The next day.
A new round of lottery began in the square.
Excluding opponents they had already faced, Jiang Rongyi drew his opponent for the second round.
On the red lot, there was now only the number "5."
The person who draws 6 will be the Sword Sect's opponent in this round.
A disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect was about to step forward to draw a lot.
Suddenly.
A clear voice rang out.
"Senior Brother, can I go?"
Li Shuang calmly turned around.
Ye Zhaozhao walked over slowly, still looking as pure and innocent as she did three years ago.
Li Shuang's gaze shifted slightly.
A black sword scabbard hung at Ye Zhaozhao's waist, and a somewhat familiar aura subtly emanated from within.
Li Shuang couldn't help but show a subtle expression.
It felt vaguely familiar to her.
Long Yan?
Three years ago.
When the Dragon Roar Sword suddenly disappeared, Li Shuang had been wondering where it had gone.
Now.
She didn't know what trick Ye Zhaozhao had played, but the Dragon Roar Sword had changed its appearance and returned!
Too bad.
He could change his appearance, his exterior, and even his aura to be completely different.
But.
He couldn't change this perpetually foul soul.
While speaking, Ye Zhaozhao's gaze directly met Li Shuang's.
She had already sensed the aura of the Demonic Crystal Dust on Li Shuang, and the smile at the corner of her lips deepened even further.
Thanks to those people from Lingxu Peak.
Even though Ye Zhaozhao was "dead," the weak wills of those idiots would become breakthroughs again and again.
Li Shuang escaped once, escaped twice.
But this time, could she still escape?
On the Southern Azure Continent, righteousness and evil were irreconcilable.
She only needed to make a demonic aura emanate from Li Shuang's body; she wouldn't even need to act, and all the righteous experts would not let Li Shuang off.
Li Shuang, oh Li Shuang.
The feeling of gaining everything, yet losing everything, you will soon understand.
Ye Zhaozhao was expressionless and commanded in her mind: "System, parasitize Li Shuang!"
"Alright," the system replied excitedly.
Today.
Li Shuang was going to die on the spot.
By parasitizing Li Shuang, the Heavenly Dao's daughter's fortune would still belong to him.
Although it was a few years late, this final outcome would still remain unchanged.
The moment the system parasitized her, Li Shuang's eyebrows moved slightly.
Her spiritual realm was incomparable to what it was three years ago.
When she was previously parasitized by that demonic seed, she barely noticed anything unusual.
But this time.
She clearly felt a sinister aura invading her spirit.
Li Shuang raised an eyebrow, she gave up resistance, allowing the demonic seed to enter unimpeded and parasitize her.
"Parasitism successful," the system's voice rang out.
A cold smile immediately appeared at the corner of Ye Zhaozhao's lips.
These past three years.
She had parasitized many people, and her strength had increased rapidly.
Due to Li Shuang's words in the arena that day, many within the Tyrant Blade Sect secretly wondered about the rapid increase in her cultivation.
However.
What was the use?
Yan Zhonghe had always stood by her side, and the system had found her another powerful backer.
Even if there were doubts, no one dared to say anything to her face.
Three years.
Her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, directly to the Transformation God stage.
This point.
Li Shuang, did you foresee this?
Did you truly believe that your little tricks could stop my growth?
It's nothing more than… a fool's dream!
"Junior Sister Fang," a disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect politely said, "Then you may go."
Ye Zhaozhao nodded and slowly walked forward.
Upon seeing her, the disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect all moved aside, clearing a path for her.
Ye Zhaozhao walked step by step to the stage, then she drew the red lot.
Li Shuang watched quietly.
This time.
She had a strong intuition that the number on the lot would be...
"Number 6." Ye Zhaozhao had already displayed it, and she smiled at Li Shuang: "It seems this time, our opponent is the Sword Sect!"
"The Unification Sect has already fallen. This time, we can defeat the second of the Upper Six Sects again."
Ye Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow, her expression full of arrogance.
On the stage.
The Sect Master of the Unification Sect coldly glanced at Yan Zhonghe.
Yan Zhonghe merely smiled: "My daughter is a bit headstrong in her youth, please forgive her. However, what she said were only truths, no harm done, no harm done."
The Sect Master of the Unification Sect immediately snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.
He looked towards the Tyrant Blade Sect, and a trace of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
Three years ago, three disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect were crippled in the Sword Sect, including Ren Gu, who previously had the highest cultivation.
Yet, only three years have passed.
Among the younger generation of the Tyrant Blade Sect, another group of geniuses has emerged.
Are the Heaven Severing Blade and Heaven Slaughter Art truly that terrifying?
The Tyrant Blade Sect was threatening.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily converged on the Sword Sect.
The conflict between these two sects was known to all.
This battle was bound to be extremely intense.
"Fellow Daoist Li, I'll be the first to go. What about you?" Ye Zhaozhao continued to provoke Li Shuang.
Li Shuang looked at her calmly.
"Xiao Shuang," Luo Mingyue looked at Li Shuang with some concern.
To be honest.
She was more at ease with Li Shuang facing Yan Fan than with Li Shuang facing Ye Zhaozhao.
Yan Fan's cultivation was high, but at least his methods were straightforward. Then she could defeat him squarely.
What about Ye Zhaozhao?
She clearly came prepared! Who knew how much malice she harbored in her heart.
Moreover.
Her resurrection and methods were very sinister.
Facing her was by no means a good thing.
Li Shuang gave Luo Mingyue a comforting look, then she said, "Senior Brother Jiang, fellow disciples, how about I go first this time?"
"Junior Sister Li, are you confident?" Jiang Rongyi couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Senior Brother, rest assured." There was not a trace of superfluous emotion on Li Shuang's face.
Jiang Rongyi nodded: "Then let's discuss the order of the others."
Liu Juncheng sighed: "Senior Brother, there's no need to discuss. The others can be arranged freely."
This first match, he feared, had already decided the outcome.
Liu Juncheng strongly suspected that even the second person in line wouldn't get a chance to go on stage.
Jiang Rongyi looked bewildered.
So... no need to discuss it?
"Senior Sister Li, beat her to a pulp!" Jiang Yunge clenched her fist.
"Must beat her to a pulp," Wen Lin said with a calm expression.
"Senior Sister Li certainly isn't afraid of a fair fight, but be careful of her ghostly tricks."
The Sword Sect disciples' minds were not on the order of appearance. Everyone was chattering, helping Li Shuang analyze.
Jiang Rongyi gave a wry smile and simply gave up on trying to manage it.
He said steadily, "Junior Sister Li, if something feels wrong, don't force it. My progress these past three years has also been significant, I will be second, just let me take over."
"Thank you, Senior Brother, thank you everyone," Li Shuang said gently.
She cast a long glance in the direction of the Tyrant Blade Sect.
After dragging this out for so long.
Today, it was indeed time to bring it to an end.