This is probably why Li Zhiyu's remaining body has maintained a state of "survival," and even his heart can be removed independently. Such vitality is beyond the reach of normal humans; even the pinnacle of the Enhancement type, Lv5, cannot match it.
Xiao Dong also benefits from this; his vitality is far more tenacious than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, even entering the medical pod wouldn't have allowed him to recover from his injuries, not even superficially.
While this vitality is far inferior to Li Zhiyu's, it is inherited from the same lineage.
Although Li Zhiyu's brain appears lifeless, seemingly devoid of any further activity, Zhao Zhiran, possessing unparalleled insight and the ability to conduct meticulous research, discovered that Li Zhiyu's brain is not entirely lifeless.
In her deduction, the Forbidden level not only involves the "energyization" of the body but also the consciousness. Li Zhiyu's consciousness likely hasn't completely perished but has instead, in some form of obsession, resided in a certain place or person.
And the powerful consciousness (soul) of a Forbidden level expert, even in death, leaves behind a "relic" that no one can ignore.
The person Li Zhiyu cared about most was none other than Jiang Yingji, the Queen of Shanghai.
Zhao Zhiran had also learned that the Queen possessed a unique space, a miniature of a small county town from the 1980s or 90s, seemingly a manifestation of the most profound memories left behind by someone born there.
At this point, Zhao Zhiran had no doubt that Li Zhiyu's remaining will was projected onto the woman he loved, using his hometown as a blueprint to create a different space similar to Yoshiwara Tsubaki's "Cherry Blossom World"!
Thoughts flashed through her mind like flowing water, and a faint smile played on her lips.
Suddenly, she pressed against Tang Lin's hand, offering her full, heavy breasts, and her snow-white arms wrapped around Tang Lin's neck.
Her beautiful, clear eyes, seemingly able to see through people's hearts, were fixed on Tang Lin's eyes. She breathed softly, "The secret to the previous generation's Martial God's power lies with the Queen of the Demon City."
"Furthermore, I can tell you Luo Shaowen's secret as well: the body left behind by the previous Martial God. If you can find a way to obtain the remaining essence blood within that body, I will guide you on how to integrate it into your own."
"Then go find the Queen of the Demon City. There you will find the true essence left behind by the previous Martial God. If you can obtain it, you will become—the new generation of Martial God."
Seeing the intense greed flash in Tang Lin's eyes, Zhao Ziran knew she had successfully stirred him. Luo Shaowen had already integrated the most important Pure Yang Heart; he couldn't possibly be unaware of the secret within the Queen of the Demon City.
She knew that the Queen of the Demon City was also a target Luo Shaowen was determined to conquer. Therefore, she needed to detonate this bomb prematurely. If she feared someone else would get there first, Luo Shaowen would have to make his move.
Then, she could guide the predetermined "battlefield" to that space.
She really wanted to see how the remnants of the once-powerful Martial God's consciousness and physical body would react when provoked and challenged by the Seven Sins Sect.
She had done all she could; the rest depended on Xiao Dong.
She would stay here, doing her utmost to numb and delay Luo Shaowen, creating an opportunity for Xiao Dong…
Meanwhile, Tang Lin, having received a satisfactory reply, was overcome by lust again. He swept Zhao Ziran's slender, plump body up from beneath his knees, his white coat falling to the ground in a flash.
This revealed Zhao Ziran's snow-white, smooth body, with a slender waist, shapely hips, and undulating curves. Her long, black hair cascaded down her bare back, swaying with a beautiful yet alluring moan as the man let out a low growl…
Just as Zhao Ziran and Tang Lin were engaging in their feigned encounter…
Faraway Moscow.
A mature, voluptuous, and alluringly white body knelt between Li Dong's legs. The Russian beauty, Yelena, lowered herself slowly, her long, shapely thighs sinking slightly.
Her plump, full labia, covered in thick, brownish-gold pubic hair, parted slightly, the soft flesh enveloping Li Dong's swollen penis, which she then sat down to the hilt.
"Ugh...ah...so good...I want it, ah,~"
The beauty whimpered, tilting her plump, snow-white neck back. The inserted penis wasn't particularly large for her, but it radiated an unusual heat, a tingling, warm sensation against her empty, sensitive, moist vaginal walls.
Li Dong also let out a soft sigh. Yelena's vagina was incredibly plump and moist, as if brimming with viscous fluid, the flesh ripe and melted, almost like a peach bursting with honey, nearly mushy. The warm, creamy, and greasy orifice gripped his entire penis tightly, much like the deep throat the beautiful woman had just used, creating an unusual suction force with each pinch and squeeze.
The beautiful woman slowly lifted her hips, moving up and down a few times, then suddenly sat firmly on Li Dong's chest, her plump, round buttocks expertly twisting and swaying back and forth.
Her alluringly swaying waist wasn't particularly slender; compared to a young girl's delicate waist, it possessed a mature voluptuousness, yet it was perfectly complemented by her full, rounded buttocks, resembling enormous pears.
And in her squatting position, her breasts, like two enormous gourds saturated with milk, were about the size of basketballs, yet the milky texture was incredibly fine and smooth, almost liquid, hanging like two long, pointed, bell-shaped gourds.
Her snow-white breasts pressed deep folds into her ribcage, the full folds pressing against her armpits. With each rise and fall, they swayed like two plump, enormous snow rabbits, tossing and trembling violently, their surging waves spraying sticky beads of sweat that seemed to carry a musky, alluring scent.
"Ah! Ugh, Ye Ni, no, ah, I can't take it anymore... It feels so good, so hard and comfortable~ Ah, ah..."
The mature woman moaned and cried out incessantly, her voice high-pitched yet melodious and seductive, echoing like a lament. Her hips moved faster and faster, the sounds of slurring and gushing fluid filling the air.