Transmigrated As A Cannon Fodder Sacrifice, I Tricked An Evil God Into Becoming My Live-In Husband - Chapter 35

The time it took for that incense stick to burn felt longer than any century Zheng Qiuyu had ever experienced.

When the last wisp of green smoke dissipated…

The sky collapsed.

This was no mere figure of speech.

The suffocating darkness, thick as a frozen mass, crashed down from the heavens, crushing the Azure Cloud Sect beneath its weight.

The Mountain-Protecting Formation groaned under the strain, its luminous barrier visibly dimming as the runes swirling across its surface flickered like dying fireflies.

The air itself transformed into a viscous, nauseating sludge.

The stench of sulfur and rotting flesh clawed its way into every nostril, blocking meridians and freezing spiritual energy.

Ugh… ah—

In the outer sect courtyard, a disciple finally succumbed to the pressure. His eyes rolled back, viscous bl00d seeping from his seven orifices as he collapsed stiffly to the ground.

This was not an isolated incident.

Panic didn’t even have time to spread before it was swallowed by an even deeper despair.

The crisp sound of Magic Swords falling to the ground, the disciples’ stifled sobs, and the elders’ pained grunts as their spiritual energy spiraled out of control coalesced into a prelude to the end of the world.

And the eye of this storm of pressure pointed directly at Pill Peak.

The pitch-black clouds writhed, and from their depths emerged a figure.

A thin veil was her only covering, its sheer fabric outlining curves that could tempt gods and Buddhas to fall.

Her face embodied all the world’s allure and bewitchment.

Yet the oppressive aura radiating from her shattered the massive rocks beneath Pill Peak inch by inch, crushing countless high-level inner sect disciples to the ground, denying them even the right to lift their eyelids and gaze upon her.

Queen of the Succubi, Saya.

Her gaze pierced through formations, mountains, and all kneeling creatures.

It penetrated everything, locking onto Zheng Qiuyu in the secret chamber and Zhuohuo standing behind her.

A voice, bypassing eardrums, exploded directly within the depths of every soul.

Hand over Zhuohuo.

Or this world will be reduced to dust.

Zheng Qiuyu’s heart stopped, gripped by an invisible hand.

But the pause lasted only half a second.

The performance had begun.

The last trace of color drained from her face as her body began to tremble uncontrollably. As if all her strength had been sapped away, she staggered and collapsed beside the Cold Jade Bed.

One hand instinctively shielded her flat abdomen.

The other hand gripped Zhuohuo’s icy sleeve with desperate force.

The tears welling in her eyes were not a sign of weakness, but her most lethal weapon in that moment.

Husband!

They… they’re trying to steal our child!

This heart-wrenching cry, infused with all her spiritual power, channeled through the Word Spirit System, transforming into an irrefutable truth.

With surgical precision, she twisted a cross-realm pursuit into a monstrous tragedy of child abduction!

As if pierced by this bone-deep terror, the sleeping Zhuohuo stirred.

The crimson Love Gu Chain on his forehead erupted with a world-devouring red light!

Boom!

A power neither of heaven nor earth, belonging to no known system within the Three Realms and Six Paths, surged forth from his body like a geyser.

It was the power of nothingness—a terrifying will to drag all creation back into primordial chaos.

The force shot skyward, colliding with the Demonic Qi that had been suppressing all existence.

The sky tore open in a jagged, gaping rift.

On one side of the rift lay the abyss of the Demonic Realm, devouring all light.

On the other side lay the chaotic void, annihilating all existence.

Two supreme forces clashed and intertwined with savage intensity, emitting crackling sounds that warped even space itself.

The entire Azure Cloud Sect stood dumbfounded.

The elders and disciples, whose bones had been creaking under the oppressive force, finally found a sliver of respite in the narrow space between the warring powers.

They gazed in horror at the apocalyptic spectacle in the heavens, their souls trembling.

What… what kind of power is that?

The Divine Son… is this the Divine Son’s power? To stand against such a terrifying demon lord!

After the initial shock, a spark of hope ignited in their hearts, growing into a raging flame.

For the first time, they truly grasped the Divine Son’s immense power.

And for the first time, they embraced Zheng Qiuyu’s colossal lie with near-fanatical fervor.

Above, beneath the Succubus Queen’s black veil, her brow furrowed imperceptibly.

A flicker of surprise and doubt crossed her eyes.

This power… it was too pure.

So pure it was untouched by karma, utterly unlike the Demon Sovereign’s power she remembered.

Even deeper within this primordial chaos, she detected an extremely faint, familiar resonance of bloodline.

The sensation was eerily reminiscent of her child Jin, who had perished ten thousand years ago.

Zheng Qiuyu keenly sensed her momentary hesitation.

An opportunity!

She forced her trembling body to stand firm and activated her Word Spirit again. Her voice shook, yet carried the resolute determination of a mother protecting her child.

You’ve mistaken him! He’s not the Zhuohuo you seek!

He’s merely my husband! All his power exists solely to protect me and our child!

She was stalling, but more importantly, probing for the one weakness that could save her life.

Enough of this drivel.

The Succubus Queen seemed to have exhausted her patience with the mortal’s evasions.

Her bewitching eyes shimmered with an otherworldly light.

An invisible force field instantly locked onto Zheng Qiuyu.

Zheng Qiuyu’s vision blurred as if she had been dragged into another dimension. The Queen’s devastatingly beautiful face filled her entire field of vision, and a gentle voice whispered in her mind.

Be a good girl. Hand him over, and I can give you everything you desire…

Zheng Qiuyu’s mental strength far surpassed that of her peers, but against this soul-piercing Bewitchment, her will was crumbling layer by layer.

Just as she was about to succumb…

Hum!

The Love Gu Chain at Zhuohuo’s brow trembled once more.

A more violent and obsessive aura of chaos, instead of targeting the Queen, brutally swept across Zheng Qiuyu’s entire body.

The aura seemed to declare its dominion, obliterating every spiritual imprint left by the Queen, along with Zheng Qiuyu’s own fears and wavering resolve, leaving nothing behind.

Zheng Qiuyu jolted awake, her back drenched in cold sweat.

Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she heard an extremely faint yet chillingly clear cracking sound.

Crack.

On the Love Gu Chain etched into Zhuohuo’s forehead, a new fissure quietly bloomed.

Deeper and more horrifying than any previous crack.

The Succubus Queen’s patience had run out.

In her soul-stirring eyes, the last trace of amusement vanished, replaced by pure, palpable killing intent.

She was done playing games.

Above, the surging Demonic Qi abruptly contracted, then exploded outward!

Countless chains, darker than the abyss itself, shot forth. Each was as thick as a water bucket, their surfaces engraved with intricate, writhing demonic runes that emitted a soul-shattering howl.

The air tore apart.

Space itself groaned in agony.

The chains had only one target Zhuohuo on the Cold Jade Bed.

This time, she would capture him completely, crushing all resistance.

Zheng Qiuyu’s mind froze.

A bone-chilling cold surged from her tailbone, instantly freezing her limbs and marrow.

She couldn’t resist it.