Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao



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Balor's determination surged as he ascended further into the depths of the Sword Tower.

With each passing floor, the opponents grew stronger, their sword techniques more refined.

On the 27th floor, Balor found himself facing adversaries whose sword skills tested his limits.

Their precision and speed pushed him to the edge, and he could feel the strain on his body.

In a desperate bid to keep up with the relentless onslaught, Balor tapped into an advanced body movement technique he had learned from Arthur.

The technique exponentially increased his movement and attack speed, allowing him to match the ferocity of his opponents.

The battle unfolded with lightning speed.

Balor's body moved like a blur as he evaded strikes and retaliated with precise and devastating counterattacks.

His sword danced through the air, leaving trails of shimmering light in its wake.

The outer disciples watching from outside the tower could barely keep up with the flurry of movements.

Gasps and murmurs filled the air as they witnessed the display of Balor's newfound speed and agility.

Only the inner disciples and above could follow the battle clearly and some where even gaining comprehension.

"Did you see that? His movements are like a phantom!"

"He's become a whirlwind of steel! How can anyone keep up with him?"

'Hey, aren't they exaggerating a bit now?' Sun Wukong thought.

Sun Wukong's eyes blazed with fighting intent and his desire to spar with Balor was only growing stronger by the second and also...

'I must get Leader to train me also.'

Luke smiled as he saw Balor's progress, 'He really had grown much stronger.'

Within this time in the sect, Balor had shared his dreams and fears and he was genuinely happy for his friend.

Balor's swift and lethal strikes proved too much for his opponents to handle.

With each clash of swords, he emerged victorious, leaving the defeated puppets in his wake.

Floor after floor, Balor cleared his way through the tower with unwavering determination. The challenges grew more arduous, but he refused to back down.

On the 28th floor, he faced opponents who wielded advanced sword techniques with unparalleled precision.

But Balor's reflexes and instincts, honed by countless battles and Arthur's guidance, allowed him to parry and counter with unwavering focus.

The 29th floor tested his endurance, pitting him against opponents with relentless stamina.

However, Balor's indomitable willpower and unwavering spirit propelled him forward, his attacks growing stronger with each passing moment.

And on the 30th floor, he encountered adversaries who unleashed powerful sword techniques infused with elements of fire, lightning, and ice.

But Balor's determination burned brighter, and he channeled his inner strength to neutralize their assaults, adapting and countering with a resilience that surpassed his cultivation level.

As Balor triumphed on each floor, the crowd below erupted in cheers and applause. Their excitement was palpable, their faith in Balor's abilities growing along with their astonishment.

Yet, as he reached the 31st floor, a significant shift occurred.

The screen displaying Balor's battle within the tower went dark, cutting off the visual spectacle from the eyes of the onlookers.

Confusion and anticipation filled the air. The challenges of the last three floors were shrouded in mystery, known only to the Sect Elders and those of higher ranks.

The screen of the tower displayed only the floor number, leaving the spectators to wonder and speculate about Balor's progress.

Among the crowd, disciples exchanged puzzled glances.

"What happened? Why did the screen go off?"

"I guess the challenges from the 31st floor onward are hidden from us."

"They must be truly formidable if even the visual display is restricted."

Meanwhile, above the tower, the Sect Leader and the vice sect leader observed the turn of events with surprise.

The vice sect leader's skepticism had turned to intrigue.

"I did not expect this disciple to make it this far," the vice sect leader muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowed in contemplation.

'Things are getting out of hand. I need to make some moves in advanced then. Nothing must go wrong,' the thoughts of the vice sect leader were complimented with a dangerous glint in his eyes that was very well concealed.

But the Sect Leader senses a slightly reverberation of killing intent with his sharp senses.

'It appears he is getting anxious. Junior Brother, do you think I don't know?'

The sect leader, though maintaining his calm demeanor, couldn't help but feel a flicker of astonishment.

Balor's progress had exceeded his expectations, raising questions about the true extent of the disciple's potential.

"Arthur's claim that Balor will clear the tower is becoming a reality," the sect leader thought, a sense of satisfaction creeping into his mind.

This was good news, very beneficial to the sect.

At the same time his resolve concerning a certain matter became strengthened.

'I will not allow things to go wrong...not this time, Junior Brother.'

The sect leader continued to observe, knowing that Balor's success would change a lot of his plans.

There are some things going on in the shadows and this trend is not only in his sect but in the whole continent.

He has to be proactive if he wants to be among those left standing while others fall to the winds of change.

Meanwhile, Balor stood on the 31st floor, ready to face the hidden trials that awaited him, could not be aware of the thoughts and expectations that rested upon him.

"I have made it this far and everything has been going according to Master's predictions. Now I just need to keep following his instructions."

Balor thought of the instructions and guidance he received from Arthur right before he came out to challenge the tower.

At first he was confused why his master was giving him so much detailed instructions, but now he knew better.

"Master must either be incredibly smart to predict everything I face and the outcome of it or he has mystical powers beyond my current understanding or...both." Balor concluded.

But Balor shook his head to leave those thoughts for later and face the next challenge with much more confidence.

'Since everything is going according to plan then I will surely succeed!'

He knew that the challenges ahead would be even more formidable, but his resolve burned brighter than ever.

With every step, he inched closer to uncovering his true potential and solidifying his place among the elite of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

As the spectators below awaited the next glimpse of Balor's progress, the air buzzed with excitement and anticipation.

The Sword Tower held secrets and trials that would shape the destinies of those who dared to challenge it.

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