one could see giant footprints and claw marks scattered chaotically everywhere.
The scene looked like a world after a catastrophe.
The palaces that once towered over the land
were now nothing more than ruins.
Along the roads covered with weeds and spiritual herbs,
one could see blood-stained giant stones scattered everywhere.
50,000 years ago
Huangfu Lingxiao,
the founding ancestor of the Huangfu Sacred Sect,
discovered this underground palace.
He then established the Heaven-Piercing Light Illusion Formation.
Under the power of this formation,
the entire underground palace became as bright as daytime.
On the ground—where it was impossible to distinguish
whether the remaining bloodstains belonged to dragons or gods—
Level 1 spiritual herbs with an age of 100 years grew everywhere.
It was not difficult to imagine
that this place must contain many heavenly treasures
that had grown for countless years.
The Fallen Deity Valley trial was held every 3 years.
Logically speaking,
there should not be any ancient treasures left inside the Demon God Palace.
However, because the land was nourished by the dried blood of gods and dragons,
the treasures here
could grow to an age of several hundred years within just 1 year.
For this reason,
this land that had once been stepped upon by gods
was filled with miracles and wonders beyond the understanding of ordinary people.
Naturally,
it attracted many disciples participating in the trial
to come here.
Not only to search for heavenly treasures,
but also to witness the precious traces left behind by gods, dragons, and demonic dragons.
The entire underground palace,
which spanned more than 150,000 li,
was filled with the marks of time
and exuded an ancient sacred aura.
As the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion flew across the boundless underground palace,
it looked as tiny as an insect
compared to the towering ancient palaces that had collapsed.
Standing on the lion’s back,
Tan Yun could clearly see
that every ancient palace had been numbered
by the ancestors of the sect
to prevent disciples participating in the trial from getting lost in the underground palace.
After 1 day passed,
Tan Yun had still not encountered a single person inside the underground palace.
This was because the place was simply too vast.
Even though all the disciples participating in the trial were scattered throughout the area,
sometimes an entire day could pass without meeting even 1 person.
Inside the Demon God Palace,
day and night passed without pause.
After the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion had flown for another 8 hours,
Tan Yun, who had just entered meditation,
suddenly detected an excited shout with his spiritual sense.
It came from the ruins of a collapsed palace
23 li to the east.
“French Fries! Hurry and go inform Senior Brother Wang!”
“Under this rock there are 3 Supreme-Grade Demonic Soul Springs!”
“What?! 3 Supreme-Grade Demonic Soul Springs?!”
Another voice cried out excitedly.
“That’s great!”
“You stay here. I’ll go right now!”
Tan Yun slowly opened his eyes.
Then he jumped down from the lion’s back.
In order to avoid being noticed by the enemy,
he stored the Blood-Winged Spirit Lion into his Spirit Beast Pouch.
Then his body became as light as dust
as he rushed toward the palace 23 li away.
Soon,
Tan Yun passed through the massive palace gate
like a gentle breeze
and entered the collapsed palace that spanned several li.
Inside the ruins,
Tan Yun discovered
18 disciples, both male and female.
All of them were at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm.
They were standing around a pile of massive boulders stacked chaotically together,
excitedly discussing something.
“Unbelievable!”
“There really are 3 Supreme-Grade Demonic Soul Springs under this pile of rocks!”
“Yes!”
Another person said with a troubled expression.
“But the boulder on top weighs at least 5,000,000 jin!”
“It’s too heavy!”
“If we want to take the Soul Springs out without destroying them… it won’t be easy!”
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