Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao



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"What so fast?!"

"How did this guy get so strong all of a sudden? I mean I did better than him in the Sect Entrance Examinations?!" One Outer Court disciple exclaimed.

One wanted to voice his doubts that it was just luck, "Well I think this was just a flu-?!"

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But Balor's ascension to the next floor shut him up.

And this time, unlike the time when the entered the sect for the first time, Balor's battle within the tower is fully displayed for all to see.

It was also the same with Crixus recent attempt.

As Balor swiftly ascended to the third floor of the Sword Tower, the onlookers stood in stunned silence. The speed at which he progressed left them in awe.

"He's already on the third floor?!" one disciple exclaimed, disbelief coloring their voice.

"He's like a flash of lightning," another murmured, eyes wide with astonishment.

Within the Sword Tower, Balor faced a series of sword-wielding puppets. They moved with precision and grace, their blades gleaming in the dimly lit chamber.

Balor's sword skills were put to the test as he clashed with the puppets. His movements were fluid and precise, a testament to his training under Arthur's guidance.

'I have indeed gotten much stronger!' Balor thought in calmness as he felt a rush of excitement.

If it was before he would have voice his thoughts in glee, but after spending time with Arthur he had learnt to be calmer.

The air crackled with the energy of their confrontation. Balor's sword intent, honed through countless hours of practice, melded seamlessly with his speed and strength intent.

With each swing of his blade, the puppets were disarmed and dismantled, their wooden bodies falling to the ground in defeat.

The onlookers outside the tower gasped and applauded as they witnessed Balor's mastery over the puppets. His swift and precise strikes left no doubt about his skill.

Arthur, observing from a distance, couldn't help but nod his head. Balor's progress was within his expectations. The disciple had truly absorbed the essence of his teachings.

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Balor's journey through the Sword Tower continued, his steps echoing through the empty corridors. Each floor brought new challenges, and Balor faced them head-on, his determination unyielding.

With every battle, his sword skills and understanding of sword intent grew stronger. The puppets became mere obstacles in his path, no match for his evolving expertise.

Floor after floor, Balor's speed and agility allowed him to outmaneuver his opponents, his strength cutting through their defenses with ease.

Onlookers outside the tower could only marvel at the sight. They watched as Balor climbed higher and higher, his progress swift and unstoppable.

By the time Balor reached the 25th floor, a crowd had gathered at the base of the tower. Whispers of his accomplishments filled the air.

"Did you see that move? It was as if he anticipated the puppet's attack before it even happened."

"I heard he defeated them all without breaking a sweat. He's truly extraordinary."

"What's wrong with everyone? This isn't the most astonishing fact!" One of them voiced his mild frustration.

"Then what is?"

"What is? Can't you recall that Balor was far less powerful three months ago? What I want to know is how did he get so fucking strong, so fucking fast!"

Others took a few steps away from the disciple who said that wondering what was up with him.

Although they also shared the same thoughts, but, people were hypocrites.

Balor, standing on the 25th floor, caught his breath, his eyes focused on the puppets who looked like battle hardened sword warriors. His body glistened with a sheen of perspiration, but his spirit burned bright.

With a deep breath, Balor tightened his grip on his sword and stepped forward, ready to face the trials of the higher floors.

Unbeknownst to Balor, Arthur observed his progress with a mix of pride and anticipation. He knew that Balor's journey was far from over, and greater challenges awaited him.

"He's doing exceptionally well," Arthur remarked to the three women beside him, his voice filled with admiration. "But the true test lies ahead."

The women nodded in agreement, their eyes fixed on Balor's figure. They could sense the intensity of the trials yet to come.

As Balor prepared to conquer the next set of challenges, Arthur's words echoed in his mind.

"Remember, Balor, the Sword Tower tests not only your physical prowess but also your mental fortitude. Stay focused, and the path to victory will reveal itself."

With renewed determination, Balor continued his ascent, his sword poised and his spirit unyielding.

The crowd below watched in anticipation, their hopes riding on the young disciple who had dared to challenge the Sword Tower. They knew that in his success lay the possibility of breaking the limitations that had bound them.

As Balor reached the 25th floor, a palpable shift in the atmosphere signaled a significant threshold. The opponents awaiting him were stronger and more formidable than ever before.

With a calm resolve, Balor activated the power of the Overlord Sword Technique, causing a ripple of astonishment among the spectators. The air crackled with anticipation as the battle commenced.

The puppet before Balor moved with a newfound agility, its sword technique showcasing a level of skill beyond the previous opponents. Yet Balor stood undeterred, his eyes focused and his grip firm on his blade.

Their swords clashed with a resounding impact, the sound reverberating through the chamber. Balor's attacks were swift and precise, his movements guided by the mastery of the Overlord Sword Technique.

As the battle escalated, Balor's strikes revealed a level of sword intent rarely seen among outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. His attacks held a ferocity and grace that spoke of deep understanding.

The spectators watched in awe as Balor's sword danced with an otherworldly elegance. Each swing, parry, and thrust carried a weight that defied his cultivation level.

With a final burst of energy, Balor unleashed a devastating sword attack, backed by his formidable sword intent. A surge of power coalesced into a massive slash-shaped energy construct, slicing through the air with unstoppable force.

The puppet stood no chance against the onslaught. It shattered under the sheer might of Balor's strike, fragments of wood scattering across the floor.

As silence filled the chamber, Balor stood slightly out of breath, his gaze fixed on the remains of his defeated opponent. The spectators erupted into applause and cheers, their astonishment clear on their faces.

"He's cleared the 25th floor... and with such ease!" one disciple exclaimed, unable to contain their excitement.

"I've never seen anyone asides Invincible and Crixus clear the tower with such skill and speed," another murmured, eyes wide with admiration.

Balor, his heart filled with satisfaction, knew that he had surpassed the expectations of many. He had become the next disciple to conquer beyond the 25th floor, breaking the limitations that had bound others before him.

A sense of pride washed over Arthur as he witnessed Balor's triumph from a distance. He saw the determination etched on Balor's face and knew that he was ready for even greater challenges ahead.

"He's done it," Arthur whispered to the three women by his side, his voice filled with a mixture of pride and anticipation. "But there is more."

The women nodded, their eyes gleaming with admiration for Balor's remarkable feat. They could sense that the trials yet to come would push him to his limits.

As Balor caught his breath and prepared to continue his ascent, a renewed sense of purpose filled his heart. He knew that every step he took in the Sword Tower was a step towards his own growth and the realization of his true potential.

The crowd below, their spirits lifted by Balor's success, cheered him on, their voices echoing through the chamber.

Balor's journey through the tower had become a symbol of inspiration and hope. And as he set his sights on the challenges ahead, the spectators remained in awe, eager to witness the unfolding of his extraordinary story.

At this time, many of them had thoughs of joining the Invincible Sword Faction.

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