After saying this, Yao Yuzhi immediately ordered everyone to board the Divine Shuttle Ship again. This time, Hua Meixi also brought two team members along to watch the battle, though on the surface, her relationship with Yao Yuzhi was not all that intimate.
Before the quota battle was over, as the daughter of Hua Lidian, the Northern Lands' steward, she had to avoid suspicion.
"The final battle is about to begin! After waiting three days, it's finally starting!"
At the same time, everyone from the Eastern Plains Four Lands had tense, excited looks in their eyes. They had spent the past three days on Bright Dragon Tyrant Heaven Peak, completely unaware of what had happened within Tyrant Heaven Valley or how the final battle would be fought.
But even now, every one of the four lands still had people alive—at least one team remaining.
Before long, the Divine Shuttle Ship arrived above the two Western Lands teams. They had already set out to search for Sikong Jing's whereabouts.
But finding him anytime soon would naturally not be easy.
Yet at that very moment, Yao Yuzhi slowly rose to her feet and said coldly to the people of the Eastern Plains Four Lands, "The quota battle's time is about up. Now... light up the nine spirit swords!"
The instant these words fell, Old Mo, Lang Zhengzhi, and the others widened their eyes. "Lady Yao, isn't that unfair?"
Sikong Jing and his people were obviously cultivating in secret. The longer they had, the greater their chances.
Lighting up the nine spirit swords—wouldn't that expose their positions?
"It's very fair. Of course there is a time limit."
"We can't wait until the seas dry and the rocks crumble, can we? Especially when a certain brat is far too skilled at hiding."
"Lighting up