Vital Energy's Stalwart Wall, the Heart Locking Tribulation (Part 2)

Lu Suhua pressed a hand to her chest. In her senses, the tribulation clouds less than a hundred li beneath her feet were roaring to life, seeking to drag her into the most terrifying cycle of tribulations, until she was ground to powder without leaving the slightest trace. She had to gather every scrap of strength to contend against the tribulation, to the point that she could scarcely react to the threat at her side. She could not even manage the most basic motion of turning her head. A light weight rested on her shoulder. It was the woman behind her... perhaps she could still be called a woman, pressing her sharp, delicate chin against Lu Suhua's shoulder. From the corner of her eye, Lu Suhua could see dazzling colors that seemed to be cascading hair, except every strand was crystalline scarlet and translucent, like fine threads drawn from fiery red glass. Even finer streams of light and fire flowed through them, coming and going, real yet unreal, impossible to distinguish clearly. Breaths rose and fell beside her ear, warm and fragrant, yet they were absolutely not the breath of an ordinary person, but some destructive force that had inconceivably become Gentle Finger-Twisting, casting shadows by her side. A strange thought surfaced in Lu Suhua's heart: All this time, I had been intimate day and night, skin against skin, with something like this? If I still could not notice, then I would not deserve to die today! She immediately realized that such weakness was a sign of inner demons breeding. At once, she rallied her remaining strength to crush it—but with only the slightest stir of power, her organs, soul, and vital energy seemed to tumble and turn several times in a wok of boiling oil. Her lips parted slightly,