Perhaps perseverance paid off. After more than ten minutes of effort, the penis finally regained its hardness in the girl's mouth.
The girl sat like a duck on the sofa, excitedly swallowing and releasing the entire penis, even going deep into her throat. Li Dong's penis was of above-average size for an average person, not too small, and deep throating wasn't easy, but the girl seemed to handle it with ease, subtly revealing a skillful ease.
"Xuanxuan, spit it out," Li Dong said softly, supporting Lingxuan's head.
Then the girl pulled her head back, her cherry-red lips reluctantly withdrawing from the shaft. The two then changed positions; Lingxuan's arms wrapped around Li Dong's neck, her legs wide open to accommodate the penis's entry.
The girl's vagina was moist and hot, tight as a sheep's intestine, the pleasurable squeezing sensation enveloping her from all sides.
"Ah, um... Brother, it's so hard... harder~"
Lingxuan's vagina wasn't deep, and Li Dong's penis could still reliably strike her clitoris, making the girl sway wildly, moaning repeatedly, her honeyed orifice writhing and squeezing, bringing indescribable pleasure.
"Slap, slap slap..."
His penis thrust forcefully into her vagina, her labia parted, and a stream of white fluid flowed from her opening, spreading down like a stream.
The girl's buttocks trembled with each thrust, first pressing into the sofa and then bouncing back up. Facing her beloved's thrusting, the girl felt as sweet as if she were drinking honey, gasping and moaning with wanton cries.
"Brother, you're so amazing! Ahh, it's so deep... Ah, um... Give me a child~ umm~"
Li Dong lowered his head and kissed Ling Xuan's small mouth, sucking and nibbling. His penis began its final thrust. Although it could be considered a second time, allowing it to last longer, the loss of his vital essence caused him to ejaculate much earlier.
Finally, his penis thrust hard against the tender clitoris deep within her honeyed depths, suddenly becoming fiery hot at the last clitoris, and his semen gushed out, surging and filling Ling Xuan's vagina.
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Almost simultaneously.
A person appeared on a street reminiscent of the late 1990s, with its rows of small buildings and haphazardly placed telephone poles.
However, incongruous with this scene were countless strangely dressed superhumans strolling around. The telephone poles and walls weren't plastered with small notices like "document services" or "cure for psoriasis," but rather with openly advertised assassinations and missions.
Bars abound, and even roadside shops sell all sorts of contraband; firearms are utterly insignificant here.
This is the infamous "Black Street."
It's a strange space modeled after a small, long-vanished inland county town, its entrance potentially existing in any corner of the city, yet it doesn't truly exist in reality.
This is the infamous "Black Street" among the superhumans, similar to Sakura World, belonging to another dimension, or rather, a mental space.
Some call it "Shadow Demon City."
Unless you come to Shadow Demon City, you won't know how many superhumans exist in the world: unregistered superhumans who have escaped government control, foreign mercenaries, and countless brokers who post various missions.
Yet, miraculously, it maintains a certain order. No vendettas can occur in Black Street, and no matter how ruthless a mercenary, they cannot act recklessly here; even if they covet something, they cannot kill or rob. Because "Shadow Demon City" belongs only to—Queen Jiang Yingji of the Demon City.
More importantly, no matter how powerful a superhuman is, their power is suppressed by a mysterious force, reducing their strength by one level. A Lv4 can only exert Lv3 Dangerous-level power against a Military-level being.
Even Lv5 Strategic-level superhumans are no exception.
In other words, in Shadow Demon City, the strongest cannot exceed Lv4, and the Demon City Queen has many strange "gatekeepers" under her command, each possessing power nearly at Lv4 level.
Even Strategic-level superhumans cannot run rampant here.
But Tang Lin, walking on the street, felt the constant burning and restlessness within his body, and sensed that his power was not only unaffected but also continuously increasing. He couldn't help but marvel. If it weren't for Zhao Ziran, he would never have realized that the infamous "Black Street" was actually connected to the first Strategic-level superhuman, and even considered potentially "Forbidden-level," the previous generation Martial God Li Zhiyu. Only now did Tang Lin realize just how powerful the Forbidden Level truly was. Even a mangled body couldn't define his true death.
After all, Tang Lin had personally witnessed Li Zhiyu's heart, once removed, survive independently and even possess immense energy.
This incredible world before him was merely the remnant of Li Zhiyu's consciousness, essentially a "ruin," the place most deeply etched in his memory—his hometown from childhood!
When he first heard about it from Zhao Ziran, Tang Lin was still somewhat skeptical. An indestructible body, even after death, could allow the remaining consciousness to transform into a space detached from reality—this was practically beyond the realm of "human."
Tang Lin was forced to re-examine the meaning of the so-called "Forbidden Level," and at the same time, an incredibly strong greed rose within him. If he could possess Li Zhiyu's power, who could stop him?
It wasn't even impossible for him to glimpse the realm of the Forbidden Level himself!
*Snap!*
Tang Lin clenched his fist, causing the air to explode. His choice to cooperate with Zhao Ziran had indeed yielded benefits from the previous Martial God, Li Zhiyu.
Upon arriving in this space, he felt a surge of heat throughout his body and began to greedily absorb its power. Soon, he felt his strength had increased considerably.
This was even without fully unleashing his power. Tang Lin greedily savored the ever-growing power within him, his greed burning like wildfire.
While pleased, he also felt a pang of mockery towards Luo Shaowen. He had gone through countless hardships to obtain a heart transplant, had to lie in bed every day to replenish his blood supply, and even after emerging, had to engage in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the War Queen to gradually erode Li Zhiyu's power.
But Zhao Ziran had quietly developed an even better method, utilizing bone marrow that even Luo Shaowen dared not use, and transferring it into his body.
And all of this was accomplished right under Luo Shaowen's nose. He had previously thought Zhao Zhiran was completely under his control, yet she still managed to achieve such results; he wondered how she had done it.
Zhao Zhiran's intelligence far exceeded his expectations.
But such a woman should belong to me!
Tang Lin thought to himself, his greed burning fiercely, especially when he thought of Zhao Zhiran's stunning body. Her mouth and her tender vulva were both exquisite, her mouth even surpassing the realm of perfection.
Each time, she would drain him of his senses, leaving his seminal vesicles empty, his penis numb and tingling without him even noticing!
And then there was the War Queen Tang Lanyan, the Shanghai Queen Jiang Yingji—originally unattainable for him, but if he could reach Lv5, it would mean that as long as he brought people into this space, he would be invincible.
Even Lv5 would be suppressed to Lv4.
Then he could go wherever he wanted through this space, just like Sakura Misaki. With the help of the Queen of Shanghai's pure Yin body, he might actually become the next generation's God of War!
…
Perhaps his intelligence was sucked away by Zhao Ziran's sweet talk, or he only had a vague understanding of the dangers involved, or his mind was completely blinded by greed.
Even if it were the equally greedy Zhao Hao, he wouldn't dare to accept a bone marrow transplant so hastily, because the bone marrow of a superhuman is actually a more direct source of power than the heart, and its "spiritualization" level is almost one of the highest in the entire body.
For beings like the Seven Sins Sect, who are incompatible with the pure Yang body, directly using their bone marrow would be like an old man hanging himself—
While others aren't as incompatible, they still couldn't be used so easily.
Zhao Ziran, however, is the person in the world with the highest understanding of the pure Yang body; her sweet talk has probably collected countless "samples."
It was precisely because of her profound understanding of the Pure Yang Body, and because Luo Shaowen granted her certain research rights, that she was able to create a bio-nanomachine similar to the Dantian Repair Fluid, using bone marrow to allow Tang Lin to achieve a "pseudo-Pure Yang Body."
However, this pseudo-Pure Yang Body is actually time-limited. The one she gave Xiao Dong was a masterpiece she had painstakingly created; even if she were to replicate it, she might not be able to achieve the same result.
And how could Tang Lin's crudely made version compare?
If Tang Lin could resist the temptation, it would naturally expire after a while. But if he unleashed his absorption of Li Zhiyu's remaining power, then—
A massive human bomb would be born!