Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road

As it turned out, they found themselves at the heart of the Abyssal Throne Ruins. The air here was thick and charged, making every breath feel like a struggle. Nevertheless, she and the others pressed forward, determined to navigate this treacherous landscape.

The only apparent escape from this labyrinth was to venture deeper into its most perilous depths. Despite their numerous attempts to flee, every path they took seemed to lead them back to this very spot, as if unseen forces compelled them to return.

The next day dawned stormy and relentless, with rain pounding down and fierce winds howling around them. Seeking refuge, the group scrambled to find shelter.

They discovered a cave nestled within the mountains. After clearing away debris, they illuminated the dark space with night pearls infused with spiritual essence, casting a soft glow around them.

"I’m going to take a bath," she announced, disappearing into her Ethereal Small World without hesitation. She felt no fear of her master discovering her secret; after all, he was already aware of it.

Xiong Zi Ying was not surprised by her sudden vanishing act. He recognized her portable space and felt a warm sense of trust from her towards him.

Inside the Ethereal Small World, she found herself covered in grime and dust, her hair tangled and brittle. Like any woman, she relished the thought of a good cleansing.

She quickly stripped off her robes and slipped into the bubbling embrace of a spiritual hot spring. The comforting heat enveloped her, washing away the impurities, as her skin regained its softness and warmth. Her hair, once disheveled, was restored as well.

Surrounded by an array of colorful flowers thriving near the hot spring, she didn’t need shampoo or perfume; the flora worked their magic, leaving her feeling refreshed and fragrant.

As she prepared to emerge from the hot spring, she unexpectedly collided with a solid, muscular frame. The firm contours of a man’s abdomen brushed against her slender figure, and before she could react, a silky ribbon was tied around her eyes.

Suddenly blinded, she sensed another imposing presence approaching her from the front. He leaned in, capturing her lips with a fervent kiss, his tongue entwining with hers in a possessive embrace.

The man behind her wrapped his strong arms around her waist, showering her neck and back with heated, possessive kisses.

She felt at ease, knowing that within this small world, the only beings present were those close to her. It was only her husbands who ventured into this space together, while her partners refrained from entering the spiritual hot spring.

"A’Zhi, A’Yang, you’re here," she called out after breaking free from one of their kisses, feeling the soft caress of a tongue on her earlobe from behind.

Strangely, as she spoke their names, both men momentarily stiffened, though it passed in the blink of an eye, and they resumed their intimate exploration of her skin.

"Did something happen? Why were you both so tense just now?" Her suspicion rose as she attempted to untie the ribbon, only to be gently restrained by one man while another seized her chin, coaxing her lips open with a commanding kiss.

With the ethereal flowers surrounding them, the air was heady with their intoxicating scent, mingling with their breaths and enveloping her in a haze of sensation. It felt odd; they typically took turns with her, but today, they were here together.

"A’Zhi, A’Yang, why are you so quiet?" she asked, puzzled.

Her questions remained unanswered, but soon, she was lost in their passionate embrace, overwhelmed by their fervent movements that ignited her senses.

"You’re unusually intense today, hmm,!!" she gasped, her voice tinged with a blend of surprise and allure.

Her soft, silken hair intertwined with theirs, one man’s hair had a striking contrast, half snow-white like winter, the other half a deep purple reminiscent of plum blossoms set aflame.

On top of his head, two pointed fox ears twitched excitedly. His picturesque eyebrows matched the color of his hair. His skin was as white as polished crystal, and his purple eyes glittered like gemstones. His face was ethereal yet seductive, like an enchanting fox spirit luring people into temptation. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

The man’s usually cunning expression cracked at this moment, replaced by a pair of possessive eyes filled with desire. He obsessively kissed her, his arms tightening around her as if she were his prey. He wanted to devour her whole.

Another man stood beside him, equally striking but exuding a cold, god-like presence, an ice-sculpted beauty. His long lapis-colored hair was wet, with some strands tangled with her silken white hair. His usual icy expression softened, his frigid blue eyes melting like thawing snow as he gazed at her.

His naturally pale blue lips, which only added to his mysterious charm, now traced along her collarbones, neck, and back. His sharp teeth nipped at her skin, leaving countless love marks, a possessive declaration that she was his.

Shenlian Yingyue’s charming red lips were captured by theirs, every inch of her body being caressed, kissed, and cherished. Her slender neck was nibbled, her soft breasts squeezed.

Her tender, blooming cherries were teased and sucked, igniting waves of pleasure. Hands roamed her delicate curves, gripping and playing with the supple flesh of her round, perfect buttocks.

The two men groaned in satisfaction as they finally sheathed their powerful dragons within her delicate, flowery cave and forbidden entrance. Their voices were low, husky, and filled with passion. Despite their hunger, their movements were somewhat clumsy, as if they were inexperienced.

"Huh? Why do your voices sound strange today? And why do your movements feel so unskilled?" Even as she was consumed by pleasure, she still retained some clarity of thought.

Two inexperienced men: "....."

The men exchanged glances and nodded in silent agreement. Soon, the room was filled with the harmonious moans of a woman entwined with two passionate lovers. Shenlian Yingyue could no longer think; she could only surrender to the fire of desire they had ignited within her.

"So huge, husbands," she gasped, shivering from the overwhelming sensation of fullness.

They were enormous, thick, and impossibly long, stretching her insides, stirring her very soul.

Her delicate walls clenched tightly around them, struggling to accommodate their sheer size, yet she endured, not wanting them to blame themselves for causing her discomfort. Even through the pain, she did not frown.

The two men, though proud of their size, quickly noticed her discomfort. Slowing their movements, they patiently waited for her to adjust. Their hands caressed her, coaxing her body to relax as they skillfully stimulated her flowery cave, encouraging it to release more nectar, easing their way inside.

Their gentle care warmed her heart. She smiled and nodded. "Husbands, go on. I’m okay."

They watched her intently, ensuring she was truly fine before resuming their passionate movements. Though mindful of her comfort, they could not suppress their instinctual need to claim her.

Even as they restrained themselves, their deep thrusts were anything but gentle. Water splashed around them as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. She lay weakly in their embrace, surrendering to their desires, allowing them to do as they pleased.

At first, their inexperience was evident, they were awkward, unsure of themselves. But soon, they learned, their movements becoming smoother, more refined, sending her spiraling into endless waves of ecstasy.

"Ahhh,!!" she cried out, her mouth falling open as she reached another peak with them.

Before she could catch her breath, her lips were seized in a fierce kiss by the man with the icy blue eyes. Their tongues tangled as he devoured her, claiming her breath as his own.

"Uhhhh, huhhhh,!!!"

Each time the men reached their peak, phantom shadows emerged behind them, one, a majestic nine-tailed fox; the other, an ancient imposing white tiger.

Perhaps a few rounds in the spiritual hot spring were not enough. They carried her to their chambers, ready to begin yet another night of endless passion.