[Burning Heaven, Wrathful Heaven, Lustful Demon, Yin Demon] Chapter 263: Puppet Struggle for Throne

Extinction is imminent, yet the Demon Palace remains a labyrinth of factions within factions. No one is willing to let a strongman from another faction
run the palace administration, free from their own party's control. Without power, there is nothing; patriotism is seen as a means to gain power, and plunder is rampant
. Under the monopoly of these factions and palace officials, the resources of the entire Demon Realm are sold at a far lower price than those of laborers in the Western Immortal Realm. Finished products
, under export monopoly, are sold to their own companies in the West, where the price is not significantly different from the local price. As
illustrated by the story of the Demon Ancestor being frightened to death, the surplus value is astonishingly high, even more rampant than in the Western Immortal Realm. They simply plunder whatever they can get their hands on;
what does it matter to them whether the palace or the clan benefits? All this talk of loving the palace and the party is just a way to deceive those fools who willingly risk their lives and endure torture
.
The surrounding area was rife with gambling, and this added another conduit provided an opportunity to fuel the unrest. Taking advantage of the chaos, the palace 's
servants smuggled out foreign currency from the palace, or wired back funds, to buy millions of casino chips, then claimed they were lost
, leaving no trace. In reality, the money was distributed among a group of wicked followers and flowed to Tianpeng Mountain. Once the foreign devils' corrupt bribes
arrived, they would replenish the funds.
If they lost power, they didn't care about the extermination of their clans and countries; their ill-gotten gains were already greater than those of the Tianpeng Mountain families. At worst,
they could become Tianpeng Mountain citizens and still wield considerable influence. Thus, the major factions restrained each other, while smaller factions' representatives slipped through the net. After
layers of filtering and meticulous discussions, only the infamous Iron-Faced Clown Pig-like Deformity gained consensus. Everyone agreed
to send him to fight against the wicked followers handpicked by the Old Monster of Wunan for the position of Grand Steward of the Palace Affairs Bureau.
This iron-faced clown, believing himself to be a descendant of the Pig Queen, remained incredibly wealthy even after his fall. His ancestral home was situated in a spacious location, with a deep
courtyard and a grand scale. However, this "Pig Plague" was born a fool, ignoring his roots and only skilled at causing trouble. When the Demon Palace was founded
, he was just starting out, dreaming of changing the world. Unfortunately, he was dealt a crushing blow by the Lingqiao Palace in Changshan Baishui, which made him mature
a bit. He realized he couldn't change the world, so he narrowed his focus and decided to only change his own palace.
Just a small fry, yet so arrogant that he dared to oppose even the Great Weak Falcon of Xuanyuan. He was labeled a rightist, exiled
to serve monkeys, and subjected to forced labor.
After the Great Weak Falcon's demonic formation failed, this clown escaped. Realizing he couldn't change the palace kingdom, his final wish was merely
to change his fellow demons. Taking the meaning of "the world is drunk but I am sober," he called himself "The Sober Master," but he was far from sober
. Under the one-party rule of the Demon Party, all its followers are officials, having traveled thousands of miles to join the party solely for wealth, dedicated to corruption and exploitation
. This utterly clueless fool, however, presents himself as an "honest official," demanding that corrupt officials support his "anti-corruption"
campaign—truly absurd. His "high-minded" facade has always attracted the jealousy of his cronies, making him a "
thorn in the side" of his own kind. His superiors, the Demon Party followers, find him an eyesore, viewing him as "disrespectful to their leader." They tolerate him until
the Old Monster Xuanyuan, unwilling to relinquish power, launches the "Manghua Evil Alliance," purging this fool and sending him to reformation. This time, it's not
just forced labor like last time.
Opposition to the Old Monster Xuanyuan, the palace, and the religion is merely a matter for the masses. Whoever comes to power, they can be a good official themselves.
But anti-corruption cuts off people's livelihoods, directly impacting their lives, incurring the wrath of the Demon Party followers, and subjecting them to severe suppression. Love makes one wish to live, hate
makes one wish to die. In the reform camp, every action was naturally met with disapproval from the demonic cadres. Caught in the crossfire of public criticism
, one trembled with fear. Under the scorn of a thousand, mutual hatred and resentment reigned supreme; where was justice and humanity? Mutual jeers and whispers swayed the winds,
turning white into black, and filth grew with each passing moment. Even the inability to understand others, willingly offering one's anus for sodomy, became a heinous
crime: not knowing how to get along with people. In this manipulative atmosphere, any attempt to teach someone a lesson was met with utter disbelief. Even the absence of illness could be diagnosed
as an illness, the side effects of medication presented as deadly poison, and this was touted as treatment. Cutting with a sharp blade was praised as surgery. Even inserting a telephone pole into the anus
could be lauded as a good thing, leaving behind a face of utter grotesque horror, a culmination of pent-up resentment, powerless to erupt
.
This clown can only lie in bed, nearing his death, his once-proud "though I die nine times, I will not regret it"
indomitable spirit completely gone. He suddenly realized: if I had only changed myself from the beginning, I might
have changed my family; with their help and encouragement, I might have done something for the country; and then, who knows
? Perhaps even changed the world. He had fallen into the delusional poison of the Tongtian Sect Master's ideas of self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world
. To reach the realm of great freedom, one must be in harmony with the heavenly secrets to roam freely and act as one pleases.
How many people in the world can foresee the heavenly secrets? Never before in history. Under the influence of this delusional poison, this fool's so-called "daring to act" has become nothing but
a mask of pretense, reducing him to a clown, a tool for corrupt officials to deceive the Western Paradise. Changing oneself, alone among the wolves, can one
change corrupt officials?
The son of the first wife is bound to be a thorn in the side of the stepmother, who will try to take away her own son's inheritance. Only by driving him to his death can she
be satisfied. Who can change a stepmother's mind? Even if an ivory tube is burned, can it prevent it from being hunted again? Hiding things
invites thieves; can it truly be kept safe? Who would complain about having too much wealth? The sky is not the highest thing; human desire is the highest. Even well water sold as wine
is still considered lacking in pig feed. Even the best student of the Yellow Emperor, who only makes and doesn't eat, is insatiable. In truth, everything depends on one's own
strength. Only with strength can one survive. If one is as weak as an egg, crushed among rocks, how can one not be broken and shattered?
The vast sky, though sparse, contains floating clouds and scattered air. Without the necessary strength, even the vast sky has no place to dwell. However!
In the world of martial arts, one is not in control of one's own destiny; everything is governed by fate. Just then, the Sick
Demon Lord was attacked and disappeared, while the Earthly Deficiency Demon Lord reappeared, groveling for mercy from the Lingqiao Palace. Even a fart from the Western Celestial Realm carries
a weight heavier than a mountain. The system of popular democracy, based on electing representatives, is suited to cultivation through deception. It requires creating
misleading promises to ascend to celestial status, then betraying voters and colluding with party members. The Iron-Faced Clown's triumphant illusion
of "a hundred coffins" vanished, becoming a pawn in the quest to appease the Western Celestial Realm.
In this demonic palace where power comes from the sword, the clown was originally a worthless lump of mud, like a chicken in a game of Go
. After this period of misfortune, facing accusations and covert blockades from the Western Celestial Realm
, he had to grovel and fawn to please them. The Western Celestial Realm, using the guise of "popular democracy" for cultivation, viewed the Iron-Faced Clown with suspicion
. Coincidentally, the inherent nature of the Five Elements clashed, and he rose to prominence. Thus, the chicken met the big chicken, instantly becoming the Supreme Treasure.
This fool boasts of being as impartial as Bao Zheng (a legendary upright official), and is indeed selfless, but lacking the power to act selfishly
, he cannot punish even the most notorious villains, nor dare he offend the powerful. Therefore, he merely changes himself and speaks for himself. The illusion of a hundred coffins is merely an external manifestation.
His outward appearance was brilliant, yet he was utterly vulnerable. The reason he was chosen as a representative was precisely because he was weak—weaker than a caterpillar,
unable to provoke any faction and forced to defer to each one.
But how could such a figure possibly contend with the choice handpicked by the old monster Wu Nan of Black Mountain and Fallen God Ridge?
The various factions chose to selectively ignore this reality. Of course, for each faction, if they couldn't act with absolute power, then who was
in charge didn't matter. After all, he was an outsider with a weak foundation; he still needed to fight one faction and win over another, so he wasn't entirely without
a way out. If they fought amongst themselves and lost, it would be like being naked and exposed, inevitably leading
to a life of imprisonment like a demon. An outsider couldn't control all channels; at worst, he could just retire to Tianpeng Mountain and enjoy his old age. After years of embezzlement and
plunder, the wealth smuggled to Tianpeng Mountain surpasses that of the aristocratic families of Tianpeng Mountain or Xiniu Hezhou, enough to last for generations
.
They can simply walk away, but the Blood Demon Sect of Yinmo will now face the Black Mountain Fallen God Ridge directly. The newly appointed individual
, though alone, has a powerful backer, bringing in a continuous stream of allies. The local strongmen will be relegated to peripheral roles,
barely surviving, their power slowly fading away. Infiltration will be like a dog trying to bite a turtle—impossible to begin with, and because they are not
of the same language and race, they will inevitably be rejected. Any progress will require direct confrontation. The situation doesn't allow for
the appointment of Wunan Old Monster's chosen candidate, but helping the Iron-Faced Clown win this battle will undoubtedly be earth-shattering. With Wunan's abilities,
how could he escape the watchful eye? Even if he could withstand the Old Monster Wunan, there were still many capable immortals, demons, Buddhas, and monsters in the world. If he were completely exposed, he
would inevitably become a target, his sharp edge dulled, and he would be unable to do anything.
He pondered how to subdue such a rotten tree without the Old Monster Wunan noticing, but even on the eve of the chief steward's election, Yin Mo still
had no good plan. He remained indecisive about whether to help the Iron-Faced Clown or continue his reclusive ways. At the last
moment of his indecision, he received a plea from the Thousand-Handed Lady Shi Longgu, requesting a secret meeting at the Xuanjing
Coffin of the Old Monster Xuanyuan in the Xuanzang Hall in front of Tian'an Gate.
Since her failed fire attack on Emei Mountain using the Huashan Fiery Array, the Thousand-Handed Lady Shi Longgu had been captured by Xiong Xue'er and imprisoned in the Peacock
River in Yunnan, which provided Yin Mo with a convenient excuse to infiltrate the Hidden Palace. The Yin Demon had already suspected Zang Lingzi when he destroyed the Qingluo Palace. He reasoned
that the Poison Dragon Venerable was a demon so powerful that even the Udumbara Nun was wary of him; how could a mere disciple of the Green-haired Turtle, wielding a treasure, possibly
subdue him? This was utterly ridiculous. He had once looked down upon the Central Plains, commanding the imperial guards and demons, but
when the Ming Dynasty was in peril, he suddenly became a democrat, and after his defeat, he proclaimed himself a loyal subject and a traitor, yet for a mere empty title, he knelt before the Xuanyuan Demon Palace, returning
to his former life as a treacherous woman, presiding over the Qingluo Palace. The Yin Demon simply didn't believe such a power-hungry, treacherous demon
would simply retire gracefully. He must be using the Three-Inch Nail as bait to infiltrate the core of the people's government again, stealing and selling out capital. It was rare that the
Three-Inch Nail was willing to capture Shi Longgu in the palace; he could use this audacious lust as a pretext, a medium for investigation. He frequently manifested his magical
body to infiltrate this bastard's palace and defile Shi Longgu.
The green-haired tortoise didn't blame his lewd disciple's wife. Instead, he comforted her, saying that Xiong Xue'er's actions were merely a cover-up
, and didn't mention Shi Longgu's lewd behavior at all. He only instructed her not to leave the palace, to avoid exposure, and not to get involved in
the struggle between good and evil, lest she trigger the unseen changes of heaven. This lewd girl
, now living under someone else's roof and without any proof of her existence, seemed diligent and conscientious. But ever since the Yin Demon infiltrated this bastard's palace and raped her to death, she could no longer bear the life of sleeping without a penis. She was willing to
die for a penis, to go mad for a penis, and to risk eternal damnation for a penis. Yet, Three-Inch Nail seemed oblivious to Shi Longgu's adultery in his eyes
. This lewd girl was passionately infatuated with the adulterer, even believing that the adulterer's cultivation could suppress one of the world's best, Zang Lingzi. Fearing that the adulterer
would settle scores after leaving, she even plotted to elope with the Yin Demon, no longer caring about the words of those two generations of bastards.
The Yin Demon, naturally unwilling to be burdened by this, offered much comfort. Suddenly, she remembered the day she and Sun Lingbo first trespassed on Emei
, when Shen Ruolan refused to acknowledge their family. Upon questioning their relationship, she learned that the Golden Needle Saintess, determined to abandon evil and return to righteousness,
had fallen out with her sister-in-law, the Heavenly Fox, only revealing that she was a fellow disciple of Granny Red Flower, remaining silent about her father-in-law , Old Man Xuexue, so that Shi Longgu was completely
unaware of his existence. It seemed that the Three-Inch Nail hoped to use Shi Longgu to establish a connection with Old Monster Wunan, knowing full well he would become
a cuckold, and pushing the Yibo disciple into the abyss. Knowing she had a powerful backer, Shi Longgu naturally grew increasingly arrogant and domineering,
causing Xiong Xue'er to avoid her. The Yin Demon Feng Wu even deliberately displayed his lewd behavior several times, and the Three-Inch Nail suppressed the shame and indignation of his disciple
, avoiding him at all costs, allowing the adulterous couple to indulge in their lustful desires. A palace servant unfortunately stumbled upon the incident,
but was framed and killed by Xiong Xue'er to silence him. What an extraordinary bastard! This bastard Ganhan Palace
maintains its image by enacting laws prohibiting servants from speaking out. Yinmo Feng Wu, having thoroughly enjoyed his encounter with Shi Longgu, didn't forget about the Hidden Palace. He only
discovered the hidden restrictions within Shi Longgu's body, but couldn't detect any flaws or
anomalies in the two generations of Green-haired Turtle and Poison Dragon Venerable, and thus gradually forgot about it. However, at this crucial moment, he learned that Shi Longgu was already in the inner court of the Xuanyuan Demon Palace.
Long before the Demon Palace's upheaval, Wu Nan Old Monster, taking advantage of the Earthly Deficiency Demon Lord's high reputation and weak foundation, combined with the dysentery demon who benefited from the Heavenly Crippled Demon
Lord's legacy, was able to mobilize the Death Squad and instigate the Tian'anmen Coup, but lacked the power to completely eliminate the threat. Facing both external and internal troubles, demonic
transformation was only a matter of time. Therefore, Wu Nan Old Monster had already devised a plan, selecting Shi Longgu as his seed to cultivate. Shi Longgu's grandfather,
Elder Xuexue, was an elder of Luoshen Ridge in Black Mountain, in charge of the Langhuan Heavenly Palace's records, and a key minister in the Wunan Old Monster's campaign. Shi
Longgu, having long resided in Shenzhou, was of pure Luoshen Ridge blood, making her a reliable confidante for wielding power in the Demon Palace. This was to prevent figures from Beiju Luzhou from suddenly appearing in
the Demon Palace and disturbing the Western Immortal Realm.
The Wunan Old Monster secretly obtained Shi Longgu. That three-inch nail had forced his disciple to become a cuckold, aiming to climb
Luoshen Ridge and gain powerful allies to resist the heavenly calamity. Now that his wish had been fulfilled, they naturally reached an agreement. When the licentious crown princess left the palace,
she had to pay a huge price to keep quiet and prevent her from exposing her lewd behavior. Unfortunately, she still couldn't resist her flirtatious ways, and she secretly became
pregnant. Upon learning of her promotion to the high position of Grand Steward of the Xuanyuan Demon Palace, Shi Longgu's ambition soared. She sought to play both sides, plotting to
secretly collude with the Lingqiao Palace through the Yin Demon Feng Wu. She thought that since Yinmo Fengwu had fucked her and enjoyed it, she would surely be loyal
. Unfortunately, the world is full of those who try to have their cake and eat it too, often ending in disaster. Yinmo Fengwu, knowing she was not of his kind
and her heart was surely different, though he enjoyed the lustful act, resolved to give her up. His intention was to drain this foreign slut's life essence through his lust, leaving
Wunan Gong speechless, without needing to reveal his cultivation.
Thousand-Handed Lady Shi Longgu was a descendant of the White Moth, already extremely beautiful, and even more so, incredibly seductive. In the Demon Realm of Luoshen Ridge ...
During her training in the palace, having been away from the demonic penis for so long, she recalled how she had been driven mad by the demonic penis in bed, and
her lust intensified. Confined to the palace, most guards avoided her, and the demonic penis was rarely seen.
She felt the pleasure of being fucked was never enough, and always longed for more. Each time she received the demonic penis, she demanded more, becoming
incredibly greedy and insatiable, constantly wanting more and more, and the more she wanted, the more intensely she was fucked,
never stopping until she nearly fainted from exhaustion.
After entering the Fallen God Ridge, the demonic disciples there were utterly debauched, easily swayed by the slightest hint of affection, yet they were all show and no substance
, weak and powerless. It was truly a case of a hard penis failing to satisfy a weak cunt. Her mind was constantly filled with thoughts of that demonic penis, making it difficult to sleep
, further fueling her "sexual hunger," and causing her to crave it at the slightest provocation. The mere thought ignites
a fire within her, uncontrollable lust rising within her, sometimes soaking her clothes. Only a multitude of penises
, lined up and thrusting into her one after another, can slightly satisfy her craving, yet it remains like a mirage, an climax a distant dream. Only under
the crotch of the demon Feng Wu can she be wanton, wanton, and licentious, but due to the presence of the old monster Wu Nan, she dares not summon the demon to the Demon
Palace of Fallen God Ridge, leaving her only with unrequited love, her lustful cunt yearning for a penis, drooling incessantly.
Once the lustful swallow leaves the nest, the mere thought of the enormous penis in sight makes her mind go blank. Upon entering the inner palace of the demon palace, her heart
cries out in urgency, pleading for penetration. Learning that the lecherous wolf is in the inner city, she is overjoyed. Her blood boils, her whole body heats up yet feels exhilarating
. Upon meeting, her lustful cunt erupts in flames, overflowing her seven orifices, as she leaps into the hall.
The demonic fiend Feng Wu gazed upon this extremely beautiful and alluring vixen, feeling as if a brief separation had brought them closer to their honeymoon. Her breasts were full and rounded
, her buttocks even more exaggerated and prominent than when she was in the palace. Desperate to please Feng Wu, this wanton woman even begged the old monster Wu Nan for
a garment woven from dragon sinews. It appeared neither silk nor cloth, but as thin as a cicada's wing, like a light silk draped over a jade-like figure
, its glimpses adding to its mysterious allure, making one yearn to strip it bare. Her tempting jade legs appeared and disappeared, making one unable to resist exploring
its depths, provoking a furious erection, unable to stop until one had impaled her. In the hazy light, one could see her slender waist, swaying in the mist,
highlighting the rise and fall of her high breasts, her buttocks rising and falling with them, her posture alluring and seductive. Her exquisitely shaped body was perfectly
rounded, soft and boneless, further arousing the desire, making her infinitely alluring. She flashed across the scene like a fleeting flower, then leaped into his arms, crying
out, "Oh my god! Darling! I can't resist! Just thinking about meeting you makes me so wet, my juices are flowing
down to my feet!"
Her lips, a vibrant red tinged with purple, were brimming with desire, making one's heart race. Beneath her deep red rouge, she
exuded an innate wickedness and lust. Her large, watery, alluring eyes on her oval face revealed her innate provocative nature
. Her face was flushed red to her ears, and her expression, brimming with spring-like passion, could ignite a man's most primal desires, causing him
to burn with lust at first sight. Her attire further fueled the fire. Her foxy makeup radiated
intense sensuality; black eyeliner and blue eyeshadow contrasted beautifully with her peach-pink blush. She was alluring and seductive.
The demonic Feng Wu was pounced upon, a delicate fragrance wafting from her alluring, burning body, reaching straight to his glans, enticing
his restless, wicked penis to rise in response. Absence made the pleasure even greater. His neck was tightly embraced by the demoness's two jade-like arms, the
soft, pink muscles feeling like two venomous snakes coiling around him, making it hard to breathe. Her
lips pressed against his, teasing him with their sweet fragrance. Suddenly, Feng Wu felt a warm, fragrant scent, carried by her sweet tongue, seeping into his brain
, intoxicating his soul, causing a surge of heat, his penis boiling with blood, roaring and surging, beyond the control of his conscious mind.
It was the Soul-Losing Incense, the secret treasure of the Old Monster Wu Nan.
The Soul-Losing Incense was the foundational treasure of the Gonggong Demonic Cult. The Soul-Losing Ridge was named after this incense; those who came would lose their souls,
becoming the Heavenly Palace of Delight, a paradise of pleasure. The allure of a cup of water for seduction relies on this fragrance to captivate and unleash secrets. Otherwise
, with the depraved and corrupt body of the beautiful woman, how could she possibly catch the eye of a cultivator? This fragrance is odorless and colorless, penetrating the spiritual realm, undetectable by ordinary immortals
. Once the spiritual realm is compromised, lust takes over, true essence is diminished, and the sea of consciousness is left unguarded, allowing demonic followers to take whatever they want. Back then, Bai
Gu Yi's subordinates were defeated by the Soul-Losing Incense without realizing it, but out of anger at the beautiful woman's seduction, he subjected her to a brutal torture, ravaging her genitals
and vagina, destroying them to the point of decay, precisely to prevent the followers supervising the beautiful woman from being seduced, for they had no way to
escape without this. It's a wonder those beautiful women still had the nerve to complain.
This fragrance truly intoxicates lustful men; no wonder the land of gentle pleasures is the tomb of heroes. But every substance has its counter, and there are also iron men who, while drunk on the lap of a beauty
, hold power over the world. Who is the master and who is the guest depends on whose foundation is stronger. The stronger one enters the tiger's den to take the tiger's cubs. Overestimating
her abilities, she naturally succumbed to exhaustion and died. The Yin Demon Feng Wu, devoid of form and self, sought only to snatch chestnuts from the fire. Shi Longgu,
oblivious to the treachery between immortals and demons, her left hand still coiled like a snake around Yin Demon Feng Wu's neck, while her right hand slid down, pressing against his
firm abdomen, grasping his erect penis, gently kneading and rubbing it. Yin Demon Feng Wu let out
a beast-like growl, lifted Shi Longgu, and placed her on the Xuanjing coffin. With a few quick, hissing sounds, he
tore Shi Longgu naked. Shi Longgu's cheeks flushed red as she ripped off Yin Demon Feng Wu's pants, draping her long, shapely
legs over his shoulders, her hands supporting her against the coffin, her breasts high and firm, unable to suppress her wanton demeanor. The vulva
, facing the old monster Xuanyuan, cried out, "Good man, I've been waiting for so long! Fuck my little cunt until it bursts, let that salted fish get to know
me!"
Her vulva was already overflowing with fluids, her flower core secreting, waves of lustful liquid gushing
forth, seemingly dripping into the old monster's mouth through the transparent Xuan Ying coffin. Thinking of this generation's tyrant being soaked in lustful fluids beneath her wet vulva, Shi Longgu was so excited she felt her soul
leave her body. The Yin Demon Feng Wu, recalling the lustful acts he had performed on his lover, Xiangcheng Niangzi Shi Chun'e, felt the same way,
feeling immensely proud. He gripped Shi Longgu's slender waist tightly, thrusting his hips forward, his thick, long penis plunging completely into her vulva amidst the overflowing wetness
.
Although Shi Longgu's vulva had been frequently cultivated and honed over many years, and was filled with lustful fluids, it was still
trembling all over from the sudden insertion of this thick, hot penis, her limbs spasming and gripping tightly. The intense impact penetrated
deep into her internal organs, reaching her very core! Her vagina felt as if it had split open, yet the pain brought a refreshing clarity to her mind, a languid and alluring sensation .
A voluptuous blush spread across her beautiful, seductive face, and her body burned with an indescribable fullness and tingling sensation, causing her to involuntarily let out a
sharp, mournful cry. Her buttocks twisted violently, meeting the hard, throbbing penis, feeling an intense, scorching heat.
The iron pestle was hard and hot, yet it burned with a comfortable, wonderful sensation. At the same time, the two labia of her vulva,
thin and small like the cherry lips on her pink face, tightly gripped and sucked at the large glans. A strange, pleasurable sucking sensation spread
throughout Long Gu's meridians, seemingly penetrating her heart and lungs, making her lose control. As it sucked, it reached deep into her vulva, suddenly
pulling out a suction force that drew the glans inward! The Yin Demon Feng Wu's vital energy was instantly enveloped, and the feedback from the suction ignited
his inner flames, causing a fire to erupt throughout his body, burning intensely, making his heart tremble, unable to control himself, as if his true spirit was about to escape his body.
This was the Corrosive Tide of Gonggong, the Demon Lord. This flame is the ultimate brainwashing essence, refined by the Demon Lord Gonggong over ten thousand years,
resulting in only three pills. These three pills subdued the Heavenly Maiden Ba and Xiang Liu, leaving only this one. It ended up in the hands of Old Monster Wunan and was placed
inside Shi Longgu's vagina. It can be said that Old Monster Wunan spared no expense to maintain the influence of Yin Demon Fengwu in Lingqiao Palace. It seems that Yin Demon Fengwu
's cultivation level did not escape Old Monster Wunan's discerning eye. However, he still hasn't figured it out, probably because his understanding of the Innate Formless is not deep enough
. How can someone who plays dirty tricks out of the Innate Formless? He'll teach this old man a lesson he won't forget, leaving him with only bitterness to suffer in silence. He can't even fathom
the truth of it all; the tool is Shi Longgu's primordial embryo. Old Monster Wunan didn't know Shi Longgu's primordial embryo
was newly conceived, which is why he secretly planted the Eroding Tide Flame. However, it also requires the astonishing wickedness of Yin Demon Fengwu to cause the Eroding Tide Flame to backfire.
The demonic figure Feng Wu, devoid of self and form, splits his mind in two, concealing his true feelings
deep within his very being. He uses feigned innocence to deceive the old monster Wu Nan, aiming to manipulate Black Mountain at will. Using Shi Longgu's heart as a medium, he delves into the secrets of the Soul-Slaying Ridge
. Eyes are the windows to the soul; those with watery, alluring eyes only desire a one-night stand, their emotions genuine. Those who merely put on airs
treat their bodies like commodities, their value determined by their packaging. They have no sexual need for a sucker, and their eyes are not watery
. The formless eye perceives Shi Longgu as a foolish puppet, used by the old monster Wu Nan, driven by genuine emotion.
Because this human tool itself lacks murderous intent, it reveals no murderous aura, making it difficult for the target to be wary, thus leading to carelessness and
injury. This strengthens Feng Wu's resolve to destroy her. Though cruel and heartless, he is helpless in the face of matters of principle
.
The bulging shaft of his penis rubbed against the sensitive folds of her vagina, instantly igniting her simmering desire. The
long-simmering passion erupted, and Long Gu's moans grew louder. With a series of "squeaks,"
frothy, white fluid gushed from Long Gu's vagina. Her aroused state caused her vaginal muscles to churn and tremble, sparking with intense pleasure
. To destroy her, he first had to drive her mad; he himself had to go mad first. He lowered his head and kissed the lustful woman's delicate
red lips, sealing her escape and release, while his massive penis thrust even more forcefully, giving her double stimulation.
The Yin Demon Feng Wu's penis was thicker, stronger, and more powerful than that of the Fallen Soul Ridge demons; a few dozen thrusts were enough to
make Long Gu's juices flow freely, and she cried out repeatedly. His already hot penis became even hotter. Her vaginal walls were
stretched drastically, seemingly unable to contract. The extreme stimulation provoked the man's beastly roars and the woman's
seductive moans, echoing under the night sky. The bursting sounds of air being compressed inside her vagina, the slapping of bellies against bellies
, the gurgling of water on the coffin, and the wanton moans intertwined to create a symphony of eroticism.
Shi Longgu writhed her plump buttocks wantonly, unable to withstand the violent thrusts of the glans, involuntarily arching her back to
dodge. With each sudden withdrawal, her vaginal muscles, unable to withstand the pulling force of the air pressure, thrust in and out. Each bend and extension was like a foot sweeping towards her head.
But her fragrant shoulders and cherry lips were already bound by the elbows of the demonic Feng Wu, with no way to escape. There was no way to retreat, only needles piercing her
flesh. Her tender vaginal opening was turned inside out by the thick glans, her juices splashing everywhere. She convulsed with pleasure, her hands gripping
the coffin lid tightly, her delicate body trembling. A soul-stirring pleasure coursed through her body, making her bones feel weak and trembling,
causing her to convulse and weep. She felt as if her entire body was melting in flames, the pleasure almost making her faint. She
couldn't even last two or three thrusts before ejaculating, her whole body trembling and shaking, her blood-red lips parted as she cried out.
She didn't really know what she was shouting; she only felt the pleasure and ecstasy surging through every nerve, causing her
whole body to collapse, convulsing and spasming. Her mature, fiery vagina contracted and spasmed violently. The layers of folds on the vaginal walls
constantly rubbed against the penis, the exquisite friction against the glans causing the demonic Feng Wu to groan with pleasure
. Even more incredible, the glans could rotate, constantly rubbing against the flower bud deep within the vagina. Shi Longgu was overwhelmed by wave
after wave of intense electric shocks, gasping and moaning, enduring wave after wave of powerful orgasms that brought
a numbing, bone-melting
, almost intoxicating pleasure. Especially as the demonic penis thrust deeper and deeper into her vagina
, its enormous glans slamming heavily against the flesh of her cervix, the intense "ache" pierced her 　　 very soul. Overwhelmed by the ecstasy, she couldn't help 　　but scream and cry 　　out,
"Ah
... The vaginal fluids, 　　pumped wildly from the point of penetration with supersonic vibrations, gushed forth, splattering the two fleshy worms almost entirely. A sobbing moan, accompanied by heavy 　　breathing, drifted through the quiet night air. Only such intense torment could unleash a woman's wanton and lustful 　　nature; only then could her moans, slurred in a daze, be so alluring. 　　 Responding to the excitement of her moans, the demonic penis thrust in and out with a resounding slapping sound, each thrust like a storm, 　　ravaging her until her "flower heart" opened and withered, withered and opened again. In no time, Shi Longgu's body convulsed in waves, 　　tensing and relaxing, then tensing and relaxing again. She was being violently thrust into. 　　Before one climax had even passed, another had already arrived. She was being raped and ravaged until she cried out in delicate moans and groans, her entire body limp 　　as mud. Her breasts heaved and swayed with the movement of her body, and she let out wild roars, bursts 　　of gasps and moans erupting from her mouth. 　　 Shi Longgu had lost count of how many times she had experienced the agony of dying and coming back to life; her mind was becoming increasingly hazy. Her vagina trembled violently, and 　　her buttocks were soaked. She had been fucked to the point of ecstasy, her vaginal fluids flowing freely; she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she had completely forgotten herself.

Her mind was still numb, her groans laced with cries. The strange energy of the Formless True Qi
surged violently through her mind along with the torrent of orgasm, causing her to faint and wake repeatedly until she reached her breaking point. She let out a long, mournful cry
, all her strength exhausted in that moment, her soul leaving her body and drifting into the void.
The powerful thrusting continued. The Yin Demon Feng Wu's consciousness slowly extended, driving the Corrosive Tide to drill back into Shi Long
Gu's acupoints and meridians, slowly rotating the blood-like evil energy from within her vagina, seeping into her primordial embryo, and then surging into her bone marrow and nerves. In an
instant, it ignited the mysterious power within Long Gu's body again. Her exquisite body seemed to
radiate a soft glow at that moment, as if life had reached its peak. Her entire body exuded a strong demonic aura, constantly churning and
rolling. Countless fine purple threads rose, connecting to the restrictions that Cang Lingzi had hidden within Long Gu Zi Que, awaiting
the gentle touch of the Iron-Faced Clown's Illusory Heart Demonic Energy to detonate
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