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Ning Fan squinted his eyes slightly, gazing at Zhou Wu standing atop the tiger's head, unsure of what Zhou Wu intended to do.

Zhou Wu paid no attention to Ning Fan. Instead, he turned his head to look at Zhou Shan, revealing a slight smile, and said, "Little Shan, from now on, you'll be the sole pillar of the Zhou Family. You must lead the family to greatness! Only then can I rest in peace."

Hearing Zhou Wu's words, which clearly carried the meaning of entrusting a legacy, Zhou Shan and the members of the Zhou Family were all stunned, unsure of what Zhou Wu planned to do.

"Father, what are you doing? Please don't do anything foolish!" Zhou Shan shouted loudly.

"At this point, for the sake of protecting the Zhou Family, I have no other choice but to use this move," Zhou Wu said with a resigned shake of his head. "The future of the Zhou Family now rests with all of you!"

With that, Zhou Wu bit his own thumb, and the crimson blood instantly flowed from the wound.

"I sacrifice... come forth, Guardian God of the Zhou Family, Crack-Fissure Tiger!" Zhou Wu shouted, pressing his thumb hard onto the tiger's head!

As Zhou Wu's blood touched the tiger's head, it was completely absorbed, and his body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, Zhou Wu had turned into a dried-up corpse.

The tiger, having absorbed the essence blood from Zhou Wu's body, suddenly had a glimmer of life in its previously vacant eyes, as if a soul had been infused.

"Ritual of Sacrifice," Ning Fan was slightly surprised, witnessing such a mysterious technique for the first time!

"Roar!" The tiger let out a long howl to the sky, and when its paw stomped the ground, cracks instantly split the surrounding earth.

"Impressive strength indeed," Ning Fan's eyes sparkled with fighting spirit. He could feel this Crack-Fissure Tiger's strength surpassed that of Zhou Wu's, with its massive body and the inherent power and physical superiority of a beast, its true combat ability far exceeded Zhou Wu's.

Ning Fan's body moved, transforming into a beam of Flowing Light shooting towards the Crack-Fissure Tiger.

The Crack-Fissure Tiger sensed Ning Fan charging towards it, lifting its head, its lantern-sized beast eyes fixed intently on Ning Fan.

Zhou Wu had sacrificed everything to the Crack-Fissure Tiger, along with his hatred for Ning Fan.

Therefore, the Crack-Fissure Tiger was also filled with hatred towards Ning Fan.

"Roar!" The Crack-Fissure Tiger roared furiously, raising its tiger paw to swat at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan frowned slightly, and with a deft movement, he easily dodged the tiger's paw, then rushed directly to its body, raising his fist to slam it down hard on the tiger.

Ning Fan's fist carried the force of a thousand kilograms, and even with the Crack-Fissure Tiger's superior defense, it couldn't withstand Ning Fan's punch.

The Crack-Fissure Tiger roared angrily, its body trembling as the spiritual power within it erupted, charging towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan felt a shock in his heart; even he dared not face this burst of spiritual power head on, so he chose to temporarily avoid its edge!

Though Ning Fan's body was much smaller than the Crack-Fissure Tiger's, it had the advantage of agility, making it not so easy for the tiger to land a direct hit on him.

The Crack-Fissure Tiger, seeing Ning Fan move away from its body, roared and lunged at him...

The Zhou Family members below, watching the ongoing struggle between man and tiger, were all deeply shocked.

Zhou Shan's eyes were filled with anger and hatred as he looked at Ning Fan. If not for Ning Fan, Zhou Wu would not have resorted to a sacrificial summon of the Crack-Fissure Tiger.

"Kill him! Kill that guy!" Even the two Elders watched the battle with bated breath.

As long as the Crack-Fissure Tiger won this battle, the Zhou Family could continue existing in this world. If Ning Fan won, the Zhou Family would be doomed.

All their last hopes were pinned on the Crack-Fissure Tiger.

"Go, Crack-Fissure Tiger! Take down that guy! Protect our Zhou Family!"

"That wretched guy, he's no match for the Crack-Fissure Tiger!"

"Crack-Fissure Tiger, tear the human apart! Let him know our Zhou Family isn't to be trifled with! If he dares provoke us, let him pay with his life!"

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The Zhou Family disciples shouted loudly, continuously cheering for the Crack-Fissure Tiger. They hoped their encouragement would empower the tiger to become stronger and directly defeat Ning Fan.

Although the Crack-Fissure Tiger wasn't the True Body, under Zhou Wu's sacrificial ritual, it was nearly indistinguishable, and its soul came from Zhou Wu. Deep down, it still wanted to kill Ning Fan and protect the Zhou Family.

Hearing the Zhou Family disciples' cheers, the Crack-Fissure Tiger's attacks became even more ferocious, as if injected with adrenaline, its speed seemingly increased, making it difficult for Ning Fan to cope.

Zhou Shan's heart burned with intense fighting spirit, wishing he could join the battlefield to help the Crack-Fissure Tiger against Ning Fan.

But Zhou Shan knew, a battle between Aerial Mastery Realm experts was not something someone of the True Origin Realm could intervene in. If he forcibly joined in, not only would he not help the Crack-Fissure Tiger, but he would also distract it.

Thus, Zhou Shan could only silently cheer for the Crack-Fissure Tiger in his heart, hoping it would defeat Ning Fan.

"This beast is really quite troublesome," Ning Fan said, evading a swipe from the Crack-Fissure Tiger, eyes narrowing as he focused on the beast.

He had originally thought this Crack-Fissure Tiger, even with a soul gifted through Zhou Wu's sacrifice, wouldn't be particularly strong.

But after dozens of exchanges, Ning Fan realized the Crack-Fissure Tiger was indeed too troublesome. As long as its legs stood on the earth, it could absorb the ground's power to heal itself.

The injuries Ning Fan painstakingly inflicted on it would soon be fully healed!

Ning Fan was growing a bit frustrated by the tiger's persistence. He narrowed his eyes, murmuring softly, "Looks like I'll have to use that move! Otherwise, it's going to be hard to eliminate this fellow."

Ning Fan had made up his mind. His body flashed as he retreated, needing to create distance from the Crack-Fissure Tiger to unleash his ultimate technique.

In just two breaths' time, Ning Fan had distanced himself nearly a hundred meters from the tiger!

Ning Fan stood in the air, gazing at the Crack-Fissure Tiger from afar, without making any moves.

The Crack-Fissure Tiger watched Ning Fan, but dared not make a rash attack. Unsure of Ning Fan's intentions, it simply stood there, staring at him.

Patiently waiting for Ning Fan to make the first move.