Published: February 25, 2025
Tan Yun's decisive action to kill in one strike sent chills down the spines of the disciples preparing to battle him!
They finally realized that a person at the eighth layer of the divine soul realm, without the ability to challenge at a higher level, would only be slaughtered by Tan Yun!
"My Danmai disciples are not cowards, what are you hesitating for?" Gongsun Yangchun on the pavilion said undoubtedly: "For the sake of the Chief, do whatever it takes to exhaust Tan Yun's strength!"
Faced with the insult, Tan Yun did not retaliate; his expression was eerily calm. Then, he unleashed the primordial divine step, appearing as if there were three Tan Yuns simultaneously, almost instantaneously appearing to the left, right, and behind the Danmai disciple, each swinging a sword!
"Slash!"
"Slash!"
"Slash!"
One sword severed the Danmai disciple's right arm that held the weapon, another sword cut through the man's waist, and the final sword sent the man's head flying!
"Drip, drop—"
Blood and leftover body parts mixed together, falling into the void...
"No..."
After the nine thunder divine souls drilled out of the fallen head, Tan Yun waved his left arm, immediately causing the flying sword that had fallen from the disciple's death to slice through the nine thunder divine souls!
"Kill!" At this moment, a spirit talisman disciple at the eighth layer of the divine soul realm soared toward Tan Yun, waving his right hand, and suddenly, a fire attribute supreme sub-respect grade talisman—the Raging Sea of Fire Talisman—shot out of his sleeve and exploded with a loud bang!
"Whoosh—"
Immediately, it transformed into a deep green sea of fire that spanned thousands of feet, distorting the void, swallowing Tan Yun whole!
"My talisman is of supreme sub-respect grade, Tan Yun you're doomed, ah hahahaha..."
The disciple's excited voice abruptly stopped, for Tan Yun had vanished unharmed from the Raging Sea of Fire, gripping the disciple's neck with one hand.
"Tan, Tan... Yun, how can you not be afraid of fire..." The disciple gasped, terrified in his eyes, "You are not... you are simply not human..."
Tan Yun ignored him, coldly saying: "This talisman can burn for three breaths, and there are still two breaths left, enjoy it yourself."
The moment Tan Yun loosened his grip on the man's neck, his left palm casually slapped against the disciple's chest.
"Crack!"
"Poof!"
With a chilling sound of bones cracking, the disciple's chest caved in, spitting out blood as his body was blasted back into the sea of fire like a cannonball.
"No... No!!"
"Tan Yun, I curse you to die a terrible death..."
The horrifying screams that sent chills down spines gradually quieted. When the Raging Sea of Fire dissipated without a trace, the sky was empty, and the disciple's body and divine soul turned to ashes!
This scene deeply shocked the hearts of many disciples; the power of the fire attribute supreme sub-respect grade talisman was enough to rival a full-force attack from a cultivator at the great perfection of the divine soul realm.
Everyone was puzzled as to why Tan Yun, merely at the fourth layer of the divine soul realm, was able to remain unscathed in the raging sea of fire.
Only Tuoba Yingying, Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and Xue Ziyan understood that Tan Yun, possessing the primordial flame, feared nothing more than raging fire!
Let alone a mere fire attribute supreme sub-respect grade talisman, even the true fire of the ancient divine bird Phoenix could inflict no harm on Tan Yun.
At this moment, Huangfu Yu, disguised as a man, looked at Tan Yun with admiration and reverence, her heart racing...
"Don't stop, continue the attack!" Feng Qingcheng stared fiercely at Tan Yun, mercilessly issuing orders to the team of Formation Lineage disciples preparing for a life-and-death battle!
"Kill!"
A female disciple from the eighth layer of the divine soul realm in the Formation Lineage, suppressing her fear of Tan Yun, summoned her Qiankun Ring, and twenty-one flying swords shot toward Tan Yun.