Crack! Crack! Crack!
The earth split open as Balu's battered body carved a trench in the ground for hundreds of ters before finally coming to a stop.
"Holy Son! Holy Son!"
The Beast Clan disciples couldn't believe what had just happened, but they still rushed toward Balu without hesitation.
If Balu were to die before their eyes, especially within the Trial Tower, their own survival would be in serious jeopardy. Nothing was more important than their lives.
Even though they didn't understand how Ye Fan had managed such a turnaround, they were too concerned to worry about anything else and imdiately set out to check on Balu's condition.
The Beast Clan disciples transford and increased their speed.
They soon found Balu, who was on the brink of death in the trench.
At this mont, Balu was no longer the invincible warrior he once was. His dragon scales were shattered, exposing his flesh beneath, with a gaping wound in his chest, blood and at in a ss.
"Get... get away!"
"No need... to help !"
"A Beast Clan warrior... even if we die in battle, we must fall facing the enemy!"
Balu pushed away the Beast Clan disciples who tried to help him up.
He used one hand to block the wound in his chest while using the other to brace himself against the trench as he stood, gazing at Ye Fan hovering in the sky.
"This battle... I lost!"
"Tell ! Where are you from?"
While coughing up blood, Balu shouted loudly.
Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head in resignation.
The resilience of the Beast Clan was truly remarkable. Any ordinary Human Clan would have crumbled under such severe injuries. Yet, this person could still speak—far more extre than anyone from the Bull Demon Clan.
Ye Fan's punch was not just a display of ordinary strength; it also carried the imnse offensive sharpness of emperor-tier weapons, continuously damaging his opponent's flesh. The agony was beyond ordinary imagination.
Balu's willpower earned Ye Fan's respect.
"I am Ye Fan from Jing Nation, a disciple of Dean Gu Lan!"
Ye Fan revealed his origins.
Given the Beast Clan's power, they could easily verify his background, so there was no need to hide anything.
"Jing Nation, Ye Fan, Gu Lan..."
Balu silently repeated these nas in his mind, seemingly wanting to rember them forever.
He canceled his dragon transformation and spat out another mouthful of blood, with his chest wound bleeding profusely like a fountain.
Balu stuffed his hand into the wound to stop the bleeding and then took an imperial-grade healing pill, which imdiately halted the blood flow.
Next, he took out a token.
"You won this battle."
"This is the Beast Clan's points token, now belongs to you."
Balu crushed the token, and the points were imdiately transferred to the nearest opposing faction's token.
The closest faction to Beast Clan was naturally Ye Fan.
Seeing the points on the token shoot from single digits to double digits, Ye Fan wore a simple smile.
He hadn't expected that by rely standing up for the Bull Demon Clan, he would gain such benefits.
"Rember the na Balu. When we et again in the finals, I will definitely defeat you!"
Crushing his own points token, Balu activated the Trial Tower's restriction, and his form began to turn transparent, being imdiately teleported out.
The remaining Beast Clan disciples looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Balu was their strongest mber, and all the points were in his hands.
With Balu eliminated, they now had no points left.
Whether to follow the Holy Son's lead or find another way to acquire points and advance in the elimination rounds was a question they had never considered.
Not only had they not thought about it, but other forces in the Immortal Realm hadn't either.
Outside the Trial Tower.
Countless forces gazed up at the five Trial Towers in The 33rd Sky of Divine Realm, with disciples from various factions being teleported out near the Trial Tower.
Most of them were from Lower Realm forces.
This was normal, as the Earthly Realm's strength was the weakest.
Even in the elimination rounds, their strength remained at the bottom.
"Ah! Wrong bet again!"
"These Earthly Realm forces are so disappointing; relying on them to win spirit stones is harder than relying on the Seven Great Houses for alms!"
"Haha! I bet on Lanyan Royal School. So far, I haven't seen their disciples eliminated. It seems promising."
"If Lanyan Royal School can advance a team in the elimination rounds, they would definitely be the strongest dark horse force in this Great Competition of All Clans, no doubt about it."
Various forces discussed animatedly, with the most intense discussions coming from gamblers.
While they were talking, an unexpected figure appeared before them.
"That's Beast Clan's Holy Son Balu! How could he be eliminated too? Unbelievable!"
"Damn it! I bet on Beast Clan to win the Tower of Beast first place and wagered a thousand top-grade spirit stones, just hoping to earn so spirit stones! Now that Balu's been eliminated, it's like my loss is guaranteed!"
"I'm furious! I'm livid!"
"Haha! I bet ten spirit stones on Beast Clan's elimination!"
Seeing Balu's appearance, so were thrilled while others were dismayed.
Of course, the most incredulous were the accompanying elders from Beast Clan.
An Imperial Realm elder imdiately ca to Balu's side to tend to his injuries.
Before he could inquire further, another Beast Clan disciple with a bruised face was teleported out.
One by one, Beast Clan disciples were eliminated.
Each one was injured, though not as severely as Balu.
"What's going on?"
The accompanying Beast Clan elder's face darkened.
The other Beast Clan disciples lowered their heads, afraid to answer.
They didn't dare to say that they had been beaten by a single person.
Just monts ago, so had wanted to avenge their Holy Son by proposing to gang up on Ye Fan.
With so many of them, they couldn't lose to a Lower Realm genius, especially one who had already fought with their Holy Son.
The result was clear—they were beaten by Ye Fan.
"Elder, please don't be angry."
"I will explain the situation to you."
At this mont, Balu began to recount the events to the accompanying elder, including the terrifying talent of Ye Fan.
Whether it was his demonic skills or the fusion of emperor-tier weapon techniques, these were not skills ordinary Saint Stage disciples could master.
Such a powerful talent, though from the Lower Realm, still had the potential to be recruited.
If recruitnt failed, the Beast Clan had other thods.
"A re Lower Realm could produce such a genius. Your defeat is not unjust!"
"This elimination round may be lost, but there will be another chance. However, the points available in the next elimination round will be lower."
"It seems that the Beast Clan will not achieve any good rankings before the finals."
Upon hearing the details and Ye Fan's strength, the accompanying Beast Clan elder did not pursue further bla.
He looked at Balu and advised, "You are seriously injured. Even with the Ancient Dragon bloodline, recovery will take so ti. Use this opportunity to seclude yourself and prepare thoroughly for the finals."
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