232: Chapter 231 You dare to interfere? Don't forget the rules!

"Young Lord!!" A group of alien Prodigies shouted in unison, their voices laced with a hint of fear.

They watched helplessly as Xia Jin's fist pierced through Young Master's abdomen; this sight nearly stopped their hearts from beating.

Not far away, the two Elders of the alien race stood up abruptly at the same time.

Elder Wuhuan's eyes twitched wildly, and even his breathing became rapid.

No, absolutely not. Young Master must not die here. If Young Lord died, then the consequences... they dared not continue to think about it.

According to the rules of the Stone Race's Yellow Crystal Lineage, even if they could safely return to the clan, what awaited them would certainly not be forgiveness.

"Let's attack together!!" Elder Wuhuan glanced at the old woman beside him. The ground beneath his feet had already begun to crack, and an extremely powerful earthy-yellow spiritual light erupted from his body, clearly preparing to intervene by force.

"Elder Wuhuan, you must clarify one thing before you make a move." Second Hall Master Zhan Tiangang's gaze had already landed on this alien Elder.

He stood with his hands behind his back, no spiritual light surging from his body, nor did he emit any Aura. He stood there quietly, yet he felt like a towering mountain spanning between heaven and earth, causing everyone to feel an insurmountable sense of suffocation.

"On the battle stage, life and death do not matter." "This is a rule tacitly approved by the higher-ups of both sides. Since your alien race and our Human Race have agreed to resolve disputes in this manner, you must abide by this rule."

"If you dare to interfere..." Second Hall Master did not finish his sentence, merely tilting his head slightly to glance at the ethereal sky in the distance.

"At that time, not only will all of you have to die here." "Even your entire Stone Race will have to face punishment."

"You..." Elder Wuhuan clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms, drawing blood. The old woman in black armor beside him was the same. The faces of both were as dark as the bottom of a pot.

As for Second Hall Master, he smiled happily. He turned to look at Fifth Hall Master beside him. Fifth Hall Master Xiao Juechen was stroking his beard at this moment, the wrinkles on his face crinkling into a chrysanthemum-like smile.

"How is it?" Fifth Hall Master raised an eyebrow, his tone full of pride, "Wasn't my decision back then brilliant and heroic? A Wisdom Eye for talent?"

"Alright, alright," Second Hall Master waved his hand, interrupting his self-aggrandizement, "If you keep going, I'm afraid you'll claim to be the greatest talent scout in the history of the Divine Palace."

"Isn't it so?" Fifth Hall Master glared unconvinced.

Second Hall Master did not reply, merely smiling and shaking his head, his gaze returning to the figure on the battle stage. That figure stood tall like a pine, proud and upright. A trace of sincere admiration flashed in his eyes. This child... is truly remarkable.

On the other side of the battle stage, the reaction of Marquis Chu and the others was much more direct.

"I... this Junior Brother Xia! It seems that when he sparred with me, he still held back some of his strength!" Marquis Chu took a deep breath, but still could not calm the shock in his heart.

After a long while, he finally found his voice. "This... this is just too fierce..." His voice was trembling, not out of fear, but out of excitement, "One punch... one punch directly punched a hole through that guy's stomach??"

"I haven't been impressed by many people in my life, but Junior Brother Xia, I'm impressed! Completely impressed!" He put his hands on his hips, his chest puffed out high, looking even more triumphant than if he had won the fight himself.

"Did you see that? The looks on those aliens' faces, hahahaha! Like they ate shit! Satisfying! Truly satisfying!!"

On the battle stage, Xia Jin pulled his arm back. With a dull thud, he slowly withdrew the fist that had pierced Young Master's abdomen.

The moment the fist was withdrawn, it brought with it a burst of crimson blood mist, which evaporated and dissipated in the lingering warmth of the white flames.

Young Master's body lost its support, like a puppet with cut strings, stumbling back two steps, and then, "Bang." He fell heavily to the ground. Face up.

The wound on his abdomen was strikingly visible, a fist-sized blood hole piercing through his body. But he did not die. In fact, it didn't even count as a fatal wound.

The Physique of the Stone Race far exceeded ordinary imagination. Especially the direct Bloodline of the Yellow Crystal Lineage; their vitality was tenacious to a nearly perverted degree. A wound like having the abdomen pierced would be enough to kill an ordinary person ten times over, but for Young Master, it was merely a "serious injury."

"I... will not lose..." "This Young Lord... cannot lose..."

A surging, earthy-yellow spiritual light suddenly erupted from his body. The light was like a volcanic eruption, enveloping him completely. At the wound on his abdomen, the flesh began to squirm and grow frantically, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His bones made "click-clack" sounds, and his muscles tensed to the limit. But he stood up. Staggeringly, he stood up.

He stood before Xia Jin, his chest heaving violently, his breathing as heavy as a bellows. Although the bleeding from the abdominal wound had stopped, the shocking blood hole still remained, and the new flesh at the edges was still slightly squirming.

He raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then, he looked up, staring fixedly at Xia Jin. In those golden eyes, a nearly insane will was burning.

"Three moves... have passed." "Now..." He suddenly opened his arms and roared to the sky. The roar contained endless anger, humiliation, and killing intent. "I want you to die!!!"

On the back of his right hand, that yellow crystal suddenly erupted with blinding light. The light spread along his arm, quickly covering his entire body. Then, a shocking transformation began.

Young Master's body began to twist and shrink in a strange way. The flesh on his body seemed to be drained in an instant, quickly withering. On that withered skin, dense golden patterns emerged; these were the Bloodline runes of the Yellow Crystal Lineage.

Immediately after, those runes began to glow. One yellow crystal after another grew from within his body, covering his surface. Those crystals presented a perfect hexahedral structure, each one crystal-clear, with golden light flowing within. They were stacked layer upon layer, wrapping Young Master's entire body tightly.

When the transformation stopped, Young Master had completely changed his appearance. He was no longer that The Ethereal Young Master from before. At this moment, he was more like a skeleton wrapped in yellow crystals. That layer of yellow crystals covered every corner of his body like armor.

His eye sockets were deeply sunken, with two balls of golden flames dancing inside; those were his eyes.

Xia Jin frowned slightly. He looked up and down at Young Master's appearance, his eyes filled with a bit of disgust and curiosity. "What kind of thing has this guy turned into?" Xia Jin muttered to himself.

Young Master did not answer. And while Xia Jin was observing him, his figure had already disappeared.

"So fast!!" Marquis Chu, who was watching the battle, changed his expression and couldn't help but exclaim. Although Young Master's speed was not slow before, it had never reached this level. But now, in the state of Yellow Crystal Transformation, his speed had increased by more than ten times!

That thin figure wrapped in yellow crystals, like a golden lightning bolt, left a trail of afterimages in the Void Realm. The next instant, he had already appeared at Xia Jin's side.

He reached his right hand toward his chest, his five fingers inserting into the crystal armor on his chest, and then pulled it out violently, a crisp sound of metal clashing resounding through the sky.

A large saber made entirely of yellow crystals was pulled out of his chest. That large saber was over four feet long, the blade appearing translucent, and the hilt was integrated with Young Master's palm, as if this saber was originally a part of his body.

Without any hesitation, Young Master slashed upward with the saber, "Die!!" The saber light suddenly appeared.

That streak of Saber Qi appeared as a bright gold, like a crescent moon rising from the earth, carrying an earth-shattering Aura as it headed straight for Xia Jin's head.

Where the Saber Qi passed, even though the space of this Third Heaven was extremely stable, the Void Realm shattered at this moment. Not splitting, not twisting, but completely shattering.

The Void Realm of the Third Heaven was incomparably fragile in front of this strike. A pitch-black crack over a thousand meters long suddenly bloomed in the Void Realm, following the trajectory of the Saber Qi.

The power of this strike was absolutely enough to kill any powerhouse at the ninth rank of the Creation Realm. However, this did not include Xia Jin.

Xia Jin merely leaned to the side slightly. But that Saber Qi, which was enough to split the Void Realm, brushed past the tip of his nose.

The golden Saber Qi continued to fly forward, crossing the boundary of the battle stage and rushing into the distance. "Boom!!" A mountain peak in the distance was hit head-on by this Saber Qi. The entire mountain was split in two from the middle. This sight made everyone gasp.