This kind of wild release, utterly sunk into illusion, was similar to the illusion of life and death. Once the consciousness accepted it, the body would suffer corresponding damage.
Not only that, this descent would sink ever deeper into the law of desire.
In the end, the deeper one sank, the harder it became to wake up.
Though Vice Hall Master Shendu possessed formidable strength, his fate could be said to have already been decided: he would be unable to pull himself free!
The illusion continued. In order to obtain more women and enjoy greater pleasure, and to gain the qualification to take countless women away that could only be earned by reaching the summit, Vice Hall Master Shendu fought day and night.
By day, he conquered enemies like a god of war, seizing more beautiful women.
By night, he fought by lamplight.
This round-the-clock battle did not leave Vice Hall Master Shendu feeling the slightest fatigue. On the contrary, he felt immensely fulfilled and proud. If not for the faint desire to leave lurking deep in his heart, he would even have been willing to live here forever. Here, nearly all enemies were weaklings. Even if there were a few powerful foes, they could not threaten his life in any way. At most, they made him wary that the women in his rear, the ones who brought him no joy, might come under attack... More and more subordinates surrendered before him in worship, and more and more women came seeking his fame, their purpose being to receive his superior seed.
Outside, Vice Hall Master Shendu was merely a vice hall master.
But here, he was an emperor!
An emperor beyond all others.
There were more than a thousand concubines in his palace, yet not one woman bored him. Every