Liu Ruyan let out a cry of pain. She felt her consciousness being torn apart, and the fragments of her memory were like fallen leaves blown by the wind, floating in the illusion.

At this moment, she could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

All the memories of past hard training were being stripped away and transformed into pure energy flowing into Li Lingge's body.

But at the same time, her mind was still feeling the extreme pleasure brought by Li Lingge's contradiction.

Her body and soul were experiencing extreme pain and extreme happiness. At this moment, she could no longer tell the difference.

Li Lingge's eyes gradually turned into pure gold, and he sighed with contentment.

"As expected of the Hehuan Emperor Body, a rare sight in a century. This power is truly intoxicating."

Ever since he searched Zhao Huaner's soul, he knew almost everything about the Hehuan Tantric Sect.

If he didn't know about Liu Ruyan's special physique, why would he waste time acting with her?

Liu Ruyan's delicate body trembled, her long hair was disheveled, and her skin, which was originally as white as jade, began to lose its luster.

She could clearly feel that her cultivation was dissipating at an alarming rate.

The divine power that once flowed through the meridians like a river is now reduced to a trickle, and then even the trickle gradually dries up.

"stop……"

Liu Ruyan raised her hand with difficulty, trying to use some hand gestures to resist, but found that she was unable to perform even the simplest hand gestures.

Her fingers trembled. The strength that once moved mountains and filled the sea was now a luxury.

Li Lingge leaned over, his red lips almost touching Liu Ruyan's earlobe.

“The feeling of being drained of one’s essence is like a tree being uprooted, with all life force cut off.”

As he spoke, he formed his five fingers into claws and pressed them hard on Liu Ruyan's heart.

"ah!"

Liu Ruyan let out a heart-wrenching scream. She felt as if her heart was being grasped by an invisible hand, and the last of her original strength was forcibly extracted.

Her vision began to blur, her ears began to ring, and even the pain seemed distant.

The illusion began to collapse, the peach trees withered, and the pavilions collapsed.

Liu Ruyan lay on the ground, watching her Taoist foundation and her imperial body completely shatter, turning into golden light and merging into Li Lingge's body.

Her cultivation level plummeted all the way from Divine Lord to Sacred Lord to Lord God... and finally even the most basic sense of divine power disappeared.

Li Lingge didn't stand up until the woman in his arms was completely drained.

He felt satisfied as he felt the powerful divine power flowing through his body. With a slight wave of his hand, the illusion was completely shattered.

"I have reached the second level of Immortal Emperor. I would like to thank the fairy for the gift."

Li Lingge left these words and his figure gradually faded away.

Liu Ruyan lay on the cold ground, feeling unprecedented emptiness and vulnerability.

Her body was as light as a feather, yet so heavy that she couldn't move at all.

At the last moment, she saw her long hair turning gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The darkness completely devoured her consciousness, leaving only the figure in white robes walking away.

Outside the cave.

Three female disciples in lavender dresses were gathered on the stone path. They seemed to be casually admiring the flowers and chatting, but their eyes kept glancing towards the cave shrouded by the barrier.

"Senior Sister Liu has truly found a treasure this time." A female disciple with a mole on the corner of her eye half covered her mouth with a round fan. "I heard that young man is extremely handsome."

The round-faced female disciple next to her licked her lips and said, "I'm going to play with you for a while."

For the newly initiated disciples, it is a blessing to be able to use such "talents".

The air was filled with the sweet scent of peach blossoms, but it couldn't hide the greed gleaming in the eyes of these women.

They are all outer disciples of the Hehuan Tantric Sect, and usually they eat the leftovers of their senior brothers and sisters.

Even if they can only get a trace of Yang energy, it will be enough to greatly improve their cultivation.

"Calculating the time, it's time to end." An older female disciple looked towards the cave, a gleam in her eyes. "Senior Sister Liu is always punctual."

As if in response to her words, ripples suddenly appeared in the barrier outside the cave.

The female disciples immediately straightened their clothes and assumed a respectful attitude, but their eyes were flashing with hungry anticipation.

The stone gate made a dull roar, but what came out was not the expected warm fragrance, but a cold air with the smell of rust.

The figure that trampled the peach blossoms on the ground froze the charming smiles on everyone's faces.

Li Lingge was playing with a jade hairpin, which was Liu Ruyan's magic weapon that she never left behind.

When the round-faced female disciple saw the figure coming out, the round fan in her hand fell to the ground.

Li Lingge was dressed in a white dress as white as snow, and her face was so rosy that it almost glowed.

"This, this is impossible..."

The female disciple with a mole at the corner of her eye took a half step back, her voice stuck in her throat.

There was an instant of dead silence outside the cave. More than a dozen pairs of eyes widened to their limit, staring at the cauldron that should have been drained of its yang energy.

Not only did Li Lingge walk out alive, but there was also a terrifying energy flowing around him.

"What's going on everywhere?"

"Could it be that Senior Sister was attracted by his beauty and let him go?"

"That's impossible. If that were the case, why would Senior Sister bring him into the cave and keep him there for so long?"

"That's right, do you think Senior Sister Liu is a vegetarian?"

Li Lingge seemed to have just noticed the female disciples outside. He tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up in a perfect arc.

"Are you fairies waiting for someone?"

His voice was very gentle, but it made all the female disciples feel as if they were falling into an icy cave.

The round-faced female disciple's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. She clearly saw Li Lingge playing with a familiar phoenix-head jade hairpin in his hand. It was the hair accessory that Liu Ruyan never took off.

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