And Lianhua's dantian was stabilizing, the influx of refined energy cementing the repairs they'd made earlier, pushing her closer to full Foundation Establishment.
But they had hours to go still. The dragon's power was vast, and it would take time to absorb it all.
Around them, the spiritual tornado intensified. Azure and black energy swirled faster, and now silver moonlight was weaving through the pattern, creating a tri-colored mandala of power that pulsed with each thrust.
Any cultivator seeing this would recognize it as a heaven-defying phenomenon—the kind of thing that announced a new power rising in the world.
But here in Death Valley, hidden from prying eyes, only the dead witnessed the birth of something terrible and beautiful.
PAH PAH PAH PAH!
"AAHHH~!! HHNGH~!! NNNGH~!! HIEEKK~!!"
Her moans had become constant, mixing with the sound of flesh slapping flesh, the wet schlick of his cock pumping her ass, the rustle of energy swirling around them.
