Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

Boom—The eighth lightning bolt, slowly approaching. Gu Yelin once again released a terrifying aura of death.

Everyone’s actions became fiercer, treating An Yiqing as a mortal enemy, wishing to tear her to pieces.

Looking at the ugly faces of the people in front of her, An Yiqing felt desolate. For the first time, she reflected on her life-long ambition to heal others—why couldn’t she save their hearts?!

Was everything she worked for meant for these people?!

Slowly turning her head, she reluctantly cast a glance at the man amidst the lightning. Gu Yelin seemed to sense her gaze, his body trembled, and the aura of death grew denser.

An Yiqing turned away, not noticing Gu Yelin’s change. She slowly raised a piece of Purple Crystal Stone, glaring coldly at the crowd.

"Don’t you all want to kill him? What I hold in my hand is the lifeline of the God-Devil Physique. As long as this exists, he will live forever! If you want to kill him, take this first! Otherwise, be prepared for him to resurrect again and again, until you’re all dead!"

Everyone shivered with fear in their hearts. Immortality?

Even Xiao Yu felt puzzled, as nobody truly understood what the God-Devil Physique was. Their only understanding came from ancestral teachings: it cannot be left alive. Now, An Yiqing’s words sounded too convincing, causing everyone to waver.

Looking again at the Purple Crystal Stone, it radiated endless energy—could this really be the source of the God-Devil Physique?!

An Yiqing stared at them intensely, gambling. Few in this world had seen a Jade Spirit, let alone a Purple Jade Sprite. She gambled, gambling that these people wouldn’t dare risk their lives. Just one more bolt of lightning to delay, and Gu Yelin’s life would be saved!

Fatty Mao Er and Xiao Hei slowly moved towards Gu Yelin, while Fatty Mao Er threw a larger Purple Jade Sprite into the Power of Thunder and Lightning.

The crowd wavered, slowly approaching. Some headed towards An Yiqing, while others attacked in Gu Yelin’s direction.

At that moment, dragon roars broke through the clouds. Long Zixuan returned with two giant dragons!

"Zixuan, over here!"

Fatty Mao Er shouted, and Long Zixuan immediately swooped down, with the two giant dragons surrounding Gu Yelin.

"Where’s the old master and them?" Fatty Mao Er asked.

"In a safe place, I have people watching over them."

Fatty Mao Er nodded, "The last lightning bolt remains, hold on!"

The crowd surged forward, with Long Zixuan leading the charge, fighting fiercely. Fatty Mao Er and Xiao Hei focused on defense, shielding Gu Yelin and the unconscious elders behind them.

On the other side, An Yiqing retreated step by step, unknowingly reaching the cliff’s edge.

"An Yiqing, we have a thousand-year marriage contract, I didn’t intend to take your life. Hand over the item and come back with me, and I promise the Gu and An Families will remain unharmed," Xiao Yu said in a deep voice.

An Yiqing sneered, stepping back again, "I don’t need your false kindness. Hanyu Sect, Xiao Yu, if I survive, I swear to leave none of you standing!"

"Why waste words with her! Seize it!" Nangong Jue impatiently commanded, and the Nangong Family surged forward.

Seeing this, others rushed in too. Xiao Yu stood motionless, coldly watching the blood-soaked woman in red. She, he desired! The God-Devil Physique must die!

People fell one by one, yet others pounced forward. An Yiqing stood atop a mound of corpses, slaying the incoming foes one by one.

Her arm was already numb, driven only by a single belief in her heart—to kill!

Gradually, the crowd stopped advancing. This woman, she single-handedly killed dozens of them, instilling fear. Everyone felt that this woman in red was a demon! She was immortal!

Amidst the lightning and thunder, An Yiqing stood covered in blood atop the corpses. The Qingying Sword in her hand dripped with blood, her body covered in countless wounds. Her long black hair danced wildly in the stormy wind, the winds howling incessantly, seemingly mourning for her.

Xiao Yu walked forward step by step, gazing at her solemnly.

"I’m giving you one last chance, you..."

"My husband is only Gu Yelin!" An Yiqing interrupted.

Xiao Yu laughed in anger, "Good, good, good! In that case, I’ll fulfill your righteousness!"

Leaping upwards, a majestic aura assaulted An Yiqing. She wielded the Qingying Sword, fighting once more!

The crowd, seeing this, suppressed their fear and surged again.

At that moment, a thunderous boom was heard, shaking the earth and mountains!

The final heaven’s lightning fell, seemingly intent on destroying everything! Those around Gu Yelin were thrown away by the powerful aura, and Long Zixuan hurriedly gathered Ye Chenghong and others to ensure their safety.

A thick lightning pillar struck Gu Yelin, the ground slowly cracking open, revealing a ferocious abyss. The black aura around him grew thicker, suffocating everyone.

An Yiqing looked up, a sense of relief in her heart. Xiao Yu seized this flaw, rushing towards her to snatch the Purple Crystal Stone in her hand.

An Yiqing quickly retreated, with Xiao Yu chasing closely. Suddenly, his eyes widened, looking at her with terror.

An Yiqing felt puzzled, turning to look behind—a bottomless abyss!

Unable to control her body, she fell from the edge of the cliff. An Yiqing urgently gripped the rock crevices with her hands but couldn’t resist the tremendous gravitational pull.

Xiao Yu was shocked, his face pale, reaching out to pull her up. At that moment, a fierce glint appeared in An Yiqing’s eyes. She suddenly grabbed Xiao Yu’s hand and pulled him down from the cliff with all her might.

If we’re going to die, let’s die together!

"Sister An!"

Long Zixuan was taken aback, rushing over. But nearly a hundred people surrounded him tightly. Long Zixuan was not a god; he lacked the power to Break Void to Divinity!

Everyone was encircled by the enemy, forced to watch as An Yiqing pulled Xiao Yu down into the vast sea.

The Nine Heavens Tribulation dissipated, the Power of Thunder and Lightning slowly fading. When Gu Yelin opened his eyes, a red silhouette vanished at the edge of the cliff, leaving only a piece of red gauze embroidered with a flying phoenix.

The red gauze fluttered in the wind, slowly drifting into his hand. Gu Yelin stared at the red gauze silently for a long time.

After a while, he slowly lifted his head, eyes as dark as ink.

"You all must die."