Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong suddenly stood up from the papal chair, slamming her scepter heavily on the ground.
The Pope, who was high above everyone else and who struck fear into the hearts of the entire Soul Master world, was now breathing rapidly and her chest was heaving violently.
Time is a woman's greatest enemy; even a titled Douluo cannot completely resist the erosion of time.
But that boy easily obtained what all women dream of.
May you stay young forever.
Bibi Dong gazed at the sky, her eyes gleaming, lost in thought, but the way she gripped the scepter betrayed her inner turmoil.
Inside the offering hall.
Qian Daoliu gazed at the angel statue and sighed deeply.
"By the angel God above... such an opportunity would tempt even a god."
He had lived for too long and knew the allure of immortality.
...
White world, front-line camp.
Dai Mubai was not as overjoyed as the outside world imagined.
He sat on the tiger-skin chair, his expression calm, his eyes slightly closed, feeling the immense vitality that suddenly arose within him.
It was a very strange feeling.
Every cell is cheering, every drop of blood is boiling.
The slight muscle soreness caused by forcibly using the White Tiger Vajra Transformation vanished in an instant.
Instead, there is an endless supply of energy.
The feeling was like being immersed in the fountain of life, with even the soul being elevated.
"So this is the realm of immortality?"
Dai Mubai slowly opened his eyes. In the depths of his pupils, a glimmer of emerald green life seemed to flash by, then transform into a deep golden light.
He raised his hand, and a soft white light slowly appeared in his palm.
This is not soul power.
It is the purest origin of life.
Just then, the tent curtain was lifted.
A fragrant breeze wafted over.
It's not a strong, powdery scent, but rather a fragrance that blends a light floral scent with a cool, natural body aroma, which is extremely pleasant.
Qian Renxue walked in.
She was not wearing the heavy palace dress at this moment, nor was she maintaining the disguise of Xue Qinghe.
She didn't need to pretend in front of this man.
She wore a pale gold fringed dress, perfectly tailored to accentuate her stunning figure.
Her waist was slender and delicate, easily encircled by one hand.
Beneath the hem of her skirt, a pair of long, straight, beautiful legs were faintly visible, her skin as white as snow, gleaming with a warm, jade-like luster under the lamplight inside the tent.
She was barefoot, stepping on the soft carpet.
Those jade-like feet were delicate and small, with round and cute toes, tinged with a faint pink, and the blue veins on the instep were clearly visible, like exquisite works of art.
What are you looking at?
Qian Renxue noticed Dai Mubai's gaze, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she did not flinch. Instead, she walked gracefully to his side.
"Look at the beauty."
Dai Mubai chuckled, reached out and pulled the future angel god into his arms.
Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise, her body went limp, and she ended up sitting on his lap.
It has a soft, warm feel and a pleasant fragrance.
"Did you receive the reward shown in the sky?"
Qian Renxue looked up, her golden eyes filled with concern and an undisguised admiration.
She was watching that battle too.
The man who tore through the Soul Sect's defenses with a single claw in front of a massive army was her fiancé.
This powerful sense of conquest made even this proud and privileged woman's heart race.
"received."
Dai Mubai wrapped one arm around her slender waist, and with the other hand gently placed on her smooth, jade-like knee, his fingertips tracing across her delicate skin.
"Want to give it a try?"
Qian Renxue blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
"Try what?"
Dai Mubai didn't speak, but a thought flashed through his mind.
Buzz—
A faint golden halo spread out from him instantly.
The realm of immortality unfolds.
In an instant, Qian Renxue felt a warm current flow into her body through Dai Mubai's palm.
That feeling was so comfortable.
It was like parched land receiving timely rain.
The fatigue she had accumulated over the past few days from handling military affairs vanished in an instant.
Not only that.
She even felt that the angelic soul power within her body, nourished by this vitality, became purer and more active.
Even the skin has become more hydrated and radiant.
"Um..."
Qian Renxue couldn't help but let out a very soft moan, a voice so alluring and seductive that it sent a shiver down one's spine.
Her cheeks flushed with a captivating blush, and her eyes became dreamy and watery.
"This...this is..."
"This is an added effect of the Immortal Realm."
Dai Mubai leaned close to her ear, looked at her crystal-clear earlobe, and gently blew a breath.
Do you like it?
Qian Renxue trembled, feeling as if half of her body had gone limp.
She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Dai Mubai's neck, clinging to him like an octopus, her breath sweet and fragrant.
"like..."
"I like anything you give me."
She pressed her cheek against Dai Mubai's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt an unprecedented sense of security.
This is her man.
Unparalleled in the world.
Dai Mubai gently stroked her calf with his fingers, feeling its amazing elasticity and smoothness.
Those legs are truly exceptional.
Not only are they slender, but their lines are also extremely beautiful, without an ounce of excess fat, exuding a healthy and vibrant aesthetic.
"I like it too."
Dai Mubai chuckled softly and lowered his head to plant a kiss on her smooth forehead.
Outside the tent, the faint voices of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu could be heard.
Clearly, the other two girls couldn't contain themselves and wanted to share in the joy.
The beauties of the White World, because of the appearance of this realm of immortality, became even more determined to follow this man.
Following him will bring not only wealth and glory, but also endless life and youth.
Is there a more perfect ending in this world?
...
Just as the white world was filled with warmth and beauty, while the black world was filled with jealousy and rage.
The images above the sky shifted once more.
The golden lettering slowly faded away, replaced by a new round of contrasting headlines.
[The fourth comparison begins.]
[Theme: Depravity and the Abyss.]
[Timeline: Shrek Academy era.]
The screen is split in two.
This time, the first thing to appear was the scene of the dark world.
It was a night filled with dazzling lights and bustling activity.
It wasn't some elegant place, but rather a rather famous brothel in Soto.
The air was filled with the stench of cheap cosmetics mixed with strong alcohol, making one want to vomit.
In the very center of the picture is a large bed covered with red silk.
Two figures were sprawled there, completely undignified.
One of them was a fat man with a face full of fat and a pair of beady green eyes that were lecherously staring at the waitress pouring wine next to him, with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
It was Ma Hongjun.
The other one had messy blond hair and his clothes were half-open, revealing his flabby muscles.
His eyes were glazed over, and he held a glass of wine in his hand, exuding an aura of decay from within.
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