This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 124: I’m Familiar with This Trick!

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: I’m Familiar with This Trick!

"Can’t a regular communication talisman work?"

Liang Yi’s hand slowly crumbled a communication talisman into flying ash, a sign of its failure to function.

"It’s due to that red light beam, the forbidden air array has significantly solidified the space, neither teleportation arrays nor communication talismans are effective here." Su Youyi looked towards the Flower Forest Mountain at the center of the secret realm.

"Let’s try this then." Liang Yi somewhat reluctantly took out two Starlight Communication Talismans that Fang Zhi had given him. There were only four in total, using two now made his heart bleed!

After getting out, he must have the Immortal Dynasty reimburse him for these! Liang Yi thought viciously.

He opened the panel, selected Wu Yangshuo and He Zhiqing, and recorded everything they knew onto the talisman. He instructed Wu Yangshuo to send support urgently and to be wary of the people from the Devouring Spirit Sect.

If there weren’t any traitors inside the Immortal Dynasty after this incident, he’d twist off his own head!

As for He Zhiqing, he wasn’t worried at all. Not to mention that the senior was there, but the two darlings of the Complete Heaven Sect and the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool definitely had more trump cards than Liang Yi. Instead of worrying about them, he might as well worry about himself.

Therefore, Liang Yi only advised He Zhiqing to be careful and also shared his own vague suspicions, asking He Zhiqing to help calculate the outcome, as he felt that the Devouring Spirit Sect was already starting to cause trouble.

Under the surprised gazes of Su Youyi, Bai Xiaomo, and Ju Xiaobei, the moment Liang Yi released his hold on the talisman, specks of luminescence appeared around it. In the next second, it burst into fragments, and the talisman transformed into starlight and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"It’s done, the talismans from Sect Master Fang are reliable."

Liang Yi said proudly, clapping his hands. Truly golden quality communication talismans, whether it’s the secret realm or arrays, forgive my bluntness, they’re nothing!

"Let’s go, continue on our way."

"Senior Brother, there’s something going on over there, some people are fighting!" Su Youyi tugged at her senior brother’s sleeve, looking in a certain direction.

Liang Yi looked surprised, they encountered people already?

"Let’s go take a look!"

Both Bai Xiaomo and Ju Xiaobei were somewhat excited, hoping it was the Devouring Spirit Sect’s members. Even if it meant reviving afterwards, they’d want to go over there and give them a few hits.

"Who are you exactly?"

Zhang Youji struggled to fend off the assaults from the two black-clad individuals before him, shouting angrily.

"You definitely aren’t participants of the competition!"

After a mutation occurred at the center of the Flower Forest Mountain, Zhang Youji had seen it too. Just as he was puzzling over the situation and hadn’t figured it out, the two Third Realm black-clad individuals burst out of the forest and directly launched an attack without a word.

Moreover, the two of them coordinated well, their cultivation techniques were strange, and within a few moves, they had pressed him to the brink of mortal danger.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Youji followed the Daoist skill path, but now he had already pushed his favored wind Daoist skill to the limit. Even with his nimble dodges, he still couldn’t shake off the pursuit of these two individuals.

These eerie black-clad figures, with every strike on his physical body, also inflicted certain damage to his Divine Soul. If it weren’t for this, with his speed, if he couldn’t win, at least he could run away.

As injuries grew more numerous on his body, Zhang Youji’s breathing became heavier, and his mana was on the verge of running out.

The two black-robed figures had cold eyes and relentless attacks. Black fog howled into grim ghostly figures, roaring as they tore towards Zhang Youji, prepared to deliver the final blow.

"Clang!"

Immaculate sword light flashed by, the ghosts formed from the black fog melted away like snow meeting the warm sun.

"Who is it!"

The black-robed figures, enraged by this sudden attack, shouted angrily and looked towards the source of the sword light, where a man and a woman stood side by side with swords in hand.

"You Devouring Spirit Sect really are bold, still daring to make a move here despite being hunted by the Immortal Dynasty." Liang Yi pointed at the two figures in black robes with his sword, saying it with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Zhang Youji, after recognizing the faces of Liang Yi and Su Youyi, scrambled over, shivering as he hid behind Liang Yi.

"Liang Chief, I will never forget this life-saving grace!"

"Sure, but I’ll need to ask you some questions later, and you’ll need to tell me the truth," Liang Yi responded without even turning his head.

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Youji was truly frightened. These two ominous black-robed people, fighting was just fighting, and he wouldn’t be a man if he complained about a few injuries. But adding Divine Soul attacks was really shameless. If it hadn’t been for his slightly unique Cultivation Technique, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

"Have a chat?" Liang Yi stuck to his old routine: fighting took second place, extracting information was primary.

But those two in black robes had no intention of starting a fight. Upon seeing Liang Yi and Su Youyi, they decisively abandoned their target and turned to flee into the woods.

"Youyi, stop them!" Liang Yi made a swift decision, unleashing his carefree wandering to its full potential, and wielding the Immaculate Sword Technique as he slashed toward the black-robed figures.

Su Youyi’s expression was stern. One moment she was by Liang Yi’s side, the next she was blocking the path of the black-robed figures with her sword.

"Ding! You have entered combat status!"

Liang Yi had no time to look at the panel. Mana surged within his body, igniting the traits of the Immaculate Sword Technique[To the Brightest and the Deepest, Purest]. The two black-robed figures felt a lethal threat from his sword.

Seeing obstructions both in front and behind them, the figures in black decided to split up and face their opponents: one took on Su Youyi and the other turned to attack Liang Yi.

Liang Yi was not worried about his junior sister’s safety. However, seeing that the man in the black robe relied on a higher level to try and snatch the sword barehanded, Liang Yi’s mouth curved into a mocking smile.

The moment the black-robed figure grabbed Liang Yi’s wrist, he realized something was wrong—Liang Yi’s sword handling was remarkably stable, the best he had seen in his life!

During the half-year of illusion training on Youdao Mountain, what the mysterious figure loved to do the most was to seize swords empty-handed, so Liang Yi had put great effort into sword-wielding!

You want to take my sword? Who gave you the courage?

With a slight twist of the wrist, the heart of the Qinglu Sword moved at will, slashing towards the black-robed figure’s arm. If he didn’t let go, he would have to bid farewell to that arm.

With a mix of shock and rage, the black-robed figure let go. It was one thing for his attempt to snatch the sword from this junior to fail, but his Divine Soul attack also vanished without a trace, like mud into the ocean.

They usually defeated opponents easily with such tactics, but this time not only was the black fog restrained—reducing its power by thirty percent—but even the Divine Soul attack was ineffective!

Inside Liang Yi’s Spirit Platform, the silhouette of the Creation Green Lotus revolved, blocking the ghostly Divine Soul attack from the black-robed figure.

Every ghostly figure that entered Liang Yi’s Spirit Platform aiming for his Divine Soul, upon seeing the Creation Green Lotus, was so frightened it wanted to retreat immediately. But how could the Creation Green Lotus be so ordinary? The Qinglian aura within Liang Yi overflowed, instantly dissolving the ghost faces formed by the black fog.

The Qinglian Creation didn’t just excel in Body Refinement Methods, it was also top-tier in Divine Soul defense.

"Thud!!"

A kick landed on the black-robed figure’s chest, sending him flying back, spitting blood, and crashing into several towering trees.

Liang Yi was well-versed in beating a fallen foe, giving no chance for the black-robed figure to catch his breath. A sword light swiftly followed, leaving a deep bone-exposing wound in the chest.

The other black-robed figure was in an even worse state. In just a short while, he was missing an arm and peppered with countless wounds, evidently about to fall victim to Su Youyi’s sword.

"Can’t win, retreat!"

The black-robed figure howled, and simultaneously they exhaled streams of black fog to envelop themselves.

Liang Yi and Su Youyi exchanged glances, finding the scene rather familiar.

Ignoring the fruitless efforts of the two figures in black robes, Liang Yi quietly produced what appeared to be a rolling pin, while on the other side, Su Youyi dispersed the mana attached to her Spirit Sword.