Against The Sky Supreme

A beam of light shot down from the moonlight, transforming into Tan Yun outside the pavilion.

“Is Elder Qin there?” Tan Yun asked.

“Creak!”

The pavilion door slowly opened.

“Is Elder Qin here?” Tan Yun asked.

“Creak!”

The pavilion door opened, and a middle-aged man with a mustache saw Tan Yun. Though his eyes were filled with disdain, he still bowed and said, “I didn’t know Elder Supreme came late at night. What business do you have with me?”

“Also, what’s wrong with you, Elder Supreme? Not only has your realm regressed, but your hair has also turned white?”

Tan Yun could easily tell that Qin Feng had reached the great perfection of the daoist realm.

“It doesn’t matter that my realm has regressed and my hair has turned white,” Tan Yun replied. “What’s important is that I have business with you. Let’s talk inside.”

After discovering Tan Yun's realm regression, Qin Feng regarded him even more dismissively. “Elder Supreme, let’s not beat around the bush. I’m a person of Elder Three, and I dare not get too close to you.”

“Elder Supreme, whatever you have to say can be said here; there’s no need to go inside.”

“Buzz!”

The void suddenly trembled as Tan Yun stepped forward, transforming his right hand into a claw that seized Qin Feng's neck, while his left hand slapped him hard across the face.

Immediately, a distinct Five Finger Mark appeared on Qin Feng's face!

“Thud!”

With a fierce swing of his right arm, Tan Yun threw Qin Feng into the pavilion.

Afterward, Tan Yun entered the pavilion, set up a soundproof barrier, and coldly stared at Qin Feng, “Who do you think you are, to dare speak to me like this? Do you believe I can kill you?”

Qin Feng clenched his fists, glaring at Tan Yun, “Elder Supreme, don’t go too far!”

“I can’t be bothered to waste words with you.” After saying this, Tan Yun activated the primordial divine eye, and a strange red light shot out from his eyes.

As Tan Yun and Qin Feng locked eyes, they became as still as wooden chickens.

Tan Yun said without a doubt, “You will go to the Twelfth Young Master’s hall and tell Fu Chaqiu that Elder Three has urgent matters to discuss with him and that he must come to the Inner Sect's Treasure Mountain.”

“If Fu Chaqiu asks why Elder Three wants him to come in person, you will say Elder Three has been delayed with important matters and that he must come as quickly as possible. Do you understand?”

Qin Feng, in a daze, replied, “Understood.”

Tan Yun sneered, “Forget that I came here today. You may go.”

“Yes.” After Qin Feng responded, he stepped out of the pavilion and flew up into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

Tan Yun's gaze was cold as he used the invisibility technique to leave the pavilion and lay in ambush on the road leading to Treasure Mountain, preparing to ambush the Twelfth Young Master, Fu Chaqiu!

The reason Tan Yun aimed for Fu Chaqiu was that he learned from Cheng Kun’s memories that Han Chengxuan and his father-in-law were both loyal to Fu Chaqiu, who was also one of Fu Chashu’s most valued sons.

Although Fu Chaqiu was only at the sixth layer of the daoist realm, he could defeat someone at the second layer of the dao god realm.

Tan Yun firmly believed that once Fu Chaqiu learned of Han Chengxuan's request, he would definitely rush over overnight.

Furthermore, there was a temporary residence for Fu Chaqiu in the Inner Sect, so if he was there, he would certainly come.

Time passed second by second, and after a full two hours, while Tan Yun was lurking in a forest, suddenly, a hint of killing intent flickered in his starry eyes.

He sensed with his divine consciousness that under the bright moonlight, a young man wearing a golden robe and at the sixth layer of the daoist realm flew over from the treetops, heading towards Treasure Mountain.

From Cheng Kun's memories, Tan Yun immediately recognized the golden robe young man as the twelfth son of Fu Chashu: Fu Chaqiu.

“Buzz, buzz—”

Using the invisibility technique, Tan Yun held his breath and soared from the forest, chasing after Fu Chaqiu…