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A hidden cave.

The entrance to this cave is two meters high and three meters wide, large enough for three adults to walk side by side. The arched
walls painted with plaster, giving the appearance of a very sturdy tunnel, with moss growing on the side near the entrance.

The degree of concrete peeling indicates that the cave has existed for a long time.

Walking along the winding tunnel, it widens, until it suddenly appears as a large, plaza-sized open space,
brightly lit, illuminating the entire area.

The ground has a smooth floor, and at the other end is an altar made of rosewood.

This cave likely utilizes modern technology, with various ventilation systems, making it neither cold in winter
nor hot in summer, a comfortable temperature year-round, like a secluded paradise.

The cult leader, staff in hand, ascended the altar. His appearance was grotesque; his hair was a full head of silver threads, reaching
his shoulders and a thick, long mustache surrounded his lips. His entire face seemed covered in hair, yet his
greyish-brown complexion and deeply wrinkled features, bearing the marks of time, were still faintly visible. His

eyes, perched atop a high, aquiline nose, shone with an eerie, unfathomable light—a light capable of driving one to madness
. Once his gaze was fixed upon him, there was no escape; one could only submit obediently.

The cult leader was said to be over one hundred and thirty years old; such a long life was rare indeed, which
explained the deep wrinkles on his face.

Despite this, his body remained perfectly straight, showing no signs of aging. His entire body seemed
formed of skin, bone, and muscle; his movements were light and graceful, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance, yet possessing a regal bearing and an aura that was truly awe-inspiring.

The staff he held had six gold rings that produced a clear, metallic sound when shaken; its head was
shaped like a man's genitals.

The bizarre ritual was now beginning.

Young and robust attendants stood on either side of the leader. There were about sixty believers in the square, all seated
on the ground, each holding a porcelain bowl. Their heads were all covered with black cloth, leaving only small holes for their eyes to
see.

From the neck down, they were completely naked, especially the female believers, whose bodies were voluptuous and sensual, and all were under thirty
years old.

The believers, seated on the floor, focused their gazes on the cult leader's genitals, which were also
naked hanging between his legs, were not only old, ugly, and fleshy, but also shriveled and drooping.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The cult leader struck his staff three times forcefully, the golden rings ringing crisply. Instantly
, the entire square fell silent as the believers held their breath, awaiting a miracle.

Dear readers, please pay attention; a strange phenomenon began to appear.

The shriveled genitals hanging between his legs showed signs of stirring, gradually growing thicker and larger, finally
rising , as thick as a baby's clenched fist.

An old man over a hundred years old, without any external stimulation, had miraculously transformed his decaying state in a short time. His
old penis not only rose up but also stood erect, thick and firm, a full twenty centimeters long—truly unbelievable.

The believers stared intently at the cult leader's erect penis.

A moment later, a servant approached the leader and placed a red plastic bag, resembling a condom, over his engorged member
.

The leader began to mutter a prayer, his voice low and hoarse;
no .

Suddenly, the leader shouted, and liquid immediately spurted from the tip of the red plastic bag,
shooting out —perhaps due to the efficacy of the prayer he had recited! Otherwise, how could a centenarian possess
such power?

The servant respectfully removed the red plastic bag from his penis. If it hadn't been for the plastic bag, the ejaculation might have
scattered in all directions, wasting the leader's fluid.

The attendants poured liquid drop by drop into each believer's bowl. Then, one of the female believers, holding a wine bottle, poured wine into
the bowl containing the liquid. At the leader's command, all the believers raised their bowls and drank it all in one gulp, not leaving a drop.

The leader sat leisurely on his emperor's chair, while the bizarre ritual continued.

Next, all the female believers stood up, moved forward a few steps, and formed a line, their buttocks facing the altar. Their snow-white and
plump buttocks were aligned in a straight line, and then they prostrated themselves on the ground, their full buttocks raised high towards the sky, as if preparing to
offer themselves to the gods.

The leader stood up again, holding a round tin jar in his hand, and walked into the crowd. Inside the jar was a strange,
viscous liquid, like egg white. A phallus-like head was inserted into the jar, and then the viscous head was inserted one by one into
the pubic hair of each female believer.

Because the jar was soaked in a sticky substance, the insertion was relatively smooth, and with each insertion, a low,
muffled .

According to their doctrine, this insertion symbolized "purification," as the sticky substance in the jar had antibacterial and
contraceptive properties, and also acted as an aphrodisiac.

After the "purification" ritual was completed, the leader struck the floor with a tin staff, making a "clang! clang! clang" sound.

The male followers watched intently, as if awaiting the leader's signal. Upon hearing the "clang! clang! clang" sound, they
eagerly scattered, rushing towards the female followers' buttocks. They didn't need to compete; any empty buttocks could voluntarily move forward
to form a pair.

Two buttocks were empty; out of more than sixty male and female followers, there were two extra women.

Some male believers lifted a woman's leg and thrust forward, some engaged in verbal sparring, some buried their heads between a man's legs
and licked his lips, some clung to a man's body with their hands behind their backs, their plump buttocks pushing back and forth; some lifted a woman's
legs onto their shoulders and thrust in and out; some thrust into her from behind, like pigs and dogs mating; some held her ankles, like
an old man ; some groped her, fondling her breasts while

... They constantly exchanged partners, each move practiced with practiced ease.

Because each believer's head was covered with a black cloth, and they didn't know each other, the psychological barrier was removed, and they became unrestrained.
Coupled the aphrodisiac's effects, the debauchery and promiscuity reached their extreme. This breathtaking scene
was like an uninhibited gathering, a sexual feast, a promiscuous extravaganza at the end of the century, where humanity had ceased to exist, leaving only primal
bestiality.

The terrifying moans and hoarse cries echoed throughout the cave.

The cult leader sat comfortably in his chair, watching this spectacular lewd scene, nodding occasionally and revealing a terrifying, wicked smile; he
seemed extremely satisfied.

The two additional female followers were each buried in the crotch of a servant.

The continuous moans and sounds of ecstasy were soul-stirring; the ceremony was nearing its climax, and
after each female follower's orgasm, it would be the final act of the ritual…

On the other side of the left, near the edge of the mountain, a place rarely visited by people

, the quiet surroundings had made it a place for lovers' trysts—no secret.

A car was parked in a clearing in the woods, containing a man and a woman who had come from afar, naturally seeking
pleasure.

Since no one lived around the area, the men and women in the carriage acted more freely. The carriage swayed frequently, and
the explicit moans of women could be heard from afar.

That day, the sky was overcast, the north wind howled, and the cold was biting—it was the dead of winter.

However, the carriage was heated, creating a separate world.

"Mrs. Wu!"

Cai Xiaozhang cupped Mrs. Wu's breasts in his hands. Her breasts were soft and elastic, her snow-white skin smooth and slippery, as if
drawn to his skin.

Mrs. Wu was twenty-five years old, with a mature figure, which aroused Xiaozhang's desire.

"What 'Mrs. Wu,' just call me Meiyun!" A pair of bright, watery eyes looked at Xiaozhang,
and she spoke to him in a magnetic voice.

At this moment, the woman's eyes were exceptionally captivating, shining with an unusual brilliance, utterly alluring and seductive.

"Meiyun, I love you, I'm madly in love!" Xiao Zhang said urgently.

Xiao Zhang's eyes were empty, as if in a dream, because the woman he admired was his friend's
wife . He had never imagined that one day he could have her, let alone physical intimacy. Xiao Zhang and Meiyun's husband, Wu Guming,
were originally classmates. When Guming and Meiyun got married, he was invited to the wedding banquet, where he met Meiyun. From
then on he was captivated by her, thinking of her day and night, and couldn't help but confess his feelings to her, but unfortunately, Meiyun rejected him.

Three months later, Xiao Zhang suddenly received a call from Meiyun, saying she wanted to see him. Xiao Zhang was
overjoyed and immediately drove to pick her up, heading straight for this secluded mountain road.

Meiyun said, "I'm not a wicked woman who cheats on her husband, but I have a special fondness for you and am willing to
spend one night with you, just this once, and never again. Will you agree?"

Meiyun proactively took off her upper garment and unhooked her bra, revealing her snow-white breasts,
which swayed . He couldn't wait to fondle Meiyun's breasts with both hands.

"Ah! Ah!"

Meiyun's lips let out soft moans. Xiaozhang lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, using a combination of sucking, licking, biting, and twisting techniques
to ignite Meiyun's burning desire.

"Ah! Xiaozhang, I can't take it anymore, give it to me..."

Meiyun's heart suddenly trembled. She had never been so unrestrained with her husband, uttering such lewd words, but this thought
only flashed through her mind like a lightning bolt.

While sucking on her breasts, Xiao Zhang lifted her skirt and reached inside.

He caressed the soft skin between Mei Yun's legs, slowly moving towards her groin. He felt the moist warmth where he touched her; Mei Yun
was already aroused.

Xiao Zhang then tried to remove her panties. Mei Yun obediently raised her pink buttocks, and Xiao Zhang peeled
them off like peeling fruit.

Xiao Zhang lifted one of Mei Yun's legs, his hand rubbing and rotating on her wet area. She swayed her hips, twisting
and contorting, her eyes bloodshot.

"Give it to me...give it to me!" she cried hysterically, shaking her head, her hair flying wildly.

His hands still lingered at her wet entrance, occasionally gently inserting themselves.

Meiyun's waist trembled incessantly, and she murmured to herself as if in a dream, having reached a state of ecstasy and infatuation.

Her left hand hooked around Xiaozhang's neck, while her right hand unzipped his pants, revealing his engorged and swollen penis
.

"Ah! So big!"

The vibrant member, now before Meiyun's eyes, stunned her, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Driven by lust, Meiyun became even more unrestrained and wanton.

"Meiyun, I will never forget you at this moment!" Meiyun

further pulled down Xiaozhang's pants, grasping his erect penis in one hand, fondling it with obvious affection, and
occasionally burying her face between his legs, taking his penis into her mouth, inhaling its slightly sour masculine scent, as if in a dream.

“Meiyun!”

Xiao Zhang stared at Meiyun's passion, speechless. His heart pounded with unease. Why was she so alluring and
seductive ? Why had she willingly offered herself to him? A series of questions swirled in his mind.

“Meiyun, I can't take it anymore!”

He seemed not to hear, continuing his rapid, passionate kisses, unwilling to leave.

Xiao Zhang couldn't hold back any longer, almost ejaculating, but Meiyun remained buried beneath him, making soft, moaning
sounds .

Meiyun was also somewhat surprised by her own lewdness.

She had learned about oral sex techniques from adult magazines, but she had never tried taking her husband's penis in
her mouth . Now, she was doing this so naturally in front of Xiao Zhang, like a wanton woman—it was
unbelievable.

Seeing that she showed no sign of stopping, Xiao Zhang lifted her face and forcefully raised her buttocks onto his
thighs , preparing to thrust his erect penis into her wet and muddy flower path.

The two bodies pressed together, facing each other, their eyes burning with lust.

Mei Yun frowned, her full buttocks rubbing back and forth, constantly writhing and turning, while moaning
softly .

"Xiao Zhang...hold me tight...I...I'm going to...die..."

Mei Yun cried out as she writhed.

The carriage swayed incessantly; even from a distance, it was clear to everyone that a couple was performing a
sexual .

"Oh no!"

Meiyun suddenly cried out. She saw heads moving around outside the carriage, and two men were outside the windows on either side.
Peeping, judging from their appearance, these men were no saints. Xiao Zhang and Mei Yun hurriedly
separated their close bodies.

The three men revealed sinister grins, all six eyes fixed on Xiao Zhang's erect penis.

Mei Yun wasn't wearing underwear, but thankfully her short skirt covered her private parts; otherwise, she would have been even more embarrassed and ashamed
.

"Open the door!"

"Get out here!"

The three men shouted, brandishing wooden sticks.

Xiao Zhang couldn't help but shudder. He knew that although he was tall and strong, he would be at a disadvantage against three
armed in a bind. His only option was to obediently go out and
see what happened.

"Meiyun, stay seated!"

"There are too many of you, don't go out!"

Xiao Zhang opened the car door, stepped out, and prepared to negotiate.

But the three men immediately surrounded him, raising wooden sticks and striking him without warning. Xiao Zhang instinctively
tried to block with his hands, but how could flesh and blood withstand the onslaught of the sticks? He cried out, "Ouch!"

Then another man kicked him in the stomach, and he was attacked from behind, receiving another blow. The unexpected
attacks left Xiao Zhang completely defenseless.

"Ouch!" he cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground. The three men didn't let up,
striking him again. Xiao Zhang, in unbearable pain, lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Meiyun, witnessing the perilous situation from inside the carriage, cried out for help.

Six eyes were fixed on Meiyun, lewd smiles playing on their lips.

A man opened the carriage door, grabbed Meiyun's hand, and forcibly pulled her out. She knew she was at their
mercy, powerless to resist.

"Please let me go!"

one man cried. One man impatiently rolled up her skirt, revealing her snow-white lower body to the three men.
Without underwear, her private parts were completely exposed, dazzlingly so.

One man grabbed Meiyun's breasts from behind and kneaded them, while another squatted in front of her, removing her skirt and
staring at her dark, exposed pubic hair with burning eyes.

"Please, stop!"

she cried, struggling and kicking at them.

A woman facing three predatory men in the quiet, deserted countryside, all her struggles were futile.

One of the men spread Meiyun's legs as wide as possible, revealing her small, narrow entrance even more
clearly .

"Don't be afraid! Wasn't it great just now? Enjoy it!"

After saying this, the man forcefully inserted two fingers into the sensitive area where Xiao Zhang had just entered. Meiyun gritted
her teeth and shivered.

The man leered as he rotated his fingers.

"Don't...stop..."

Meiyun twisted her waist, trying to move his fingers, but to no avail.

The two fingers inside her were now spread open into a Y-shape.

Meiyun felt her body begin to react, though this reaction was not of her own volition.

Then, he removed his trousers. Meiyun inadvertently opened her eyes and saw the enormous thing between the man's legs. She couldn't help but
gasp , "Wow!" The man's penis resembled a swollen, purplish-red gourd, studded with more than ten pearls,
throbbing before Meiyun's eyes. Her heart pounded wildly.

"Look at my treasure, a rare sight indeed! Today I'll show you!"

After saying this, the man, still standing, thrust his enormous member straight into Meiyun's core.

Because the man was short, it was easier for him to do so.

Meiyun closed her eyes and endured it.

The man's strength was terrifying, making her struggle. When the enormous member was fully inside her
, she let out a soft cry. Although she tried her best to resist, she couldn't help but react.

Her body stopped struggling and slowly went limp.

Due to the man's relentless thrusting, she felt a sensation of orgasm; her knees ached, and it felt as if
a , constantly enduring the powerful pumping, making it extremely difficult.

"Please, finish quickly!" she pleaded in anguish.

Just then, the man who had grabbed Meiyun from behind suddenly shouted, "There's someone over there!"

Not far away, an old man stood holding a wooden cane, appearing like a white-haired, otherworldly figure.

"Don't come any closer!"

"Old ghost, get out of the way! Or you'll regret it!" The

old man, his face etched with wrinkles, chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with an eerie light.

One of the men was about to raise his wooden stick to strike the old man, but upon meeting his gaze, he seemed to be
subdued, his body instantly going limp and frozen in place.

The old man muttered incantations, and the other two men, as if under a spell, stood rooted to the spot like stone
pillars, unable to move.

Then, the old man, with Xiao Zhang and Mei Yun, disappeared into the night…

As for Mei Yun's initiative in arranging a rendezvous with Xiao Zhang, it was entirely out of a desire for revenge.

Her husband, Wu Guming, and Xiao Zhang's sister, A Ling, were frequently having an affair. Mei Yun discovered this and, without revealing her
involvement subtly inquired around, learning that the couple regularly frequented this deserted place for their trysts.

To vent her anger, Meiyun decided to retaliate against A-Ling's younger brother, Cai Xiaozhang, using his own methods against him
.

Xiaozhang was completely unaware of this.

Today, Gu Ming and A-Ling were having a secret rendezvous nearby. Just as they were making love,
an old man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, leaving them flustered and hurriedly adjusting their clothes.

Since Gu Ming was a fifth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, ordinary people were no match for him, let alone a white-haired
old man; dealing with him would be a piece of cake.

The old man's gaze met Gu Ming's. Gu Ming felt the old man's sharp gaze piercing him like laser beams
, radiating intense heat.

Gu Ming immediately averted his gaze and delivered a flying kick straight to the back of the old man's head.

The old man leaped up unhurriedly, like a swallow; his leaping power was astonishing, thus Gu Ming's mid-air...
With a kick in the air, the old man, after several somersaults, landed on the trunk of an old pine tree.

"Gu Ming!"

Ah Ling cried out in alarm. Suddenly, two burly men held sharp knives to her neck.

As Gu Ming's gaze turned towards Ah Ling, in a flash, before he could react,
a hard object struck the back of his head. His mind went blank, and he gradually lost consciousness.

When he awoke, he was bound with ropes, just like Ah Ling, unable to move his limbs, in an unfamiliar
place, like a basement or a cave.

“Gu Ming, this is terrifying!”

“Did you see them bring you here?”

“My head was covered with a black cloth, I couldn’t see anything.”

At this moment, a group of men in black approached them. Only two small holes were visible for their eyes to orient themselves.
The whole environment gave off a sinister atmosphere, and A Ling’s body trembled uncontrollably.

The men in black didn’t say a word, carrying Gu Ming and A Ling towards the plaza. Once there, they put them
down on the floor.

An old man dressed in black sat on a chair on the altar. Gu Ming immediately recognized him—it was the same old man he had just
defeated.

The men in black respectfully approached the old man and bowed.

“Long live the Master!”

The Master held a staff, with two burly men in black standing on either side of him.

"A religious inquisition is now being held!" the young man in black proclaimed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the square.

"You are enemies of our Cosmic Church. If you renounce your faith, you can immediately become
members of our Cosmic Church."

Gu Ming's mind flashed back to what he had read in the newspapers about the Guyana People's Temple incident. This religion, under
the guise , had caused the martyrdom of over seven hundred believers. He heard that their deaths were forced suicides, becoming
headline news worldwide at the time.

Thinking of this, Gu Ming felt extremely nervous.

Looking at the wrinkled face of the so-called leader, a chill ran through his body.

The white-haired leader stood on the altar, calmly recounting the tenets of their Cosmic Church.

The original aim of the Cosmic Religion was to purify sexual desire and achieve physical enlightenment, living a normal
life simultaneously experiencing the true meaning of life and enriching its significance. This was the purpose and
truth of the Cosmic Religion. The union of Yin and Yang, based on the principle of reason and understanding, was the ideal state towards Nirvana.

Therefore, sexual intercourse between men and women was not based on sexual desire; the partner was neither attracted to nor disliked, as long as they were of
the opposite sex.

The union of Yin and Yang, devoid of sexual desire, was a supreme praise to the divine.

The cult leader spoke eloquently about the doctrines of the Cosmic Religion, then said, "To help everyone further understand
the principle of achieving Buddhahood in the physical body, you must persist in studying the three major methods:

Body, Form, and Function." "Body" refers to the physical bodies of men and women, which vary from person to person. The Cosmic Religion emphasizes "Form,"
which refers to the sexual organs of men and women. Men's sexual organs differ in length, size, and color; this
is the sexual form of men and women.

"Function" refers to the methods of using the sexual organs, including caressing, positions, and sexual techniques.

The cult leader paused briefly, then continued, "Remember, sexual intercourse is a great human desire, without distinction of kinship or distance."

The young men standing on either side, after the cult leader finished speaking, immediately removed their black robes, revealing their genitals, which were
wrinkled and extremely ugly.

Ah Ling looked up, her gaze falling between the cult leader's legs. His manhood was shriveled and lifeless, lost in the hazy
wrinkles .

In a flash, she noticed the listless member stirring, showing signs of swelling. She was astonished;
the speed and firmness of the erection were far beyond what one would expect from a centenarian.

The erection before her eyes, like a pillar reaching to the sky, left Ah Ling speechless, completely captivated by its swelling.

The man in the black robe untied Ah Ling's ropes, stripped her naked, and casually forced her down
, her buttocks raised, facing the cult leader.

She didn't resist, only submitting.

"No, let me go!" Ah Ling cried out unconsciously.

As the cult leader stood behind Ah Ling, his glans, soaked in liquid, penetrated her pubic area from behind.

Her snow-white, full buttocks swayed left and right, but were ultimately held down by the man in black, unable to move.

The cult leader, kneeling behind Ah Ling, gripped her smooth, moon-like buttocks with both hands, and
thrust his enormous member proudly into her .

"Ouch!" Ah Ling cried out involuntarily.

Gu Ming watched coldly without saying a word. He guessed that this old man must possess boundless magical power; he must have used some kind of
evil magic to turn the young monk into a giant-headed Buddha.

According to ancient legends, superpowers can be divided into five types: selflessness, telekinesis, far-sightedness, mental perception, and supernatural abilities.

For example, Gu Ming immediately lost consciousness upon contact with the cult leader's gaze—this is supernatural power. The ability to cause an erection is telekinesis.
The cult leader's unpredictable appearances at Gu Ming and A Ling's rendezvous place demonstrate foresight; their thoughts and intentions
cannot escape his keen eye—this is the power of the mind's eye.

"Ah...ah...I...can't...take it...anymore..." A Ling groaned from the depths of her throat.

Because the cult leader entered her from behind using a doggy-style position, A Ling couldn't see his face, which only intensified her excitement.

Perhaps the cult's goal was to ensure that the sexual partner wasn't someone she liked.

A Ling felt a sensation of ecstasy, and any remaining female reserve and shame vanished instantly.

She felt waves crashing within her, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, incredibly ecstatic. Low, hoarse moans
escaped , flowing like a gentle stream.

"Oh, I...I'm going to die...I...I'm going to fly..." she

murmured, trembling as if having a seizure. The sight was enough to shake the hearts of any onlooker.

The cult leader didn't stop because of her cries; instead, like an accelerating motorcycle, he thrust forward forcefully, sometimes slowing down,
pumping freely. With each thrust, her heart skipped a beat; the swelling sensation made Ah Ling feel like she was dying but alive again.

On the other side, Mei Yun and Xiao Zhang, escorted by several men in black, appeared on the platform, both completely
naked.

"Mei Yun!" Gu Ming called softly.

His eyes, like a flame, fixed on Mei Yun's naked body. He felt she was more mature and alluring than before.

Although Gu Ming was Mei Yun's husband, he was astonished by his wife's stunning figure and felt a pang of regret
for his past neglect.

The cult leader stepped back, ordering Xiao Zhang to continue. Xiao Zhang grabbed his sister A Ling's rounded buttocks and then
joined in .

Incest was not taboo in the Cosmic Cult; siblings, mothers and sons, and fathers and daughters could freely engage in sexual intercourse because, according to
the Cosmic doctrine, there was only the distinction between men and women, not between close and distant relatives.

Xiao Zhang's expression was like that of someone brainwashed, obeying orders without question. Because A Ling's body was bent forward, she was unaware that the person
behind her was her own brother, Xiao Zhang.

Perhaps A Ling, like Xiao Zhang, was also oblivious, leading to this tragic, abnormal sibling act.

From a doctrinal perspective, this cult is nothing short of hell on earth. It violates morality and defies the will of Heaven; civilized society cannot tolerate
its existence.

"Ah... harder... ah..."

Xiao Zhang seemed possessed, increasing his speed at her cries, his thrusts becoming completely chaotic.

Continuous moans escaped from A Ling's half-open mouth, one climax after another,
the impact surging within her like waves, leaving her in a state of ecstasy, almost unconscious.

"She can ascend to heaven with one aperture, and become a Buddha with another. It's your turn!"

the cult leader said, pointing his staff at Gu Ming.

At this moment, three naked women wearing black headscarves appeared. Their faces were obscured, their identities unknown, but
judging from their nakedness, they were alluring, mature, and voluptuous. They stripped Gu Ming naked in front of Mei Yun.

A mature woman straddled Gu Ming, her lush pubic hair directly facing his face. She then
swayed her hips, her lower body aligned with his upper body. The other women buried their heads in the base of Gu Ming's legs, focusing their efforts with rapid, concentrated force.

Another woman took his hand and moved it to her crotch, using it to caress and rub the wild grass,
the swampy land.

Mei Yun lay prostrate on the ground, her narrow eyes observing the four's passionate encounter.

Jealousy was taboo in the Cosmic Religion, and the possession of the opposite sex was also forbidden. Men and women were free to choose their partners;
intercourse was permitted with anyone of the opposite sex.

Therefore, in the Cosmic Religion, both men and women had to cover their heads with black cloths, unable to discern each other's beauty or ugliness. Only with an unhindered mind could they engage in
intercourse of intercourse. Furthermore, because it was purely a physical union, the primary sexual position was rear-facing.

Even standing, sitting, or lying down, the posture remained the same:

back to back. At this moment, Ah Ling's expression was one of blissful ecstasy, as if she were floating on air. Afterwards, she seemed still in a dream, turning
around and playing with Xiao Zhang's penis. This was certainly not Ah Ling's will, but rather the result of the cult leader's hypnosis.
Under his control, they committed these immoral acts.

Gu Ming, a practitioner of Qigong and a Taekwondo expert, possessed extraordinary willpower. He was desperately searching for a way to escape.

Gu Ming had fought the cult leader before and knew his power.

To escape his clutches and regain his freedom, he had to break the cult leader's boundless mental power.

Gu Ming tossed and turned on the floor, deep in thought. Ah Ling had become a captive of the Cosmic Cult, perhaps because women are weaker and
easier to tame. The cult leader's actions had changed her life.

Because the cult leader possessed the ability to see through people's thoughts and intentions, he knew perfectly well who was truly loyal.

The female followers constantly changed their tactics, engaging in intense sexual battles with Gu Ming. Some even held his penis in their mouths until
he ejaculated, then swallowed it whole, repeating the same methods as if trying to drain his life essence.

If Gu Ming hadn't been young and robust, he would have long since succumbed.

"Gu Ming, submit to the Cosmic Cult!"

The Woman of the Night knelt beside Gu Ming, her hand grasping his emaciated member. That person was Ah Ling.

Bewitched by evil magic, she had submitted to the Cosmic Cult. Her delicate hands were playing with his penis, but he was
exhausted and could no longer erect.

Gu Ming ignored her advice, and she had no choice but to get up and leave.

The female followers in black robes came and went, their aim to exhaust Gu Ming's energy, leaving him with no
strength to resist.

Gu Ming, of course, knew their intentions. He quietly circulated his internal energy, conserving his strength, waiting for an opportunity
to fight and escape this inhuman abyss.

But how could he possibly defeat the cult leader, who was wielding so many evil spells?

This thought shook his resolve.

The cult leader's mind-reading ability allowed him to see into people's hearts; attacking him was no easy feat. The only way to break through this ability was to be without
thought. Since he didn't know what the opponent was thinking, he couldn't prepare beforehand. Perhaps a surprise attack would allow him to narrowly escape
defeat.

Gu Ming relied on his youth and stamina. He closed his eyes to rest, and time passed, the debate lasting day and night, feeling as if several days had gone by.

Sometimes the shadows of the men in black were nowhere to be seen; perhaps everyone had gone to sleep.

But when they opened their eyes, they took turns engaging in a relentless sexual encounter with Gu Ming. Women climbed onto him,
swaying their hips and enjoying themselves, treating Gu Ming like a sex toy.

Some of the men in black were sucking his penis. Gu Ming tried to resist, but there's a limit to how much he could endure. Once his central nervous system
was stimulated, he couldn't resist the other's teasing, and he began to react.

One woman, as she inserted her engorged member into her body, bent down, her face close to Gu Ming's ear.

"Hey, it's me!"

It turned out that the woman straddling him was his wife, Mei Yun.

"We must escape together, or we're dead."

"Do you know the exit?"

Mei Yun whispered, swaying her serpentine waist as she quietly untied the ropes binding Gu Ming.

Night had fallen, and it was time for everyone to sleep.

Gu Ming stood up.

"The exit is this way!"

"Wait a moment. If we don't get rid of the cult leader, we won't escape. He has far-sightedness; he'll be caught sooner or later." "

Hmm, I know."

"Where is the cult leader?"

"In the last room!"

"What's the situation?"

"Apart from the cult leader, the others are no match for him.

But challenging the cult leader is suicide!"

"Shao Luosu, I want to try it."

Mei Yun could only nod. The two traversed the winding path, following the narrow corridor to its end.

They tiptoed to the window and peered inside. There were three people: the cult leader, asleep, and two guards
taking turns watching over him.

He slowly opened the window, leaped in, and with lightning speed, knocked the guard to the ground. One hand pressed against his
mouth, while the other gripped his testicles tightly, rendering him unconscious.

The cult leader lay on the wooden bed, while the other guard dozed off. Gu Ming stealthily crept to the edge of the cult leader's bed.
Without a word , he channeled his inner strength, forcefully locking two fingers in his throat, while simultaneously striking the top of his head with a thunderbolt.

When the cult leader awoke, it was too late. His body struggled incessantly, and Gu Ming's fingers sank deeper and deeper. After a while,
the struggle stopped, and he was lifeless, his soul departed for heaven.

Gu Ming and his wife, Mei Yun, finally escaped the cult.

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