Wave After Wave

The terrifying Demon Power made every cultivator feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy!

Transverse Rift Valley, Demon King Chenghuang!

When a Demon King faced a Qianyuan cultivator, the situation escalated. No one could stop such a tidal surge of momentum.

Zhao Wuhuai smiled.

It was settled.

But his smile quickly stiffened, because the atmosphere before him was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

Qin Yi shielded Ye Ling, his face still somewhat pale. His gaze rested on Cheng Cheng before him, and Cheng Cheng was looking at him as well.

The two silently gazed at each other, as though this drawn-sword, drawn-bow standoff did not exist.

The longing and tenderness in their eyes, the surging passions they desperately held down, the feeling of restraining themselves from rushing into each other's arms... even many cultivators who had cultivated themselves into something like stone could sense it...

"You..." Qin Yi suddenly spoke.

Yet he did not continue. Cheng Cheng cut him off first, saying wistfully, "Heartless man."

Qin Yi closed his mouth, and there was indeed some guilt in his eyes.

He had spent years away and had not returned to see her... It would have been one thing if he truly had had no opportunity, but in reality, he had. It was simply that there were always other beauties by his side, making it terribly inconvenient. There was no washing this clean; it was his fault.

"Forget it." Cheng Cheng ultimately did not put on a husband-scolding show for everyone in public. She merely said, "I spent most of my time in intensive seclusion as well. I only truly emerged to act within the past year. It was perfect that you came back now... Seeing your cultivation reach this point makes me very happy."

"So am I,"