The tiny Water-Curtain Cave that had just been stretched to its absolute limit now looked like a greedy little mouth that had lost its ability to close, unceasingly opening and closing of its own accord.
It was already a muddy mess down there, the crimson, soft flesh accompanying every feeble opening and closing as though silently telling of the raging storm it had just experienced.
Immediately following, a scene that Xuanyue would never forget in her life occurred.
The scorching syrup that had long since accumulated and overflowed deep within completely merged and mingled at this moment with the searing magma that had gushed from the depths of Mu Zimo's body due to extreme ecstasy.
It was pure white and transparent liquid entangling one another, transforming into a turbid torrent.
The tiny Water-Curtain Cave had long since been irrigated to its limit, completely unable to bear such a massive bestowal.
"Drip... drop..."
The liquid, mixed with the auras of both people, wound its way down along the unclosable Water-Curtain Cave, pattering down onto the floor like broken strings of pearls, converging into a shocking puddle of water stains.
Mu Zimo's entire body felt as though her spine had been drawn out, and she slumped bonelessly against the mirror surface, her whole body still trembling in fine, uncontrollable shivers.
And that muddy source still heaved and expelled in an opening and closing motion, with every single twitch causing another stream of thick, white turbidity to overflow. That was the brand after absolute possession, the most direct ironclad proof of the Divine Empress's fall.
Xuanyue only felt her throat go dry; the visual impact of the scene before her was simply too immense.
"Come here." Bai Qinchen's gaze landed on Xuanyue, who stood stiffly a few paces away, and he beckoned to