The final stone house.
An Tong appeared. With a light wave of his hand, the barrier before the stone house melted like ice and snow.
Everyone entered.
The next moment, they arrived at a vast plaza.
In the center of the plaza stood an arena. The arena lay there quietly, like a fierce sleeping tiger, waiting for the day it would be conquered.
Everyone's expressions subtly changed.
Before setting out, they had heard from their sect elders about the illustrious reputation of Wushuang Sect.
But without personally experiencing it, one couldn't truly be convinced.
On this trip.
Whether it was the Heart-Questioning Heavenly Ladder or the trials of these stone houses, they had confirmed one thing.
Wushuang Sect's attainments in illusion were earth-shattering.
Even the four holy lands couldn't cause someone to unknowingly enter such a realistic illusion.
And in Wushuang Sect, this was merely routine.
They had finally put away their inexplicable arrogance and self-satisfaction.
The world was vast, and beyond the mountains were higher mountains. The world beyond the four holy lands was far broader than they had imagined.
Yun Jin was the first to leap onto the arena. Holding the Tai'a Sword, she wore a faint smile. "I told you that I will wait here for you to challenge me!"
Right now, she hadn't completely subdued these heaven's favored sons and daughters yet.
But after today, she would let them know.
They weren't the most outstanding of the younger generation.
Above them, there would always be someone pressing down on them.
Rebuilding Wushuang Sect would begin with subduing the younger generation of the four holy lands!
No matter whether you were a genius or a monster outside.
Once here.
You were only her challenger.
And.
You would forever only be a challenger.
Yun Jin's posture was set, appearing even more arrogant than the disciples of the four holy lands.
Duan Yiwei's face was cold as he signaled to a Qingxiao Pavilion disciple beside him.
He had learned his lesson. No matter what, he wouldn't be the first to step onto the stage. It was best to have others test the waters first.
That disciple was more than willing and directly jumped onto the arena. Looking down at Yun Jin, he said, "Although you now have the power of Soul Transformation Stage, that is merely illusory power granted by the illusion. You have never reached Soul Transformation Stage. How could you control such power? I—"
Yun Jin grew impatient from listening. The Tai'a Sword spun in the air at a mystical angle and directly stabbed toward him.
The disciple was still speaking when Tai'a Sword suddenly attacked. He instinctively tried to counter.
But.
Fast. Too fast!
Within the sword tomb, Yun Jin had comprehended the Swift Sword Intent. Adding the Rotating Sword Intent on top of it, under the dual sword intents, with just one strike, the disciple was knocked off the arena.
From beginning to end, he hadn't even had time to react.
The battle ended too quickly, and everyone was stunned.
What had just happened?
They merely blinked, and the fight was over?
Below the arena, the Qingxiao Pavilion disciple was furious, "You ambushed me! This isn't fair!"
Yun Jin sneered, "Ambush? I was just annoyed from listening to your nonsense. Who's next? No matter who it is, don't chatter again."
Arrogant!
Too arrogant!
Bold!
Too bold!
This was simply grinding the faces of the four holy lands' disciples against the ground.
Duan Yiwei's expression further darkened.
He glanced at the person beside him.
Another Qingxiao Pavilion disciple leapt onto the arena.
This one learned his lesson. Without saying any nonsense, he immediately launched a full-power attack.
Sword intent circulated. Yun Jin effortlessly dispersed part of the force, and then a mysterious sword technique attacked from a strange angle.
He withstood one move but couldn't block the second, and was directly sent off the arena.
Yun Jin held Tai'a Sword, standing quietly on the arena stage.
A faint sneer lingered at her lips!
Now.
Their strength was equally at the peak of Soul Transformation Stage.
So what if they were disciples of holy lands?
Within the same realm, she was invincible!
"Next." Yun Jin's tone was calm.
An Tong watched the excitement below the stage and couldn't help having starry eyes.
Wu wu wu wu.
If master saw little master being this domineering, he would definitely be overjoyed.
Their Wushuang Sect was really coming back to life.
"Yun Jin! Don't be too arrogant!" Another person shouted as he went up.
This time.
Yun Jin's sword technique was full of sharpness. Amidst crisscrossing sword qi, the disciple was already defeated.
Duan Yiwei and the others carefully observed Yun Jin's fighting style.
Although the arena restored the defender's essence, energy, and spirit to perfect condition after each match, those who went up later still had an advantage.
They could observe Yun Jin's sword moves and see what her style was.
But right now, after three battles, the styles of all three had been entirely different.
Within them seemed to contain multiple sword intents.
They couldn't understand it at all.
Another person went up.
This time, the person used a fire-attribute sword technique.
Yun Jin directly used a fire-attribute sword technique as well. Combined with the Fire Dragon Sword Intent, under a terrifying fire dragon vortex, that person was almost instantly knocked off the arena.
At this point, only Duan Yiwei was left from Qingxiao Pavilion.
Yun Jin grew impatient waiting. She raised Tai'a Sword and pointed it directly at Duan Yiwei's heart, "Senior Brother Duan, it's your turn."
Duan Yiwei had originally wanted to observe a bit more.
But now that Yun Jin had called him out by name, he couldn't avoid it.
Otherwise, it would make him seem afraid of Yun Jin!
Duan Yiwei coldly laughed and stepped onto the stage!
He refused to believe that Yun Jin was truly this outrageous.
As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Qingxiao Pavilion, even Jin Yu couldn't easily defeat him. As for a mere Yun Jin…
Just as Duan Yiwei was thinking this, Yun Jin didn't hesitate for even a second. The moment he stepped onto the arena, she directly launched an attack.
Duan Yiwei's expression changed, a third eye suddenly appeared on his forehead.
This Heavenly Eye divine ability of his had many wondrous uses. It could emit beams of immense power and also clearly see the trajectory of an opponent's attacks. Paired with a palm technique divine ability, attacking from two fronts, it was his winning secret.
After opening the Heavenly Eye, in Duan Yiwei's vision, Yun Jin's speed suddenly slowed, and her sword technique became clear.
Duan Yiwei smiled slightly. This was more like it!
He reached out to grab Yun Jin's Tai'a Sword.
Yun Jin raised her eyes. At that instant, Tai'a Sword forcibly shifted direction.
Just as Duan Yiwei's hand was about to grasp the sword, he realized he had only caught an afterimage.
The next moment.
Tai'a Sword descended from the air.
It instantly severed Duan Yiwei's arm!
Fresh blood sprayed, and disbelief flashed in Duan Yiwei's eyes.
His arm… was severed in one move?
This Yun Jin!
She had actually been hiding her true strength!
She hadn't used her full power against the previous few people at all!
Before he could react, the next moment, Tai'a Sword appeared again from a tricky angle. With one strike, his other arm was also severed.
This was a simulated realm. Although being injured didn't damage the real body, the pain was very much real.
Duan Yiwei saw Tai'a Sword now aimed directly at his heart, and terror appeared on his face. He turned and leapt off the arena.
The moment he left the arena, his arms regrew and the pain also disappeared.
But when Duan Yiwei looked at Yun Jin again, a trace of fear flickered in his eyes.
This woman… is she a demon?