This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 875 - 677: Penglai Immortal Cicada

The Little Bamboo House in Abyss Battle City towers into the clouds. As a subsidiary of the Eight Desolate Spirit Realm Bamboo, it has countless wonderful uses, attracting countless cultivators to and fro.

In a peculiar space within the Little Bamboo House, two graceful figures occupy corners of the sky. One wields a longsword, with Sword Intent crisscrossing; the fierce Sword Intent swings and freezes the Eight Desolates. Meanwhile, the other holds a jade flute to her lips, with lingering flute sounds, controlling the world's rhythm with invisible sound waves, using special Law Domain to resist the Sword Intent from all four directions.

Although they seem evenly matched, the sword-wielding maiden appears relaxed and carefree, showing not a hint of tension. Her plain white long dress floats in the wind like swirling clouds.

Looking at the flute-playing woman opposite, dressed in a black gown, her demeanor is mysterious and elegant, like a black epiphyllum. Even though they each occupy one side of the sky, their simultaneous appearance still dazzles the mortal world.

The mournful jade flute sounds crisp and melodious, delightful to hear; regardless of power, in terms of musical cultivation alone, it can be deemed masterly!

The flute sound pierced the space, landing on the frozen Void ice mountain. Initially rooted in the Void, unshakeable by even Eighth Realm cultivators, the ice mountain suddenly showed very slight tremors, rapid in frequency.

Su Youyi noticed this and was momentarily stunned, realizing it's not the ice mountain trembling, but the entire space around it vibrating with a unique rhythm.

The space encompassed by music is clearly much larger than that encompassed by Sword Intent.

Crack—

When the vibration reached its peak, a tiny crack suddenly appeared on the ice mountain frozen in the Void.

Su Youyi tightened her grip on the Lovesick Sword, her gaze growing more solemn, the chilling Sword Intent on her body becoming even more intense.

The cracks gradually multiplied, as if the unique melody sought to shatter the ice mountain frozen in the Void along with the peculiar Sword Intent. However, at this moment, the owner of the melody, Wan Tinggui, suddenly showed an expression of unwillingness, sweat dripping down her temples.

After a brief struggle, Wan Tinggui helplessly put away the jade flute and chose to give up.

She had reached her limit…

Not that she couldn't go further, but going further would not be a spar but a life-and-death confrontation.

"Lost, in just one day you've comprehended the Ninth Cold Sword Intent of Cold Frost Sword Master to such a degree, truly terrifying…"

As Wan Tinggui put away the jade flute, the frozen Void ice around shattered instantly, turning into pale blue cold mist floating in mid-air.

Su Youyi also smiled and put away the Lovesick Sword, gratefully approaching Wan Tinggui and handing her a handkerchief, saying, "If it were only me, I definitely couldn't comprehend so quickly. Luckily, I have you!"

"Mutual progress, after sparring with you for half a month, I've noticeably felt I'm getting stronger."

Wan Tinggui took the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, recalling the mutual sparring over the past half month, a sentiment arose in her heart: "Though I didn't expect… Your progress speed is indeed so fast, you've reached this level now."

Wan Tinggui helplessly shook her head. Since Uncle Ju rested, she and Yue Bai have been accompanying Su Youyi in practice.

To their surprise, when the three of them trained together, each made significant progress.

Yue Bai suddenly had an epiphany in sparring two days ago, turning right out the door to ask the Little Bamboo House manager for a secluded place and went into retreat, judging from her joyful appearance, she should have made great gains. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Wan Tinggui herself also noticed her Law Domain has been astonishingly strengthening during this half-month. Before, she could only manipulate a small portion of the rhythm between heaven and earth; now she can directly control a part of it.

But compared to her and Yue Bai, Su Youyi's progress is even more astonishing!

Su Youyi hasn't rested for half a month, constantly pulling her and Yue Bai to crazily spar. Although exhausted, they didn't complain, as their own progress was clearly perceivable.

"Even if I secluded myself alone, I wouldn't make such progress; it's all thanks to you and Yue Bai."

Su Youyi shook her head, glanced at the Lovesick Sword in her hand, and looked up with a radiant smile at Wan Tinggui, saying softly.

"Even with such progress, I still can't grasp the so-called domain transformations; it seems I lack enough domain mastery and accumulated foundation," Wan Tinggui regrettably said, despite the progress, she has been left far behind by both Liang Yi and Su Youyi.

However, it's not just her; nearly ninety-nine percent of Ninth Realm Great Cultivators have been left behind.

Su Youyi's smile showed some helplessness, as she had no solution to this matter. As she attempted to speak comforting words, her expression suddenly changed, turning to look at the void in the sky,

"What's wrong?"

Wan Tinggui incomprehensibly looked up at the sky, seeing nothing, unable to discern what Su Youyi had suddenly perceived.

"Senior Brother is back!"

Su Youyi hurriedly uttered, then her figure instantly vanished, a sword mark appearing in the sky.

"So anxious?"

Wan Tinggui was a bit dumbfounded. Su Youyi seemed not even to have time to leave this peculiar space and then the Little Bamboo House, opting directly to sever the space!

"Er… How should I explain this to the Little Bamboo House?"

Wan Tinggui propped her face with one hand, troubled by the surrounding devastation; this Secret Realm is likely ruined.