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Qin Tian looked down at the Buddhist bodhisattva before him. She respectfully adjusted his clothes, her full breasts swaying gently with the movement. Those alluring breasts, which had haunted countless men's dreams, were now completely exposed to the air, her nipples still bearing the teeth marks he had left.
His gaze swept across the bed. Su Xue and Chu Qingzhu were still fast asleep, their two exquisite bodies intertwined, covered in purplish-blue hickeys and finger marks. They had clearly been thoroughly exhausted, especially Chu Qingzhu, whose legs were a mess, obviously too full to close.
"But you," Qin Tian chuckled, pinching one of Jingchen's large breasts and kneading it roughly without any mercy. "I fucked you the hardest last night, and you're still jumping around. Are all Buddhist monks this resilient?"
"Ah... Master..." Jingchen gasped, but her body betrayed her by pushing her breast forward slightly. "I'm resilient because I want to better serve you, Master."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Tian pinched her nipple hard. This Buddhist bodhisattva's breasts were incredibly full; those breasts alone could keep ten strong men entertained for a whole day. Qin Tian's favorite thing was to squeeze milk from her large breasts while thrusting into her vagina—the combined visual and tactile pleasure was unparalleled.
"Mmm!" With Qin Tian's vigorous kneading, thick streams of milk spurted from her nipples, splashing everywhere. Jingchen's face instantly turned bright red, but instead of flinching, she thrust her chest forward, letting Qin Tian enjoy her.
"Master…this servant's milk is all prepared for you…" Jingchen whispered, licking away the milky white liquid that had spilled from the corner of her mouth with her pink tongue.
Qin Tian watched this scene with satisfaction, then smeared his milk-covered hands on Jingchen's smooth face, leaving white streaks on her delicate skin.
"What a slut," Qin Tian chuckled. "Alright, time to go."
He turned and left the room, leaving Jingchen kneeling on the ground, her face flushed with embarrassment, her large breasts trembling slightly, milk still seeping from her nipples.
Qin Tian went to Qin Wuhun's courtyard. During this time, besides satisfying his desires with the three female slaves, Qin Tian had been visiting Qin Wuhun to deepen their relationship. Now, the two were practically just one step away from taking that final step.
The quiet courtyard was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the clear chirping of birds drifted from afar. Qin Tian hadn't walked far when he saw his eldest sister, Qin Wuhun, engrossed in a book in the pavilion. She was wearing a light blue dress that accentuated her slender waist and graceful curves.
Qin Tian sat down beside her, not disturbing her, but simply keeping her company as she read.
While the two appeared to be enjoying a peaceful moment, Qin Wuhun's thoughts were quite different. She seemed focused on her book, but in reality, she was lightly biting her lower lip, her eyes frequently glancing to her side.
Following her gaze, he saw beneath her blue dress that a large hand was wantonly kneading her full, high breasts. Even through the fabric, he could see how her jade-like peaks were being squeezed and molded into various lewd shapes.
"Little brother...stop it..." Qin Wuhun's voice trembled. She finally couldn't resist. She wanted to continue reading, but found she couldn't concentrate at all. That naughty thing always found the perfect opportunity to grab her nipple and pull hard, sending shivers down her spine. She could barely see the words on the page.
Qin Tian took the book from her. "Big sister seems a little distracted," he whispered in her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe.
"It's all your fault...you've made it impossible for me to read properly..." Qin Wuhun said coquettishly, her arms unconsciously wrapping around his neck. Their time together had made her accustomed to his closeness, and she had even begun to anticipate this ambiguous touch.
Qin Tian's devilish hands continued their mischief on her chest, sometimes kneading her soft flesh, sometimes pinching and pulling her sensitive nipples. Each stimulation made Qin Wuhun let out soft moans, her legs unconsciously clamping together, rubbing against each other as if trying to alleviate the unbearable emptiness. "Little brother…don't…the servants will see…" Qin Wuhun's voice was tinged with intense desire, yet still tinged with shyness. This contrast only fueled Qin Tian's desire to conquer her. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Then, sister, do you want me to stop?"
Qin Wuhun blushed and shook her head. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breath. She could feel her body uncontrollably responding to his caresses, an indescribable heat surging deep within her abdomen.
"Be good, wait a little longer." Qin Tian kissed her cherry lips, increasing the pressure of his kneading. Qin Wuhun finally couldn't help but let out a seductive moan. The wetness between her legs grew increasingly pronounced. She tightly embraced her brother's body, letting the pleasure overwhelm her like a tidal wave.
Qin Tian's hands became increasingly unrestrained on her chest, sometimes gently caressing her smooth skin, sometimes squeezing her soft mounds firmly, causing Qin Wuhun to gasp repeatedly. Her nipples hardened under his kneading, their shape visible even through her clothes.
"Mmm... little brother... you're so strong..." Qin Wuhun twisted her body, wanting to escape this maddening caress yet also craving pleasure. Her legs rubbed together incessantly, trying to relieve the overflowing wetness in her private parts.
Qin Tian lowered his head and took her earlobe into his mouth, nibbling gently with his teeth. His other hand, not to be outdone, slid down her waist. Qin Wuhun hurriedly pressed down on his hand, yet couldn't bear to truly push it away.
"No...don't touch there..." she pleaded, her voice trembling with tears, but her body betrayed her. Her inner thighs were already soaked with nectar. Qin Tian's fingers traced patterns on her sensitive inner thighs, refusing to touch her thirsty vulva.
"Sister's body is so sensitive," Qin Tian said with a wicked grin, deliberately blowing into her ear, "It's all wet here."
"You...you bad man..." Qin Wuhun was too ashamed to speak, burying her face in his chest. Qin Tian took the opportunity to loosen her sash, his warm palms pressing directly against her smooth skin.
"Ah!" The sudden touch made Qin Wuhun gasp, quickly covering her mouth. Her breasts were kneaded into various shapes in his hands, the pink nipples rubbing against his palms, bringing waves of tingling pleasure.
Qin Tian leaned down, leaving a trail of delicate kisses on her neck. "Your sister smells so good," he whispered in her ear, his tongue lightly licking her sensitive earlobe.
"Stop...it's so embarrassing..." Qin Wuhun's body went limp, almost collapsing into the chair. Her reason told her she should push this bastard brother away, but her body honestly responded to his every tease.
Qin Tian's fingers moved to her lower back, massaging in circular motions. While this spot wasn't as sensitive as other areas, it still sent shivers down her spine.
Sure enough, Qin Wuhun's breathing quickened, and her hips involuntarily swayed.
"Little brother...how can you tease me like this..." Qin Wuhun's voice held a hint of resentment, yet sounded more like a playful complaint. Qin Tian watched her reaction with satisfaction, knowing that this usually dignified older sister had completely succumbed to his teasing.
He deliberately avoided any spots that would bring absolute pleasure, yet left his mark on every inch of her skin. This teasing, elusive approach was the most torturous, plunging Qin Wuhun into an unprecedented emptiness and longing.
"Little brother… I can't take it anymore…" Qin Wuhun finally abandoned her last bit of reserve, pressing herself close to Qin Tian's body. "Please… don't tease me anymore…"
Qin Tian remained unmoved, continuing his flirtatious games. His tongue traced the outline of her collarbone, moving downwards, leaving trails of red marks on her snow-white breasts. Qin Wuhun no longer cared about being discovered, wantonly writhing her body and offering herself to her brother's embrace.
"Big sister, take off your clothes." Qin Tian's words made Qin Wuhun's delicate body tremble. She instinctively hugged herself. "No… not here…"
"Why not? Look, it's just the two of us here." Qin Tian said, slowly unbuttoning her outer garment.
"But… what if someone comes in…" Qin Wuhun looked around nervously, her voice barely a whisper, a blush rising on her face, a mixture of anticipation and worry.
"No, this is your courtyard. No one in the entire Qin clan, except for Wuming and me, dares to trespass. Besides, elder sister's body is so beautiful; wouldn't it be a waste not to show it off?" Qin Tian whispered in her ear, his hot breath making her weak all over.
Qin Wuhun bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with hesitation. She had never been naked in front of outsiders, and even though the other person was her own brother, it made her feel incredibly ashamed. But the heat and unbearable desire within her kept urging her to give up resisting.
"Do it yourself." Qin Tian released her collar, took a step back, and looked at her.
Qin Wuhun bit her lip, looked around. Qin Wuming had gone out early this morning and wouldn't be back for a while. Although they were outdoors, it was indeed just the two of them. After a struggle with her conscience, she finally reached out with trembling hands and slowly unbuttoned her collar.
One, two… With each unfastened button, her heart pounded faster. Her blouse gradually opened, revealing a white strapless bra that hugged her proud breasts.
Qin Wuhun took a deep breath, her jade-like fingers hooking the edge of the bra. She closed her eyes and, as if recklessly throwing caution to the wind, removed all her upper garments.
In an instant, a pair of large, white, jade-like breasts sprang out, trembling slightly in the air.
"Ah!" Qin Wuhun exclaimed, instinctively covering her chest with her hands. She opened her misty eyes, frantically looking around, afraid someone might suddenly burst in.
"Brother…brother…" she almost cried, "Don't look…it's too embarrassing…"
Qin Tian walked straight up to her and grabbed her hands that she was trying to cover herself. "Big sister, your body is so beautiful, why hide it?"
His large hands covered her snowy breasts, kneading the soft mounds. Qin Wuhun couldn't help but let out a seductive moan, her legs going weak and almost giving way.
"No...not here...let's go inside, okay?" she pleaded, a blush spreading from her face to her neck. Even after so much intimacy, exposing her body in public was still too stimulating for her.
"Right here." Qin Tian refused to compromise. His lips sucked hard on her nipple, causing Qin Wuhun to nearly fall. She hurriedly grabbed a pillar, tears welling in her eyes.
"Please...brother..." she almost begged, afraid someone might see this, but Qin Tian ignored her, continuing his absurd act.
Finally, Qin Wuhun gave up struggling, resignedly leaning against the pillar, letting him do as he pleased. Her nipples became red and erect under his caresses, and her body grew increasingly hot.
"Why are your nipples so hard, sister?" Qin Tian asked deliberately, even pinching the nipple maliciously.
"Ah!" Qin Wuhun cried out, tears welling in her eyes. "You...you're just bullying me..."
She was filled with shame and indignation, yet she had to admit that in this exposed environment, her body had become more sensitive. Every touch brought her pleasure far beyond what she usually experienced, a pleasure that was both painful and pleasurable.
"Big sister, it's not just you who's enjoying yourself. It's my turn too. I'll teach you how to please a man." Qin Tian pulled down his pants, revealing his engorged, bright red penis.
The penis was at least seven inches long, shockingly thick, and a clear liquid was constantly seeping from its tip.
Qin Wuhun stared in disbelief, her pretty face instantly turning crimson. She had never seen a man's genitals before, and she hadn't expected it to be such a huge and ugly thing. The veiny shaft looked particularly frightening, and the glans was the size of an egg, making her feel a sense of dread.
"Don't be afraid, try touching it." Qin Tian grabbed her soft hand and placed it on his burning hot penis.
"It's so hot!" Qin Wuhun was startled by the intense heat and pulled her hand back.
"Don't be afraid." Qin Tian pulled her hand back again. He could feel the pleasure from his sister's soft palm; the slight trembling only made it more stimulating.
"Listen to me, big sister," Qin Tian whispered in her ear, "When you're comfortable, I'll make you comfortable too. Now it's your turn to help me."
Qin Wuhun nodded shyly, carefully grasping her brother's penis. It throbbed in her hand, like a living thing. She could clearly feel the pulse of every vein and the burning heat.
"Next, it should be like this…" Qin Tian held her delicate hand, guiding her to stroke it up and down. His thick penis slid in her soft palm, each stroke revealing its astonishing size.
"Is that so?" Qin Wuhun asked hesitantly. She could feel the fluid secreted from his penis wetting her palm; the slippery touch made her heart race, and she felt inexplicably excited.
"Yes, that's it." Qin Tian gasped in pleasure. "Sister learns so fast."
Encouraged, Qin Wuhun gradually increased her speed. She noticed that with each movement, her brother's breathing became heavier, and his penis swelled in her hand. Her curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.
"Brother...it seems bigger than before..." she whispered, a hint of surprise in her voice.
"Of course," Qin Tian grinned mischievously, "because sister is making me feel so good."
Hearing this, Qin Wuhun blushed for some reason. Even though she was being forced to serve him, she felt a strange sense of accomplishment. Her movements became more practiced, occasionally rubbing the tip of his penis with her thumb, eliciting muffled groans from Qin Tian.
"Big sister is so clever," Qin Tian exclaimed. "Look how much fluid it's leaking."
Indeed, Qin Wuhun noticed a clear liquid continuously oozing from the urethral opening, wetting the entire glans. She instinctively pointed her index finger at it, causing Qin Tian to tremble.
"Don't stop…keep going…" Qin Tian panted, clearly nearing his limit.
Qin Wuhun obediently increased the speed of her stroking, feeling the hot, throbbing penis in her palm. She could feel it hardening, its veins throbbing.
"Ah…I'm going to cum…" Qin Tian suddenly growled, his penis trembling violently. Before Qin Wuhun could react, thick, white semen spurted out, landing on her hands and chest.
"I…I'm sorry…" she apologized hastily, trying to wipe it clean.
"It's alright, this is normal," Qin Tian reassured her. "You'll understand it better in the future."
Qin Tian lifted Qin Wuhun's delicate chin, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Let's save your first time for our wedding night."
"Who...who said I was going to marry you!" Qin Wuhun was both ashamed and angry, her pretty face flushed crimson.
"Oh? Since you don't want to marry me, then be my lover." Qin Tian deliberately dragged out his words. "A lover is even better; you don't have to take responsibility anyway, you can just play with them and then throw them away."
"You...you dare! If you dare to reject me, I'll...I'll cripple this wicked thing of yours!" Qin Wuhun was both ashamed and furious, pinching Qin Tian's semi-erect penis hard as punishment. She didn't know where she got the courage to say such a thing.
"Ouch!" Qin Tian exclaimed dramatically, then grinned and asked, "So, is sister going to marry me or not?"
"You're so annoying! I need to think about it." Qin Wuhun turned her head away, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness.
"Then, eldest sister, think it over. I'll be going now; Grandpa needs to see me." Qin Tian leaned down and stole a kiss on Qin Wuhun's red lips.
"Who wants to keep you here? You're always bullying me or my sister Qin Wuming." Qin Wuhun shoved him. "You bad guy, go away!"
Qin Tian turned and left, leaving Qin Wuhun standing alone. She stared at the sticky white fluid in her palm, hesitated for a moment, then stuck out her small tongue and secretly licked it.
"Cough cough!" The salty taste made her frown immediately, and she quickly spat out her saliva.
"This taste is... utterly disgusting! Those women actually eat this kind of stuff?" she said with disgust, yet she recalled the ecstatic expressions on Jingchen and the others' faces when they served her brother.
She glanced around, making sure no one was watching, before slowly straightening her disheveled clothes. A few traces of semen remained on her chest, but she didn't care anymore. Just thinking about what had just happened made her heart race.
"That brat brother..." she muttered softly, a blush returning to her face. The feeling of being manipulated had strangely stirred a strange anticipation within her.
She looked down at her breasts, where the finger marks were still clearly visible. The pleasure she had just experienced was vivid in her mind; she could even remember the force of each of her brother's kisses, the warmth of each caress.
"No, no..." She shook her head, trying to dispel these shameful thoughts, but the image lingered in her mind: the moment Qin Tian released himself before her, the powerful force, the scorching heat, and the gushing white fluid...
"How disgusting..." she muttered to herself, unable to resist savoring the feeling.
Perhaps...perhaps marrying this domineering younger brother wasn't such a bad thing? At least now, she had unknowingly been tamed by him.
Qin Tian left Qin Wuhun's courtyard and arrived at the summit of the First Peak.
Upon arriving at Qin Yuanshou's cave, Qin Tian's expression changed drastically the moment he saw Qin Yuanshou.
Qin Yuanshou now looked completely different from when he last saw him. When he instantly defeated the Buddhist monks and shattered the Buddha's golden statue, he was a middle-aged man with a full head of black hair, but now he had aged considerably, becoming a completely white-haired old man.
He remained seated cross-legged on the stone bed, the oil lamp beside him mostly extinguished, leaving only a few dim flames.
"Don't worry, your grandpa won't die anytime soon," Qin Yuanshou said, smiling slightly as he observed Qin Tian's changing expression. His eyes held a mixture of kindness, expectation, and a hint of reluctance.
Qin Tian couldn't describe his feelings at that moment. Although he had known this would happen, seeing Qin Yuanshou's deathly aura growing ever stronger, he still felt a void in his heart.
He knew Qin Yuanshou wasn't his real grandfather, and this was merely a past life evolved within the Dream of Immortals, but the familial affection Qin Yuanshou had shown him felt incredibly real.
"You've been doing well these past few days. Although you're still a bit mischievous and playful, you're much better than before. You've even started cultivating. Wudao, Grandpa has prepared two paths for you. If you continue as before, I'll arrange for you to go to a secluded little world. There, you can be a king, living a life of luxury and debauchery, indulging in a life of extravagance. The future of the Qin clan will be irrelevant to you. However, Grandpa is glad you haven't continued your depravity. In that case, you must take the second path Grandpa has prepared for you." Qin Yuanshou's voice was filled with authority.
"The Qin Clan is powerful now, but no one can predict the future. Right now, with us old folks holding the line, those petty villains only dare to make small moves in the shadows. But the Dao is inescapable... Our time is running out. These old brethren are survivors of the Chaos God-Demon Battlefield. Although we didn't die on the battlefield, we suffered severe Dao injuries. No matter how powerful the Qin Clan is, it cannot escape the cycle of life and death. This may be the great calamity our Qin Clan is about to face."
Qin Yuanshou raised his already cloudy eyes, looked at Qin Tian, and continued, "The Yuan generation is almost all dead..."
Qin Tian's pupils dilated!
The Yuan generation refers to those from the previous generations. Although not numerous, they are not few either. Each of the ten peaks of the Qin Clan is headed by a Yuan generation peak master, and some bloodlines even have two or three Yuan generation members guarding them.
There are at least dozens of them.
These people are the Qin Clan's trump card, the cornerstone of the Qin Clan's power to intimidate the world.
But now he learned that the Yuan generation was nearing death...
Qin Tian didn't believe anyone in the world could kill a Qin clan immortal; this was likely the great calamity the Qin clan was destined to face.
"So you need to become stronger, strong enough to shoulder the Qin clan's responsibility and continue forward. Grandpa will arrange it. As for the Qin clan's foundation, Grandpa can't just give it to you directly. I've already spoken to the Qin Lord, and he's agreed to open the Divine Demon Tower for you. You just need to pass through the Divine Demon Tower, and all the opportunities inside will be yours. The Qin clan's foundation will also select one item for you."
"I've already paid a price to get the other nine peaks to agree to give you a second chance. Even if you fail the first time, you can go in again and try to obtain the Dao technique you desire!" Qin Yuanshou spoke casually, but Qin Tian could tell from his rapidly aging appearance that this nonchalant tone concealed a tremendous sacrifice.
"The Tower of Gods and Demons can't be opened just for you. Others can participate too, but don't worry, Grandpa has everything arranged. Grandpa has prepared many magical treasures for you. Even if hundreds of items self-destruct on each level, you must climb to the top at all costs!" Qin Yuanshou finished speaking, waved his hand, and a storage bag flew out, landing in front of Qin Tian.
"Inside, there are 100,000 magical treasures, 40,000 immortal artifacts, 200,000 true immortal-level talismans, and 10 billion spirit stones. Take these. Even if you have to force your way up, push them to the top for me. This is your only chance." As Qin Yuanshou spoke, his doting gaze made Qin Tian's heart tremble for a moment. He looked down at the storage bag, took it in his hand, and scanned it with his divine sense. His body slowly trembled.
He clearly sensed that most of the items inside had a brand-new aura, and that aura contained Qin Yuanshou's power.
These... were all personally crafted for him by Qin Yuanshou in this short period of time. Even as his lifespan drew to a close, he personally crafted these magical artifacts and immortal weapons for his grandson. These contained a grandfather's love for his grandson, and an irreplaceable bond of kinship.
"Grandpa..." Qin Tian murmured, raising his head. This time, the call wasn't deliberate; at this moment, he forgot Qin Wudao. This time... it came from the bottom of his heart.
"You've really changed a lot. You've changed so much that Grandpa hardly recognizes you anymore. It's a pity... if only you had changed sooner, then I would have had more time..." Qin Yuanshou gazed at Qin Tian, his eyes filled with even deeper affection.
"Grandpa... actually, I..." Qin Tian considered whether to tell him the truth, but the words were interrupted by Qin Yuanshou before he could finish.
"You don't need to tell me anything. I only know you are my grandson. Alright, go. The Tower of Gods and Demons opens in three days. Grandpa is tired; let me rest."
After Qin Yuanshou finished speaking, the deathly aura around him grew even heavier, and his face became even more aged. One of the few oil lamps still burning on the ground went out without anyone noticing.
"I won't die yet. Go in peace." Qin Yuanshou smiled slightly, giving Qin Tian a reassuring look.
Qin Tian bowed deeply, then picked up the animal skin bag and left with a complex expression.
Qin Tian returned to his palace. Su Xue and Chu Qingzhu were still meditating with their eyes closed, immersed in their cultivation. Jing Chen stepped forward and said, "Master, Miss Wumeng and Miss Wuyan are waiting for you."
Qin Tian nodded. He wasn't the type to wallow in sadness; he quickly recovered and walked towards the inner hall.
Qin Wuyan, Qin Wumeng, and their single mother, Qin Mingfei, were all Qin Tian's consorts. Although the author had been lazy and hadn't written about them, Qin Tian hadn't neglected them, and would still visit the three of them from time to time.
Looking at the two stunningly beautiful women before him, Qin Tian couldn't help but admire them inwardly. The elder sister, Qin Wuyan, wore a white dress that accentuated her tall and slender figure, while the younger sister, Qin Wumeng, wore a black bodysuit that revealed her exquisite curves.
The two sisters looked alike, both possessing stunningly beautiful faces, especially their full breasts, which Qin Tian found hard to look away from. Although not as impressive as the three female slaves, and their looks and figures were somewhat inferior to the Wuming and Wuhun sisters, their breasts were still quite impressive in size, round and full, swaying gently with their movements, exuding an alluring aura.
"Hmph!" Qin Wuyan snorted in dissatisfaction as Qin Tian's gaze lingered on her, turning her head away. Qin Wumeng, in contrast, appeared slightly shy, her cheeks flushed, but she still obediently nodded to Qin Tian: "Big Brother..."
Qin Tian stepped forward and opened his arms, embracing both sisters simultaneously.
"Why did you two come together?" Qin Tian said, cupping the sisters' soft breasts in his large hands, savoring the intoxicating sensation.
"Is all you can think about is these few ounces of flesh on your chest?" Qin Wuyan struggled symbolically for a moment, then let Qin Tian do as he pleased, though she still complained, "I'm sorry, my breasts are too small, it's not fun for you to touch them. How big are your slave girls? That size is much more enjoyable to touch."
Qin Tian knew she was jealous, and reassured her, "How could that be? Yours are small, how are the other women supposed to live?" As he spoke, his other hand became restless, sliding down Qin Wuyan's slender waist.
"Mmm...Big Brother..." Qin Wumeng was somewhat confused and aroused by Qin Tian's teasing, but she still remembered the important matter: "Mother said she specially prepared a table of delicious food today...and asked us to ask you if you wanted to come over..."
At this moment, Qin Wuyan also softened, leaning against Qin Tian's chest and whispering, "Yes, Mother specially cooked today; we don't usually get such good things."
Qin Tian's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he forcefully kneaded the two sisters' full breasts a couple of times: "Looks like Aunt Mingfei's cunt is itching again. Eating is just an excuse; the real reason is for you two to come and let me fuck her, right?"
"Big Brother..." Qin Wumeng lowered her head shyly, her ears turning red.
Qin Wuyan slapped him on the chest: "Your mouth is getting more and more outrageous!" Then, remembering how he had also "trained" her mother, her tone became slightly coquettish: "It's all your fault, you've turned my mother and me... into this..."
"Since that's the case, let's go see what good food Auntie has prepared for us," Qin Tian said with a smile, his large hands roaming over the two sisters' voluptuous bodies, eliciting soft moans from them.
The three arrived at Qin Mingfei's residence. As soon as they entered, they were greeted by an enticing aroma, the clanging of spatulas from the kitchen, and a woman's melodious humming.
Pushing open the door, a graceful young woman came into view. She was busy at the stove, and turning around at the sound of movement, she smiled brightly: "My little darling is here~"
This was Qin Mingfei, a renowned fairy-like figure both within the Qin clan and beyond, now Qin Tian's possession. She had long, glossy black hair, casually pulled back, a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks. Her features were exquisite, her eyebrows and eyes like paintings, every gesture exuding the charm of a mature woman.
Although a mother, she maintained her figure remarkably well. Wearing a form-fitting cheongsam, she perfectly showcased her voluptuous curves. Her full breasts swayed slightly with her movements, her slender waist and rounded hips forming an alluring arc, and her long legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, made her skin appear even whiter than snow.
"I missed you so much, my little darling..." Qin Mingfei put down the spatula, gracefully moving to Qin Tian's side. Her alluring eyes gazed at him tenderly, her voice soft and seductive, her fragrance wafting through the air, carrying the alluring scent unique to mature women.
"Auntie, you don't look like you're going to cook for me," Qin Tian said with a wicked smile, his large hand already resting on Qin Mingfei's pert buttocks.
"You're so naughty~ I just missed you..." Qin Mingfei wriggled, nestling herself into Qin Tian's arms. "You naughty boy, you brought back so many women after your trip, and that girl Wuhun too. She used to sleep with me several times a day, now it's only once every few days. I've been thinking about you every day... I'm going crazy thinking about you..."
Her breathing quickened, her whole body going limp in Qin Tian's strong embrace, her full breasts pressed tightly against him, their amazing elasticity palpable even through her clothes.
"Then I won't leave tonight. I'll stay at Auntie's house tonight and help alleviate her loneliness," Qin Tian said with a smile, pinching Aunt Mingfei's plump buttocks.
Aunt Mingfei said coquettishly, "You're here and you want to leave? I won't let you get away with this. Fill your stomach first, then wait outside. It'll be ready soon."
Qin Mingfei shooed Qin Tian out of the kitchen and then busied herself.
Soon, Qin Mingfei emerged from the kitchen carrying fragrant dishes, but the scene before her froze her in place. Her youngest daughter, Qin Wumeng, was kneeling between Qin Tian's legs, her cherry-like mouth diligently sucking and swallowing the penis that had brought them both ecstasy. Her awkward yet intoxicated expression was incredibly alluring. Her little tongue clumsily licked the glans, occasionally gagging as it was pushed against her, only to immediately take it back into her mouth and continue serving.
"Mmm...delicious...big brother's is so big..." Qin Wumeng looked up at Qin Tian, her mouth full of the penis, only able to mumble incoherently. Her small mouth was stretched to its limit, her cheeks bulging, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.
Her older sister, Qin Wuyan, lay half-reclined on the sofa, her top disheveled, her large, round breasts protruding and being kneaded by Qin Tian's large hands. The breasts, even larger than her younger daughter's, were being wantonly squeezed, the pink nipples peeking out between his fingers, gradually hardening with each rub.
"Gently...you're going to burst my breasts..." Qin Wuyan gasped, her eyes half-closed, her other, neglected breast rubbing against Qin Tian's chest. "I want...I want them all..."
Qin Mingfei felt a surge of heat. Biting her lower lip, she slowly approached. "Stop playing around, wait until after dinner..." her voice was soft and seductive, the hem of her cheongsam slightly lifted, revealing a long, beautiful leg.
Qin Tian pulled his penis out of Qin Wumeng's mouth and pointed to it at Aunt Mingfei, saying, "Auntie, please sit here."
"What a little rascal..." Qin Mingfei bit her lip, slowly walking towards Qin Tian. The hem of her cheongsam swayed in the wind, revealing her long, slender legs encased in flesh-colored stockings. Each step seemed like walking on cotton, exuding boundless allure.
She first placed the dishes on the table one by one, then turned her back to Qin Tian, her seductive eyes fixed intently on the enormous thing between his legs. She slowly raised her right leg, her long, beautiful leg tracing a graceful arc, the slit of her cheongsam revealing a large expanse of her snow-white inner thigh.
Then, she raised her left leg, slowly parting her legs into an extremely alluring pose. She bent over, her full buttocks thrusting back, pressing against his hard, erect penis. Through the thin fabric, the burning heat could be clearly felt.
"My little darling… Auntie is coming to serve you…" Qin Mingfei said, his eyes filled with seductive allure. A delicate hand reached behind her, pulling open the hem of her cheongsam, parting her lace panties, and slowly lowered herself onto the long-desired penis.
"Ah...so big...so hot..." As the penis entered, Qin Mingfei couldn't help but let out a seductive moan. Her virgin vagina, untouched for days, was gradually stretched open, every inch of tender flesh rubbed until it was incredibly sensitive. Only when it was fully inside did she breathe a sigh of relief, collapsing onto the dining table, drenched in fragrant sweat.
Qin Wuyan and Qin Wumeng, watching their mother's lewd behavior, were... Instead of surprise, they smiled knowingly. These two sisters knew their mother's nature all too well. Ever since Qin Tian had "developed" her, Qin Mingfei had become a completely different person, utterly reduced to Qin Tian's sex slave.
"Mom's such a slut..." Qin Wuyan pouted, a hint of jealousy in her eyes at her mother's blissful expression as she was filled.
"Yeah, sister, the three of us have all been ruined by our eldest brother..." Qin Wumeng added with a laugh.
"You're the one who's been ruined by him! I haven't!" Qin Wuyan said arrogantly.
At the dining table, Qin Mingfei had already adapted to the enormous size inside her and began to move slowly and rhythmically. Her hips rose and fell repeatedly, each time accurately swallowing the entire penis, the resulting fluid wetting their joined bodies.
"Little darling...you're making Auntie feel so good...deeper..." Qin Mingfei twisted her waist, moaning wantonly, all traces of her usual dignified elegance gone.
Qin Tian leaned back, embracing the two sisters, and said to Aunt Mingfei, "Auntie, don't just keep fucking me, I'm hungry, get me a piece of braised pork."
"Little darling...you're like this...Auntie...ah...Auntie can't help it..." Qin Mingfei complained breathlessly, but her plump hips didn't stop their rhythmic thrusting.
"You need to be full down there, I'm still hungry, if I'm not full I won't have the strength to fuck Auntie." Qin Tian thrust upwards, eliciting a soft moan from Qin Mingfei.
She struggled to maintain her balance, trying to pick up a piece of braised pork with her chopsticks, but the sudden, deep thrust from inside her sent a shiver down her spine, and the chopsticks clattered onto the table.
"Don't...don't move...you keep thrusting and Auntie can't hold back...can we continue after we finish eating?" Qin Mingfei pressed down on Qin Tian's thigh and suggested, turning her head.
"Oh, Mommy, stop pretending." Qin Wuyan smiled and leaned closer, picking up a piece of braised pork and bringing it to Qin Tian's lips. "Little rascal, open your mouth, I'll feed you." She added teasingly, "Look at how horny Mommy is, waiting until after dinner, she probably wants to be fucked by her little darling every day." "Hmm... Yan'er is right..." Qin Mingfei, no longer caring about her dignified image, continued to thrust and sway her hips while swallowing the penis, agreeing as she finally managed to pick up a piece of tofu, only to be interrupted by a heavy thrust before she could even bring it to her mouth. "Ah... too deep... the tofu fell off again..."
"Hehe, Big Brother ate all of Mother's tofu." Qin Wumeng laughed from the side, imitating her sister as she fed Qin Tian, "Big Brother, eat this, it's Mother's favorite lion's head meatball." "
Qin Tian enjoyed the sisters' feeding service, but his lower body didn't stop. Each time, he fully penetrated and then withdrew completely, tormenting Qin Mingfei to the point of ecstasy. Her ripe body writhed constantly, her snow-white breasts swaying under her cheongsam, almost jumping out of the neckline.
"Ugh... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come again..." Qin Mingfei's waist trembled violently, clearly having reached orgasm. Her vagina tightly gripped his penis, waves of nectar gushing out, wetting the floor beneath her.
"Mom is so greedy, she can orgasm just sitting down." Qin Wuyan looked at her mother's ecstatic state.
"Sister... look, Mom is so happy she can't speak..." Qin Wumeng chuckled, looking at Qin Mingfei's flushed face, "Big brother, Mom seems to have been fucked silly again." "
Qin Mingfei was indeed driven to a daze by the intense pleasure, mechanically repeating words like "more" and "not enough."
Her once dignified and elegant image was completely gone; she was now nothing more than a slut dominated by a penis.
Qin Tian's hand suddenly encircled Qin Mingfei's slender waist, and with a forceful lift, he lifted her plump, soft body into the air.
The two bodies remained tightly connected, and Qin Mingfei felt the thick, hard penis inside her pushing deeper into her core. A tingling current shot through her body from her lower body, causing her to involuntarily let out a sweet moan.
"Ah...no...this position...it's going in..." Qin Mingfei's cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering with a hazy light, her breath coming in short gasps, "My little darling...Auntie's uterus is going to be opened up by you...ah...it hurts...it's so full..."
Qin Tian merely smiled wickedly, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Auntie, are you uncomfortable? You seem to be enjoying it...look, your honey hole is still contracting and sucking my big cock." As he spoke, he deliberately thrust his hips forcefully a few times, eliciting another loud cry from Qin Mingfei.
"Let's go back to the room. I won't let Auntie off the hook until I've ejaculated completely." He carried the naked Qin Mingfei and strode into the bedroom. With each step, his penis thrust and ground inside Qin Mingfei's passage. Qin Mingfei was already delirious from the penetration, her body seemingly strung on Qin Tian's penis, bouncing up and down with his steps, emitting intermittent moans and gasps.
Qin Wuyan and Qin Wumeng exchanged a glance, a hint of shyness and anticipation flashing in their eyes. Without hesitation, they stripped off all their clothes, exposing their snow-white, voluptuous bodies to the air, and followed Qin Tian into the bedroom.
The bedroom door opened... The door was tightly shut. A moment later, the sounds of moans and groans from the mother and her two daughters rose and fell within the room, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes soft, like a lascivious symphony playing in the room.
Qin Tian's massive member moved in turn through the three beautiful orifices, eliciting gasps and gasps from the three women. Aunt Mingfei's two daughters skillfully coordinated with Qin Tian's movements, their full breasts pressed against his muscular body, their nipples lightly brushing against his skin.
The room was filled with the sounds of panting and the collision of flesh. Qin Tian moved with ease among the three bodies, sometimes savoring the girls' innocent sweetness, sometimes... Deeply attracted by Aunt Mingfei's mature charm.
Aunt Mingfei watched her daughters lose themselves in pleasure, feeling both guilty and incredibly excited. Trembling, she reached out and gently stroked their smooth skin, murmuring softly, "Come... let's be together forever..."
Time passed, and three days flew by.
Three days later, as the tolling of bells echoed throughout the Qin clan, countless Qin disciples awoke with a start, flying out in confusion, wondering what had happened. They then saw bursts of multicolored light suddenly appearing in the air above the Qin clan's territory. Now.
As the light intensified, countless cultivators on the ten peaks of the Qin Clan were all shaken to their core. Some of the more senior disciples' expressions slowly changed, as if they had realized something, their eyes revealing disbelief.
The light lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, at the center of that dazzling radiance, the sky seemed to be torn apart. A massive rift stretched across the heavens, like an endless abyss, swallowing everything.
The instant the rift appeared, a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, as if the entire world was trembling. Then, a colossal bronze structure exuding an ancient aura... The tower slowly descended from the crack, its body wreathed in a mysterious, precious light, as if bearing endless ages and secrets.
Each level of this colossal tower was connected to the void by four thick black iron chains, layer upon layer, totaling ninety-nine levels. Nearly four hundred chains intertwined like a spiderweb, creating a magnificent spectacle that weeded the soul.
At first glance, the tower seemed boundless, piercing the clouds. But as the roar grew increasingly deafening, the earth began to tremble violently. The colossal tower slowly sank, its size expanding as if to devour the heavens and earth. Finally, its shadow obscured the entire sky, even though it was clearly facing the sun... At midday, the world was plunged into a deep darkness, as if night had fallen.
All the disciples of the Qin clan held their breath, their eyes fixed on the awe-inspiring scene before them.
At the bottom of the colossal tower stood a tightly closed bronze gate, its surface carved with countless ancient and ferocious beast patterns. Each line seemed to tell a story of ancient legends, exuding a rich, primordial aura.
The tower itself was as majestic as a mountain, inspiring awe and fear. It seemed that even the cultivators of the world appeared as insignificant as dust before it, and even the ten towering peaks that reached into the clouds seemed to pale in comparison. The Buddha became an insignificant hill.
Just then, seven dazzling orbs of light suddenly rose from the peaks of the seven mountains. Each orb was a different color, slowly ascending and scattering its light, illuminating the entire Qin Clan.
Upon seeing this, all the disciples knelt on the ground, their expressions solemn.
For within each of those ten orbs of light sat a figure—the ten Immortal Venerable Peak Masters of the Qin Clan, each radiating a suffocating pressure.
Among them, the figure within the first orb was Qin Yuanshou.
The ten Supreme Venerables simultaneously raised their hands, their fingertips gathering boundless power, in unison... They all pointed to the colossal bronze tower. With their movement, the tower trembled violently, and the massive bronze gate at its base slowly opened with a deep rumble, revealing a deep, dark crevice, as if leading to another world.
Because the tower was so large and tall, the crevice appeared small, but in reality, it was a hundred feet wide!
"Today, the Tower of Gods and Demons is open. All disciples can participate. Each floor you ascend offers a chance to comprehend one of the three thousand secret techniques. Every ten floors, you are guaranteed to obtain one of the top one hundred secret techniques. The higher you go, the greater the chance of obtaining a top ten secret technique. The seventieth, eightieth, and ninety-first floors guarantee a top ten secret technique!"
"And the ninety-ninth level... the Qin Clan's foundation, you may choose one!"
"Each time this tower opens, it requires a thousand years of the sect's accumulation. Today it opens, and each of you has only one chance. Whoever obtains this opportunity will have a heaven-defying destiny." An aged yet majestic voice slowly emanated from the ninth peak's master, echoing throughout the entire Xuan Tian Sect.
Instantly, a million disciples held their breath, and the entire sect fell into silence.
However, a moment later, a deafening clamor surged forth like a tidal wave.
"The Divine Demon Tower... Is this the legendary Divine Demon Tower? Indeed... indeed as vast as the heavens!"
"The clan's number one treasure, the very thing that suppressed chaos back then!"
As the Supreme Elder's voice fell, the emotions of the million disciples within the Xuan Tian Sect were instantly ignited. Countless gazes burned with fervor as they looked towards the towering Divine Demon Tower, as if it held the ultimate opportunity they had sought their entire lives.
"The Tower of Gods and Demons... I never expected it to open at this time! This is our chance to defy fate!" A young disciple in a green robe clenched his fist, his eyes filled with excitement. His name was Ji Boduan, an outer disciple from another clan, but he possessed exceptional talent and had been secretly accumulating experience for many years, waiting to soar to new heights.
"The eightieth floor... the top ten secret techniques!" Another burly disciple murmured softly. His name was Qin Wulei, one of the best disciples of the Qin clan. His eyes flashed like lightning as he thought to himself, "If I can reach the top this time, I will surely obtain the top ten secret techniques, and then I will be able to reach even higher levels!"
At the edge of the crowd, a woman in a green dress stood quietly. She was tall and slender, with a graceful figure, snow-white skin, and exquisite features, like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting.
Her green dress fluttered in the wind, a silver ribbon tied around her waist, outlining her graceful figure. Her beauty was exquisite, yet a faint worry lingered in her eyes, as clear as autumn water.
This person was Qin Wuhun, the eldest daughter of the Qin clan, of noble birth and exceptional talent. Her cultivation had already rivaled that of some of the clan's elders, and the Causal Law she cultivated was the most difficult Daoist practice in the Immortal Realm. She was arguably the most brilliant rising star of the Qin clan.
However, unlike the others, she was not excited. Instead, her brows furrowed, her gaze fixed intently on the towering Divine Demon Tower, a sense of unease settling in her heart.
She looked at the ten great suns overhead, and within one of them sat her grandfather. "Grandpa has been in seclusion for so long, why did he suddenly emerge today? And... the Divine Demon Tower opened without my knowledge. Were they keeping it from me too?"
Qin Wuhun was filled with worry. She knew more than the average disciple of the Wu generation and had vaguely sensed some subtle changes within the Qin clan.
"Qin Tian might be about to change things..."
"The Tower of Gods and Demons, activate!" As the ancient voice of the Seventh Peak Immortal Venerable echoed from the sky, thousands of figures instantly flew out without hesitation, heading straight for the Tower of Gods and Demons.
Just as Qin Wuhun's mind was filled with countless thoughts, she suddenly felt a tightening around her waist, and was gently pulled into a firm embrace by a warm force.
She was startled at first, then a faint blush rose to her cheeks, and her ears warmed slightly. She struggled gently, and whispered coquettishly, "You're being naughty again, so many people are watching..."
A deep chuckle came from behind, the voice tinged with laziness and doting: "What are you afraid of? I'm about to marry you, why would I be afraid of them seeing? Besides, they have no chance to see my truly beautiful parts."
Qin Tian's large hands did not loosen their grip; instead, they tightened their embrace around her waist even more, even gently pinching her waist, causing Qin Wuhun's body to tremble slightly. She couldn't help but glare at him, whispering, "You talk about those shameful things outside! My grandfather and your grandfather are still alive."
Qin Tian, however, didn't seem to care. Instead, he leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Big sister, when did you become so reserved? I remember last night you were quite bold, using this to hold..." Qin Tian's fingers lightly traced her lips, his warm breath brushing against her ear, making her heart beat faster involuntarily.
Qin Wuhun's face flushed even more. Recalling the feeling of kneeling before Qin Tian last night, using his mouth to hold that thing, she bit her lip, trying to remain calm: "That was just the two of us. Now... now it's different. Don't you see how many people are here?" She tried to push him away, but found his arms like iron, impossible to break free from.
Seeing this, Qin Tian's smile deepened. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Big sister, don't worry. With me here, the Qin clan's sky won't fall. I will fight my way to the top of the tower. I will shoulder the responsibility of the Qin clan for you."
His tone was domineering and confident, as if everything was under his control. Qin Wuhun felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this: "This isn't just your responsibility. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Qin Tian laughed heartily, loosening his grip slightly, but still holding her close: "The pressure is definitely great, but if big sister can help me release that pressure every day, then there's nothing to be afraid of."
Qin Wuhun shook her head helplessly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly. She looked up at the Divine Demon Tower, and the worries in her heart seemed to have been somewhat dispelled by Qin Tian's warmth.
Qin Tian stood beside her, his large hand around her slender waist. Qin Wuhun didn't mind and nestled gently in his arms. Qin Tian looked at the towering Divine Demon Tower and asked, "Are you participating too?"
Qin Wuhun shook her head and said, "I already have one of the Qin Clan's ten most profound secret techniques. The Divine Demon Tower is of little use to me. You should send your female slaves instead."
"Their strength is better for you."
Qin Tian nodded and said, "I've already told them. They should be inside by now, along with Wuyan and Wumeng."
Qin Wuhun shifted his gaze to Qin Tian and said, "Qin Wuyan and Qin Wumeng are like family. You can do whatever you want with them, but Aunt Mingfei, you need to be careful. You like mature, voluptuous women. The more mature and seductive they are, the more excited you get. You're probably the one who's been inside Aunt Mingfei the most and for the longest time, right? If you get Aunt Mingfei pregnant, things will get complicated. The elders in the clan will inevitably have a problem with you again."
"Then just give me one, sister," Qin Tian said with a smile, his large hand, which had been on her waist, slowly sliding towards her soft, round buttocks.
Qin Wuhun glared at him reproachfully, removing his large hand from her backside, and said, "Grandpa just sent me a telepathic message."
"What did the old man say? Did he betroth you to me?"
Qin Wuhun giggled, then said, "He said to tell that bastard next to you to get his stinky pig's trotter off your backside."
"Looks like he's getting senile. How can a turtle have pig's trotters? Besides, we're all family. If I'm a turtle, isn't he a turtle in jail too?" Qin Tian said with a roguish air.
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the ten suns in the sky suddenly brightened several times and turned much redder.
"Wow, the old man's reddened," Qin Tian laughed.
Qin Wuhun slapped Qin Tian's head speechlessly and said, "That's my grandfather. If you want to marry me, he won't even approve. You can't even get into my house."
"Don't worry, I can climb over the wall."
The old man must be internally devastated at this moment. How could his beautiful, well-educated, and elegant granddaughter, a dutiful daughter since childhood, have been taken by this pig? Qin Tian's behavior was like a spirited young man riding a will-o'-the-wisp, carrying a speaker, suddenly appearing in front of you, and then saying, "Old Deng, take care of my will-o'-the-wisp, or I'll break your legs and go upstairs to have fun with your granddaughter."
Qin Wuhun sighed, shoved Qin Tian, and said, "Everyone's already inside, you should go in too. If you keep talking, Grandpa's going to be driven crazy."
"Fine." Qin Tian waved at the ten great suns in the sky, then slapped Qin Wuhun's buttocks, creating a sensual ripple, before transforming into a stream of light and entering the Divine Demon Tower.
Qin Wuhun guiltily cut off his communication with his grandfather; the old man was already sending a telegram.
On the first floor, the moment he stepped in, the surrounding environment instantly transformed into a vast ocean, with towering waves and the roar of the waves rising from the seabed to form ten enormous statues.
Ten statues formed a high wall, imprisoning a section of the sea within.
A phantom of a divine demon, its body entirely azure, hovered in mid-air, surrounded by countless water dragons that roared deafeningly.
"Again, the bloodline of the Qin clan," the Water Demon's voice crashed like waves against the shore. "Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've tasted the blood of your Qin clan!"
Qin Tian didn't reply, but slowly raised his right hand.
His movement seemed slow, yet it carried a mysterious rhythm. With his movement, a faint aura of chaos began to emanate from his body, and a phantom of a blue lotus slowly bloomed behind him.
"This is..." the Water Demon's voice suddenly sharpened, "A Chaotic Body!?"
Chaotic Demons were born from chaos, among the earliest beings in the world. They were exceptionally sensitive to chaotic energy; some even considered chaotic energy their mother.
Before chaos, it was incredibly heavy, powerful, and chaotic; ordinary beings couldn't even touch it, let alone use it.
But now, someone actually possessed a chaotic body and could freely use chaotic energy. This was an insult to the water god-demon before him.
"Damn it!!! How could you possibly be like this! I will not allow such a defiled person to live!"
Before the Water God Demon could finish speaking, Qin Tian had already made his move. His right fist seemed to swing forward unremarkably, but wherever it passed, space itself distorted. The illusory azure lotus behind him suddenly bloomed, and chaotic energy surged towards his fist like a tidal wave.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar echoed as the water curtain in the entire space shattered instantly. The Water God Demon was horrified to discover that the water dragon he had condensed had crumbled inch by inch under this seemingly simple punch!
"No! This is impossible!" The Water God Demon struggled frantically, but it was too late. The power of the Chaotic Body utterly destroyed everything he had.
With just one punch, the water vapor on the first level was completely dispersed. The Water God Demon's remnant soul let out a resentful roar before dissipating into specks of blue light.
Outside the tower, the runes on the first level suddenly lit up.
"Someone has passed the first level!" someone exclaimed.
"I wonder who it is. The elimination rate on the first level is 70%. I remember the fastest record was Sister Qin Wuhun's 12 minutes."
"But that was less than 10 minutes."
Amidst the murmurs, the runes on the second level lit up.
Then the third level, the fourth level...
The crowd watching from outside the tower gradually quieted down. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the constantly lighting runes.
"Is this a ghost?" A disciple rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Holy crap, when did the Qin clan produce such a formidable person?"
"If you don't understand, just ask. It's only the first or second level. Why are you all so surprised?" asked a disciple who had never participated in the God and Demon Tower before.
"Let me tell you, the first five levels of the God-Demon Tower are for selection. Almost 80% of people perish on those first five levels. Only after passing the fifth level will the rest be easier."
"You need to understand, what's sealed inside are the remnants of chaotic gods and demons. Although my Qin clan's ten peak masters are there to suppress them, and there's the seal of the God-Demon Tower itself, with each level having its own independent imprisoning formation, these remnants of souls are only about one ten-millionth of their former strength. But they're still not people ordinary people can touch. I fought the remnants of the third level for two hours, and almost died inside."
A disciple who participated in the God-Demon Tower trial explained, still feeling a chill when he thought about it. It was definitely the most brutal battle of his life.
Then, shortly after, many runes lit up on the second and third levels simultaneously.
"Quite a few people passed the first level this time."
The fifth level of the God-Demon Tower.
Here, a majestic palace stood in the endless darkness, like a sleeping behemoth, exuding an ancient and oppressive aura.
The palace walls were covered with bas-reliefs depicting the battle between gods and demons. The狰狞 faces and twisted bodies seemed to roar silently, recounting past glory and destruction.
High above, countless star-like runes flickered with a faint light, like countless eyes coldly watching everything below.
In the center of the palace, Qin Tian stood facing the remnant soul of a god and demon. The remnant soul was ethereal, yet exuded a suffocating pressure, like a demon god from ancient times, surrounded by black mist with faint flashes of lightning.
Qin Tian, on the other hand, was like a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed. The aura of his Chaos Body flowed within him, like a lurking beast, ready to tear everything apart at any moment.
The two faced each other silently; the air seemed to freeze, even time seemed to slow down.
The next moment, their figures vanished simultaneously, their speed too fast for the naked eye to follow, leaving only afterimages and a deafening roar. Their fists collided violently, unleashing a terrifying force that swept through the palace like a raging tidal wave. The ground cracked, and the reliefs on the walls were shattered.
The clash of power reached its peak at this moment. Qin Tian's fist was enveloped in chaotic energy, seemingly capable of devouring everything, while the remnant soul's fist was crackled with black lightning, carrying an aura of destruction. The two forces intertwined in mid-air, erupting with blinding light, as if to tear the entire space apart.
"Boom!" With a deafening roar, both men were sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
Before Qin Tian could even get up, the remnant soul's figure appeared above him like a ghost, stomping down with a powerful kick, as if to crush him into dust.
A cold glint flashed in Qin Tian's eyes. He twisted his body sharply, narrowly avoiding the attack, then flipped to his feet, throwing a punch at the remnant soul's chest.
The remnant soul sneered, its figure flashing to avoid Qin Tian's attack. It then retaliated with a palm strike, black lightning transforming into a giant python that lunged straight at Qin Tian's face.
Qin Tian neither dodged nor evaded, his chaotic power surging wildly within him. He unleashed a punch, shattering the lightning python.
The battle between the two instantly intensified. Fists and feet clashed at breakneck speed, each collision unleashing terrifying energy fluctuations.
Qin Tian grew stronger with each battle, the chaotic power within him awakening continuously. Layer upon layer of restrictions were broken, and his aura grew ever stronger, like an ancient ferocious beast awakening.
The remnant soul's offensive was gradually suppressed. The black lightning dissipated under the erosion of the chaotic power, and its form became increasingly ethereal.
"It's over!" Qin Tian roared, unleashing the full power of chaos within him. His punch seemed to carry the weight of the entire world. The remnant soul's pupils constricted; it tried to dodge, but found itself locked in place by the chaotic power, unable to move.
"Boom!" Qin Tian's fist slammed into the remnant soul's chest. A terrifying force erupted instantly, shattering the soul's body like broken porcelain, ultimately dissipating into countless black specks of light.
The palace returned to silence. Only Qin Tian stood there, slowly withdrawing his fist, his brow furrowed.
"Is this thing really that strong? This is only the fifth level..."
"Let's take a shortcut." Qin Tian blinked, a hint of shyness in his eyes. In a flash, he surged into the sixth level.
Eighth level, tenth level, fifteenth level, seventeenth level...
Qin Tian roared his way through, the heavens and earth trembling wherever he went, endless radiance emanating from him. Even those outside the Divine Demon Tower could see something amiss.
Outside, all the Qin clan disciples stared wide-eyed at the light within the Divine Demon Tower. Starting from the fifth floor, they ascended to the next level almost every few breaths, until now, they had reached the nineteenth floor. Everyone was stunned.
Especially around this light, a large halo emanated, and the fluctuations of magical artifacts were extremely evident within it.
"This person... how many magical artifacts did this person use?"
"What kind of family is this???"
"Cheating! This is cheating!!" Amidst the deathly silence of the surrounding Qin clan disciples, a voice filled with resentment rang out.
"Don't panic. The twentieth floor is a watershed. It's not something you can pass by simply self-destructing a few magic treasures. I don't believe he has that many."
"That's right. That remnant soul on the twentieth floor is incredibly ferocious. The moment he steps onto the twentieth floor, he attacks immediately, like a mad dog. He might be instantly killed before he even has a chance to use his magic treasures."
But before the crowd could even exchange three sentences, suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from the twentieth floor, even reaching outside the tower.
In this roar, the entire twentieth floor was instantly almost entirely covered in a dazzling light. From afar, the light was magnificent, like a blazing sun, even faintly surpassing the ten suns in the sky!
This scene immediately caused everyone around to gasp, their minds buzzing. Almost everyone had one question on their mind:
Just how many magic treasures did this person bring in? How many magical treasures did he have to self-destruct to achieve such power?
Qin Yuanshou sat cross-legged in mid-air, a smug smile on his face, completely ignoring the strange looks from his nine old brothers around him.
"That's a good kid! Wudao, just push him up like that! Push him to the ninetieth floor for me!!" Qin Yuanshou almost burst out laughing. Even knowing his son had cheated, as his grandfather, he still felt delighted to see this.
"Wudao, climb higher, keep climbing higher! Even if it's cheating, even if it's dishonorable, climb higher no matter what! Climb to the top, climb to the sky where no one can reach!"
"Don't be afraid. Even if you fall, Grandpa will catch you and push you back up!"