In the outside world.

"Tarot, there are still three rounds left. Do you still want to continue?"

Aatrox teased.

Now, only three out of the 17 matches remained.

The battle lasted through the night into the day.

After 14 rounds, Aatrox's side was only one round ahead.

Both sides suffered casualties.

Only the Elder Tarot and two other elders were left among the participants from the Lome race. The other members had all died in the battle.

On Wang Zhixing's side, the situation was slightly better than Elder Tarot's. Only one person had been sacrificed.

Not only had Wang Zhixing lost an arm in the battle, but his vitality had also been greatly damaged. It had hurt his very foundation. Therefore, it was likely that he would not be able to go far on the path of cultivation in the future.

Even though he won in the end and killed his Babatu as he wished, the price he paid was simply too great.

Only Zhao Xuanxuan, Ma Qingxue, and the Elder Tarot had yet to participate in the battle.

On the other side, Aatrox, Soko, and a right deputy were left.

They were the three strongest people.

The strength of Aatrox's deputies was about the same.

From this, it could be seen that the remaining three matches were extremely difficult for Zhao Xuanxuan, Ma Qingxue, and Elder Tarot.

Now that Aatrox's side was in the lead, they had the advantage.

Unless Zhao Xuanxuan and the rest won all their matches, they wouldn't win.

But this was very difficult, almost impossible.

Aatrox was as strong as a cultivator in the Soul Transformation realm, and he would be even stronger if he fought seriously.

If Aatrox took the field, he would win, which meant they would have two victories.

Tarot thought, given the strength of Zhao Xuanxuan and company, there was a high chance that they could achieve two victories.

If that was the case, both sides would have the same number of victories, which would be a draw.

If it was a draw, it would still be deemed a loss for Aatrox's side.

As such, if Aatrox kept their promise, they would only leave obediently.



Aatrox flew out of his camp and grinned at Elder Tarot right then. "Tarot, didn't you want to kill me? I'll give you a chance. Will you do it?"

Elder Tarot sneered coldly before striding forward. "Why wouldn't I dare?!"

His target had always been Aatrox.

He knew Aatrox's strength very well. Elder Raven knew that he probably couldn't beat Aatrox, but he didn't care.

Even if he were to die, he had to rip off a piece of the other party's flesh.

In addition, according to Wang Zhixing, his strength was not the strongest among the cultivators present.

He said that Zhao Xuanxuan and Ma Qingxue were stronger than him.

Zhao Xuanxuan had the Fire Phoenix Soul and had reached the Nascent Soul realm a long time ago. Although she wasn't proficient in the cultivation methods of the various specializations, she was already familiar with them.

Ma Qingxue had a Frost Soul. Due to her extended breathing exercises, in the beginning, her foundation was extremely stable.

Other than Qin Chuan, she was the first to reach the Nascent Soul realm.

Besides, both of them had a close relationship with Qin Chuan.

Zhao Xuanxuan was Qin Chuan's younger sister. Although the two of them were not related by blood, Qin Chuan treated her better than a biological sister.

Ma Qingxue was Qin Chuan's partner.

Therefore, the two of them enjoyed a much better treatment than the others. Their magical artifacts and treasures were all top-grade.

After learning of this, Tarot felt that given their strength, they would likely win.

But that was only if they didn't meet Aatrox.

Now that Aatrox had taken the initiative to call out Tarot, he certainly wouldn't refuse.

After a short while, both sides entered the barrier and prepared to fight.

When enemies meet, their eyes burn with hatred.

Tarot didn't say anything. He immediately attacked Aatrox.

He knew that Aatrox was powerful and could kill him, but he was fearless. He used his full strength in every attack.

Taro had added a hundred times the gravity to his body, increasing his strength to the maximum.

The power of his punch was equivalent to dozens of nuclear bombs exploding. It was enough to destroy a large country.

However, his attacks could not threaten Aatrox at all.

Aatrox came from an extremely ancient race known as the Fire Demon Race.

The Fire Demons lived in volcanoes and fed on fire.

It was said that the powerful Fire Demon warriors could enter the stars and absorb the energy of the stars to strengthen themselves.

Aatrox's birth had been rather bumpy.

Among the babies born at the same time as him, his body was the weakest. He was despised by his clansmen since he was young. Even his parents did not like him.

As he had been ostracized by his clansmen, Altox yearned to become powerful.

He dreamed of making those who bullied him and mocked him submit to him one day.

By chance, young Aatrox encountered the Beast Taming Corps.

He saw the Beast Pet Army behind the Beast Taming Corps and saw hope.

Thus, he joined the Beast Taming Corps without hesitation.

After hundreds of years of hard work, he went from a novice to a team leader.

The Beast Taming Corps might look impressive.

However, the competition behind the glamor was huge. All resources had to be obtained by oneself.

Only Aatrox himself knew how difficult it was for him to rise up so quickly.

His story confirmed the old saying—rewards only with effort.

Although Aatrox's strength was not enough to put him among the strongest in the entire universe, he believed that he could definitely reach that height with his own efforts.

This time, if he could bring back the [Ancestral Stone] of the Lome race, the rewards would be extremely rich.

Aatrox couldn't miss this opportunity.

Therefore, he had to bring the [Ancestral Stone] back no matter what.

To him, all those promises were just empty words.

These people really think that I'll follow through. They are too naive and stupid.

Aatrox smiled mockingly at Tarot, who was working hard to attack him.

In his eyes, Tarot was like a clown, allowing him to play as he wished.

After dozens of rounds, Tarot stopped attacking.

Hu hu hu!

Tarot panted heavily. The series of attacks earlier had consumed a lot of his stamina.

Aatrox patted his upper body, then folded his arms and said in a deep voice, "Tarot, is this your full strength?

"And you want to kill me? Dream on.

"It's time for the boring battle to end."

With that, his figure suddenly disappeared like air.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Tarot.

Tarot was shocked and quickly assumed a defensive posture.

Aatrox sneered and raised his fist to casually strike at Tarot.

Tarot lifted his arms to block.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Tarot's arms immediately twisted before his body was sent flying backward like a bullet.

Along the way, Aatrox's figure vanished once more, and then he appeared above Tarot.

He raised his leg and landed a sideways kick on Tarot.

Tarot couldn't retaliate at all. Although he managed to block Aatrox's attack once again, the powerful impact immediately shattered his skeleton.

Tarot spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly became exceptionally weak.

Aatrox looked at Taro mockingly.

He put up his index finger, and a small flame appeared out of thin air.

"Goodbye, Tarot!"

Aatrox flicked the small flame.

The small flame shuttled towards Tarot at an extremely fast speed.

Tarot endured the pain in his body. Knowing that he was powerless to turn the tables, he did not intend to dodge.

Just as the small flame was about to strike his body, he smiled at his clansmen, Wang Zhixing and the others.

In the next moment…

The small flame hit his body.

Tarot's body immediately turned to ashes.