Against The Sky Supreme

“I don't want to do anything,” Tan Yun said indifferently. “The grand competition of the four techniques will proceed as usual in a hundred years. As a disciple of the Huangfu Sacred Sect, I will still allocate the quotas for entering the eternal land according to the results of the grand competition of the four techniques.”

“A hundred years is unacceptable!” Ru Yan Wu Ji shouted angrily. “That’s too long; it can only be thirty years!”

“Dad... save me…” Ru Yan Chen's face turned red as he struggled to speak.

“Tan Yun, at most forty years! Release my son immediately!” Ru Yan Wu Ji was furious, his hair standing on end.

“Ru Yan Sovereign, I suggest you think it through before answering.” Tan Yun remained calm, his tone steady, as five fingers sank half an inch into Ru Yan Chen's neck, bright red blood gushing forth from the wound!

“Ah!” Ru Yan Chen let out a ghostly wail.

“Tan Yun, you little bastard, listen well!” Ru Yan Wu Ji trembled with rage, pointing angrily at Tan Yun. “At most, sixty years; that is my limit!”

“Whether you agree or not, if you do not agree and you kill my son, then none of you from the Huangfu Sacred Sect will leave here alive!”

Upon hearing this, Tang Xinying, Shen Subing, and the other eight chiefs from the Immortal Sect and Inner Sect, along with all the disciples, broke out in a fine sweat on their foreheads.

They looked at Tan Yun, wanting to say something, but Dantai Xuanzhong shook his head at everyone.

In an instant, their hearts raced, and they fixed their gaze on Tan Yun.

At this moment, except for Zhong Wu Shi Yao, everyone looked at Tan Yun with extremely complicated emotions.

Some were shocked and moved; others were dissatisfied and filled with resentment!

The shock came from Tan Yun's willingness to sustain injuries and his surprising ability to defeat Ru Yan Chen; the feeling of being moved stemmed from the fact that, because of Tan Yun, the grand competition of the four techniques could proceed as scheduled the next day.

The dissatisfaction and resentment came from the obvious fact that Tan Yun had forced Ru Yan Wu Ji to the edge of a cliff and should have stopped, rather than risking their lives in a psychological game with him!

At this moment, the four elders of the eternal immortal sect and all the disciples didn't dare to breathe, their eyes glued to Tan Yun, terrified that he might accidentally choke the young master to death!

“Hehe.” Tan Yun looked at Ru Yan Wu Ji, a faint smile on his lips, and said firmly, “Don't try to scare me. If you keep talking like that, I'm really worried that my hand might shake and your son will meet his end!”

After saying this, Tan Yun shook his left arm, once again driving his fingers deeper into Ru Yan Chen's neck, causing blood to spurt out!

“Dad…” Ru Yan Chen was filled with terror!

“Tan Yun…” As soon as Ru Yan Wu Ji opened his mouth, he was coldly interrupted by Tan Yun, “Ru Yan Sovereign, if you can answer me a question, I will release your son.”

“Beast, say it!” Ru Yan Wu Ji’s face turned ashen.

“Have you ever heard of the soul partition rebirth technique?” After Tan Yun spoke, Ru Yan Wu Ji's face changed dramatically!

Dantai Xuanzhong also furrowed his brow, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at Tan Yun.

Zhuge Yu likewise stared intently at Tan Yun!

In contrast, the other elders, chiefs, and disciples all wore expressions of confusion. It was clear they had never heard of the soul partition rebirth technique!

Tan Yun noticed the change in Ru Yan Wu Ji's expression and chuckled, “Since you know, that makes things easier.”

“Ru Yan Sovereign, are you shocked that I know about the soul partition rebirth technique, which has been lost since the ancient era?”

“Hehe, let me tell you, your strength is unworthy of even carrying my master's shoes!”

“When I was young, my master forcibly separated a strand from each of my three souls and seven spirits using great divine abilities. The separated souls were then preserved through a special method.”