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Against The Sky Supreme

Chapter 2056: On the Brink of Death ⚰️

Published: February 26, 2025

“Good, very good!” Chu Wuhen laughed in anger, “That brat Tan Yun will take at least five or six days to escape back to the Four Arts Star Domain.”

“Wait for me to kill him!”

“After I kill you, I’ll arrive ahead of him in the Four Arts Star Domain and take him down!”

“Shangguan Yuxin, you share the responsibility for Chu Heng’s death. If it weren’t for you detaining me yesterday, I could have easily killed Tan Yun with a snap of my fingers, and Chu Heng wouldn’t have died!”

“You and Tan Yun must pay for Chu Heng’s death!”

“Kill!”

The ancient divine power within Chu Wuhen surged forth like rolling river waters. He waved his sword, releasing waves of sword aura that tore through the void, creating enormous pitch-black space rifts as they rushed toward Shangguan Yuxin!

“Kill!”

Shangguan Yuxin held nothing back. As she struck, her renowned technique unfolded; the sword aura released from her Divine Sword changed unpredictably, collapsing the void as she engaged in a fierce battle with Chu Wuhen!

Due to the incredible speed of their battle, Tan Yun, who was hiding deep within the forest, couldn’t see the fight at all.

In Tan Yun’s view, all he saw was the Sea of Clouds shattering, the void collapsing, and waves of residual storms radiating with an overwhelming power, descending from the sky and devouring patches of forest!

“Bang! Bang! Bang——”

The towering ancient trees, standing tens of thousands of feet tall in the forest, couldn’t withstand the aftermath of their battle and exploded into powder.

At the same time, the ground of the forest was riddled with enormous cracks from the overwhelming power raining down, with dust rising into the sky, intertwining with the Sea of Clouds.

Hiding underground, Tan Yun was covered in dirt, his mouth full of sand. In his sight, it appeared as if the sky was darkening and the world was facing destruction, presenting a horrifying scene.

It was evident that the clash between two dao god realm powerhouses was indeed earth-shattering.

At this moment, Tan Yun felt the insignificance of his own strength, an overwhelming desire to improve.

At the same time, he silently prayed that Shangguan Yuxin would be safe; otherwise, he would never find peace in his life.

Time passed in Tan Yun’s anxiety, and soon the sky darkened. Night fell, but the two were still locked in combat in the horizon above.

Although dust covered his line of sight and he couldn't see the fight between Shangguan Yuxin and Chu Wuhen, he still watched intently, worry evident in his starry eyes.

“Boom! Boom!”

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed in Tan Yun's ears. He looked up and saw the remnant power of an ancient sword aura causing the sky to collapse toward his hiding place.

Tan Yun hurriedly turned and burrowed deeper into the ground, knowing that if he was even a moment too late, he would be obliterated!

After a long while, Tan Yun cautiously resurfaced, continuing to observe...

Three hours later, under the cover of night, Shangguan Yuxin and Chu Wuhen were still locked in a desperate fight, battling until the heavens darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.

As their battle stretched on, Tan Yun’s worry for Shangguan Yuxin deepened. He wanted to rush out to help her, but he knew he couldn't.

In front of Chu Wuhen, he was so weak that he was less than an ant; a single strike from the opponent would turn him to dust.

“Shangguan Sister, you mustn’t be in danger…”

For the next two days, Tan Yun continued to pray for Shangguan Yuxin’s safety.

“Boom!”

When the earth-shattering battle reached its third night, a sound that seemed to resonate from ancient times rang in Tan Yun's ears, shaking him to the core.

“Ah!”

Immediately, a beautiful yet weak voice filled with pain echoed near Tan Yun. Tan Yun clenched his fists, his expression anxious. “Not good, it’s Shangguan Sister!”

Tan Yun focused and held his breath, raising his gaze to the starry sky. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see Shangguan Yuxin, dressed in tight-fitting attire and covered in blood, like a kite that had lost its string, falling from the vast Sea of Clouds.