"What did you do to me?!!"
Lucifer sensed something was wrong and roared furiously, but his voice sounded muffled, as if through a drum... because An Qingyu had sewn his mouth into his pelvic cavity.
Bleurgh—!!
The patterns in An Qingyu's palm spread apart. He suddenly bent over and retched violently.
At the same time, the phantom doorway behind him gradually faded, and its majestic, mysterious aura vanished with it. Yet the gray haze over his left eye did not recede. Instead, as An Qingyu retched, scarlet tears of blood streamed from it.
Jiang Er controlled a fragment of the Black Coffin and flew swiftly to An Qingyu's side, catching him as she asked anxiously:
"You deliberately made contact with the Gate of Truth? How is your body?"
"Cough, cough, cough..." An Qingyu could not answer her at all. His coughing only grew more violent, until even his consciousness began to blur.
An enraged howl came from within the distant ball of flesh. The aura of the Supreme Realm surged wildly, and the roars of countless demons resounded through the heavens!
Although Lucifer's organs had been scrambled, they had not suffered any actual damage. In a sense, only his physiological structure had been altered. Even after being forcibly turned into a ball of flesh, he was still a Fallen Angel.
The six wings haphazardly embedded throughout his body flapped madly, yet he could not even maintain basic flight. The right hand growing from the inside of his thigh suddenly lifted and clawed downward. One air demon after another took shape, swarming toward An Qingyu as if to tear him to pieces.
"Go..." An Qingyu said hoarsely, his body hunched over.
Jiang Er immediately drove the Black Coffin fragment, carrying An Qingyu away at high speed. But before they could get