Huge Harvest

Gu Yang stood with his hands behind his back.

His coarse gray linen clothes hung quietly in the lingering air currents.

Not a speck of blood stained them, nor was there a single extra crease.

It was as if his world-shocking feat just now—tearing apart a Heaven-tier sword array with his bare hands and refining the Ancient Demon Sovereign by stripping its tendons and bones—was merely a trivial after-dinner pastime.

He did not even glance back at the two peerlessly beautiful bodies lying like puddles of mud on the sacrificial altar.

His abyss-like black eyes stared coldly at the firmament above.

At the ten-thousand-foot spatial rift that had been torn open by the Heaven-tier sword art, which was now closing at an excruciatingly slow pace.

Having lost the support of the Sword Demon's origin, the underlying laws of this Shattered Star Sword Domain were rapidly restructuring and rejecting foreign entities.

The surrounding spatial barriers emitted teeth-aching, crushing creaks.

On the altar.

Ji Shuanghua turned her stunning face, covered in blood and cold sweat, with extreme difficulty.

Her originally aloof and arrogant eyes stared fixedly at Gu Yang's towering, mountain-like gray back.

In her meridians, the domineering residual heat of the Great Sun True Fire was still licking at her flesh inch by inch.

It hurt.

A pain that was incredibly sobering, incredibly unforgettable.

The Heaven-tier holy relic that the Supreme Sword Sect had worshipped for millions of years was actually an ancient evil ghost that sucked marrow from bones.

Those high and mighty sect elders were either completely blind, or they were all incredibly hypocritical accomplices.

Only this man.

Using the most barbaric, dignity-trampling, tyrannical methods, he had forcefully torn away this sacred painted skin.

He stripped away her pride and crushed her spine.

Yet, he had also violently yanked her back from the abyss of becoming a demonic entity!

No explanations, no claiming credit, not even a single extra word of nonsense.

It was an absolute coldness that viewed all living beings as mere ants.

But it was also the true Great Dao—casting aside all moral disguise, seeking only the ultimate survival!

A sickeningly morbid flush slowly surfaced on Ji Shuanghua's cold, white, fragile neck.

The extreme contrast of having all her beliefs forcefully shattered by him, leading to his absolute control over her life and death...

Was like a highly toxic seed.

Taking root and sprouting in her sea of consciousness, blooming into an eerily beautiful flower of absolute submission.

So, being thoroughly trampled underfoot by this kind of absolute power was actually so reassuring.

Su Lingyan's condition was even more unbearable.

That Plain Snow Flowing Immortal Dress had been completely reduced to a few strips of cloth hanging off her body.

Large swaths of breathtakingly cold white skin were exposed to the freezing air without any concealment.

The bloody cuts left by the flying debris on her inner thighs looked like poignant red plum blossoms blooming on fresh snow.

Although the seal of the nine-tailed fox bone on her lower back had been roughly blocked by Gu Yang...

Ten years of captivity, ten years of living in fear.

In the Heavenly River Sword Sect, she was an exquisite porcelain piece, a despairing sword scabbard ready to have her heart carved out for sacrifice at any moment.

The way everyone looked at her carried greed and hypocritical mercy.

But Gu Yang was different.

The way he looked at her was like looking at a lifeless stubborn rock, an extremely useful tool.

This extreme objectification, this absolute coldness that did not treat her as a human being at all...

Instead made Su Lingyan's riddled soul feel an unprecedented, almost deformed sense of security.

In this dark jungle that ate people without spitting out their bones.

Only by attaching herself to this tyrant-like, irresistible man, only by being ruthlessly held in his palm and used...

In Su Lingyan's light glazed eyes, Gu Yang's tall and straight posture was reflected.

The eerie crimson welling up in the depths of her eyes had completely turned into a near-mad infatuation and morbid yearning.

Meanwhile, Lan Caidie, who was kneeling at the edge of the altar.

The backlash of losing her life-sustaining Gu worm left her so weak that she seemed like she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

But she did not dare to wipe the black blood from the corner of her mouth.

Her bewitching face was pressed tightly against the cold glazed stone slabs, in an extremely humble, even degrading posture.

She gazed deeply up at that gray back.

Too deep.

This man's calculations and shrewdness were simply more spine-chilling than the Nine Nether Abyss.

From entering the game and lurking, to using Mo Bufan to break the deadlock.

Then turning his hand to crush the Ancient Demon Sovereign, using its own foundation to reinforce the seal.

Every step had calculated everyone's greed and trump cards with extreme precision, leaving not even a fraction of a margin for error.

Ye Chen's hypocrisy, Mo Bufan's madness, the Sword Demon's foundation.

They were all extremely cheap consumables in his hands.

In Lan Caidie's eyes, even being used by him was an extremely luxurious, supreme blessing!

She had to prove that she still had value.

Gu Yang completely ignored the frantic mental gymnastics of the three top-tier beauties behind him.

The seventh-tier Dao Platform flowed in his sea of consciousness.

He calculated the final countdown to this space's complete rejection with extreme precision.

Three breaths.

Let's go.

Without any extra nonsense, and certainly without any tender sentiment of reaching out to help them up.

Gu Yang's large hand, bearing rough thin calluses, suddenly reached back and grabbed.

An extremely overbearing dark gold true energy, completely devoid of any protective tenderness toward women, manifested like three materialized, violent chains.

It brutally and instantly wrapped around the three women's impossibly slender waists and necks.

Ugh—

Three extremely delicate, sweet gasps sounded simultaneously.

As if dragging three weightless, ragged burlap sacks, Gu Yang stomped his large cloth boots fiercely on the hard altar.

Boom!!!

The terrifying physical strength of the Desolate Ancient Extreme Yang Body instantly shattered the void beneath his feet.

A terrifying sonic boom cloud exploded at the bottom of the giant pit.

Borrowing this violent reactionary force.

Gu Yang's figure turned into a dark gold stream of light that tore through heaven and earth, carrying a devastatingly terrifying kinetic energy.

He shot straight toward the ten-thousand-foot spatial rift that was about to close in the firmament above!

The intense weightlessness and the cutting of the violently raging astral winds made the three women instantly lose the last bit of control over their bodies.

Ji Shuanghua's cold eyes were half-closed, her long eyelashes trembling violently as she let the fierce wind scrape across her cold white cheeks.

Su Lingyan's cold, fragile neck arched high, her insteps stretched taut to the extreme.

Lan Caidie pressed her bewitching cheek tightly against the invisible chain biting into her voluptuous flesh, greedily sniffing the extreme yang aura that belonged to Gu Yang.

Crack!

The dark gold stream of light crashed through the final, extremely thin spatial barrier of the secret realm.

Accompanied by a terrifying shattering sound as if the whole world was collapsing.

This ancient forbidden land that had become an Avici Hell and buried countless peerless geniuses...

Was completely and mercilessly left behind in the endless turbulent void by Gu Yang's tall, cold back.

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The violent spatial turbulence was like countless invisible sharp blades, frantically slicing through this absolute darkness.

Those three chains condensed from dark gold true energy shattered silently in the void.

Without sparing another glance at the three stunning bodies being swept toward different spatial rifts.

The value of the tools had been squeezed to the limit within the secret realm; taking them along would only leave unnecessary traces of karma.