This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 706 - 600: Bluffing Through

Liang Yi and his companions, led by Wan Tinggui, did not begin their journey at a swift pace, for if they moved too hastily, the Abyss Cultivators lying in ambush might not have retreated in time.
It wasn't until Wan Tinggui received a transmission from his subordinates, informing him of a new Abyssal army joining the fray on the front line, that he finally relaxed and led Liang Yi and the others to hasten their pace.
In just one day's time, Liang Yi and the others crossed the entirety of Beimo and arrived before a towering, blade-like fissure that seemed to tear through the sky like a canvas.
The intensely rich Abyssal Aura, even from a great distance, was immediately perceptible by everyone, sending a chill through their hearts and sharpening their focus.
"Up ahead is the nexus between the Abyss and the Mystical Mechanism Continent, where at present all Abyssal forces enter and exit. We, too, will be going through here shortly."
Wan Tinggui then seriously reviewed the cover story with everyone, repeatedly checking for any flaws in the Shadow Mysterious Dao Chapter belonging to each person.
Fully aware of the significance of their mission, Liang Yi and his companions tediously confirmed every tiny detail numerous times.
On their way there, they had detected countless lingering arrays—and judging by their appearance, they had only recently been dismantled—as if the Abyssal side hid a last resort in store for them.
Now, due to Xia Kun's erroneous intelligence, these people had evacuated the area, considerably easing their journey up to this point.
But only once they crossed the fissure and entered the heartland of the Abyss could they consider themselves successful!
"Make sure to wear the Illusion Moon Shadow Talisman."
Liang Yi took out a smooth, icy, and purple rectangular Jade Talisman from his Storage Ring, its surface artfully carved with runes, hanging it at his waist and reminding others to do the same.
Su Youyi and the others each retrieved this secret treasure from the Immortal Dynasty of Xuanzhou, and fastened it to their waists.
Liang Yi summoned a thread of Spiritual Power to slowly infuse into the Jade Talisman, causing the fleeting image of an Illusion Moon and a shadow of a nine-tailed Demon Fox to flash through the runes on its surface.
"Hmm? Interesting."
With both hands exposed, Liang Yi noticed the changes to himself and, with a slightly raised eyebrow and piqued interest, commented.
This Illusion Moon Shadow Talisman was, at its core, not a magical treasure from the Immortal Dynasty of Xuanzhou, but rather, an Innate Spiritual Treasure from another dynasty that existed before Xuanzhou's unification and was eventually obliterated by it.
However, the Immortal Emperor of that fallen dynasty was inept and indulgent, using such a precious treasure merely to play strange games with his consort; upon hearing this, Liang Yi felt the dynasty had deserved its fate.
Originally a Spiritual Treasure rooted in Illusion Techniques, now it was even more potent with the full empowerment of Qingqiu Mingli's Secret Technique of Illusion.
Combined, its power could even rival that of an Innate Divine Object!
Thus, using it to mask everyone's appearances, unless directly probed by the Abyss Will itself, no one else could discern any anomaly.
"Senior brother? Do you still recognize me?"
The voice of Su Youyi came from nearby.
The first half of the sentence was imprinted in Liang Yi's bones with familiarity, but as she finished, her familiar voice changed into something different—a foreign woman's voice.
Liang Yi looked towards the sound and saw that Su Youyi, who had just stood by his side, had now completely transformed into another person, merrily smiling as she twirled around, showcasing her new image.
Now, Su Youyi's appearance was utterly different from her original visage, barely describable as delicate and lovely. Even her distinctive, stunning aura that turned heads was now suppressed, leaving only an unremarkable Abyss Sword Cultivator behind.
Whether it was her manner of speaking or her customary behaviors, she had changed entirely, becoming an entirely different person.
"I almost didn't recognize you."
Liang Yi appraised his junior sister with satisfaction, nodding at the outcome.
"I almost didn't recognize senior brother either."
Su Youyi also looked at her senior brother's new appearance with interest.
An ordinary blue Vestment robe, an unremarkable face that, if thrown into a crowd, wouldn't attract a second glance. A Spirit Sword at his waist seemed decent, but his Realm had fallen from the Eighth Realm to the early stages of the Seventh Realm, maintaining consistency with the rest.
The once dashing junior master, resembling a high-born youth of the turbulent world, had disappeared, and in his place was a Sword Cultivator with raised eyebrows, who looked somewhat arrogant and frivolous.
However, to Su Youyi's eyes, no matter how much her senior brother changed his appearance or demeanor, the more she looked, the more entertaining she found it.
"Liang Brother, look at me, look at me!"
He Zhiqing's voice, bursting with impatience, carried a note of excitement.
Liang Yi turned his gaze and saw a burly, muscular man with coiling strength and a dark face framed by a thick beard.
If one were to give him a pair of axes, he could probably land a role as Li Kui in a Water Margin saga without any need for makeup!
The muscular man was now winking at Liang Yi, evidently rather pleased with his new appearance.
"Haha, Zhiqing Brother, you really know how to have fun!"
Liang Yi laughed heartily, never expecting the seemingly gentle and humble He Zhiqing to harbor such a rugged character within.
"Sometimes, I envy those straightforward Cultivators; trying to be considerate of everyone can be very tiring."
He Zhiqing let out a sigh, speaking with a hint of helplessness.
Everyone said he was approachable and amiable with a great temperament, but like anyone, he had his limits, and he surely wasn't an exception.
It wasn't that he was particularly hypocritical; it was just that sometimes he too felt overwhelmed by certain matters.