Published: February 25, 2025
At this moment, the death of Geqin brought about mixed feelings; some rejoiced while others were concerned.
The major chiefs who wanted to eradicate Tan Yun, along with the cunning elders from the nine meridians, secretly applauded Tuoba Yingying for killing Geqin.
It was evident that Tan Yun had completely offended Ge Qiukong, the sixth ancestral patriarch of the Wind Thunder Lineage.
After that, Tuoba Yingying jumped down from the high platform and approached Tan Yun, her expression somewhat grave.
“It’s alright, when soldiers come, we’ll fight them; when water comes, we’ll block it.” Although Tan Yun’s face was unrecognizable, there was no expression on it, yet his starry eyes were filled with an air of fearlessness!
At that moment, Yuwen Fengjun’s voice rang out again, “Now, in the last round of the third match, Tan Yun will face Zhuge Ke from the Beast Spirit Lineage. The two will compete for the last spot in the top four!”
On the Jade Tower, Duan Cangqiong silently moved his lips, whispering into Zhuge Ke’s ear, who was standing at the summit, “You know your aunt wants you to deal with Tan Yun.”
“Now that Tan Yun is heavily injured, you must seize the opportunity to kill him!”
“Also, if you cannot defeat him in the final battle, just escape from the high platform!”
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ke subtly nodded, then glanced at the battered Tan Yun, and said sinisterly, “Tan Holy Son, please!”
With that, Zhuge Ke energetically leaped onto the high platform.
“Roar, roar—”
Immediately, ten terrifying beast roars erupted from his body, and ten enormous phantom beasts appeared above him.
These ten gigantic creatures, each towering a hundred feet, were pitch black with long black fur, and their enormous eyes were a dark green!
They each had wings, and their tails swung slowly in the void, causing the sky to crack. Their limbs were robust and powerful, their massive bodies exuded a beauty of streamlined design, seemingly a masterpiece of the heavens and the embodiment of speed!
At this moment, within the phantoms of the ten gigantic beasts, sat a beast saint soul belonging to Zhuge Ke!
At the summit, over three million disciples gazed in shock at the ten colossal creatures above Zhuge Ke’s head:
“Oh heavens, could this be the Netherwing Panther? It's hard to believe that Zhuge Ke has refined the beast soul of the Netherwing Panther into his ten beast saint souls!”
“Yes! It is said that the Netherwing Panther has a minimum realm of fifth level mature stage and is renowned for its speed and strength! Even if Tan Yun were uninjured, he might not be Zhuge Ke’s match, and now, with his serious injuries, he has no chance of survival…”
As the disciples debated, on the high platform, the ten beast saint souls surged into Zhuge Ke's body. His muscles bulged and became rugged, and he seemed to have grown stronger, with a terrifying aura surging within him causing fear among the disciples at the summit!
Zhuge Ke beckoned to Tan Yun with his finger, his eyes gleaming with cold light, “Tan Holy Son, I would like to experience your body refinement technique; don’t let me down… Hahaha!”
As Tan Yun, seated cross-legged, rose with a cold smile, a Qiankun Ring descended from the sky, hovering in front of him. In his mind, the voice of Dantai Xuanzhong echoed, “The eleven Supreme Respect Grade Flying Swords are all inside. You are heavily injured now; you must end this quickly!”
Tan Yun nodded and drew the Qiankun Ring in front of him into the Qiankun Ring on his finger.
He gazed at Zhuge Ke and said lightly, “Rest assured, this holy son will not let you down!”
“Primordial Chaos Bloodline—Activate!”
“Primordial Chaos Body—Activate!”
“Primordial Divine Step!”
In an instant, Tan Yun’s body inflated to a height of ten feet, with spiritual power swirling around him as he vanished from the summit in a flash.
The next moment, he appeared above the high platform, flipped his right hand, and a purple Flying Sword emerged out of thin air. Then, Flying Sword Little Purple expanded to a height of six feet!