Extra: Nine Secret Realms of Love
The depths of the abyss's chasms aren't always pitch black and silent. Occasionally, they give rise to bizarre spaces that defy common sense and illogicality. A mixed team of elite Celestial and Ghost warriors, led by Emperor Shitian and Asura, is now trapped in such a place.
What lay before him was not the jagged rocks or filthy swamps he had expected, but a boundless, softly fluorescent lake. Countless gigantic, crystalline prisms rose above the surface, refracting a hazy, dreamy light. The air was filled with a sweet, yet intoxicating fragrance.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, the road ahead... has disappeared." A Celestial Clan soldier reported nervously. The passage they came from had been silently closed at some point, leaving only this quiet yet eerie lake around them.
Ashura's brow furrowed, his crimson eyes scanning the surroundings. His powerful senses seemed to be disturbed here. "It's a sealed secret realm," he concluded, his voice low. "Let's find a way out."
Everyone dispersed to investigate, and soon discovered an even more disconcerting phenomenon—their divine powers and ghostly energy were stagnant, barely functioning at even 10% of their usual levels. Worse still, the prisms in the center of the lake seemed to be slowly shifting, silently altering the layout.
A tiny golden lotus condensed from the tip of Emperor Shitian's finger. It trembled and flew towards a prism. The moment it touched, ripples appeared on the surface of the prism, and a passage of ancient, blurred text emerged. He concentrated on deciphering it, and after a moment, a trace of indescribable embarrassment crossed his usually calm face.
"How is it?" Ashura walked up to him.
Emperor Shitian tilted his head slightly and spoke in a very low voice, almost a breath: "...It says above that this realm is the 'Abyss of Emotions'. Only by sensing the deepest emotions can the door to life appear. It requires...the fusion of the spirit and the body to activate the hub and open the passage."
Asura paused. His sharp, silver-gray eyes instantly turned to Indra, questioning him with disbelief. Indra nodded gently, confirming that he hadn't misunderstood the cryptic ancient language—this damned secret realm required them to engage in intimate acts, generating a sufficiently intense "emotional" energy, before they could find their way out.
Behind them, there were dozens of soldiers from the Celestial Clan and the Ghost Clan waiting for orders in confusion and anxiety.
The two looked at each other and saw the same difficulty and embarrassment in each other's eyes.
"Everyone, rest where you are and maintain alert. Do not approach the center of the lake without permission." Asura was the first to react, commanding in a deep voice with undeniable authority. Although the soldiers were confused, they still dispersed and formed a cordon at a distance.
Asura grabbed Indra's wrist and quickly dodged behind a blind spot formed by several giant prisms. The crystalline prisms blocked most of the view, but they couldn't completely mask the sound and presence.
The space was small, and the two of them were almost pressed together, and they could clearly feel each other's breath and body temperature.
"What a ridiculous secret realm!" Indra sighed softly, his ears turning slightly red. He could feel the burning heat coming from Asura, even higher than usual.
"Quick victory, quick resolution." Asura's voice was a little hoarse. He lowered his head to look at Indra's pair of golden eyes that were so close to him. The emotions in them were complicated and difficult to discern, including shame, helplessness, and a hint of familiar, subtle provocation.
Their subordinates were outside, and any excessive movement might attract attention. In this environment, secret intimacy was more nerve-wracking than open lovemaking.
Asura's palm caressed Emperor Shitian's lower back. Through the luxurious yet thin robe, he could clearly feel the curve of his flexible waistline. Emperor Shitian's body trembled slightly, but he didn't push away. Instead, he raised his face and put his lips close to the corner of Asura's lips, like a silent invitation.
It was a kiss of extreme restraint and yet intense passion. Their lips pressed together, cautiously, afraid to make even the slightest sound. But the tremor of their tentative tongues was more heart-pounding than any intense embrace. Indra could feel the muscles in Asura's arms tense, the force of his embrace nearly crushing him, yet he controlled himself at the last moment, clinging tightly to them.
Their auras intertwined, gradually becoming scorching hot. The hidden golden lines on Indra's body began to glow faintly, especially on his waist and thighs, where Asura's palms were covering them. The skin temperature there rose noticeably. Asura's fingertips accidentally brushed the edge of the leg ring, feeling the subtle trembling and rapidly rising temperature of the skin beneath.
Indra suppressed the subtle sobs that threatened to escape his throat and buried his face deeper into Asura's neck, breathing in his unique scent, a mixture of gunpowder and scorching sun. Asura's kisses fell on his ears and neck, leaving traces of wet heat, but he carefully avoided any places where they might leave obvious marks.
This furtive, stifled intimacy, like a smoldering fire, spawned a unique, uncontrollable thrill. Emotions accumulated and fermented amidst repression, becoming ever more intense.
Just when Indra felt that his consciousness was about to be submerged by this silent wave, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that light began to flow rapidly inside a huge prism beside him.
——Success!
He suddenly bit Ashura's lower lip, signaling him to look over there.
Asura raised his head, lust still lingering in his crimson eyes, but he had already keenly noticed the changes in the prism. The light within converged into a clear portal shape.
At this moment, a puzzled voice of a ghost soldier came from not far away: "Your Majesty? Are you okay over there? There seems to be light..."
Ashura immediately used his body to completely block Indra, pressing him into his arms. At the same time, he turned his head and said in a voice with a hint of displeasure at being interrupted and his usual majesty: "Nothing. We found the exit, prepare to assemble!"
His voice was as steady as a rock, without any trace of the hoarseness and emotion from a moment ago.
In his arms, Indra quickly straightened his slightly disheveled robes and took a few deep breaths to suppress the blush on his face and the strange sensations in his body. When Asura slightly released him, he transformed back into the holy, calm prince of the Celestial Clan, though a lingering glint of water and a shimmering wave of emotion lingered in the depths of his golden eyes.
Two people walked out from behind the prism, one in front and one behind, with normal expressions, as if they had just conducted an ordinary investigation.
Only they themselves knew that their accelerated heartbeats had not yet completely calmed down, their skin pressed tightly together remembered each other's temperature and touch, and the sweet scent that permeated the air, was a charming taste that belonged only to the two of them after being moved.
Ashura pointed to the glowing portal and ordered the team to pass through quickly.
The moment before stepping into the light gate, he seemed to reach back unintentionally and tightly grasped Indra's wrist with such force that it almost left fingerprints, and then quickly let go.
Indra lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up in a very shallow arc that no one noticed.
The light gate slowly closed behind them, leaving the strange secret place and the unspoken secrets within it in the crack of the abyss.
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