The entire battlefield went deathly silent the moment Long Huang spoke Zhao Ling's name.
Far below on the inner palace balcony, Princess Zhao Ling suddenly gasped. Her body jerked upward as if pulled by invisible chains. Golden phoenix flames around her exploded violently, but instead of warm rebirth light, they turned dark gold-black, twisting like corrupted serpents.
Her beautiful dark eyes — the same eyes that had looked at Wei Chen with shy desire and fierce loyalty — flashed completely gold-black.
"No… no…" she whispered, voice layered with an ancient, hateful tone that was not her own. "Husband… I can't… he's inside me… since birth…"
Her phoenix wings spread wide, but the feathers were turning obsidian with golden veins. Her power surged uncontrollably, rising to dangerous new heights as the ancient corruption Long Huang had planted ten thousand years ago fully awakened.
Long Huang's colossal dragon head tilted, a cruel smile spreading across his scaled maw.
"She was always my insurance policy, little descendant. A hidden seed inside the Zhao bloodline. The perfect vessel to break your heart before I break your body."
Wei Chen's golden sun brand erupted with fury.
"Zhao Ling!"
He shot forward like a golden comet, leaving the balcony in a streak of light. The three queens followed instantly — Lin Xue, Su Mei, and Tigress Yu flying right behind him, faces filled with fear and determination.
Zhao Ling's body floated higher, robes tearing as dark phoenix energy crackled around her. She looked at Wei Chen with tears streaming down her cheeks, even as her power grew terrifyingly strong.
"Husband… please… kill me before I hurt you… before I hurt our child…"
The words hit Wei Chen like a physical blow.
Their unborn child — the one growing inside her from their many nights of love — was also being corrupted.
Wei Chen reached her in a heartbeat. He grabbed her waist mid-air and pulled her against his chest, thrusting deep into her in one desperate motion, even as they floated thousands of feet above the raging battlefield.
"Never," he growled, voice thick with emotion and fury. "I'm not losing you. I'm purifying you right now."
He began pounding into her with powerful, rhythmic thrusts — not gentle, but filled with raw love and Yang fire. Zhao Ling cried out, legs wrapping around him instinctively even as dark energy fought against his golden light inside her.
"Husband… it hurts… but don't stop… please don't stop…"
Lin Xue reached them first, pressing her cool body against Zhao Ling's back, frost qi flowing into her to soothe the corruption.
Su Mei wrapped around Wei Chen from behind, demonic warmth pushing more Yang through him into Zhao Ling.
Tigress Yu supported them all with her powerful arms, primal strength keeping them stable mid-air while she kissed Zhao Ling's neck, pouring her own life force in.
The other queens formed a protective sphere around them — Lei Xin's thunder barrier, Shang Mian's void shield, Hua Shi's time slow field, and the rest pouring their laws into the purification.
Wei Chen never stopped thrusting — deep, steady, loving strokes while he kissed Zhao Ling with everything he had.
"Feel me, Ling'er. Feel how much I love you. Your name is mine. Your body is mine. Your child is ours. Fight it with me."
Tears streamed down Zhao Ling's face as she rode him desperately, dark phoenix energy clashing against his golden sun inside her core.
"I love you… I love you so much… don't let him take me…"
Climax after climax ripped through her — each one pushing back the corruption a little more. She squirted golden-black essence that slowly turned pure gold as Wei Chen's seed flooded her again and again.
But Long Huang was not idle.
The Ancient Dragon Enemy laughed and swung one massive claw toward them.
"Touching. But futile."
The claw strike contained the power to erase mountains.
Wei Chen pointed one finger without pulling out of Zhao Ling — golden beam colliding with the claw mid-air. The explosion was apocalyptic. Shockwaves destroyed entire battle lines below.
While still buried deep inside his corrupted queen, Wei Chen continued the purification cycle — thrusting, kissing, pouring his entire being into her.
The other queens joined in turns — Lin Xue kissing her deeply, Su Mei licking where they joined, Yu pressing her powerful body against them, all pouring their love and power into the desperate rescue.
Slowly, very slowly, the gold-black in Zhao Ling's eyes began to recede.
But the cost was enormous.
Long Huang's true power was finally revealed — he was not just a rival. He was the ancient being who had hunted the Yang Dragon bloodline to near extinction.
And now he was targeting the one thing that could break Wei Chen's heart.
Zhao Ling suddenly screamed — her body arching violently as the corruption fought back one final time.
Her phoenix wings turned completely black.
And from her mouth came Long Huang's voice:
"She will be my new vessel… and you will watch as I make her kill every single one of your queens."
Zhao Ling's eyes turned fully gold-black once more.
She looked at Wei Chen with a twisted, heartbroken smile.
"Husband… run…"
Then she exploded with dark phoenix power — a blast so strong it sent even Wei Chen flying backward, his body tumbling through the sky.
When the light cleared, Zhao Ling hovered in the air, completely corrupted, black phoenix wings spread wide, power rivaling a true god.
She raised her hand toward the pride.
And attacked.
To be Continued
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