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Against The Sky Supreme

Chapter 1267: Tan Yun, Are You Not Dead? 😼

Published: February 25, 2025

“Immortal General Nie Long at the tenth level of the imperial human realm, Miao Xilin at the sixth-grade of the imperial human realm!” Tan Yun declared emphatically, “Right now, my strength is too low to kill you all.

But it won’t be long before I make every one of you pay with your lives!”

“Nie Long, although I cannot kill you right now, I should at least send you a grand gift, right?”

Tan Yun smirked ominously, then disguised himself as an old man and transformed into a purple beam of light, shooting towards the Inner City


At a quarter past noon, Tan Yun descended from the sky beneath the towering gate of the Inner City.

“Who goes there?” A hundred-man immortal elder guarding the gate fixed his stern gaze on Tan Yun.

“Esteemed Celestial Being, Nie Xianjiang asked me to find something from the Outer City for him,” Tan Yun said, handing the hundred-man immortal elder an Immortal Ring. “The item is inside. Could you please send someone to deliver it to Nie Xianjiang?”

“Nie Xianjiang?” The hundred-man immortal elder asked, “Is it Immortal General Nie Long?”

“Yes, yes, indeed it is Immortal General Nie Long,” Tan Yun replied with deep respect.

“Hmm, then hand the item over to me,” the hundred-man immortal elder said with a smile. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dare to pry into what Immortal General Nie Long wants.”

“Excellent, I appreciate it,” Tan Yun said, cupping his fists before taking off into the sky, flying towards the area where the immortal people of the Outer City reside


Six hours later, night fell.

The hundred-man immortal elder entered Nie Long’s military tent.

“Immortal General Nie, an old man asked me to deliver something to you,” the hundred-man immortal elder said respectfully as he handed the Immortal Ring to Nie Long.

“Hmm?” Nie Long frowned slightly, saying nothing more as he released his immortal sense to probe the Immortal Ring.

In the next moment, his eyes widened as he beheld a bloody human head inside the Immortal Ring!

The deceased was none other than his subordinate, Ge Yunhao!

Nie Long’s face turned red with anger, and he grabbed the collar of the hundred-man immortal elder, roaring, “Who is that old man? Where is he!”

“Concentrate the memory image regarding the old man for me!”

Seeing Nie Long's fury, the hundred-man immortal elder trembled and, using his celestial power, gathered the image of the old man. “General, I didn’t ask him who he was
”

Nie Long flung the hundred-man immortal elder out of the military tent, and then a furious voice came from inside the tent, “Damn it! Who killed my subordinate and then sent his head here to provoke me!”

“Who exactly
 who exactly is it!”

“Old bastard, I will definitely not let you off!”

Afterwards, Nie Long hurried to Sima Yongzheng’s military tent to inform him of the situation.

Sima Yongzheng’s murky gaze revealed a strong killing intent. “Send my orders, mobilize ten million Immortal Soldiers, and go capture that old man from the Outer City!”

Thus, Nie Long’s subordinates, including Immortal Generals, Deputy Generals, and millions of Immortal Soldiers, marched out of the Inner City towards the Outer City


Two hours later, Tan Yun arrived at the Outer City Marketplace, and at that moment, he had transformed into a middle-aged man with a large beard.

His beard was taken from the heavenly slayer demon ape.

Now disguised, Tan Yun weaved through the bustling crowd and reached the main branch of the shops.

As soon as Tan Yun entered the main branch, Wang Yuan approached him and cupped his fists, saying, “I’m very sorry, but all the shops in the Outer City have been rented out.”

Tan Yun smiled slightly and said, “Since Boss Tan from the four arts heavenly pavilion has passed away, why can’t it be sold?”

Wang Yuan frowned, displeased. “It’s true that Boss Tan has died, but our manager has said that this shop will never be sold to anyone again.”

A warm current surged in Tan Yun’s heart as he cupped his fists and said, “I’m acquainted with your manager. Where is he? I must see him.”