A night of wind and rain left countless fallen blossoms.
Long Wushang wore a satisfied smile, while Ma Xiaotao, not far beside him, was still greedily immersed in the blissful sensation of ascension.
Tang Ya, who was in slightly better condition, was silently and red-faced tidying up the aftermath.
Although he had been prepared beforehand, Long Wushang had never expected the Evil Fire Phoenix's evil fire to be so potent.
It affected not only Ma Xiaotao, but him as well.
Combined with the limitless amplification of lustful emotions, Long Wushang's desire had reached the peak of his life throughout the entire night. It truly felt as the rumors described, like the bliss of ascending to immortality.
By the end, Ma Xiaotao had completely passed out. He had pulled Tang Ya over to continue, indulging in endless desire and ever-changing positions.
He had only barely stopped and fallen asleep at dawn.
Even when confronting the Beast God Di Tian, or facing countless soul masters at Shrek, he had never been as exhausted as he was today.
"Phew..."
After resting for more than half the day, the three of them had mostly recovered some of their strength. Their constitutions were naturally far stronger than ordinary people's.
Long Wushang sat up. Tang Ya was nowhere to be seen at the moment; she had presumably gone to wash herself.
Ma Xiaotao was still maintaining her original posture, lying off to the side with her eyes shut and her clothes in disarray.
Long Wushang knew she was definitely awake. The moment her Fire Phoenix martial soul had come into contact with his Dark Sacred Dragon martial soul, he had sensed something unusual.
Throughout the entire night, their martial souls had continuously intertwined and cried out within this deep Dragon Tomb. Anyone could see that this