The two embraced, entwined in tender intimacy for a while. Burying his face in Xue Tang's jade-like breasts, inhaling the rich fragrance of her milk and the slightly sour scent of her fragrant sweat, Li Dong's penis became erect again without him realizing it.
This was a "miracle" that could only happen to someone with a pure Yin constitution. After being "drained" by Lingxuan and Yelena, especially with his depleted Yang energy and impaired sexual ability, achieving an erection wasn't easy.
Yet, he could still achieve a second erection with Xuetang.
The two changed positions, sitting face-to-face, their necks intertwined. Xuetang's long, smooth, white legs wrapped around his waist, her large breasts pressed against his chest, the lush flesh overflowing, a truly magnificent sight.
Li Dong cupped Xuetang's shapely buttocks, aligned them, and gently lowered them.
"Ah..."
He couldn't help but inhale deeply again. Xuetang's honeyed orifice was even more active than before, hot and wet, the flesh constantly squeezing and biting at his penis. The vaginal walls seemed alive, contracting and spasming, countless folds surging like waves.
As he penetrated deeper, the flesh became rich and moist, abundant with fluid. The constant squeezing and pinching created a tingling, almost numbing, suction.
After dozens of thrusts, Xue Tang's honeyed orifice tightened again, as if countless ridges and folds of flesh had emerged within, gripping his penis tightly.
Fortunately, Li Dong was somewhat prepared this time, and his patience had improved after multiple ejaculations. He managed to hold back, taking the opportunity to repeatedly and quickly thrust lightly into Xue Tang's soft, tender clitoris.
With his above-average size, he could barely reach her clitoris. Although he could only gently thrust and not penetrate deeply, it was enough for Xue Tang, who had been hovering near orgasm for quite some time.
"Ughhhhh...!"
Xue Tang's slender waist swayed violently, even her pert buttocks trembled. A thick, scalding love juice, as cold as ice yet as hot as a spring, gushed out from her flower core, instantly enveloping her entire penis. At the same time, her honeyed orifice contracted intensely; the strong suction and squeezing made Li Dong unable to hold on for even a second. With a slight tilt of his head, he ejaculated onto his lover's flower core!
And that pure, yin energy silently merged into his penis...
...
The streets, reminiscent of a small county town in the 1990s, yet lined with cyberpunk-style bars, bustling with brokers and superhumans, suddenly erupted into chaos.
It was as if, suddenly, something intangible and invisible—in the air, on the ground, even in the sky—had awakened, like a long-dormant primordial beast opening its eyes…
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"What's going on?!"
Voices of profanity rang out. Some felt uneasy, others felt goosebumps rise on their backs. The cursing quickly subsided, not because they were tired of cursing, but because they felt a heavy mountain pressing down on their hearts with the awakening of something.
Like standing on the edge of an abyss.
The power of a god is like a prison; the forbidden level is beyond description, and calling it "god" wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Even just a remnant of the power within the space was enough to make a Level 5 superhuman tremble with fear.
Amidst the crowd, only Tang Lin felt completely at ease, unaffected. His spine throbbed with heat, as if resonating with the surrounding space, a surging, scorching power erupting like a volcano.
The intense heat spread from his spine to his limbs; every second he felt he could punch his past self to pieces! "So powerful!"
Tang Lin couldn't help but clench his fist and burst into laughter. What was Luo Shaowen? What was the God of War?
With this power, everything was his—Tang Lanyan, Zhao Zhiran, the Queen of Shanghai… "What the hell are you laughing at?"
A burly man roared furiously. Tang Lin, feeling the power within him expanding infinitely with nowhere to vent, glared at him menacingly.
With just one glance, the man froze. Tang Lin's face was as red as a boiled shrimp, his veins bulging, his eyes bloodshot, his expression utterly ferocious.
He sensed that Tang Lin was like a wild beast, the kind about to devour him.
Most terrifyingly, Tang Lin's body seemed to writhe and swell, like a ticking time bomb; no one dared to provoke him.
But his reluctance to provoke him didn't mean Tang Lin would let him go—
"Swoosh!"
The air exploded with a cracking sound, and a grotesque arm could be vaguely seen slamming down, plunging the burly man into permanent darkness.
Those around him saw, in an instant, as if struck by lightning, the burly man who had been standing there a moment ago had suddenly exploded into a bloody pulp, his crimson flesh scattering like bullets in all directions.
A chorus of screams erupted, and the surrounding crowd fell in droves as if hit by machine gun fire.
The survivors could hardly believe their eyes. This burly man was a notorious mercenary in the underworld, possessing strength at least at the Lv3 Danger level, with rumors even suggesting he was approaching Lv4, and was also a Enhancement-type Superhuman.
He boasted of having once fought with the War Queen, Tang Lanyan—years ago, during a drug trafficking operation in northern Myanmar, he had encountered her while she was urinating. He could never forget the sight of her taut buttocks bulging outwards as she squatted, round and swollen, a massive, dazzlingly white rear end.
Between the exceptionally full curves of her buttocks, where her labia parted, the tender flesh of her vulva and the firm, plump buttocks appeared distinctly separate, further emphasizing the plumpness and fullness of her labia majora, creating a undulating, valley-like silhouette.
Interspersed among them were plump, fleshy lips, resembling those of a clam. Because of urination, the lips parted slightly, revealing a hint of pale pink inner flesh, and the tight, delicate anus was clearly visible.
Even more unforgettable was the scene of a glistening silver line of urine gushing straight out from between the peach-shaped opening… He had miraculously survived, and boasted to everyone he met about having slept with the naked Zhan Queen… And the Zhan Queen's vagina was probably unimaginably tight; he had never seen a woman urinate so straight and white, without any branching or spillage. The strength of the Zhan Queen's vaginal muscles was evident.