This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 736 - 611: Isn't the Solution Coming?_2

Although not bound by innate gifts, cultivating as a demonic genius still requires time, especially when facing a major leap like breaking through to the Ninth Realm.
Those cultivators in the Mystical Mechanism Continent who have broken through to the Ninth Realm, each of them was once stuck at the Great Perfection of the Seventh Realm for hundreds of years. Liang Yi and others aiming to cross what took others centuries in just a few years is already crazy enough.
"But time is still not enough. Every minute and every second now may bring about changes, and no one knows when the Abyss will level up again. It could be hundreds of years from now, or just a few short months."
Liang Yi picked up a smooth stone and, annoyed, threw it into the cliff.
"The Abyss, after all, was a place you had split away from initially, didn't you leave any contingency plans?"
Liang Yi asked somewhat oddly towards Grandpa Ju. After being contaminated by that drop of filthy blood, Grandpa Ju, as the embodiment of Heavenly Dao, initially wanted to cut off the contaminated part and eradicate it. How could he let the Abyss grow so fertile?
"Who could have foreseen today? I didn't even know that the contaminated part had awakened its consciousness as soon as I cut it out, and without a second word, it turned and left. I suspect that it had already planned the escape route while inside me."
Grandpa Ju appeared immensely frustrated, his own severed part turning against him, who in the world could he reason with?
"As for backup plans, they are nonexistent. I thought I could purify it with a backhand...hm?"
In the middle of speaking, Grandpa Ju's expression suddenly tightened, as a fleeting memory flashed across his mind, his face pensively looked thoughtful.
"What happened?"
Liang Yi, noticing the sudden silence from Grandpa Ju beside him, instinctively turned his head and inquired.
"I think I have an idea..."
Grandpa Ju suddenly looked up at Liang Yi, a mysterious smile on his face.
Beisheng Domain, Ling Cave Mountains.
Endless wind and snow swirl around, the sky overhead shrouded by gloomy snow clouds stretching for tens of thousands of miles, the sound of the wind howling incessantly like a giant's roar. Looking downward, all that meets the eye is a vast expanse of white, with the land and mountains blanketed by snow.
The winds, carrying heavy snow, seem ordinary, but in such an environment, every gust is as fierce as a low-level sword cultivator's strike. The relentless wind alone is enough to isolate most cultivators outside the Ling Cave Mountains, turning it into a forbidden zone even for Abyss Cultivators!
Only occasionally, for some heavenly treasures that only appear in extremely cold regions do some cultivators risk entering this area, and upon acquiring them, they quickly leave, not desiring to linger.
Even an extra breath spent here feels torturous!
In this dim and white world, pairs of eerie green pupils flicker occasionally, the beasts of Ling Cave Mountains observing the two uninvited guests sizing them up.
However, due to the deadly threats emanating from those two figures, the beasts did not act rashly, merely watching from a distance.
And should any lapse appear in these two figures, these beasts that survive even in frozen extremes would pounce in an instant, eager to savor their hot blood rich in Spiritual Power and flesh!
The two figures moving swiftly through the Snow Mountain are none other than Liang Yi and the still-recovering Grandpa Ju.
"Are you sure you remember correctly?"
Despite the howling winds around, Liang Yi's voice clearly reached Grandpa Ju's ears.
At that moment, Liang Yi was wearing a long robe the same color as the surrounding snow, the robe's edges flapping in the wind, the large hood entirely concealing his face.
"Trust me!"
Grandpa Ju confidently stated, his tone sounding very assured.
"Well, there's no other option left anyway."
Casually dispatching a fearless Seventh Realm demon beast into two with a sword strike, seeing the elated Grandpa Ju, Liang Yi could only pin his hopes on him.
Three days ago, Grandpa Ju suddenly claimed he had thought of a method that could not only help everyone escape but might also grant Liang Yi an incredibly fortunate opportunity.
Liang Yi was indifferent to the concept of fate; all he wished for was the safety of everyone. Of course, the most crucial part was that his junior sister was here.
In the following three days, Elder Ju spent a lot of time experimenting with various Daoist magic and Divine Skills. Finally, he vaguely confirmed that the object seemed to be in the Beisheng Domain of the Abyss Continent, to the northeast.
"I remember the ruler of this domain should be Cang Dong. I once slew one of his avatars left behind in the past within the Illusion Realm. I wonder if he still remembers that."
Liang Yi, feeling the intense laws of the chilling winter around him, reminisced about the first time he met his father-in-law in the Secret Realm.
"Then he probably won't forget you, after all, an avatar capable of existing in the past can serve as a second life if utilized well. Your Cliff Sword Intent cutting him down was undoubtedly akin to you killing him once."
Elder Ju stated matter-of-factly.
"Abyss Cultivators are able to resurrect after death, but it shouldn't be without cost, right?"
"Of course! Either the cost of resurrection is too low, such cultivators are ideal cannon fodder for the Abyss, unsparingly disposable. Or the cost is too high, generally only Ninth Realm Cultivators are eligible for resurrection by the Abyss to counter the top cultivators of the Mystical Mechanism Continent."
Elder Ju, while continuously scanning their surroundings with his Divine Sense to locate the object, explained to Liang Yi.
"The White Tiger Envoy you killed before should also have qualified for resurrection, but unfortunately, you severed even his path to the next life."
"Haha, I hate those who can resurrect after dying the most, except for our own, of course."
Liang Yi chuckled, revealing a hypocritically double-faced grin.
Having players like that as strategic weapons is truly thrilling, but once the opponents also possess similar tactics, that's when one truly experiences frustration.
Thus, Liang Yi was eager to help Abyss Cultivators sever their paths to reincarnation so that they wouldn't even have a chance to be reborn.
However, after the laughter, Liang Yi concentrated his spirit on the sword in his hands, the Red Leaves Killing Autumn Sword Intent intermittently visible. As they delved deeper, the blossoms of blood blooming between heaven and earth grew increasingly bewitching.
Earlier, only one or two hard-headed youngsters, unable to suppress their desire for slaughter, rushed forward to offer up their lives every half a day; but when their surroundings were nearly completely obscured by the storm, more and more powerful mystical beasts intermittently launched attacks on Liang Yi and his companion.
"Roar!"
"These mystical beasts have no sense of martial honor, ambushing us two old comrades together."
Blood congealed into red leaves showering down from the slain beasts, instantly freezing into crimson ice upon touching the ground.
With a slash of his sword, Liang Yi decapitated a gigantic mystical beast at the Early Eighth Realm level, resembling both a tiger and a wolf and towering a hundred zhang high, then snorted disdainfully.
The Disruption Domain had long been enveloping the space around Liang Yi within a radius of three zhang. This three zhang was his Sword Domain and Domain, and also a barrier that made heaven and earth sigh!
These mystical beasts saw Liang Yi from a far distance, slaying one beast per sword strike with his Sword Intent, so they attempted to rely on their formidable physical strength to engage in close combat. However, they didn't expect to find something amiss upon stepping within three zhang.
The mystical beasts' bodies, which they prided themselves on, instantly became as vulnerable as ordinary flesh, with every enhancement from Spiritual Power and Laws vanishing without a trace.
If they were facing a weaker opponent, they might forcibly rely on their physical bodies to overpower their adversary, but they were facing Liang Yi, the incomparable Sword Cultivator of the Taoist Sect! In his hand, he wielded the legendary Immortal Sword Yuan Zhou, famous from the First Epoch and soaked with countless Abyss' blood!
Liang Yi gently shook the sword, the scalding essence blood spilling from the sword's blade, cooling the restless spirits lurking in the shadows somewhat.
"Human! Are you declaring war on us!?"
Just as Elder Ju couldn't find a direction and stopped, somewhat frustrated, preparing to once again employ Daoist Skill for investigation, a deep voice came through the snowstorm.
Liang Yi looked up and saw a mountainous shadow slowly approaching them, with two full moons hanging in the sky, exuding a momentum more chilling than the all-encompassing snowstorm!
Sensing the aura from the shadow, Liang Yi grew slightly more solemn.
A Ninth Realm mystical beast from the depths of Ling Cave Mountains had finally grown restless!