Chapter 535: Pegasus Moment

At that moment, Qian Wu suddenly had a bold idea.

Since he could no longer take the other person away, could he transform his own body into "Xuanwu"?

Even if doing so would lead to countless consequences... for example, he might no longer be able to disappear with the "Zhong Yan," or he might become a "Shen Shou" instead of a "Can Yu Zhe."

But now that Qi Xia's grand plan had already begun, it seemed they desperately needed such a role, no matter how you looked at it.

Thinking of this, Qian Wu immediately extended his right hand and grabbed Xuanwu's palm.

"Give me your body..."

To Qian Wu's surprise, although he was holding Xuanwu's palm, his own body showed no sign of change at all, as if his "Shuang Sheng Hua" had failed at that moment.

"What...?"

"What kind of trick are you trying now?" Xuanwu asked with an icy expression. "If you still can't kill me... I'll be very disappointed..."

At that point, Qian Wu finally realized that all his efforts were futile. Facing this woman who seemed like a deity, he was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, foolishly thinking he could trade his life for hers.

From any angle, it was clear... his life... and Xuanwu's life could never be equal.

"It seems I really can't do it..." Qian Wu said with a bitter smile, his expression utterly dim.

Upon hearing this, Xuanwu clearly showed displeasure. She yanked her hand back forcefully.

At the same time, all the wounds on Qian Wu's body changed from black to blood-red, and his neck gushed blood like a bursting dam.

He had the chance to heal his injuries by touching Chou Ershi, but he didn't reach out, knowing that Xuanwu wouldn't let things go easily—this outcome was already sealed.

Seeing Qian Wu and Luo Shiyi both lying dead on the ground, Chou Ershi's face became calm and composed.

Now, he had no need to struggle anymore; he knew he couldn't stand against these three on his own.

So, he slowly spread his arms, welcoming his own death.

Xuanwu didn't hold back and instantly extracted Chou Ershi's heart from the air, crushing it in her hand.

Killing these three was no big deal for Xuanwu, but her eyes revealed deep sorrow.

"Mission accomplished." She sighed lightly, then suddenly vanished from the spot.

Tianma and Tianhu, who had been standing nearby for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief once Xuanwu disappeared. A few seconds later, anger slowly appeared on Tianma's face.

She turned her head toward the prison, her expression extremely cold.

"You damn lot... how dare you try to bully an old woman like me?" She took a few steps forward, then slowly pulled a pocket watch from her pocket. "My moment is about to come... all of you can go to hell..."

The people inside the prison peered through the cracks in the door with slight tension, as most of them were experiencing the "Tianma Shike" for the first time and had no idea what would happen next. They all held their breath, waiting quietly.

"Three... two... one..." Tianma smiled faintly and snapped the pocket watch shut with a click.

The "Tianma Shike" descended.

The sun in the sky shrank abruptly right after Tianma finished counting down.

A few seconds passed since Tianma closed her pocket watch, but the imagined disaster didn't occur. In the entire prison, there was only the faint sound of wind and the breathing of the people.

The silence was eerily oppressive.

A moment later, Qi Xia felt something unusual above his head—a rustling noise came from the air, like a light drizzle or a flock of birds passing overhead.

Everyone looked up and saw that the sky, which had never had clouds before, now seemed to have a dark patch.

That dark patch emerged from behind the earth-yellow sun and was gradually expanding.

"Clouds... behind the sun?"

Qi Xia suddenly sensed a tiny flaw, but there was no time to think about it now.

The dark patch grew larger, as if it were about to engulf the entire sun. Then, like a living thing, it swirled in the sky for a while before suddenly plummeting toward the ground.

Only then did everyone realize what that "dark patch" really was.

It wasn't clouds at all—it was a massive swarm of writhing black lines.

"Oh my god..." Qiao Jiajin felt that the strangeness of this place was breaking his limits over and over. He quickly tugged at Qi Xia beside him. "Deceiver, shouldn't we run?"

"Run..." Qi Xia narrowed his eyes at the sky. "But which direction should we go?"

No sooner had he spoken than the cluster of black lines in mid-air spread out like ink dispersing in water, shooting off in countless directions.

"Get out first!!"

Everyone rushed out of the prison gates, only to see the black lines about to reach the ground.

"Everyone!" Chen Junnan shouted. "Whatever you do, don't let these lines touch you—they're as sharp as blades and will shred you instantly! Luckily, they're not extremely fast, so if you keep running, you might eventually shake them off!"

The members of the "Mao" team nodded in agreement, and Chen Junnan exchanged glances with Qi Xia and Qiao Jiajin.

From here on, it was every person for themselves—no one could help the others anymore.

"Lao Qi." Chen Junnan stared at Qi Xia. "I'll say it again: either of us can die, but you can't."

Qi Xia nodded slightly, though with some hesitation.

He felt that although he had snapped out of the nightmare from the night before, he was still a bit dazed for some reason.

"You don't look right, Deceiver..." Qiao Jiajin asked. "Are you not feeling well?"

"I'm fine." Qi Xia shook his head, about to say something, when he noticed that Officer Li, who had been standing behind the group, was gone. "Where's Officer Li?"

"Over there...!"

Zhou Mo pointed to the open ground in the distance, where Officer Li was sprinting toward a bright red object on the ground.

"Hey! Da Lao Li!" Chen Junnan called out. "Where are you going?"

"You all go ahead! I need to get something!" Officer Li replied.

"Get something?"

Everyone knew this was a life-or-death situation, and even if Officer Li was in danger, there was no way to save him now.

"Forget it, just run." Qi Xia said. "Everyone scatter across the open ground; otherwise, you won't be able to tell which line is yours. If you get the wrong one, you're done for."

"Got it!"

The group spread out on the small plaza, and by then, the black threads had reached just three to five meters above their heads.

"May everyone make it out alive... As for these things..." Chen Junnan gave a bitter smile, then picked up a stone from the ground and hurled it into the air. The stone was instantly sliced in half upon touching the black lines. "I hope they never catch up to you."