This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered

The ghost creatures are in unspeakable misery now. They had just become familiar with a certain Sword Intent's attack pattern, only to face a different Sword Intent attacking them the next second.

In just a dozen breaths, the strongest ghost creature in the midst of the Seventh Realm felt as if it was contending with hundreds of Sword Cultivators simultaneously; entirely different Sword Intents and attack styles proliferated, with wounds visibly multiplying on its body.

"How exhausting!"

This ghost creature, retaining most of its intellect, sighed heavily.

Especially those leading four Sword Intents, each fiercer than the last—sweeping through like a desolate no-man's land, as if chopping vegetables, effortlessly crushing them one by one.

Wave after wave of Sword Intent surged continuously like tides, and no matter how many they shattered, another would always immediately replace it.

When Chen Hua's specific Sword Intent came hunting for it, the ghost creature realized that today might be its last.

Casting a glance with the corner of its eye at another battle, the Ghost Prison Dragon, the situation seemed nearly identical; both trapped and pummeled.

Cen Zian faced for the first time an opponent that overwhelmingly crushed him, something he could never have imagined before.

Cen Zian had encountered Daoist Practitioners specializing in wide-range damage; while the human wave tactic from Ghost Prison might be somewhat ineffective, such Daoist Practitioners are the easiest to kill once approached.

They did not possess the fierce lethality of Sword Cultivators, nor the implausible defense of Body Cultivators. Once up close, there were myriad ways to defeat them.

However, against fiercely lethal Sword Cultivators or near invincible Body Cultivators within arm's reach, Cen Zian would wear down their Spiritual Power and stamina with human wave tactics, taking pleasure in their reluctant yet unable to touch him demeanor.

Although these Cultivators had the capability to inflict wide-reaching damage, they weren't primarily focused on this aspect; Cen Zian was still confident he could hold his ground.

Yet this time, following his usual strategy to exhaust them initially with waves of attacks, he didn't expect that without even touching Su Youyi's sword, his myriad ghost creatures would be wiped out instantly.

Even though many more ghost creatures existed beyond the skeletal gates, Cen Zian dared not expose them anymore, fearing, truly fearing Su Youyi wrapping up his centuries of cultivation with a single strike.

At that point, he wouldn't even have a place to weep.

Initially capitalizing on this battlefield, whether it was the Abyss Cultivators' Divine Souls or the Mystical Mechanism Continent Cultivators' Divine Souls, he had collected plenty, profiting immensely.

But Su Youyi's one sword strike rendered all his effort fruitless, tragically so.

Now Cen Zian, with his powerful sonic attacks combined with several hundred ghost creatures, sought to inflict some injury on Su Youyi, or even kill her outright.

Unexpectedly, the reality was harsh, as if getting slapped twice directly in the face, making him realize his actual situation.

This woman, he seemed truly unable to provoke her...

Cen Zian was now beating a retreat in his heart, pondering whether to sacrifice those ghost creatures, or even Wei Ruo to secure his escape.

Even though he had suffered losses now, as long as he remained unscathed, a period of recuperation and more time as refuse on the battlefield would still make him a formidable force.

Currently unfolding his Senluo Ghost Prison Domain, unclear of the outside situation, he also did not know the status of that woman, Wei Ruo.

Although her strength was not up to his level, the difference wasn't vast. Blocking three weakened Seventh Realm entities should still be manageable, right?

While Cen Zian was pondering the feasibility of this plan, Su Youyi made her move again.

A Sword Cultivator's sword sense is incomparably sharp. Initially defending to protect her senior brother from disturbance, Su Youyi had kept a defensive stance to guard against the opponent's tactics, possibly binding her to head towards her senior brother.

Now realizing that her opponent was contemplating fleeing, Su Youyi was no longer concerned; switching from defense to attack, she decided to permanently resolve her opponent!

With a thought, Su Youyi's crown illusion above her head suddenly enlarged!

Cen Zian's complexion drastically changed, his right hand clutching his chest, a trace of crimson blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

His Law Domain was being shattered!

Although Seventh Realm Cultivators possessing Law might delve into their Law incessantly to expand it into a Domain, such Cultivators are extremely rare.

Daoist Practitioners are considered the simplest category of Cultivators to comprehend Law Domains, while Sword Cultivators and Body Cultivators find it much more difficult. However, once Body Cultivators and Sword Cultivators grasp a Law Domain, their combat power increases exponentially!

Especially Body Cultivators, with punches and kicks that could destroy celestial bodies, reaching a certain level of strength can turn some weaknesses into non-issues.

This is also why some young prodigious Cultivators can overcome stronger opponents, defeating higher Realm Cultivators across Realms!

Cen Zian's cultivation method, which involves controlling ghost creatures, is part of Ghost Cultivation. His young age understanding of Law Domain, aside from his special Cultivation Technique, is also due to his extraordinary talent, which forms the basis of his pride.

But facing the imperial crown illusion above Su Youyi, his Senluo Ghost Prison couldn't resist in the slightest, gradually being crushed!

Wherever the imperial crown expanded, the Sword Intent followed, sweeping irresistibly through everything in its path!

The ghosts still hiding within the Senluo Ghost Prison were completely cleansed by the surge of Sword Intent, their wails of agony filling the air.

Previously, the Ghost Prison Sound Dragon was eradicated in the blink of an eye along with those ghosts when Su Youyi switched to an offensive stance.

The Law Domain is tightly connected to the cultivator themselves; now that Su Youyi has shattered Cen Zian's Senluo Ghost Prison, she has essentially destroyed the foundation of Cen Zian's Laws in an invisible manner!

"Pu!"

A mouthful of Essence Blood spurted out, creating a mist of blood in mid-air.

After a few futile attempts to resist, Cen Zian couldn't bear the cost any longer and hastily withdrew the Senluo Ghost Prison, trying to minimize his losses.

Even so, the loss was so profound that Cen Zian felt suffocated with heartache.

However, he had no time to ponder over the losses, because the Sword Immortal-like girl in mid-air was already pointing her sword at him.

When the Senluo Ghost Prison shattered, the four people engaged in the fierce battle outside instinctively stopped and turned their heads to look toward the distant battlefield.

"That's... Liang Yi the young hero and Fairy Su!"

Mi Sheng's Buddha Vajra slowly dissipated behind him as he looked towards the west, gasping for air and with a worried gaze.

Mi Le and Mi Sui first glanced in shock at the woman cultivator who was effortlessly dealing with three opponents, then also turned their gazes toward the distance, eager to know the outcome.

When Cen Zian brought about the Senluo Ghost Prison, they were isolated outside, unable to enter and help out, let alone facing a formidable female cultivator blocking them.

Wei Ruo's breath was calm, showing no pressure from facing three Seventh Realm cultivators, as they posed no threat to her.

But she had her own intentions, so she blatantly slacked off, merely blocking the three men without using her full strength.

As for Cen Zian's side, she wasn't worried at all; she was all too familiar with the capabilities of those two.

Yue Bai and Master Orange stayed close by. Yue Bai thought about possibly assisting the three Zen monks, but Master Orange stopped her for some reason, suggesting that she just watch the show.

Now, that gloomy Law Domain covered in a black veil violently shattered, and Yue Bai anxiously turned to look.

In the sky, a brilliance akin to a stunning streak of light flashed by, and successive rings of air waves exploded, with Su Youyi's figure moving so fast it was nearly invisible.

Cen Zian, alarmed, gritted his teeth and looked up at the streak of light charging directly at him, a sense of panic and helplessness stealthily overtaking his heart.

Suddenly pulling off the pale white skull necklace around his neck, Cen Zian crushed it in one squeeze!

From the shattered skull, a massive amount of black mist gushed out and converged behind Cen Zian into a gigantic and ferocious ghost.

"The Reverse Fate Ghost Mask?"

Wei Ruo was somewhat surprised seeing the ghost that appeared behind Cen Zian, having only had suspicions before, she now confirmed that this Cen Zian, who has recently risen to fame in the Abyss, must indeed be the disciple of the Ninth Realm Ghost Cultivator, Abyss Envoy Zuo Yongning.

"Damn it... to think I'd be forced to use the trump card my master left me!"

Cen Zian's teeth gritted noisily, so infuriated he almost crushed his teeth, his face filled with rage as he watched the piercing sword light targeting him.

However, after the enormous ghost appeared behind him, the panic in Cen Zian's heart completely dissipated.

Su Youyi looked up; the ghost behind Cen Zian had a slender body, completely enveloped in an eerie, sand-like Abyss Demon Fog, appearing as if draped in a black veil. Its eyes were hollow, filled with lifeless gray pupils, and at this moment, it looked somewhat dazed as it hung its head.

What caught Su Youyi's attention were the numerous blank masks floating on the ghost's body, giving her a bone-chilling feeling from just looking at them.

She didn't understand what these masks were for now, but with the sword already swung, it was time to let her sword ask the questions!

"Ghost Mask, kill her and bring her Divine Soul back to me!" Cen Zian pointed at Su Youyi and commanded loudly.

His losses this time were immensely severe, disastrously so. Only by killing Su Youyi and obtaining her Divine Soul could he recoup a bit.

Upon hearing the command, the huge ghost that had been hanging its head slowly lifted it, and its gray, glassy pupils reflected the image of Su Youyi wielding her sword.

"Not good!"

Wei Ruo's expression changed from a distance, her mind swearing at the bad timing. The worst thing to do when facing the Reverse Fate Ghost Mask is to make eye contact.

But it was already too late to warn; Su Youyi, curious to probe the depths of this ghost, inadvertently made eye contact with the suddenly looking up giant ghost.

The sensation of being peered at passed through the giant ghost's eyes, giving Su Youyi an extremely odd feeling, as if she was staring at herself!