Su Zui immediately turned to Qian Renxue: "Snow Sister, you must calm yourself down. There is a peculiar Spiritual Power here influencing me."
Qian Renxue nodded with difficulty, her long eyelashes trembling, and a faint bloodshot light had already clouded her eyes.
"I... I'll try my best to stay calm."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two stopped walking slowly and instead pushed off with their feet, leaping up and speeding forward along the narrow, suspended stone path.
As the speed increased, the surrounding heat became even more Berserk.
On either side of the abyss, dark red, viscous liquid churned, blood plasma that had settled over countless years, its temperature comparable to lava. It bubbled and surged incessantly, and the sweet, pungent smell of blood wafted over with the hot wind.
The red mist was so thick that even with Su Zui's Heavenly Eye activated, his vision could only reach a thousand meters away; beyond that, all he could see was a chaotic, dark red expanse.
The stone path was less than fifty meters above the boiling blood below. Under the scorching heat, the edges of Su Zui's clothes were slightly charred, and a faint smell of burning lingered in the air.
Qian Renxue's condition deteriorated extremely rapidly.
The Angel Origin had to continuously withstand the high heat, diverting most of its Soul Power to resist environmental erosion, leaving less and less power to suppress murderous intent.
The white light surrounding her flickered, her body trembled slightly, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. The bloodthirsty desire grew stronger and stronger, almost overwhelming her reason.
She suddenly stopped, staggered a step, and knelt on one knee on the stone path.
"Su Zui... I can't hold on any longer."
Qian Renxue's voice trembled, filled with suppressed pain, "These murderous thoughts are gnawing at my Divine Soul. I can hardly distinguish right from wrong anymore. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll lose control and attack you."
She was all too aware of the hidden dangers of the Fallen Angel's mark. Her Divine Soul itself was tainted with filth, and the murderous aura of Hell Road was like Core Flame that could ignite at any moment.
Once she goes berserk, the first person she'll aim her Angel Sword at is Su Zui, who's standing right next to her.
Su Zui immediately stopped, turned around, and rushed to her side.
He could see the bloodshot color in Qian Renxue's eyes growing darker and darker, and her Angel wings opening and closing uncontrollably behind her, with wisps of dark, Fallen Angel light occasionally darting out from within the holy white light.
She was struggling against two opposing forces, her muscles tense, every second an ordeal.
Su Zui's heart sank.
Qian Renxue is extremely strong, with a profound foundation in the Angel Martial Soul, but she does not possess a sword heart as refined and pure as Su Zui's.
Here, the Inner Demons are more dangerous than any Soul Beast.
A thought flashed through his mind in an instant: if Qian Renxue were to completely lose control and go berserk, she would become the most terrifying enemy on this narrow, dead-end stone path.
What should I do now? Knock her unconscious? Then pick her up and run away.
Qian Renxue seemed to see through his momentary hesitation. She bit her lower lip and suddenly raised her head.
"Xiao Zui, knock me out. I don't want to hurt you."
As soon as she finished speaking, the murderous intent surging within Qian Renxue's body suddenly surged again, causing her body to tremble violently, and black and red Baleful Aura seeped outwards from her skin.
"Hurry! It's too late!"
Su Zui no longer hesitated.
He sheathed the Great Luo Sword Embryo, restrained his sharp killing moves, and condensed a gentle yet powerful sword intent at his fingertips, which he swiftly and accurately struck Qian Renxue on the back of the neck.
Qian Renxue's body went limp, the bloodlust in her eyes quickly faded, the holy light slowly receded, and she collapsed into Su Zui's arms.
Su Zui reached out and caught her steadily.
The girl's body was very light, but when she was in his arms, it felt like a heavy entrustment.
He looked down at the peaceful face of the person in his arms, his mind free of any distracting thoughts, only solemnity.
He quickly mobilized his Soul Power, Entanglement gentle sword energy to carefully secure Qian Renxue in front of him, allowing her to rest comfortably against his chest without hindering her running and movement.
Having done all this, Su Zui looked up at the endless red mist ahead and finally saw the final challenge of the Hell Road clearly.
It's not a monster, not a deadly poison Lie Yan, it's my own Inner Demons.
The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpents and the Seven-Colored Blood Spiders are merely external trials. What truly stands blocking the end of the Hell Road is the evil thought hidden in the heart of every person, born from the aura of slaughter.
Su Zui took a deep breath, and the Invincible Sword Domain spread out again. This time, the sword intent was no longer used simply for attack, but transformed into warm and flowing sword circles.
One layer protected his own sword heart, another layer enveloped the unconscious Qian Renxue in his arms, isolating him from the murderous intent within the red mist.
Su Zui took another step, transforming into a golden streak of light, and rushed swiftly along the suspended stone path towards the faintly visible white light curtain at the end of the red mist.
Beneath him, dark red blood churned and churned, heat waves roared in his ears, and countless illusory phantoms of slaughter bared their fangs and claws in the red mist, trying to burrow into his sea of consciousness.
Su Zui's eyes were clear, his sword heart as firm as a rock. He ignored all the illusions and falsehoods around him and only recognized that white light.
After speeding for an unknown amount of time, the blinding white light finally came within reach.
He leaped forward, pulling the person in his arms into the light curtain.
The moment you step into the light curtain, all the scorching, churning blood around you vanishes.
Instead, there was an endless expanse of pure white nothingness.
Su Zui's Soul Power was instantly suppressed by a vast and powerful force, his Invincible Sword Domain collapsed, the power of the Great Luo Sword Embryo subsided, and his whole body seemed to have all its strength drained away.
A bone-chilling cold enveloped him; it wasn't just a matter of temperature, but an extreme, pure, murderous chill that seeped into his Divine Soul through his pores, tearing at his consciousness bit by bit.
This is the legendary test to solidify the Divine Slaughter's Domain.
But within this white light barrier, far more than just cold, hard killings were taking place.
When that immense and irresistible mysterious force swept over, Su Zui's ever-steadfast sword heart cracked for the first time.
The surrounding space was constantly distorted. The blood, lava heat waves, roars of Soul Beasts, and whispers of Inner Demons from the Hell Road all intertwined and Entanglement, turning into a chaotic torrent that impacted the Divine Soul.
He desperately tried to maintain his clarity of mind, but his mental defenses gradually crumbled under the influence of this strange power.
Qian Renxue, who had been stabilized by his sword energy and fallen into a coma, slowly woke up under the influence of this force.
The Angel Origin trembled violently, and the Fallen Angel mark hidden within her was rekindled, causing pure divinity and dark filth to collide wildly in her sea of consciousness.
Fragmented images flashed before her eyes in turn: defiled Angel wings, blurry figures, endless slaughter... Reason was veiled by a hazy mist.
Both of them were bewitched by this strange power.
Su Zui slowly loosened his embrace and walked toward her absentmindedly.
Qian Renxue looked up at him, her Angel eyes filled with a mixture of holiness and bewilderment, devoid of her usual calm and composure.
In this pure white void where nothing exists, the other is the only familiar presence they can perceive, an anchor point unconsciously grasped in their chaotic minds.
The distance between them continued to shrink, their breaths mingling. Su Zui raised his hand and gently supported her shoulder. Qian Renxue did not flinch, but tilted her head slightly.
The next moment, the two kissed.
It wasn't an emotional impulse born of conscious awareness, but rather a result of being drawn by the power of the Inner Demons within the light screen, naturally drawing them closer in a state of dazed consciousness.
The moment their lips touched, Su Zui's swordsmanship essence and Qian Renxue's Angel Power briefly merged, and the Berserk killing intent and the shadow of the Fallen Angel seemed to temporarily subside.
But this brief period of calm was just an illusion.
The backlash from the mysterious force followed immediately, and the surging impact poured into their Divine Souls along the point of contact.
As this power intensified, their gazes burned once more.
Su Zui's right hand tightly embraced Qian Renxue's back, while his left hand gently caressed her lower abdomen.
Su Zui could clearly feel that as he stroked her, goosebumps rose on Qian Renxue's lower abdomen, and her breathing became rapid.
Qian Renxue's eyes were glazed over, and she was breathing heavily. Then she leaned close to Su Zui's ear and gently bit it, her pink tongue lightly tracing Su Zui's earlobe.
"Xiao Zui, do you love your sister...? Your sister... wants you."