The moment Zhao Ling's eyes turned completely gold-black, the entire battlefield seemed to hold its breath.
Her beautiful phoenix wings, once radiant gold, were now pitch black with molten gold veins pulsing like corrupted blood. Dark phoenix fire erupted around her, twisting into jagged black flames that burned colder than ice. Her once gentle and proud face was twisted with pain and hatred that was not entirely her own.
"Husband…" she whispered, voice layered with Long Huang's ancient malice. "Run… please run…"
Then she attacked.
A wave of black-gold phoenix fire exploded outward, targeting the entire pride at once. The flames were not normal fire — they carried the same devouring cold that the Frost-Eater echo had used, only amplified by Zhao Ling's royal phoenix bloodline.
Wei Chen reacted faster than thought.
He shot forward, golden sun energy blazing around him like a second skin, and slammed into her mid-air. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, thrusting deep into her in one desperate motion even as they tumbled through the sky.
"Ling'er — fight it!" he roared, voice breaking with raw emotion. "I'm not losing you!"
He began pounding into her with powerful, urgent thrusts — not for pleasure, but for survival. His Yang fire poured into her core, trying to burn out the corruption from the inside. Zhao Ling cried out, legs wrapping around him instinctively even as black flames erupted from her back.
"I… I can't… he's too deep inside me…" she sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks while her body betrayed her, walls clenching around him desperately.
The other queens immediately formed a protective sphere around them.
Lin Xue created a massive frost dome to contain the black flames. Su Mei wrapped corrosive chains around Zhao Ling's limbs to restrain her without hurting her. Tigress Yu used her primal strength to hold them all steady in mid-air. Lei Xin, Shang Mian, Hua Shi, Sheng Si, Ling Hun, and Luan Xu poured their laws into the purification — thunder, void, time, life-death, phantom, and chaos-order all flooding into Zhao Ling through Wei Chen's body.
Wei Chen never stopped moving inside her.
He kissed her fiercely, pouring every ounce of love and Yang into the connection.
"Remember our first night? Remember how you chose me? Remember our child growing inside you? Fight for us, Ling'er!"
Zhao Ling's body arched violently — pleasure and pain mixing in a brutal war inside her. She climaxed hard, squirting golden-black essence that slowly turned purer gold with each thrust.
But Long Huang's voice laughed through her mouth.
"You think love can defeat ten thousand years of planning? Pathetic."
Zhao Ling's hand suddenly glowed with dark power. She pressed it against Wei Chen's chest, trying to unleash a point-blank phoenix blast directly into his heart.
At the last second, she redirected it — blasting herself backward instead, tearing herself off Wei Chen's length with a heartbroken cry.
She hovered several dozen meters away, breathing heavily, black wings spread wide, tears flowing freely.
"I won't let him use me to hurt you…" she whispered.
Then her expression twisted again.
Long Huang took full control.
Zhao Ling's power surged to terrifying new heights — peak god realm in an instant. Black phoenix flames erupted around her like a dark sun.
She attacked.
A massive black phoenix descended from the sky, claws aimed straight at the pride's protective formation. The strike carried enough power to erase half the continent.
Wei Chen met it head-on.
He pointed one finger.
The golden beam collided with the black phoenix in a cataclysmic explosion that lit up the entire immortal realm. Shockwaves destroyed mountain ranges. Rivers boiled. Millions of lower cultivators on both sides were vaporized.
When the light faded, Wei Chen was bleeding from multiple wounds, but he was still standing.
Zhao Ling hovered opposite him, breathing hard, black tears streaming down her face.
"Husband… if you can't save me… then kill me. Please. Before I kill them."
The words shattered something inside Wei Chen.
His three queens — Lin Xue, Su Mei, and Tigress Yu — immediately pressed against him, bodies warm and devoted, trying to give him strength.
Lin Xue whispered softly, "We will save her together. Don't give up."
Su Mei's voice was fierce. "She's ours. We don't abandon our sisters."
Yu growled. "Husband strong. We stronger together."
Wei Chen closed his eyes for one heartbeat, then opened them with renewed fire.
"I'm not killing her. I'm bringing her home."
He turned to the entire pride.
"All of you — prepare the strongest purification formation we have. I'm going to drag her back into the cycle, even if I have to fuck the corruption out of her in front of the entire realm."
The queens nodded without hesitation.
Zhao Ling screamed as Long Huang forced her to attack again — a barrage of black phoenix feathers that could pierce god-level defenses.
Wei Chen met every strike with one finger, each beam precise and devastating, while slowly closing the distance to her.
The most painful, desperate, and loving battle of his life had begun.
To be Continued
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