This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 698 - 597: Scheme within a Scheme

At the Desert North border, gazing across the horizon face-to-face with the army of Mystical Mechanism, a blood-red long scar spanned the sky, and three strong auras shone like the Big Sun in all directions.

"How are the preparations?"

Inside a gorgeous blood-red palace floating within the Abyss defensive line, a tall figure who was meditating with eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes after sensing the opposing aura from the Desert North.

Five Abyss Envoys were already at the frontline, except for Xia Kun who was guarding the Abyss homeland, the other four had appeared in Beimo in their true forms.

"Lord Gongsun, the Mystical Mechanism side is ready to strike; the Super Force has deployed most of their power. However, the arrays spread across Beimo have also been set up, and all Abyss Cultivators are prepared to defend."

A slender female cultivator emerged from the light of the Blood Moon, reporting the current intelligence to Gongsun Bai'an with efficiency and precision.

"What about Chen Hua?"

Gongsun Bai'an, leaning his head on one hand and with the phantom of the Blood Moon looming behind him, was indifferent to other matters—only Chen Hua warranted their careful attention!

"Chen Hua has not been seen yet, but according to intelligence, it's highly probable that he is already amongst the Mystical Mechanism army."

The silhouette flipped through the intelligence summary in her hands and declared decisively.

"Hmm, this time they probably want to test our attitude, but they are bound to be disappointed."

Gongsun Bai'an looked up and afar, his gaze seeming to pierce through the palace, watching the Mystical Mechanism army from thousands of miles away.

Currently, they were quite comfortable on their side, completely unruffled; as long as they fend off the nuisances from Mystical Mechanism, the ultimate victory would definitely be theirs!

This situation was somewhat special, very different from the simplistic invasions of the past two dimensions.

If in the previous two dimensions they were overturned by Mystical Mechanism Cultivators while having the upper hand, then this time it was just a brief advantage at the start; once Mystical Mechanism Continent responded and established a battle line, it became a balanced power confrontation.

Moreover, this balance might gradually turn into a disadvantage for them as time progresses.

Therefore, if they could win by merely dragging out the time without entering that meat-grinder-like battlefield, the Abyss Cultivators wouldn't forsake this plan due to concerns about face.

Although the enemy was approaching fiercely, Gongsun Bai'an still remained utterly composed.

"Lord Gongsun, what if Chen Hua disregards face and directly attacks the cultivators on the battlefield?"

The silhouette lurking in the shadows hesitated slightly before asking. Although this question might displease the lord, she was genuinely concerned about it.

Or perhaps, not just her; all Abyss Cultivators present in Beimo harbored this worry.

It wasn't about fear of Chen Hua turning the tide and causing a disastrous defeat, but simply the fear of being annihilated by Chen Hua's sword, including them.

They also knew that without Lord Gu Chengan, the remaining envoys, although powerful, were no match for Chen Hua.

Now that they were on the defensive, these envoys were more likely to avoid confrontation with Chen Hua, allowing subordinates to die in their stead.

Hearing the somewhat worried inquiry from his subordinate, Gongsun Bai'an raised an eyebrow, his eyes shifted subtly, and he turned his attention towards the female cultivator.

The moment Gongsun Bai'an's gaze fell on her, her body shuddered, the gaze weighing like mountains on her shoulders, causing her bones to groan under the unbearable pressure.

Her body instantly drenched in cold sweat, the fine figure blurred momentarily, but feeling the faint murderous intent within his gaze, all she could do was kneel in terror, begging for forgiveness.

But before the female cultivator could kneel, the crushing pressure from the mountains on her shoulders abruptly vanished, leaving only Gongsun Bai'an's somewhat languid voice echoing in the great hall:

"Don't worry! Without Lord Abyss personally intervening, it might be hard to kill Chen Hua, but there's still a way to block him."

"Yes, this subordinate understands!"

The female cultivator spoke with trepidation, bowing her head and hurriedly retreating back into the shadows.

Gongsun Bai'an didn't kill her, not because he forgave her, but rather he needed a messenger to relay this information to all Abyss Cultivators.

To prevent them from faltering in battle, always guarding against Chen Hua's lethal sword.

Catching the retreating figure from the corner of his eye, Gongsun Bai'an felt no ripples in his heart, only slightly annoyed by her tactlessness.

Although Gongsun Bai'an was capricious, he wasn't a fool. Killing a Great Cultivator of the Eighth Realm just before the battle over a few words would be senseless.

However, that woman's words did remind Gongsun Bai'an of the "gift" the Abyss had given them before they left.

In the quiet and vast hall, Gongsun Bai'an stretched out his thumb and forefinger towards the void and gently pinched, a crystalline and luminescent glass bead seamlessly appeared from the void.

Though the outer layer of the glass bead shone brightly, its core was not clear; instead, inside it moved slowly rotating cloud-like wisps of substance, mystical and magnificent!

Ordinary cultivators might get utterly lost within it just by glancing at it, spellbound to the dissolution of their Divine Soul, leaving only their physical body in the world.