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Tianqing City and Tianhuo City were at war.
In reality, this was more of a game of chess between the Luohen Immortal Dynasty and the Wanlong Dynasty.
If Tianqing City fell, the Wanlong Dynasty would have planted a malignant tumor in the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, a hidden danger that would slowly devour and corrupt the dynasty.
Therefore, Gong Xiaoyue directly dispatched the Luohen Immortal Dynasty's most elite Zhenwu Army, constantly engaged in the fierce fighting, to meet the enemy.
The high-level fighters on both sides tacitly refrained from engaging in combat, and the highest cultivation level on the battlefield was limited to the Saint Realm.
If an all-out attack were to take place, neither the Luohen Immortal Dynasty nor the Wanlong Dynasty would be able to withstand such heavy losses. Furthermore, the Luohen Immortal Dynasty had the Qin Clan as an ally.
The Qin Clan couldn't intervene now, but if a Great Emperor War broke out between the two sides, they would definitely intervene.
Now was not the time to deal with the Qin Clan.
Tianhuo City, with the Wanlong Dynasty mingling, a force of over a hundred thousand men surged like a torrent, charging straight into Tianqing City!
Along the way, there was no grass growing, only a sea of fire, and not a single person alive.
"Don't we need help?" a shadowy figure asked within the ten-thousand-year void.
"If the other emperor doesn't take action, we can only watch. Trust Gong Xiaoyue and the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. With that old man, Gong Wudi, around, even the Wanlong Dynasty would be wary."
"Besides," another shadowy figure said, gazing at a point in the void, "there are quite a few people watching us."
This was no longer just a war between two small cities, so many factions were closely watching.
This was true for the Qin clan, as well as for other factions within the Taikoo Imperial Family.
As the Zhenwu Army rushed to the battlefield, they met at Luoyang Land, a hundred miles north of Tianqing City, and a fierce battle immediately ensued.
Both sides, brimming with hatred, were driven to the brink of madness, and the fighting was exceptionally brutal.
Warships crashed, and saints shed blood.
The ground was littered with broken limbs, blood, and flesh, and the air was thick with smoke, a scene reminiscent of hell on earth.
The sounds of fighting, roars, and curses resonated throughout the sky, ceaseless.
"Gong Wusheng of the Zhenwu Army has been ordered by His Majesty to defeat you beasts."
"Kill all enemies on sight, kill!"
With a thunderous roar, a figure leaped directly from the warship in the sky.
He plummeted directly into the enemy ranks, crushing many of them to pieces. From the hundred-meter-deep crater he created, Gong Wusheng emerged, clutching a mountain-splitting axe larger than a man.
His divine armor had been blasted away, and his surging muscles erupted with boundless power. His bulging veins gave Gong Wusheng an air of ferocity.
"Gong Tiancheng of the Zhenwu Army, join the battle!"
A massive ancient battlefield raced down from the sky, crushing over the crowd. Gong Tiancheng, a change from his usual dandy demeanor, now wore silver flying dragon armor and wielded a Hundred Battles Spear. He held the reins in one hand and the spear in the other. A terrifying vision unfolded behind him, as if a giant from the universe were evolving.
"I've found you!" Gong Tiancheng shouted, his gaze fixed on one of the ancient royals at the Saint Realm. Fighting intent surged, and he charged forward in a flash of light.
Long Cang soared in mid-air, gazing at the charging Gong Tiancheng and sneered, "How dare you, an ant like you, attack me? If I had known you were so useless, I should have killed you."
"My dear, I'll help you!" Manman, unwilling to be outdone, leaped forward with overwhelming fighting spirit, her tall frame wielding two short-handled Xuanhua axes, and slashed at Long Cang.
Don't underestimate Manman; she's a captain of a thousand men in the Zhenwu Army and the most powerful and gifted prodigy in the Zhenwu Palace.
Otherwise, Gong Wusheng wouldn't have married Manman to Gong Tiancheng.
Soon, Gong Tiancheng, Manman, and Long Cang engaged in combat, their clash so devastating it shattered countless clouds.
Gong Tiancheng, with the aid of the Sky-Breaking Chariot and Manman's assistance, was able to briefly draw level with Long Cang.
Below, the generals and soldiers of both sides engaged in a fierce battle.
"Kill! These traitors must all die!"
"Kill!"
"Kill these beasts! They dare to cross my path! Kill them without mercy!"
Gong Wusheng, known for his fiery temper, was furious.
He led the charge, charging at the forefront. He swung his mountain-splitting axe, divine light bursting, runes gleaming, and he transformed into a ferocious beast of war, tearing through everything before him.
The Zhenwu Army's offensive was like a landslide or tsunami, undaunted by their fearlessness!
"Ridiculous human ants! Your resistance is futile. The human race is destined to become the blood prey of my ancient royal family. Hahaha."
A sage from the Wanlong Dynasty sneered as a massive dragon claw slammed down, instantly reducing a large number of Zhenwu Army soldiers to a bloody mist of minced meat.
"Damn it!" A Zhenwu Army general, barely superior in cultivation, charged forward, sword in hand.
There was still a gap between the Luohen Immortal Dynasty and the Wanlong Dynasty in terms of high-level combat power.
After all, the Wanlong Dynasty was part of the ancient royal family, a legacy of centuries. Even in its decline, it still ranked among the top powers of the ancient royal family.
Various magical powers and spells filled the air, and divine weapons clashed, creating dazzling sparks. The ferocity of the battle here was enough to make many observing forces shudder.
Qin Tian stood in the rear, his brow furrowed. The Zhenwu Army was the strongest and largest army of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. If it were completely annihilated here, the Luohen Immortal Dynasty would be like a tiger losing its fangs and claws.
The Wanlong Dynasty was still stronger than the Zhenwu Army. Although the battle was currently close, the Wanlong Dynasty possessed more high-level combat power. Over time, the Zhenwu Army would surely be defeated.
Furthermore, Qin Tian saw several young prodigies from the Wanlong Dynasty slaughtering the crowd.
You have to understand that prodigies are young people with immense strength and talent. While they might not be able to defeat the powerful, they were practically invincible to ordinary soldiers.
Just as Qin Tian was about to strike,
A warship joined the battlefield, flying a large flag with a large "Palace" embroidered on it.
On the deck of the warship stood a group of young men and women.
They were fully armed, their expressions resolute and fearless.
These were the prodigies of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. Some were royal relatives, while others were exceptionally gifted youths. Regardless of their origins, they all shared a common identity: the prodigies of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty.
The leading youth on the warship roared, "Brothers and sisters, we can't let Gong Tiancheng steal the show! Follow me and kill!"
To be called a prodigy, they were all exceptional, but the burdens they shouldered were also much heavier.
After speaking, the leader bowed to Qin Tian, then gazed at the prodigies of the Wanlong Dynasty, who were slaughtering the Zhenwu Army soldiers on the battlefield. A fighting spirit emanated from him, and he threw himself directly into the battlefield known as the "meat grinder."
"My killer is Gong Tiancheng!"
The others bowed to Qin Tian one by one, then threw themselves into the battlefield to stop the prodigies of the Wanlong Dynasty.
"Your opponent is me, Gong Tianhao."
"A bunch of little reptiles! Your grandfather, Lü Buqing, has come to kill you."
We are the pride of our generation, so why should we fear death?
Many of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty's pride immediately joined the battlefield, engaging the pride of the Wanlong Dynasty. The battle escalated, the roar of blood drowning out all other sounds.
Bang!
Gong Tianfu and Long You exchanged punches, both retreating several steps. However, Gong Tianfu was clearly outmatched, retreating over ten steps, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"How ridiculous."
Long You stood up, a sneer on his face. He said, "We are the ancient royal family. In the last era, we were the overlords of these three thousand Dao realms, and you humans are nothing but a bunch of lowly blood-feeding creatures."
"We could enslave you before, and we can still do so now!"
The Luohen Immortal Dynasty's prodigies are quite powerful, considered top-tier among many first-rate forces. However, the Wanlong Dynasty has a deeper foundation. The prodigies they cultivate are not only incomparable, but also, leveraging the dragon race's powerful physiques and innate talents, are far superior to the average human prodigy.
Gong Tianfu wiped the blood from his mouth and laughed, "Haha, you're just a bunch of pathetic creatures lost in the past, unwilling to accept reality. How dare you bark like dogs here?"
"You're courting death!"
"Come on!"
The two men engaged in battle once again, a scene replaying itself across the battlefield.
Both sides were fighting tooth and nail, their terrifying aura threatening to change the very fabric of the world.
The battlefield was now practically divided into three sections.
A large-scale clash between ordinary soldiers and generals.
A smaller battle among Saint-level figures.
And a fierce clash between young geniuses.
Just then, a massive explosion echoed across the battlefield, startling everyone.
Someone had self-destructed.
"Damn it, it's Gong Tianhao!"
The geniuses of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty sensed a familiar aura and were overcome with grief. Many of them were close friends who had grown up and cultivated together.
Especially those of the Gong family, who held a certain degree of kinship.
With Gong Tianhao's defeat and self-destruction, casualties continued to emerge in the battle of geniuses.
"No, if this continues, neither the Zhenwu Army nor the Luohen Immortal Dynasty's prodigies will be able to hold out for much longer."
Qin Tian frowned. He hadn't taken action because someone was watching him. The feeling was strong, and if he made a move, someone would surely intervene.
He also avoided attacking to avoid causing even greater casualties.
Qin Tian waved his hand, and a vast golden scroll appeared between heaven and earth. A brilliant light illuminated the sky, and it slowly unfolded from the horizon behind Qin Tian. The scroll depicted the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, emitting a rich golden glow.
Then, ripples rippled across the scroll.
Powerful beings emerged from within.
Leading the group were Yiyu of the Sun-Shooting Clan and Fanshu of the Red Ghost Clan.
Behind them came the Flood Dragon, Raven, and Ice Wolf Clan.
The three tribes had flourished for a long time within the Shanhe Sheji Tu, now reaching a considerable size and boasting numerous powerful individuals.
Yi Yu walked over to Qin Tian, gazed at the battlefield ahead, and asked, "Young Master, do we need to kill them all?"
Qin Tian nodded and addressed the three tribes behind him, "I've nurtured you for so long, now is the time to use you. Join the battle and slay all those from the Wanlong Dynasty and Tianhuo City."
"Yes!"
The leaders of the three tribes responded in unison, then led their people into battle.
Yi Yu smiled excitedly, delighted to have slain the ancient royal family. He gripped his bow tightly, his entire body adorned with golden runes. With the divine wheel on his back, his eyes shone like the sun, daring no one to look directly at them.
"Roar!"
Fan Shu roared to the heavens, his crimson skin flowing like magma. A pair of sharp horns pierced his body like two scimitars, his hair like needles, and his aura of ferocity and madness. His pupilless, blood-red eyes shone with endless madness and bloodlust.
Both Yi Yu and Fan Shu were top-tier geniuses, each possessing terrifying strength.
Although Fan Shu was mentally demented and insane his entire life, his insane talent had driven him mad, unable to withstand the pressure.
Yi Yu was even more so. The Sun-Shooting Clan was an ancient immortal clan, their ancestor Dayi, who shot down the nine suns. Their inherited bloodline and talent were unmatched in the Great Thousand Dao Realm.
With the addition of Yi Yu, Fan Shu, and the three tribes of the Mountain and Sea Realm, the battlefield transformed. Yi Yu and Fan Shu were even more devastating, and few of the Ten Thousand Dragon Dynasty's geniuses could rival them.
Qin Tian patted Jiao Cai's butt, standing beside him, and said, "Your turn."
Jiao Cai nodded, then soared into the clouds. A strong wind swept across the battlefield, and the clouds gathered and surged. Thunder and lightning exploded within the clouds, and a powerful pressure descended from the sky.
Then, a massive black dragon descended from the clouds, raising its head and letting out a roar that resounded through the heavens and earth.
There is a bloodline repression among the dragon clan. Some dragons with weaker bloodlines will be uncontrollably suppressed when facing stronger kin. This is also a means for the dragon clan to maintain their dominance.
This roar filled the faces of all those with dragon bloodline present with fear, and their bodies involuntarily wanted to kneel down. Under the bloodline's suppression, they could not even resist.
The Wanlong Dynasty's men were suppressed, and faced the ruthless slaughter of the Zhenwu Army. In an instant, countless Wanlong Dynasty members fell to the enemy's sword.
The situation in the battle of the Tianjiao was much better. As Tianjiao, their bloodlines were naturally not weak, but they were still suppressed by this bloodline, unable to exert their full strength.
However, with the addition of Yiyu and Fanshu, several Tianjiao from the Wanlong Dynasty also died in an instant.
Long You gritted his teeth and stared at a massive black dragon at the back of the battlefield. He couldn't understand why a dragon with such a powerful bloodline would side with the Luohen Immortal Dynasty.
Furthermore, he had never seen such a black dragon before in the Wanlong Dynasty. Since the fall of the Ancient Heavenly Court, a dragon with such a powerful bloodline would not be left alone.
Long You saw the battle going badly. In a short period of time, several Tianjiao from the Wanlong Dynasty had already died.
Ordinary soldiers could die, but Tianjiao could not. If all the Tianjiao of a faction were wiped out, it would affect its foundation, and the Wanlong Dynasty could not afford such a heavy loss.
Long You looked at the severely injured Gong Tianfu, then at Yi Yu, who was charging towards him. He finally gave up on killing Gong Tianfu and ordered, "Everyone, retreat."
The soldiers of the Wanlong Dynasty and Tianhuo City watched as the prodigies began to flee. They lost their morale and began to flee the battlefield.
In the sky above, on the battlefield of the saints,
Gong Tiancheng and Manman were covered in blood, while Long Cang, standing opposite them, had a grim expression. A bloody mark dripped from his chest.
This was because Jiao Cai's dragon roar had just caused Long Cang to lose consciousness, allowing Gong Tiancheng and Manman to seize this momentary opportunity to strike.
Long Cang looked at Qin Tian and the enormous black dragon below, feeling a mixture of anger and confusion. However, the situation was already hopeless. With the black dragon in its path, the Wanlong Dynasty had no chance of continuing its counterattack.
Although he felt reluctance, he chose to retreat.
Watching the Wanlong Dynasty and Tianhuo City retreat, the Zhenwu Army's generals roared loudly, venting their excitement. They had won this battle.
Manman lifted the blood-soaked Gong Tiancheng into her arms. The size difference between them made Gong Tiancheng look like a young wife. Although it was embarrassing, he no longer had the energy to refuse.
You have to remember that Long Cang was a Saint-level being. He and Manman had fought him for so long, truly putting their lives on the line.
Gong Wusheng stood amidst a sea of corpses and blood, his chest heaving violently, his breaths heavy. The splitting axe had chipped away at his body, and he was covered in wounds and several arrows.
This battle was incredibly thrilling. If Qin Tian hadn't mobilized the three tribes from the Shanhe Shejitu, and if Yiyu and Fanshu hadn't joined in, the Zhenwu Army and the Luohen Xian Dynasty's geniuses might have been annihilated right then and there.
Gong Wusheng dropped his axe and said to his adjutant, "Clear the battlefield and bring the bodies of all our generals and soldiers back home for burial."
Gong Tiancheng, Gong Tianfu, and a group of other geniuses arrived before Qin Tian.
Qin Tian extended his hand and flung healing pills in front of the crowd. Looking at the prodigies, who were now fewer than when he first arrived, he said, "You've done well. You're worthy of being the prodigies of our Luohen Immortal Dynasty. I thank you all on behalf of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. You survived this battle. In the future, you will all be the pillars of our nation. Take the pills and heal your wounds."
Gong Tianfu took the pills and smiled at Qin Tian, saying, "Thank you, Crown Prince. This is our responsibility. We have been nurtured by the nation, and we should fight for it when it needs us. Moreover, most of us are members of the Gong family's royal family. The Luohen Immortal Dynasty is our home. Fighting for our own family is nothing short of thankfulness."
Gong Tiancheng, lying in Manman's arms, said weakly, "We... are all brothers."
Qin Tian smiled faintly, and with a thought, the map of mountains, rivers, and states rippled again.
The disciples of the Dan Pavilion, led by Ling Xiao, emerged. Of course, they wouldn't be wearing their usual Dan Pavilion attire when meeting people; it barely covered their pubic hair. They were now dressed in conservative palace skirts.
"Go treat the injured."
Ling Xiao nodded and ordered the Dan Pavilion disciples to tend to the wounded on the battlefield.
Just when everyone thought this brutal war was over,
Suddenly!
A terrifying pressure descended. Aside from Qin Tian, only Yi Yu and Fan Shu could barely stand; almost everyone else was pinned to the ground.
Even Gong Wusheng and the other Saint-level generals felt the immense pressure.
Qin Tian frowned and looked up at the sky.
A circular void gate opened above the horizon, revealing a boundless turbulent void.
A figure, like a dragon soaring through the heavens, stepped out of the void gate.
This man was tall and handsome, surrounded by endless dragon energy. A dragon horn sprouted from his forehead, and a pair of golden dragon pupils carried the aura of a noble bloodline.
Qin Tian's face was reflected in those golden pupils.
At his appearance, even Jiao Cai was suppressed by his bloodline, pinned to the ground, and groaned in pain.
"Are you Qin Tian?" The man raised his chin and fixed his gaze on Qin Tian with a cold, indifferent expression.
Qin Tian sensed an aura from this man that was different from this era, a more ancient aura, as if he had returned from the depths of time.
"Are you willing to come out?" Qin Tian sneered, his voice rising in a sudden burst, isolating the man's aura from the sky.
Without the suppression, Gong Tiancheng and the others had a chance to breathe. Most of them were seriously injured, and if Qin Tian hadn't isolated them, they might have been crushed to death by this aura.
Gong Tiancheng looked at the golden figure in the sky, swallowed, and said, "Qin Tian, this guy is no ordinary person. He's terrifying."
"You leave first," Qin Tian said calmly.
Gong Tiancheng and Gong Wusheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded and quickly evacuated with the wounded.
Everyone has their own battlefield, and now it was Qin Tian's turn.
"I heard you defeated the Heavenly Phoenix Girl?" He didn't stop the Zhenwu Army and the Luohen Immortal Dynasty's prodigies from leaving. His sole purpose for coming was Qin Tian.
Qin Tian's expression turned cold. He took a step forward, and a blue lotus blossomed under his feet. He strolled into the sky and said indifferently, "Hasn't the Wanlong Dynasty taught you to introduce yourself before entering someone else's territory?"
"I am Long Shengzun, an ancient prodigy who has awakened from the Wanlong Dynasty." As Long Shengzun finished speaking, his aura became incredibly terrifying, and even dark clouds covered the entire sky, with dazzling lightning flashing continuously from the clouds.
The wind howled, lightning flashed, and thunder roared.
"I've come to kill you."
After saying this, Dragon Saint raised a hand and pointed it at Qin Tian. A dragon roar echoed, and a real dragon materialized from Dragon Saint's body.
In the dark clouds of the void, illuminated by the lightning, the shadow of an immense dragon could be vaguely seen. The real dragon on Dragon Saint's body followed his finger and rushed towards Qin Tian.
The terrifying power obliterated everything in heaven and earth, and the terrifying dragon energy replaced everything.
Seeing this, Qin Tian shook his neck and smiled slightly.
He hadn't acted pretentiously in a long time. Ever since he'd blasted the Sky Phoenix Girl's head off, no one had dared to act pretentiously in his presence. The only people who weren't afraid of him now were the ancient prodigies of the Taikoo Imperial Family.
Furthermore, according to the Seventeenth Ancestor, when Qin Duoduo was born, the Great Emperor of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty had come to attack and kill her.
The Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty would certainly not let anyone who dared to touch his daughter go unpunished.
This Dragon Saint was powerful, but he was no match for him.
"Who am I? You're just another mudfish that can't see the truth. Let me teach you whether you're a mudfish or a dragon."
Qin Tian's chaotic energy rose and fell. He extended his palm towards the attacking real dragon, his fingers intertwined, and blue lotus blossoms bloomed within the chaos.
The chaotic blue lotus and the real dragon's might collided, and in an instant, heaven and earth seemed to collapse. Ripples rippled through space, and the universe shook. Chaos and dragon energy intertwined and collided, like a planetary explosion! The burst of two magical powers created a continuously expanding black hole between the two men.
Sage Dragon was powerful, the strongest of all the dormant prodigies of the Ancient Imperial Family, capable of fighting across several levels of cultivation.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent him to fight Qin Tian.
But unfortunately, the Ancient Imperial Family still underestimated Qin Tian.
Chaos energy and dragon energy surged, and the two men unleashed powerful magical powers, their waves flooding the surrounding heaven and earth.
In the violent collision, the two powers produced a massive explosion.
Sage Dragon retreated, his entire body trembling, and a stream of blood, shimmering with a rainbow luster, flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Sage Dragon stared at Qin Tian intently, his eyes flashing with disbelief.
Qin Tian's strength far exceeded his expectations.
Whether during the time when the Ancient Heavenly Court ruled the world, or even now, he was one of the most prominent forbidden geniuses of the Ancient Imperial Family. Currently, the only one comparable to him within the Ancient Imperial Family was the Phoenix King, who hadn't yet fully awakened in the Falling Phoenix Forest.
He, always invincible, supreme, and someone who viewed humans as mere ants, was struck bloody in a single blow by a human.
For him, this was a utter humiliation, an unbelievable act of treason, an act of rebellion against superiors!
Sage Dragon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his golden dragon eyes glaring at Qin Tian with cold fury.
The terrifying dragon energy within him materialized, and a fist-sized golden bead materialized from his body, emerging from his crown.
As the Dragon Ball appeared, Saint Dragon's aura skyrocketed several times, his cultivation leaping from the Sage Realm to the Saint King Realm. His aura continued to rise, reaching the Great Perfection of the Saint King Realm, a step closer to Quasi-Emperor.
A hundred miles away from Qin Tian and Saint Dragon,
"Our clan's forbidden prodigy is the most powerful. Saint Dragon will definitely defeat Qin Tian!"
Long Cang stood in mid-air, gazing at the golden figure above the horizon, his voice trembling with excitement.
The rest of the Wanlong Dynasty smiled, some even cheering for Saint Dragon. They were proud and complacent. With a prodigy like Saint Dragon leading the Wanlong Dynasty, the human race was nothing to worry about.
In Tianqing City, Yue Qingling, Gong Tiancheng, Gong Wusheng, and others stood on the city walls, watching the two figures in the distant sky. Their faces trembled with nervousness, their fists clenched.
Yue Qingling watched Qin Tian's back, deeply concerned. "Hope my husband is alright?" she said.
"Don't worry. He wins every time, and this time will be no exception," Gong Tiancheng declared confidently. His confidence in Qin Tian also lessened the others' worries.
Yes, Qin Tian was one of the most powerful prodigies of the human race. He was the crown prince of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty and the divine son of the Qin clan. He had never been defeated in his life. He had fought against the Demon Prince and defeated the Sky Phoenix Girl, and countless prodigies had bowed to him.
All they had to do now was trust Qin Tian and wait for his return.
Qin Tian's gaze fell on the dragon ball atop Dragon Saint's head, a strange glint in his eyes.
"That's quite a thing," Qin Tian rubbed his chin, chuckling softly as he looked at the dragon.
Noticing Qin Tian's gaze, Dragon Saint intensified his anger. This was the first time anyone had dared to pay attention to him.
"Qin Tian, don't waste time! Let's decide the outcome in one move." Dragon Saint raised his hand, and boundless dragon energy converged within the dragon ball. A terrifying and powerful force surged out, transforming the dragon ball into a long spear, its ripples intense and its might overwhelming.
Dragon Saint pointed the spear at Qin Tian and declared, "If you lose, surrender Tianqing City and hand over the black dragon beside you to me."
"What if you lose?" Qin Tian asked with a smile.
With that, a pitch-black black hole appeared behind Qin Tian. The hole slowly rotated, devouring the surrounding spiritual energy at a terrifying speed. Then, a stunning woman with long black hair emerged from the hole.
Her slender figure was graceful and elegant, her figure as graceful and graceful as Taki's.
Her beauty was as stunning as the gods, a peerless immortal in the world.
Her tight black dress and gown highlighted her voluptuous, tall figure. Her long hair flowed over her shoulders, tied with a red ribbon. Her narrow eyes were as sharp as swords.
Qin Tian extended his hand, and the stunning black-haired woman silently reached out and grasped his. Then, sharp sword beams continuously emanated from her body, and her entire form transformed into a black longsword.
Qin Tian, holding the Void Demon Sword and the Devouring Black Hole on his back, resembled a young True Immortal.
Long Shengzun frowned as he gazed at the black sword in Qin Tian's hand. He sensed a breath of death from it.
But he was confident that he would not be defeated by an ant-human.
"If you win, all those involved in this war, including the young prodigy, will be at your disposal, regardless of their lives. We also guarantee that the Wanlong Dynasty will not harass the Luohen Immortal Dynasty again."
Qin Tian pondered. If all the Wanlong Dynasty members died here, it would be a huge loss that would shake the foundation of the Wanlong Dynasty, and it might even be devastated.
Sage Dragon didn't push too hard, just wanting Tianqing City and Jiaocai. He didn't want too much. Although he wanted the Dragon Orb very much, he knew the Dragon Orb wouldn't gamble with it.
There would be plenty of opportunities in the future. At worst, if the Dragon Orb left, he would knock him out with a club, then carry him away in a sack. By then, not only would he have the Dragon Orb, but he would also have ripped out his Dragon Whip.
The Dragon Clan was full of treasures.
"Okay!"
Qin Tian agreed without hesitation.
The Dragon Saint's golden eyes narrowed. Having just tested the situation, he knew Qin Tian was no weaker than himself. Therefore, he dared not hide even a bit this time, unleashing his most powerful attack.
He had already made up his mind: even if this attack couldn't kill Qin Tian, he would at least severely injure him.
"Ultimate Domination Dragon Spear!"
Dragon scales appeared on the Dragon Saint's body, and the spear in his hand pierced through Qin Tian.
Wherever the spear passed, the very void seemed to be pierced.
This move was so astonishing that many creatures observing from the shadows felt a chill down their spines. Watching this strike, many wondered inwardly, could they withstand it?
Facing the terrifying, world-destroying Dragon Spear, Qin Tian remained calm and composed, unfazed. He casually swung his sword, and a jet of dark sword energy condensed, colliding with the Dragon Spear.
Another loud rumble echoed through the void, and Dragon Saint's expression darkened even more. Qin Tian's casually wielded sword energy nearly caused him to lose his grip on the spear.
His expression was grim, and his dragon energy erupted once more. Another dragon ball flew out towards him. The appearance of this second dragon ball significantly strengthened Dragon Saint's cultivation.
But it wasn't over yet. To Qin Tian's slightly surprised gaze, a third dragon ball, a fourth dragon ball, a fifth dragon ball, a sixth dragon ball...
Above Dragon Saint's head, nine dragon balls appeared!
The golden dragon energy within him had transformed into a sun, piercing the sky, dazzling and dazzling.
A dragon roar echoed, and a golden light shone between heaven and earth. A golden dragon-shaped phantom condensed in the void, its scales and armor fully visible, a lifelike form.
And his cultivation had briefly entered the realm of Quasi-Emperor.
A quasi-emperor realm? Among the current geniuses, it's virtually impossible for anyone to be a match, because the Dragon Saint, having sacrificed nine dragon balls, is no longer on the same level as the other geniuses.
It can be said that any other genius, from any race, would have perished miserably here.
The only person Qin Tian could think of who could rival the Dragon Saint at this moment was Gu Qinghan.
The Destined Daughter, reborn from the future, knew so much and held so many hidden secrets. Drawing on her memories from the future, she could seize many opportunities in advance.
Qin Tian himself wasn't sure how much power Gu Qinghan had concealed.
But unfortunately, the Dragon Saint faced none other than Qin Tian.
The retreating people of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty and Skyfire City were filled with excitement upon seeing the massive golden dragon circling in the sky. They cheered and celebrated.
Long You's eyes were filled with admiration as he excitedly exclaimed, "It's golden dragon energy! This is the purest and most powerful Golden Dragon bloodline in the Wanlong Dynasty!"
"Hahaha! Our Wanlong Dynasty's ancient prodigy has awakened. We must crush all enemies and lead the ancient royal family to restore the glory of the Ancient Heavenly Court!"
Long Cang was also quite excited, practically shouting out his last words.
"Restore the glory of the Ancient Heavenly Court!"
"Restore the glory of the Ancient Heavenly Court!"
Many of the Wanlong Dynasty were moved by this and raised their arms in joy.
It was as if they had already witnessed the scene of the Dragon Saint defeating Qin Tian.
The Dragon Saint refined nine dragon balls, each containing infinite dragon energy. Under his control, each dragon ball transformed into a series of giant golden dragons.
A giant golden dragon suddenly leaped out, its maw wide open, charging towards Qin Tian. The dragon energy boiling within the golden dragon, its aura filling the heavens and earth with a terrifying dragon's might.
Seeing this, Qin Tian, grasping the Void Demon, slashed through the void with his sword. Sword energy erupted, evoking the image of a fallen immortal.
Above the sky, a pitch-black sword mark suddenly etched itself across the void, severing the attacking golden dragon.
The Void Demon's attack was of a higher plane, impenetrable and unavoidable. Using the Void Demon was like cutting through a sheet of paper; his attack was a plane higher than this world's.
Of course, this incredible attack had significant limitations.
Otherwise, he could have directly slashed Dragon Saint with a single strike.
The sudden appearance of the sword mark severing and obliterating the golden dragon startled Dragon Saint, but he didn't retreat. He concluded that Qin Tian's use of this attack method would be extremely limited. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths and simply struck him through the air with a sword, effectively killing him.
But he didn't, proving that this attack wasn't something Qin Tian could use whenever he wanted.
Dragon Saint once again activated the Dragon Ball. With a roar, another golden dragon emanated from it, charging towards Qin Tian.
Qin Tian once again wielded the Void Demon in his hand, and a jet of dark sword energy flew out, colliding with the golden dragon.
Seeing that Qin Tian had indeed no other attack methods, Dragon Saint knew his guess was correct. Without hesitation, he transformed his hand seals.
"Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace!"
Dragon Saint manipulated the nine Dragon Balls into nine golden dragons, swirling and merging in the void. They transformed into a golden furnace, seemingly capable of melting heaven and earth, and directly suppressed Qin Tian within it.
"Hah!"
Saint Dragon roared, pouring his dragon energy into the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Heaven Refining Furnace. Within, a blazing fire burned fiercely, and the endless dragon energy transformed into dragon flames, determined to refine Qin Tian.
"If I refine you, I might even be able to refine your Primordial Body. Qin Tian, you've already lost!"
Saint Dragon spoke, but his hands continued to desperately pump dragon energy into the furnace, transforming it into dragon flames.
For a moment, the entire sky was filled with wind, rain, thunder, and the might of blazing dragons.
This overwhelming power shocked all around.
"Win! Hahaha, what a lousy Son of God! In the eyes of our Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty, nothing more. With one strike from Saint Dragon, won't Qin Tian be reduced to ash?"
Long You laughed wildly.
In the vast void of eternity, many eyes were fixed on the massive golden furnace towering over the sky. Within it, a golden dragon danced, the flames extinguished, and a human figure could be vaguely seen in the center.
"Heh, it seems your Son of God is about to turn to ash," a phantom with twin horns sneered.
"I hope you'll act quickly later to save this little slug of your Wanlong Dynasty," the Seventeenth Patriarch sneered.
They believed in Qin Tian. Qin Tian carried the Qin Clan's destiny. Even if they couldn't defeat him, Qin Tian possessed such hidden cards that even the Great Emperor himself wouldn't be able to defeat him.
"Hmph, still stubborn even when facing death."
...
Inside the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace, Qin Tian stood within, three phantoms embracing him from behind, shielding him from the dragon flames of the furnace.
Qin Tian no longer felt the heat; instead, he felt quite comfortable.
These three phantoms were his mother, Empress Luohen of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty—Gong Xiaoyue; Empress Qing Xuan of the Tianwu Immortal Dynasty—Qing Xuan; and Empress Jinghong of Wangdao Mountain—Fu Hongchen.
This was the Great Yin Essence of these three.
With the Yin Essence of these three within him, Qin Tian was truly invulnerable to fire, water, and all poisons; it was simply the ultimate defense.
If anyone saw this, they would probably be so frightened that they would slap themselves in the face. Remember, this meant that Qin Tian had broken the virginity of the three Empresses, and it was all their own will.
Otherwise, the absorption of the Empresses' Yin Essence would be impossible.
There were people who possessed the Yin Essence of the Empresses, but these were rare cases recorded in history books.
Sage Dragon was beginning to lose his strength, but he sneered at the figures within the furnace.
This Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Heaven Refining Furnace evolved from nine dragon beads and could refine nearly everything in the universe. With his full power, he was confident. Qin Tian surprisingly escaped being reduced to ash, suffering in the furnace, ultimately severely injured.
Just as Long Shengzun was thinking this, feeling somewhat smug,
A soft chuckle emanated from the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace.
"Where did you buy this furnace? It's surprisingly warm! It'd be very comfortable if placed indoors in the winter."
Hearing this voice, Long Shengzun's pupils shrank. He looked around, his entire being doubting life—no, doubting the life of dragons.
Qin Tian strolled out of the furnace as if leisurely, his expression remarkably enjoyable.
He didn't even possess any spiritual energy flowing through him, nor did he possess any magical weapon to protect him. He simply stepped out, his hands behind his back.
The world-destroying dragon flame within the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace seemed useless to him, unable to even approach within 30 meters of Qin Tian.
With three strands of the Empress' Yin Essence within him, he was practically invulnerable to any spell.
Qin Tian strolled leisurely in the garden, his demeanor relaxed and unhurried!
He held out a large yellow banner, looked at Dragon Saint, and said, "Now it's my turn!"
Dragon Saint's eyes widened in disbelief. He no longer possessed the same airs he had at the beginning.
Not only him, but all the dragons of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty participating in the battle, including the Emperor-level projections observing from the Ten Thousand Years Void, were stunned.
Dragon Saint, having risen to the level of Quasi-Emperor, wielded the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace, manifested from nine dragon beads. Even a true Quasi-Emperor wouldn't have been able to withstand this devastating attack.
But now, Qin Tian had emerged unscathed, not even a hair burnt.
"This... How is this possible!" Dragon Saint roared. He couldn't believe it!
"Impossible! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Sage Dragon's hair flew, and the dragon energy within him erupted once more. The nine dragon balls converged, gleaming with dazzling golden light.
"Dragon Destroys the Nine Heavens!"
Sage Dragon madly slapped Qin Tian with his palm. A golden dragon phantom, emitting a divine aura that pierced the heavens, burst towards him.
The giant golden dragon phantom, carrying immense power, charged straight at Qin Tian.
Seeing this, Qin Tian's expression remained calm. He struck the ground with the Pangu Banner in his hand, and began to sing an ancient ballad from afar.
"This is the merit of the creation of the universe, and the emergence of chaos reveals its true might."
"The creation of the universe is revealed."
"The might of Pangu Saint is like a rainbow."
The banner swelled in the wind, its immense mass enveloping the entire sky.
"Primordial Qi is the first priority; cultivating for eternity will bring harmony to the profound."
"Don't be fooled by the mysteries of this. Once mercury and lead are eliminated, the blessings are boundless."
Qin Tian finished singing.
"Heaven and Earth Shall Die Together!"
The Pangu Banner emanated a destructive mystical light, shattering heaven and earth, unrivaled in history and the present.
The phantom of the golden dragon vanished into nothingness under this mystical light. Seeing this, Dragon Saint's face changed drastically. Even if he summoned all his defensive magic weapons, the Pangu Banner's [Heaven and Earth Shall Die Together] at full power could annihilate countless worlds.
This was a world-destroying force.
How could a few defensive magic weapons stop it?
Dragon Saint's defensive magic weapons barely had a moment's resistance; they shattered, the destructive mystical light pounding upon him. His eyes instantly filled with bloodshot, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood, mingled with fragments of his internal organs.
But this was only the beginning; the terrifying mystical destructive light continued.
"No!!"
Sage Dragon roared in dismay. His dragon clan's prided limbs, even one tempered by the Great Emperor's dragon blood and nourished with countless spiritual treasures and immortal materials, had become so fragile.
Just as Sage Dragon was about to be devoured by [Heaven and Earth Shattered], a roar so immense it could shatter an eardrum echoed from the sky. A massive dragon claw slammed down from the sky, interrupting Pangu Banner's [Heaven and Earth Shattered] .
When the smoke cleared, Sage Dragon's eyes were white, his will had vanished, and he had passed out. His dragon scales were shattered, his body dented, and blood continuously flowed from his body, causing him to breathe out more than in.
An old man, with a pair of dragon horns like dead wood, held Sage Dragon in his arms. He looked at Qin Tian with murderous intent, but within that intense murderous intent was also fear and shock.
He wanted to kill Qin Tian outright, ridding the ancient royal family of this thorn in their side.
But he knew that not only the Wanlong Dynasty, but also Qin Tian and the Luohen Immortal Dynasty were watching. If he attacked, an imperial war would inevitably ensue.
The Wanlong Dynasty's emperors certainly outnumbered the human race. Attacking now would not only fail to kill Qin Tian, but would also likely prevent both himself and Long Shengzun from escaping.
"You win," the old man declared, then tore open a spatial rift with his bare hands and departed, carrying the severely injured and unconscious Long Shengzun away.
Long Shengzun's defeat left everyone in the Wanlong Dynasty utterly dejected. Only when they saw that the Wanlong Dynasty's emperor had only taken Long Shengzun with him did they finally react.
"No, no! Hurry and take us back to the Wanlong Dynasty! Why aren't you taking us back?"
"How is it possible? How is it possible? How is it possible..."
Long You looked at his uncle, Long Cang, with a pale face, and asked, "Uncle, have we... been abandoned?"
Long Cang seemed to have aged instantly, his pupils trembling. He held a high position within the Wanlong Dynasty, so he could naturally guess what the Wanlong Dynasty was thinking.
They had been abandoned by the Wanlong Dynasty.
"I don't want it. I'm the pride of the Wanlong Dynasty, a genius cultivated by the Wanlong Dynasty. How could the Wanlong Dynasty abandon me?" Seeing Long Cang like this, Long You collapsed.
They had arrived with such pretentiousness and ambition. To them, this was just a training exercise. After slaughtering the humans here, they would return to the Wanlong Dynasty and contribute to it in the future.
For a moment, the entire Wanlong Dynasty was consumed by a whirlwind of emotions, some frantic, some self-deceiving.
At this moment, a Skyfire City soldier stepped forward, longsword in hand, tears streaming from his eyes. He roared:
"Fuck you! You beasts forced us to slaughter our own people. Now we're all going to die anyway, I'll fight you!"
The remaining Skyfire City soldiers, their eyes bloodshot, responded with a flurry of attacks. They seized their weapons and launched a barrage of blows at the Wanlong Dynasty's men.
This was their final act of atonement as humans.
Qin Tian, sword in one hand and banner in the other, truly looked like a young king overlooking the world.
"Mother, you heard me? I win," Qin Tian said with a faint smile.
The world suddenly fell silent, and then a terrifying pressure descended. The surrounding void collapsed, and time froze in the universe.
Crackling.
The void blurred, and a black vortex suddenly emerged, tearing apart.
Space split open.
A figure emerged from the crowd. She wore a red phoenix robe embroidered with a fiery phoenix, wings spread wide. She wore a golden crown. Beneath her phoenix brows were two jade-like sword-like eyebrows, and two hairpins adorned her forehead. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful.
Long legs, a slender waist, and a large yet full breast.
Her figure was a delicate figure, and her collar revealed her breasts.
Her eyebrows were emerald green, her almond eyes sparkling with silver stars.
She had a graceful, moon-like appearance and a naturally pure character.
She was captivatingly beautiful, her figure captivating.
It was Gong Xiaoyue.
She parted her red lips, a frost on her face, and a cold glint in her eyes.
"I heard it."
Whether they were soldiers from Tianqing City or the Zhenwu Army, they were all subjects of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. They had bravely sacrificed their lives to protect their country. Seeing the corpses strewn across the ground, how could she not be enraged?
Gong Xiaoyue took a step forward, the might of the Great Emperor erupting. She raised her hand coldly, gathering all the power of space, and brought down a palm strike against the Wanlong Dynasty participants in the invasion, as well as the entire Taihuo City.
Instantly, the void ripped apart.
Terrifying spiritual energy ripped through the universe, a tremendous force erupting instantly.
Infinite spiritual energy converged, suddenly transforming into a massive hand that slammed down.
With a single palm strike, the entirety of Tianhuo City was reduced to ruins.
The remnants of Tianhuo City within the Wanlong Dynasty wept as they frantically slaughtered their enemies, seeking redemption before their deaths.
Long Cang and Long You stared at the hand in the sky. The Luohen Immortal Dynasty's emperor had struck, but the Wanlong Dynasty remained silent. They had been completely abandoned.
They had no time to say anything, only a flicker of despair in their eyes before they were engulfed by the terrifying palm strike.
The Wanlong Dynasty dispatched 100,000 troops, including 20 young prodigies and 15 Saint-level experts.
Tianhuo City dispatched 40,000 troops, including one Saint-level expert.
That day, not a single one survived; they were completely annihilated.
The invaders deserved no death.
Gong Xiaoyue's expression remained stern even after she had annihilated hundreds of thousands of people with a single palm strike.
Seeing this, Qin Tian knew his mother was furious, so he reached out with his large hand, rubbing her soft, slender waist into his embrace.
"Don't be angry. From now on, I'll kill anyone from the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty I see. As for the Dragon Saint, don't let me ever encounter him. If I do, I promise to pluck his dragon whip from him and make him a pot of dragon whip soup. After we drink the soup, I'll fuck your little sweet pussy, okay?"
Qin Tian said with a smile, but his large hand slowly moved downward. Just as it was about to reach his mother's peachy buttocks, Qin Tian felt a pain in the soft flesh of his waist.
Qin Tian was caught off guard, and even he, possessing an innate Chaos God-Demon Body, grimaced in pain.
"You're going to die! You're so brave with so many people here." Gong Xiaoyue's face flushed with anger. The soldiers had just slaughtered the enemy, and he was already thinking about this.
Gong Xiaoyue flicked his sleeves and headed directly towards the Zhenwu Army.
Seeing Gong Xiaoyue arrive personally, Gong Wusheng, Gong Tiancheng, Gong Tianfu, and all the soldiers and generals knelt in salute.
"Greetings, Her Majesty."
The roar of the crowd was deafening.
Gong Xiaoyue raised his hand slightly and said, "You are all heroes of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. Stand up quickly. On behalf of the people of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, I thank you."
After that, Gong Xiaoyue bowed and saluted all the generals and soldiers.
"Your Majesty, this is not right. Defending our country is our duty as soldiers. Your Majesty, this is not necessary," Gong Wusheng said quickly.
He was Gong Xiaoyue's brother, but he was also a prince of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty.
Guarding the border was his responsibility.
Seeing the king of a nation actually bow down to thank them personally was overwhelming, some even bursting into tears. With such a king, they were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
Gong Xiaoyue was also relieved and said, "Thank you all for your hard work. I will reward you all when we return home."
"King Zhenwu, please report the casualties."
Gong Wusheng stepped forward and, after a moment's silence, said truthfully, "The Zhenwu Army mobilized 200,000 men, including 16 Saint-level warriors..."
At this point, Gong Tianfu also stepped forward. He was covered in wounds, but thanks to the Dan Pavilion's care and healing elixirs, he was much better. He said, "There are 27 geniuses coming to support us this time."
"The Zhenwu Army has 80,000 men remaining, and there are 6 Saint-level warriors left..."
"There are still 6 young geniuses left..." Gong Tianfu gritted his teeth, his face filled with sorrow, and continued, "There are still 7..."
After reporting the casualties, everyone fell silent, bowing their heads in a moment of silence for their fallen comrades.
Not all of the Wanlong Dynasty's troops were dragons, but most carried dragon blood. They were naturally much stronger than humans. Among them were the Luohen Xian Dynasty's most elite Zhenwu Army.
Any other army would have been defeated long ago.
Gong Xiaoyue sighed inwardly. The Zhenwu Army had suffered a heavy blow this time, but thankfully, Fourth Brother was alright.
Qin Tianbian, the Jiaolong, Raven, and Ice Wolf tribes had suffered minimal losses this time.
Jiaolong: 123, 93 remaining.
Raven: 360, 210 remaining.
Ice Wolf: 280, 160 remaining.
All still within acceptable limits.
Qin Tian collected everyone into the [Shanhe Sheji Tu] and returned to his mother's side.
Aside from the idiot Gong Tiancheng, everyone else was thrilled to see His Majesty and the Crown Prince appear together. This was especially true since Qin Tian's unparalleled power had nearly killed the ancient prodigy of the Wanlong Dynasty. They all admired Qin Tian.
After a few words, Qin Tian planned to leave with Gong Xiaoyue.
But Gong Xiaoyue didn't give Qin Tian the chance, tearing open the dimension and leaving alone.
Qin Tian felt a little depressed. He had been thinking of finding a deserted place to have sex with his mother. Perhaps Gong Xiaoyue had seen through Qin Tian's thoughts and left alone.
Qin Tian glanced at the battlefield below. He was no longer needed there. Gong Wusheng was directing the soldiers to clear the battlefield, while Gong Tiancheng was cuddling like a young wife in Manman's arms.
As for Gong Tianfu, he had already returned with the remaining prodigies.
Although they suffered heavy casualties this time, those who survived would become stronger and more resolute. They would grow up to be the pillars of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty.
Qin Tian summoned the Feiyun Boat and began his return journey.
He planned to return to Luohen Immortal Dynasty first, taking Yan Duo'er and Qin Duoduo to the Qin Clan. Since he had given birth to a daughter, the old men should at least give her a gift.
Inside the Feiyun Boat, Qin Tian sat down, facing a woman in a black dress with long black hair.
"Xu Mo, how are you feeling right now?"
This was the sword spirit within the [Burial Immortal Sword Domain], one of Tang Ba's golden fingers.
It was the nameless sword spirit that had been brought to a climax by Qin Tian's spiritual power.
After Qin Tian killed Tang Ba, he fused Xiao Miao's golden finger, the [Void Demon Blade], with Tang Ba's golden finger, the [Burial Immortal Sword Domain].
The sword spirit of the [Burial Immortal Sword Domain] had now become Qin Tian's Xu Mo.
"Master, I feel wonderful now. Powerful energy is coursing through me."
Xu Mo said excitedly. She felt immensely happy now, a million times better than when she was with Tang Ba.
The Xu Mo Sword was a very special magical weapon. Qin Tian could only exert less than 5% of its power at this moment.
But it was still incredibly terrifying, and few could withstand it.
"How will you thank me?" Qin Tian said with a wicked smile.
Xu Mo's pretty face flushed, and her narrow, beautiful eyes turned to Qin Tian. She walked over to Qin Tian, knelt between his legs, and reached out her small hand to press between his thighs.
"To thank you, Master, for rebuilding my body and giving me a new life, I'll help you with my mouth, Master. Let me suck you."
After saying this, Xu Mo began to remove Qin Tian's pants.
She stared at the majestic cock and smiled charmingly at Qin Tian.
Seeing Qin Tian's huge cock, her watery eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of desire. She slowly leaned towards Qin Tian, and her plump, firm breasts trembled gently with Xu Mo's movements, creating waves of ripples that tempted Qin Tian's eyes.
Qin Tian nodded excitedly, reaching out with both hands and grasping them tightly. They were so smooth, so soft, so supple, and so elastic. Qin Tian's hands kneaded, squeezed, and enjoyed the Xu Mo's breasts.
"Hmm...mm..."
The sudden, powerful assault on her chest sent a sudden surge of comfort throughout her body. Xu Mo couldn't help but open her mouth and moan, her hand gripping Qin Tian's cock involuntarily stopping.
Only when Qin Tian removed his hand did Xu Mo feel free. After giving Qin Tian a seductive look, she knelt before him and stripped off all her clothes. Then he continued to lower himself and caress the huge cock, sometimes stroking the glans, sometimes stroking the shaft.
Qin Tian felt an intense pleasure emanating from his crotch. Waves of pleasure, like electric currents, emanated from the cock, instantly spreading throughout his limbs and rushing straight into his mind. Qin Tian couldn't help but raise his head and close his eyes, savoring it.
Xu Mo slowly stroked Qin Tian's cock, observing it. She saw it bouncing with pleasure under her touch.
"Ah! Master's cock is so big..."
Xu Mo let out a cry of surprise. Admiring it so closely, Qin Tian's cock seemed even thicker in her eyes. It was not only thick but also long and beautifully colored.
The huge glans was purple-red, shimmering with an alluring sheen. The base of the cock was a vast expanse of black forest, and the cock was like a pillar towering above the dark forest. "So beautiful!"
The demon moaned, her eyes hazy, her expression intoxicated. Then she brought her mouth close to the large cock, extending her soft, fragrant tongue to gently lick the glans. She then grasped the shaft with her right hand, gripping it firmly and stroking it back and forth.
The demon sometimes licked the glans and sucked it vigorously, sometimes stroking it across the shaft and licking it vigorously.
The demon licked the head of the penis with the tip of her tongue, licking all around it until it glowed red and became even harder and thicker than before.
This feeling was something you could only imagine, but not describe. It was exhilarating! Qin Tian couldn't help but tremble all over, unable to resist a soft compliment:
"Great... You're licking me so well... Mmmm!"
The feeling was incredibly exciting. Although it wasn't Qin Tian's first time receiving oral sex, Xu Mo's oral sex had a unique flavor. That was the beauty of women.
Same mouth, same vagina, same anus, even breasts and buttocks—each one gave a completely different feeling. It wasn't like they were all oral sex, and that would make them boring.
Because each mouth was unique.
Qin Tian stretched out his hands, leaning slightly over to touch Xu Mo's body, her smooth back, her round, full breasts. Then, Qin Tian's hands moved to her head, gently pressing it towards him. At the same time, Qin Tian thrust his body forward, stuffing most of his cock into her small, cherry-like mouth.
Xu Mo's mouth was small, and Qin Tian's cock was too thick, filling it completely, sealing her lips tightly against it.
"Woo!"
Xu Mo made a muffled sound, and it was unclear what she was saying.
The demon slowly moved its head, stroking back and forth, making a "squeaking" sound.
Qin Tian felt unsatisfied because the demon's mouth was too small and couldn't move quickly enough. So, Qin Tian lowered his hands, grasped the demon's head, and held it tightly, then thrust his hips forward, pumping rapidly.
The demon's mouth was truly small. Inserting it into her mouth felt like inserting it into a tight vagina, sending waves of pleasure crashing down on Qin Tian's large cock.
The demon's mouth emitted a continuous "woooo" sound, wanting to scream loudly but unable to because its mouth was tightly gagged.
The demon's hands were also busy. One hand was scratching and stroking Qin Tian's back, while the other was digging and stroking her vagina.
Half an hour later, the demon's grip on Qin Tian's back unconsciously increased, causing Qin Tian considerable pain. Fear gleamed in her eyes, and her whimpering became more frequent. Her face flushed red, almost as if blood was about to drip. She reached back and pushed against Qin Tian, as if trying to push him away.
At this moment, Qin Tian had his eyes tightly closed, thrusting his hips passionately, pumping hard and furiously, thoroughly enjoying the demon's tight, cherry-like mouth, completely unaware that she was practically suffocating.
As if sensing the demon's pain, Qin Tian opened his eyes and stopped thrusting.
At this moment, the large cock was pulled out of the demon's mouth, leaving a thin line of saliva.
The demon spitted the cock out of her mouth. Qin Tian's cock was too large, and her small mouth simply couldn't hold the entire thing.
But looking at the glistening cock in front of her, smeared with her saliva, she still hugged Qin Tian's hips with both hands, opened her mouth and took it in, sucking vigorously.
Qin Tian hadn't ejaculated yet, so she couldn't give up halfway.
Qin Tian nodded in satisfaction. This was what a good woman should be.
Qin Tian held her head again, swaying his waist, thrusting in and out. Xu Mo could only hold the cock tightly in his mouth, letting out a soft moan. In a moment, the cock was covered in her saliva, glistening and exciting.
Waves of itching mixed with intense pleasure made Qin Tian moan and tremble slightly.
Knowing that Qin Tian was about to climax, Xu Mo opened her mouth and took it in, sucking and sucking, her cheeks hollowing from the force of her sucking.
Intense pleasure enveloped Qin Tian, and his whole body shook. With a swelling, like a volcanic eruption, hot and boiling semen spurted out.
Qin Tian screamed, and a stream of turbid white semen shot out.
Xu Mo took the penis in his mouth and pumped vigorously, semen continuously flowing out of her mouth, flowing onto Xu Mo's fragrant breasts, cleavage, neck, and face.
The air was filled with a strong masculine scent.
After a moment, he finally stopped throbbing in her mouth. The corners of Xu Mo's mouth were covered with glistening semen. Xu Mo smiled shyly and coquettishly, extending slender jade fingers to scrape the white semen into her mouth, and said with a charming smile, "Master, are you satisfied with what Xu Mo did?"
Qin Tian leaned back in the chair and exhaled comfortably. This sword spirit was great. It could kill people when needed, and it could also serve as a bedmate when not.
"You did well. Follow me in the future, and I promise you will become even more powerful." Qin Tian reached out and grabbed one of Xu Mo's plump breasts and played with it, praising her.
"Thank you, Master," said the Void Demon, kneeling at Qin Tian's crotch and cleaning the residue off his penis.
Although Qin Tian half-wanted to have sex with the Void Demon right away, he had already reached the skies above the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. If he didn't go back and have sex with the Void Demon again, his mother would probably punish him and not let him have sex again.
Besides, he was anxious to get back to see his daughter.
No matter how beautiful the Void Demon was, it couldn't compare to his mother and daughter.
Qin Tian patted the Void Demon's head and said, "You haven't fully merged with the Void Demon Sword yet. Taking you now would be harmful rather than beneficial. When you become stronger, I will definitely take you."
"Yes, I'll obey Master in everything." The Void Demon was so moved that she wiped away tears. It was so heartbreaking that such a lustful man as Master actually held back for her.
After returning to the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, Qin Tian spent a few days enjoying a comfortable family reunion.
Whenever they had time, they would cuddle Qin Duoduo, and then the women would indulge in daytime sexual activity. Over the past few days, they could take turns having sex with several women a day.
Yan Duo'er had recovered considerably during this time and could now walk normally.
Yan Duo'er was, after all, the Emperor of the Sun, full of vitality, and she recovered quickly.
After bidding farewell to her mother, Gong Xiaoyue, and her grandmother, Gong Mingyue,
Qin Tian took Yan Duo'er, Hu Jiuli, Xiao Meng, Yue Qingling, Zhou Baiyu, Zhou Bairou, and the others aboard the White Cloud Boat and headed for the Qin Clan.
Yan Duo'er held Qin Duoduo in her arms, a motherly smile on her face, a sight that filled Zhou Baiyu and Zhou Bairou, the mature women, with envy.
Zhou Bairou had a son before, but he was killed by Qin Tian.
However, as for Tang Bayang, Zhou Bairou probably wasn't too heartbroken by his death.
During this time, they had also been favored by Qin Tian, but with his cultivation level and bloodline, the chances of pregnancy were far too low. Yan Duo'er and Qin Lingling were considered the lucky ones.
In the palace of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, Gong Mingyue lowered her beautiful eyes, appearing somewhat absent-minded as she watched the flying boat drift away.
"Mom, that bad boy just left, and you're already missing him? Haven't you been eating enough these past few days? Could it be that you're addicted to your grandson's cock and feel uncomfortable without it for a day? Haha."
Gong Xiaoyue teased her absent-minded mother.
Gong Mingyue said nothing. She bit her lip, her eyes trembling slightly. She hesitated for a long time, her lips moving in and out, but no words came out.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Gong Xiaoyue asked worriedly, noticing something was wrong with her mother.
Gong Mingyue hesitated for a long time before speaking in a halting, low voice, "I... I think I'm pregnant."