Chapter 1569
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Chapter 1569 Coffin
Mist.
Several divine rays burst from the deep sea, crimson bloodstains spreading across the surface.
Guangcheng Zi, holding the Heaven-Turning Seal, flew out from the sea surface and bowed respectfully to the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of the West in the sky, “This fiend has been slain.”
The Jade Emperor glanced down at the deep sea and nodded slightly.
“Seven Nights…”
On the cloud somersault, the pale-faced An Qingyu tightly gripped Lin Qiye’s wrist.
Lin Qiye immediately spoke, “Qingyu, don’t talk now, your body is too severely depleted…”
An Qingyu’s eyes gradually became unfocused, the pain in his brain nearly causing him to faint. Even so, he still held Lin Qiye’s wrist tightly and spoke word by word:
“Bring… Jiang Er… back…”
Before An Qingyu could finish, he exhausted all his mental strength and completely lost consciousness, falling into his arms.
“Qingyu!” Ghost Jiang Er saw this and asked with a pale face, “What happened to him?”
“It’s probably because forcibly connecting to the Gate of Truth put too much pressure on his mind…” Lin Qiye said halfway, then looked at Jiang Er with an extremely solemn gaze, “Jiang Er, tell me, what exactly happened just now? Where is your physical body?”
Jiang Er opened her mouth, a trace of bitterness appearing in her eyes…
…
Two hours later.
Heavenly Palace.
An Qingyu’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes, a familiar face quickly coming into view.
“Qingyu, you’re awake?” A faint light appeared in Cao Yuan’s dim eyes.
An Qingyu lay on the soft water surface, staring blankly at the ceiling of the hall for a long time, finally regaining some spirit. He suddenly sat up from the water surface,
“Where is this? Where’s Jiang Er?!”
“Don’t rush, don’t be anxious, Taigong said your body is still too weak and shouldn’t experience strong emotional fluctuations…” Cao Yuan steadied his body and comforted him softly.
An Qingyu took a deep breath and finally regained his composure. Looking around, he found himself lying in an ancient palace, beneath him was a shallow pool with lotus leaves and flowers floating on it. Behind Cao Yuan were the two Golden Immortals, Guangcheng Zi and Taiji Zhenren.
An Qingyu’s peripheral vision caught sight of the surrounding ground, where there were man-sized holes, and even the stone carvings at the edge of the shallow pool had mostly disappeared, as if eaten by something.
“This is…”
“While you were unconscious, you kept creating space-time disturbances, so someone had to stay by your side to prevent it from swallowing you whole and transporting you elsewhere,” Cao Yuan explained.
Hearing this, An Qingyu was stunned, a deep regret appearing in his eyes.
“Where’s Jiang Er?”
“She…” Cao Yuan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Seeing Cao Yuan’s expression, An Qingyu’s heart sank. Ignoring his weak body, he directly climbed out of the shallow pool, drops of water staining the ground. Barefoot, using all his strength, he staggered toward the outside of the palace.
Seeing this, Guangcheng Zi was about to stop him, but was held back by Taiji Zhenren, who silently shook his head.
“Jiang Er… Jiang Er!!” An Qingyu rushed out of the palace, the drizzling rain falling from the eaves onto his body, ice-cold and piercing.
“Qingyu! Slow down! You shouldn’t be running around now…” Cao Yuan hurriedly followed from behind, about to say something when An Qingyu’s gray eye scanned the surroundings, quickly locking onto a palace, and ran wildly toward it.
…
“…No, there must be another way!”
In the spacious palace, Lin Qiye, wearing that deep red cloak, stood before the remains of a broken black coffin, constantly shaking his head, “Her physical body is just damaged, but she’s not dead, why is there no way?!”
Lin Qiye’s roar echoed throughout the palace. The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of the West stood not far away, their expressions extremely complex.
“It’s not that simple,” the Queen Mother of the West slowly spoke, “Her physical body isn’t just damaged… that demon ate nearly seventy percent of her body. If it were other parts, it might be different – the Heavenly Palace does have methods to regenerate flesh and bone. But her brain, the only part with activity, has been torn to pieces and soaked in Lucifer’s blood, which is contaminated by the [Black Goat]…
Her brain has no possibility of revival.”
“Then what about abandoning the physical body? She’s clearly standing right here, why can’t we keep her?!” Lin Qiye pointed at the white-dressed girl beside him, his eyes wide.
Ghost Jiang Er floated in mid-air, looking down at her toes, silent…
Her body was more ethereal than two hours ago, seeming as if it would completely dissipate soon.
“What stands here is not her soul, but a magnetic field with self-awareness… you should understand this,” the Queen Mother of the West said helplessly. “The brain is the source that maintains the [Spirit Field]. Without the brain, she is just a rootless duckweed…
Jiang Er died when her body was torn apart.
The reason she stands here is only because her magnetic field hasn’t dissipated yet. You think she’s still alive only because this magnetic field has its own consciousness… As the magnetic field weakens, her consciousness and existence will gradually blur until they completely disappear.”
Lin Qiye stood stunned.
His gaze fell on Jiang Er beside him. She pressed her lips together, not saying a word, like a child who had done something wrong.
“No, the more impossible it seems, the more likely a ‘miracle’ will happen… I can try!” Lin Qiye stubbornly said, then quickly stepped forward, enveloping the black coffin fragments with [Mortal Divine Domain], his mental power surging out…
Seeing this, the Queen Mother of the West sighed deeply: “‘Miracles’ are indeed powerful, but they’re not omnipotent. Moreover, this body is tainted with fallen angel blood. No matter how you use [Mortal Divine Domain], it won’t be effective.”
Lin Qiye’s gaze focused, and he fell into complete silence.
Drip—drip—
The slight sound of water droplets came from the front of the hall. Lin Qiye looked back and saw a soaking wet figure standing weakly at the door, staring at the black coffin in the center.
“Qingyu…” Lin Qiye opened his mouth, wanting to say something, yet unable to utter a word.
An Qingyu silently looked at the broken black coffin, took a step, and staggered into the palace…
“Are these… all the fragments?” he asked hoarsely.
“Yes,” Lin Qiye nodded, “I’ve brought back all the fragments I could collect…”
“Qingyu…” Jiang Er softly called out, floating in front of An Qingyu.
An Qingyu stopped,
Looking at the already semi-transparent figure, he opened his mouth, forcing a smile on his pale face:
“Jiang Er… wait a bit, I’ll fix you… I’ve fully recovered, I can perform the most precise surgery in the world… I will definitely fix you.”
