As Qin Fengming sensed the change in the female cultivator, a surge of impulse suddenly welled up in his chest. When he turned his head, their eyes met, their gazes entwining, and a rush of hot blood rose fiercely within them both.
A strange aura invaded their bodies, trapping them in a rush of impulse they could not break free from.
A female cultivator, a True Immortal mighty existence who nearly stood at the peak of the Cultivation World, was being held in the arms of an Immortal-realm cultivator. Large stretches of their skin touched. This lingering, intimate scene suddenly stirred awake the unknown feelings buried in the deepest part of the powerful female cultivator's heart.
At this moment, there was no will to fight left in her heart, and no fierceness remained in her eyes. A strange sensation surged through her entire body, stirring waves in her mind and making it hard for her to regain clarity.
Qin Fengming was filled with a rush of impulse, making his body tense instinctively. The more he tried to suppress it, the more impossible it became to suppress.
The female cultivator clearly sensed the unusual change coming from his body. Her breathing grew heavier, and the blush on her pretty face became even more vivid.
Neither of them spoke. Time slowly flowed by.
At some unknown moment, their four lips touched, warm and sweet juices twining and flowing between them, their rough breaths mingling with the mountain wind and carrying far away...
The moonlight was bright and clear, passing through the thin veil of night to cover the empty, tranquil mountain forest. Soft murmurs, dreamlike and illusory, drifted through the air, making the night seem much more alive.
A very, very long time passed...
The two lay quietly in the deep pit