This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 849 - 665: Retreat (Part 2)

Liang Yi detected the familiar Sword Intent emanating behind the Abyss Cultivators and shook his head helplessly. His junior sister really was reckless.
No longer passively defending his position, Liang Yi also began to move towards his junior sister.
With every sword swing, another falls.
Liang Yi's Disruption Domain maintained a constant radius of three meters, resembling a Domain of Death. Any cultivator who stepped into this domain was mercilessly reaped of life.
While fighting, the Abyss Cultivators sensed something was amiss. Under their swarm tactics, not only had Liang Yi's aura not weakened, but it had grown considerably stronger?
If Liang Yi knew of their confusion, he would certainly laugh at them: "My blood replenishes faster than it drains. You'd better go home and farm!"
The Abyss Cultivators dared to face off against Liang Yi primarily because he was injured and they heavily outnumbered him. But now, Liang Yi's aura only grew stronger, while the number of surrounding Abyss Cultivators diminished.
"Behind! There's another behind us!"
The Abyss Cultivators at the front were terrified of this man and instinctively wanted to retreat. But another Slaughter God approached from behind, forcing the Abyss Cultivators to push forward.
"It seems like you are surrounded by us two." Liang Yi laughed to himself.
He and Su Youyi coordinated flawlessly, forming an array and completely surrounding the Abyss Cultivators, step by step compressing their survival space.
"Stop... Is it not enough to surrender...?"
In the eyes of the remaining Abyss Cultivators, Liang Yi and Su Youyi were even more terrifying than the Abyss itself.
Nobody hoped to break through Liang Yi's disruptive Sword Array anymore. A strong sense of panic spread like poison in everyone's hearts, leaving all the Abyss Cultivators too frightened of Liang Yi and Su Youyi to continue fighting, only thinking of how to break out and survive.
But just as Liang Yi glimpsed his junior sister from afar, a deafening horn sounded suddenly in the sky!
The instant the horn sounded across the vast battlefield beneath their feet, the expressions of the Abyss Cultivators shifted — some were unwilling, others relieved, but all disengaged their opponents without hesitation to join the army in a rapid retreat!
The Abyssal Fog, which had been lingering above the battlefield, began to stir violently, prompting both Liang Yi and Su Youyi to pause their swords.
The turbulent Abyssal Fog suddenly manifested countless foggy hands, as thin as long snakes, with a clear purpose — the remaining, living Abyss Cultivators.
"Don't let them return!"
Liang Yi shouted, immediately discerning the purpose of these foggy hands.
Su Youyi also realized, brandishing Lovesick with a wave, as enchanting as the dusk, yet concealing endless killing intent!
Despite his internal weakness, Liang Yi instantly expanded his three-meter Disruption Domain, engulfing the remaining Abyss Cultivators!
The Abyss Cultivators, caught between Liang Yi and Su Youyi, initially showed joy at the appearance of the fog hands. But once engulfed by Liang Yi's Disruption Domain, their joy turned to despair, just one step away from surviving!
Under the suppression of Liang Yi's Disruption Domain, all the Abyss Cultivators were reduced to mere Second Realm cultivators, utterly unable to withstand Su Youyi's sword light.
Su Youyi's sword resembled the chilly winter wind, extinguishing a field of flickering candles, snuffing out the vitality of the Abyss Cultivators in an instant, casting dim their eyes.
Only the Ninth Realm peak cultivators opposing Zhou Wudao and Zhou Zuixi of Xuanzhou's Immortal Dynasty were captured by the fog hands and protected by an invisible force. No matter how Zhou Wudao and others attacked, they could not harm those cultivators further.
"Is this... the Abyss Will!?"
Su Youyi detected the aura emanating from the fog hands and showed a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.
"Yes, this Abyssal Fog is extraordinary in origin. Even if not directly operated by the Abyss Will, it is undoubtedly associated with it!"
Liang Yi's face was pale, his eyes weakly opened, and he spoke.
"Senior Brother!"
Seeing Liang Yi in such a state, Su Youyi hurried to his side, using her body to support him from falling.
"It's nothing serious, just a bit of exhaustion."
The faint fragrance emanating from his junior sister made Liang Yi feel peaceful inside, smiling as he reassured his slightly panicked junior sister.
"Phew..."
Su Youyi realized Liang Yi's spiritual power was completely depleted. It wasn't an injury, so the vitality-providing Qinglian Seed was of no use.
"Was it that Daoist Skill?"
Su Youyi recalled the Sword Gate they had seen earlier, seemingly severing the world, and suddenly asked.
"Yes! It's not exactly a Daoist Skill, though it's the first time I've used it. It's not yet perfected, who would've thought it consumes so much?"
Leaning against Su Youyi, Liang Yi said with a bitter smile.
"To reach the Tenth Realm, this step must be taken."
"The Tenth Realm, huh?"
Supporting her senior brother, Su Youyi muttered to herself.
"It seems Gongsun Bai'an and the others were also taken by the fog hands."
Su Youyi suddenly noticed that Gongsun Bai'an and the others, who had fought against her master, were gone too. The Abyss Army on the ground also vanished completely after the fog dispersed, not even leaving bodies behind.
"The Heavenly Pool led by Ke Mengzhan nearly tore apart the entire aerial front line. With no one to restrain us, any further fighting would only result in more casualties, even risking Gongsun Bai'an and the others being trapped here, so they gave up this battle line entirely."
Looking at the empty battlefield around him, Liang Yi speculated.
"The other three directions might be the same."
With the battle temporarily over, Su Youyi sighed in relief, fed her exhausted senior brother a Spirit Pill, and then supported him as they reunited with their master and others.
"Well done!"
Chen Hua was all smiles, praising Liang Yi and Su Youyi as soon as she saw them.
Liang Yi rolled his eyes; he was too weak to even speak.
On the other side, Zhou Zhukong gathered the surviving cultivators of Xuanzhou's Immortal Dynasty, taking stock of the casualties.
All four domain controllers survived, albeit gravely wounded. Two of the eight mighty warriors perished, three of the sixteen city lords were killed, and the casualties among the Immortal Dynasty troops were countless.
In the Mystical Mechanism, there are no means of resurrection; those who die on the battlefield are gone forever. Although this outcome was anticipated, the atmosphere remains heavy.
Zhou Yuzhi watched the dispersing sword array, his eyes filled with sorrow.
At the instant the sword array was lifted, Ke Mengzhan collapsed utterly, three elders perished defending the array with their bodies, and the elders of other formations sustained varying degrees of injuries, but all were wounded.
"This is the cost of breaching the front line quickly..."
Zhou Yuzhi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the grief in his heart.
Even though everyone was prepared to die in battle, when faced with familiar faces closing their eyes forever, the deep-seated sorrow was unstoppable.
Moved by the atmosphere, even the players weren't particularly jubilant, despite knowing they had Undying Bodies. At times, those they saw as NPC cultivators of the Mystical Mechanism would instinctively cover them from swords and spears.
Players are human too; emotions transcend worlds.
"Damn it, I'll crush the Abyss to pieces!"
A brawny player from the Blood Control Sect angrily slapped the ground beside him.
On normal occasions, players might mock someone role-playing so deeply, but none did right now.
During an intense battle alongside his comrades, the Blood Control Sect's brawny player had unwittingly fallen into an encirclement by the Abyss Cultivators. It was a junior girl cultivator from an unknown sect who forcefully broke through to save him.
The result was that the girl cultivator, rescuing him, took several of the opponent's Daoist Skills herself and died on the spot.
The brawny player wept regretfully as he held the girl who died in his arms.
When he dies, he'll revive, but when she dies, she's truly gone!
Situations like this weren't isolated; many players experienced similar things.
"Damn, this game broke my defenses!"
After forming bonds of companionship only to see them perish in battle, the shock profoundly affected countless players. Their identification with the Mystical Mechanism soared, along with their amplified loathing for the Abyss.
Liang Yi looked at these players, also sighed, and wondered, who says players are emotionless?
When emotions are stirred, players don't care if this is reality or not...