A team of logistics staff hurried onto the field. Without a word, they fed Zhurong an antidote pill, tossed his unconscious body onto a stretcher, and swiftly carried him away.
Earth Lord did not immediately return to the stands. He remained where he was, looking toward the Taiyi Sect's area with a cigar clenched between his teeth as he shouted, "What the hell is wrong with you, Dai Lou? Yesterday you gave hints from outside the arena, and today you're filing reports. If your Taiyi Sect can't afford to lose, then don't enter the tournament. Everyone can just do their own thing like last year."
Old Tide waved a hand disdainfully. "Bullshit!"
No one had expected him to suddenly pick a fight on an occasion like this, mocking the Taiyi Sect right in front of the elders.
The venue fell silent for a few seconds before the uproar rose like dust.
The official Walkers of the Five Elements Alliance had already been deeply dissatisfied with what had happened that morning. Now that Earth Lord, ranked second, had taken the lead, they immediately joined in.
"If there wasn't any personal agenda, they could've just reported it privately to the Five Elements Alliance's higher-ups. But no, they had to make a post, kick up a fuss, and file a report. They just wanted to target Yuanshi Tianzun."
"A sore loser is a sore loser. Those Night Wanderers always act like they're above everyone else, but look, they lost. Ptooey!"
"We haven't even settled the score over the outside interference yet, but they were the ones who bit first in desperation. What idiots. Our Yuanshi Tianzun didn't do anything wrong."
"They're probably jealous of Yuanshi Tianzun. Who told your Elder Sun to be so muddleheaded? Waaah—why are you covering my mouth?"
"Curse them