# 1146
Chapter 1147: Black Wings
The moment his palm touched the black crystal's surface, a column of black light erupted from the frozen blood pool, shooting straight into the sky!
Whether it was the four-winged demons surrounding Lin Qiye, or the seraphims preparing to annihilate Jiang Er and An Qingyu in the heavens, they all stopped mid-action and turned toward the column of black light.
A terrifying primordial fluctuation swept through the light column. In the span of a single breath, it burned away all the flesh from Shen Qingzhu's right hand that gripped the black crystal, leaving only the stark white bone,死死扣在黑晶表面死死扣在黑晶表面
Shen Qingzhu's form was engulfed by the column of black light, his features contorted into a mask of agony.
At this moment, he had completely lost control of his own body. The primordial hell source疯狂灌入他的体内疯狂灌入他的体内, his skeletal hand gripping the black crystal as if welded in place, utterly unable to pull away.
Shen Qingzhu stared intently at that black crystal, watching it slowly merge into his bones. Even though the pain threatened to tear him apart, he showed no signs of retreat.
The reason Shen Qingzhu could reach where he was today was all thanks to a fierce determination. He dared to take risks, dared to dance on the blade's edge, dared to gamble his life in any situation!
Since he had decided to wager everything he had for a chance for others to live, he would never regret it.
Shen Qingzhu clenched his teeth tight, beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks. As the primordial hell source poured into him, his body began to convulse violently!
Flickering black radiance surged across his skin. His spine curved downward, his form growing hunched as if carrying a mountain on his shoulders. Every muscle and bone in his body screamed in torment.
Shen Qingzhu's eyes turned blood red, a hoarse roar escaping his throat!
BOOM——!!
With a deafening explosion, the flickering black radiance completely shattered Shen Qingzhu's body. He burst apart on the ice surface into countless fragments of blood and flesh scattered across the frozen ground.
"Zhai-ge!!!"
Upon witnessing this, Lin Qiye's eyes nearly burst from their sockets.
He turned back to face the four-winged demons surrounding him, his eyes blazing with endless fury and the resolve of someone ready to die.
"Monkey Brother!"
Lin Qiye bellowed, a shadow emerging from the void and standing quietly behind him.
To once again house Sun Wukong's soul meant certain death for Lin Qiye. But now that they had been driven to such desperate straits, whatever side effects there might be no longer mattered.
Right now, there was only one thought in Lin Qiye's mind—
Kill!!
Just as that shadow was about to descend upon Lin Qiye's body, a crisp sound rang out from behind him.
Ding——!
A black jade pendant tumbled onto the bloodstained ice, bouncing lightly.
The next instant, black Dao halos rapidly spread from the pendant. Wisps of flesh and blood coalesced from the void, wrapping around the floating black crystal's surface, gradually forming a human shape.
Lin Qiye froze in place.
Wasn't that Baili Pangpang's black jade pendant?
It had been used in the mountain cave, hadn't it? How could it still resurrect someone?
Within the ripples of the Dao halos, Shen Qingzhu's body recovered at a staggering speed. The floating black crystal was now embedded within the right side of his chest, perfectly symmetrical with his heart.
The moment Shen Qingzhu's consciousness returned, the agony came crashing back.
Even though his physical form had been restored, the primordial hell source continued to flood into his body. Unable to bear the strain, his flesh and bone began to creak and groan again, as if he were about to shatter apart once more.
But this time, Shen Qingzhu felt something different.
The pain... seemed to have decreased somewhat compared to before?
Shen Qingzhu trembled as he reached out, touching his right chest.
Under the power of the black jade pendant, his body had been reborn on the surface of the black crystal. During this process, he could sense that part of his body had already merged with the primordial hell source.
It was only a small part, but it was indeed power from hell.
Shen Qingzhu had no time to think further. The excruciating pain surged back like a tide, flooding his mind.十几秒后
十几秒后, his entire body burst apart into a rain of blood once more.
Ding——!
As the jade pendant fell, the halos reappeared.
The flickering black radiance seeped into the newly regenerated flesh. Shen Qingzhu's body was reformed again, but this time, his back began to bulge slightly, as if something was about to burst through—
Just as Shen Qingzhu's consciousness returned, he let out a pained roar. His back exploded in a spray of blood mist.
Ssshhk!
A pair of pitch-black wings, like translucent and mysterious black gemstones, unfurled from the blood mist.
In Shen Qingzhu's eyes, a mysterious black divine light began to flow slowly.
"Do you... want power..."
After his second rebirth, a mysterious and enticing voice sounded in Shen Qingzhu's mind.
"Who are you?!" Shen Qingzhu bellowed on the ice, enduring the agony coursing through his body.
"I am the embodiment of malice and corruption accumulated in this primordial source across countless years," the voice replied slowly. "I... am Hell..."
"Get out! Get out of my mind!"
"You willingly accepted my power. You are my servant... Pray to me, offer your soul, and I shall fulfill all your desires."
"I don't need you to grant my wishes!!!"
At the edge of the blood pool, Lin Qiye stood frozen, watching Shen Qingzhu—his back adorned with pitch-black wings, half-kneeling on the bloodstained ice, roaring in agony while his features twisted in torment.
After a moment, as if thinking of something, he forced himself to shout through the pain:
"Zhai-ge!! Steady your mind! You must not be influenced by the corruption within that primordial source!"
"That primordial source was originally cleaved from the primordial heavenly source! Its core is not evil at all—it has only been corroded by the fallen angels' corruption over countless years, transforming it into primordial hell source!!"
"No matter what happens! Do not compromise with the corruption! Do not let it control your mind, or you will forever be nothing but a puppet controlled by it!"
Shen Qingzhu stood with his black wings spread, dark energy continuously emanating from his body. When he heard Lin Qiye's voice, a brief moment of clarity flickered in his eyes.
Trembling, he extended both hands. Black radiance flowed across his skin as he slowly tore at the void before him...
The space around Lin Qiye, surrounded by four-winged demons, the space around Jiang Er, sealed by the pillar of light, and the space around An Qingyu, crushed beneath the mountain of flesh—all simultaneously warped, as if some force was desperately trying to "squeeze" them out of the hell space!
Lin Qiye stared at the hellscape gradually blurring around him, his pupils contracting.
Hell had been sealed by the power of the Cthulhu Faction's god. There was no way they would voluntarily send them out... The only one who could do this was Shen Qingzhu, who had gained control of a portion of hell's core.
He was fighting the primordial hell source for control of hell itself, just to send them away.
Shen Qingzhu knelt on the bloodstained ice, his body creaking ominously, as if he were about to shatter apart at any moment. His face, twisted with agony, glimpsed the warping space around Lin Qiye and the others—and unexpectedly, a serene smile appeared on his features.
"Lin Qiye! Don't underestimate me... I, Shen Qingzhu, am not that fragile."
Lin Qiye resisted being teleported away, trying to grab Shen Qingzhu to bring him along, "I never underestimated you... but if we're leaving, we leave together!"
Shen Qingzhu dodged Lin Qiye's reaching arm, stumbling backward half a step. His face deathly pale, he spoke:
"Before I fully control this primordial hell source, I cannot leave this place. You all go on ahead—just do me a favor... help me check on my family back home, see if they're safe."
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's body went rigid.
Blood dripped from Shen Qingzhu's seven窍. Slowly, he raised his right hand, a faint smile crossing his lips.
"Go, don't worry about me..."
"This time...
It's my turn to save you."
Snap——!
The crisp sound of a finger snap echoed through hell.