At the summit of Third Peak.
At that moment, everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene before them.
Even Wangu Dao and the others on the stone steps had their eyes wide open, unable to believe what they were seeing.
A piercing scream rang out. Pain flashed across Duan Shuiliu's face as the Overlord Beast mounted him, tearing agony coursing through every part of his body and soul.
"No... no!" Duan Shuiliu's agonized cries pierced the heavens, making everyone's scalp crawl.
Whether on the east bank or the west bank, everyone's lips twitched as a chill rose from the depths of their hearts.
"My god, Duan Shuiliu actually got screwed by his own Demon Beast?"
"I can't believe it. How on earth did Jun Wangchen do that?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That Demon Beast is plucking Duan Shuiliu's rear-end flower. After this, he'll probably be gazing serenely at the mountains for the rest of his life!"
At that moment, shock and fear marked everyone's faces, and they felt profound pity for Duan Shuiliu.
Looking over at Duan Shuiliu, they saw that his eyes had already gone lifeless. His screams were unbearably shrill, and he had lost all sensation in his lower body.
The shocking scene practically blinded everyone.
Even the expressionless Zhou Yuan felt the corner of his eye twitch, wariness rising within him.
The male disciples on the east bank struggled to hold back their laughter, while the female disciples blushed furiously.
Watching Duan Shuiliu being forcibly mounted by his own Demon Beast, Jun Wangchen couldn't help shaking his head. "Looks like you haven't fed your Overlord Beast enough in a long time. Just look at how satisfied it is."
"Jun Wangchen!" At that moment, the Peak Master of Fourth Peak rushed forward, his eyes blazing with fury. He kicked