The fourth, most crucial round of the tournant is about to comnce.
Winning this round would an officially entering the Earth Division.
Therefore, all major demon clans are fully concentrated, especially those with Quasi-Emperors still in the ga.
Their hearts are in their throats, extrely tense.
Due to the uncertainty of their opponents, even the top strong persons among the Quasi-Emperors do not dare to say they can definitely advance.
The only ones who can relax are the major demon clans within the Qilin Camp.
As allies of the Qilin clan, they all enjoy the benefits of manipulation behind the scenes.
Especially the demon kings and demon venerables of the Qilin clan, who are extrely smug.
"Why worry? The first place is definitely ours anyway."
"The suspense is only about whether it will be Quasi-Emperor Qi Sheng or Quasi-Emperor Qi Yuan."
"Exactly, this round is just a formality."
"Only those third-rate demon clans need to be so nervous."
When the first group’s matchups were announced, the entire venue burst into an uproar.
"Ice Phoenix versus Peacock!"
"Whoa, this is a direct confrontation!"
"Ji Lin from the Ice Phoenix Race faced opponents who fought to the death in the first three rounds and is already injured."
"Peacock and the Phoenix Race... they are sworn enemies!"
"Seizing the chance when she’s down, a bit despicable!"
"This seems to be an attempt to exclude the Ice Phoenix Race from the top 32!"
Atop the grand hall, the Ice Phoenix Emperor couldn’t even spare the energy to bla the Qilin clan, only watching Ji Lin in the first group bubble with eyes full of worry.
After the grueling battles of the first three rounds, her white feathers, like ice sculptures, had beco disheveled, stained with blood.
Even before the battle comnced, there was already an aura of weakness and tragic poignancy.
This weighed heavily on her heart.
Then, the second group’s matchup was revealed.
The prodigy from the Dark Phoenix Lineage of the Phoenix Race was up against the seeded player Kun Ruo from the Kun Race, destined to be another colossal battle.
In the first three rounds, both achieved overwhelming victories.
The second group was most favored to advance to the top 8.
But after this round, one is bound to be blocked from entering the Earth Division.
The Ice Phoenix Emperor and the Kunpeng Emperor exchanged glances, both sighing inwardly.
There was no hatred between them, but now, with the Qilin clan dominating, knowing about the manipulation was futile.
The enemy clan had nurous people; they could live with having more Great Emperors, but they also had three tis more Quasi-Emperors.
They fully had the qualifications to manipulate the ga.
If a confrontation ensued, the Demon Realm would split, governing themselves separately, which would only make it more disadvantageous with the Immortal and Demon Realms taking advantage.
At least by turning a blind eye, they could maintain the façade of a united Demon Race.
In the third group, a Tiger Race prodigy faced the Golden Wolf Quasi-Emperor, while Chi Yan from the Fire Phoenix Race faced the Cyan Lion Quasi-Emperor from the Lion Race.
All four were equally capable of steadily advancing to the Earth Division, and now two unlucky ones would inevitably erge.
The Qilin clan was most wary of the Dragon and Phoenix, these two Ancient Royal Races of equal heritage.
This tournant, the arrangent of the first three groups, was precisely to suppress the three prodigies of the Phoenix Race.
This ti around, the Phoenix Race might be completely wiped out, with none advancing to the Earth Division.
As for the fourth group, it aid to trap the Dragon Race.
When the fourth group’s matchups were revealed, the astonishnt in the venue reached its peak.
Ao Yang of the Golden Dragon Race faced off against another Quasi-Emperor, the Poisonous Scale Insect from the Insect Race, the victor uncertain.
But what unsettled the venue the most was undoubtedly Brother Cheng’s situation.
The Azure Dragon Emperor had already garnered significant attention from the start, but upon seeing his matchup, many couldn’t believe it was Qi Sheng from the Qilin clan!
If this matchup had appeared before the first match, many would’ve described it as the weakest against the strongest.
Qi Sheng was a strong contender for the top spot, virtually guaranteed a place in the top three.
Brother Cheng, on the other hand, was the only early-stage Quasi-Emperor.
After three matches, everyone realized his strength was not as simple as just an early-stage Quasi-Emperor.
However, they at best considered him top 32 level.
Facing Qi Sheng directly in this matchup, isn’t this too much?
The Qilin clan is ruthless, set on crushing the Azure Dragon Race’s hopes with fierce montum!
Many demon clans in the fourth group’s audience cast sympathetic looks his way.
It’s a pity, after this, they won’t see the miraculous Azure Dragon Emperor again.
The Sparrow Demons regarded him as their best friend, now they felt it keenly, unable to get excited, all hanging their heads.
Cang Ji wore a face full of concern; the Great Emperor’s performance had exceeded his expectations, but unfortunately, he encountered Qi Sheng early.
Even at his peak, if he faced the latter, the outco would still be uncertain.
And he was once the third place.
"Great Emperor, you’ve done your best!"
He whispered tremulously: "Even if you lose this battle, you won’t have tarnished the Azure Dragon Emperor’s reputation!"
"If the situation becos critical, withdraw early, do not fight to the death, your future still awaits..."
Brother Cheng thought to himself, old man, don’t keep saying such pessimistic things, it’s so solemn it’s like erecting a death flag for .
And the Sparrow Demons, get hyped!
There’s no helping it; this top-notch cheer squad still isn’t very confident in him for the ti being.
Across from him, Mo Lin Qi Sheng’s entire body was pitch black, threads of Calamity Qi spreading with a heavy air of ominousness.
His dark green eyes fixed on Brother Cheng’s without moving, like a stone sculpture.
Brother Cheng guardedly said, "Why are you looking at so passionately, man? I don’t swing that way."
Qi Sheng replied emotionlessly, "I’m considering how to completely cripple you."
"Your spirit is comndable!"
"Heh, you won’t be smiling for much longer."
Unnoticed, strands of indistinct black Calamity Qi began spreading throughout the bubble.
"You’re done."
Qi Sheng’s massive body finally began to move, initiating the attack first.
Brother Cheng dodged in a flash, also activating the Wind Rule Brand to test the waters.
Invisible yet dangerous Gang Feng whooshed past; ordinary demons would imdiately be rendered skeletal upon contact.
However, the pervasive Calamity Qi seed completely unaffected.
Not only that, but monts ago Brother Cheng himself was nearly struck by Gang Feng, almost falling from mid-air.
If not for his exceptionally robust demon body, he might have been injured by this attack.
Such an excellent opportunity was sothing Qi Sheng would never miss.
His relentless and fierce attacks surged towards him.
Brother Cheng hastily maneuvered using Speed and Space Rules to counter.
But soon he discovered that his every shift and reposition deviated sowhat from his expectations.
Sotis, he even inexplicably flashed into the midst of the opponent’s attacks, as if offering himself up for a hit.
"What the heck is happening?"
So far, he was rely testing the waters, considering the two Qilin clan emperors were enemies; discerning this clan’s patterns was necessary.
Knocking the opponent down imdiately wouldn’t reveal anything.
"This is the Rule of Calamity."
Cang Ling’s voice transmitted.
"Within the range where Calamity Qi spreads, any of your actions might invite misfortune unfavorable to you."
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