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Against The Sky Supreme

Chapter 980: "Uprooted? 🌱"

Published: February 25, 2025

“Old man, aren’t you afraid of twisting your tongue while boasting? If you have the ability, then keep chasing! If you don’t chase, you’re my grandson!”

After Tan Yun’s mocking words, his body suddenly shrank, returning to a normal height. He quickly changed into a purple robe and summoned the Supreme Exquisite Holy Tower, allowing it to fly onto the Spirit Vessel.

The grand marshals of the Northern Expedition and Xizhen each piloted a Mid-grade Sub-Immortal Artifact Spirit Vessel, carrying their respective generals, in pursuit of Tan Yun.

The two Spirit Vessels were only thirty thousand miles away from the one piloted by Tan Yun. Unfortunately, since their vessels were of the same grade as the one Tan Yun had seized, they were unable to catch up with him!

At this moment, Huang Lie and Han Guo were also piloting the Spirit Vessel of the grand marshal of Nanding, relentlessly chasing after Tan Yun!

The anger of everyone was palpable. They never expected that while suffering heavy losses, Tan Yun would seize their Spirit Vessel and escape at a critical moment!

Inside the tenth floor of the Supreme Exquisite Holy Tower, one day outside equaled six months inside. After just half an hour had passed outside, Tan Yun had already recovered from his injuries.

Then, Tan Yun moved to the second floor of the tower and tightly embraced Nangong Yuqin.

Nangong Yuqin nestled in Tan Yun's arms, feeling touched as she said, "You’ve worked hard for me."

"It’s nothing difficult," Tan Yun replied with a slight smile.

Nangong Yuqin, looking worried, said, "This place is still over three months away from the Huangfu Sacred Sect. Although fleeing into the emperor Tuoba Sacred Dynasty may help us evade our pursuers, what if we inadvertently fall into their hands and be hunted by them instead? What will we do then?"

"It won't happen," Tan Yun confidently answered. "Just leave the rest to me, you don't need to worry."

After speaking, Tan Yun exchanged a few pleasantries with Yuqin's grandfather and her uncles before changing his appearance to that of a sixty-year-old man with golden eyebrows, leaving the Holy Tower and appearing on the Spirit Vessel.

Watching Tan Yun's departing figure, Yin Baiwen felt relieved and said, "Qinger, your grandfather is truly happy to see you found such a good partner. If your mother were here, she would be equally pleased."

...

The next day, as night fell and snowflakes danced in the air,

"Whoosh!"

Tan Yun sped through the air in the Spirit Vessel, like a bolt of lightning, entering the airspace above the western borders of the emperor Tuoba Sacred Dynasty.

"Who goes there?!" a furious shout rang out as Tan Yun vanished into the horizon.

Moments later, Huang Lie, along with the grand marshals of Xizhen and Northern Expedition, piloted their vessels, abruptly halting their flight and hovering outside the border of the Tuoba Sacred Dynasty.

A moment later, Liu Wanchuan's Spirit Vessel caught up with them.

The grand marshal of the Northern Expedition looked at Liu Wanchuan with a grave expression, saying, "Great Offering, we are now within the territory of the Tuoba Sacred Dynasty. Our Sacred Sect is deadly enemies with them, and I fear that if we intrude, it will provoke a war."

"Indeed." Liu Wanchuan nodded in agreement. "I’ll use my spiritual sense to lock onto Tan Yun’s location. Please consult the holy lord on what we should do next."

...

At the same time, the Nangong Holy Lord, who was personally overseeing the construction of the Nangong Sacred Dynasty, felt a vibration in his chest.

He took out the Supreme Sub-Immortal Mirror from his clothing, and a voice that mixed respect with unwillingness echoed from it, "Reporting to the holy lord, I failed in my mission. Tan Yun has escaped into the Tuoba Sacred Dynasty."

"What did you say?!" The Nangong Holy Lord's face twisted in fury. "Tan Yun killed the Holy Mother and my mother-in-law, and with so many of you, you let him escape!"

"Please, holy lord, calm your anger." After a moment of silence, the resolute voice of the grand marshal of the Northern Expedition came from the mirror. "I will pursue him right away..."