I let the corpse of Sect Master Bai Zhengming slip from my fingers, watching his broken body tumble through the air before it hit the shattered stone with a wet thud.

The bastard had lasted longer than I'd expected, but not by much.

"Pathetic," I muttered, surveying the carnage spread out below me.

The fight had been suspicious from the start.

Those Nascent Soul elders hadn't been trying to win—they'd been positioning themselves in a specific pattern, their movements too coordinated, too deliberate.

When I'd caught the first hints of formation energy building between them, I'd made a decision that went against every tactical instinct I'd developed.

Instead of precision strikes to disable the formation, I'd gone full fucking nuclear.

My Great Vehicle cultivation had erupted outward like a cosmic bomb, raw power radiating in all directions without restraint or efficiency.

I'd been wasteful, excessive, using ten times more qi than necessary—but it had worked.

The shockwaves alone had shattered bones and liquefied organs, turning the would-be formation masters into paste before they could complete their trap.

The sect master had been the only one strong enough to survive the initial blast, and even then, only because I'd wanted him alive long enough to answer questions. Questions he'd taken to his grave with that smug fucking smile.

I was about to descend when a familiar aura blazed across my enhanced senses, approaching fast.

My lips curved into a genuine smile as I recognized the crystalline signature of my hot MILF wife.

Feng crested the ridge like an avenging goddess, her massive tits heaving with exertion, black hair whipping in the wind, her torn robes doing absolutely nothing to hide the magnificent curves of her thick body. Ice crystals still sparkled in her hair, and her pale blue eyes were wide with something that might have been relief.

The moment she saw me hovering there unharmed, her carefully maintained composure shattered completely.

"Tianlong!" she cried out, launching herself into the air with a burst of ice-enhanced qi.

I caught her as she crashed into me, her soft warmth pressing against my chest as her arms wrapped around my neck with desperate strength.

Her full breasts mashed against me, the familiar weight and heat of her body instantly grounding me after the cosmic-level violence I'd just unleashed.

I buried my face in her silky black hair, breathing in her scent—winter frost mixed with that subtle feminine musk that always made my cock twitch, "Feng... I'm alright."

She pulled back just enough to look at my face, her hands frantically checking for injuries that weren't there. "I knew you'd be safe, but we have to move now—"

I grinned, letting my hands slide down to cup her plump ass, squeezing the firm flesh through her torn robes, making sure to make my fingers dig into them, spreading while holding both that doesn't seem to quite fit in my hand, stretching as if wanting to try them once, as I already had checked my other two vibes ass tigtness. "Come on, wife, how can you be so horny right after I just killed half a sect?"

Under normal circumstances, she would have blushed and scolded me for being inappropriate. Instead, she grabbed my face with both hands, her eyes wide with genuine panic.

"Stop! This is not the time for jokes!" Her voice cracked with urgency. "She's arriving!"

My grin faded as I heard the terror in her voice. "Who?"

"The Frost Wyrm Empress!"1

'!?!'

Every muscle in my body went rigid.

That name...

ALERT!

[ Catastrophe Level Threat Detected: Survival Rating 0.0001% ]

[ Attack Strength beyond Host's present capabilities. ]

I looked up toward the sky, my enhanced senses suddenly picking up something that made my blood turn to ice.

A shadow was falling from the clouds above—not a normal shadow, but something vast enough to eclipse mountains.

As it descended, I could make out the shape: a massive draconic hand, scales each the size of buildings, claws that could tear through dimensional barriers like paper.

"I-It's impossible, why so soon," I breathed.

The hand struck.

The force that slammed into us defied every law of physics I understood.

It wasn't just weight or pressure—it was compressed authority, the kind of power that existed before the realms had names, before cultivation was even a concept.

I felt my Great Vehicle cultivation base, which had just moments ago been erasing entire sects without effort, compress like a deflated balloon.

The cosmic forces I commanded were suddenly as relevant as a child's toys in the face of this ancient, primal dominance.

Both Feng and I were driven into the ground with bone-crushing impact.

The already-shattered mountain peak cratered further beneath us, stone liquefying under the impossible pressure.

My perfect, enhanced body—which had shrugged off tribulation lightning and sect master attacks—screamed in protest as something fundamental tried to crush it out of existence.

Through the dimensional chaos, I felt familiar presences being yanked through space.

Yue materialized beside us with a sharp crack of displaced air, her bronze body hitting the ground hard enough to bounce.

Even through the pressure, I could see she was unconscious, her fierce green eyes closed, blood trickling from her nose.

I realized that not only had she arrived, but the formation had also reactivated just by the sheer force of her arrival.

'The binding formation,' I realized with growing horror. 'They weren't trying to capture just me—they were targeting all of us simultaneously.'

The bracelet containing the Pleasure Palace pulsed against my wrist, its dimensional barriers holding but straining under the cosmic forces pressing against it.

At least Mei was safe inside with that mysterious spirit, protected by layers of folded space.

But Feng and Yue...

I turned my head, the simple motion requiring more effort than ascending to Great Vehicle realm had taken, and saw both of my wives unconscious beside me.

Feng's pale skin was flushed with strain, her massive tits rising and falling in irregular gasps.

Yue looked even worse, her bronze complexion gone ashen, her small but perfect body curled in on itself.

The pressure increased, and I felt my bones beginning to creak.

The mountain beneath us continued to compress, each heartbeat driving us deeper into the liquefying stone like we were sinking into quicksand made of cosmic force.

My vision began to blur red as blood vessels burst in my eyes.

My jaw clenched so hard I heard teeth crack, but I managed to force words past my compressed throat:

"STOP, LILIANA!"

My eyes were trembling, pupils dilating, as there was nothing I could do right now except for this. She was far beyond my strength.

"Uggh.... Haah.... Haaah...." I fell on my elbow, gasping clearly, the moment that crushing weight vanished instantly.

I felt my head ringing, meridian twisted, Qi rampaging, blood streaming from my mouth as the sudden release of pressure sent shockwaves through my battered body.

The silence that followed was deafening—even the wind seemed afraid to make noise.

'Why... why so soon... no, why is she even here?'

Slowly, painfully, I pushed myself up to a sitting position, my arms shaking with the effort, Mind completely thrown out of every single plan I had. The power levels, system, everything had just been silenced at the sheer amount of force I felt. And the realisation of knowing who was behind of it just made my blood went cold.

It was impossible for her to be here... but she was somehow Not just here, but was after me.

Feng and Yue remained unconscious beside me, but their breathing had stabilized now that planet level of pressure was gone.

Holding them with my hand visibly trembling as I grabbed my wrist, trying to stop it. Just not out of the pressure but it was trembling due to fear too.

Then came the voice.

The voice that I only had read at max few times in the whole story and every time it arrived, the damages were simply at the level of realms.

Just like how it was mentioned within the novel, the voice didn't come from any particular direction—it simply existed, filling the air itself with words that carried the weight of geological ages.

When it spoke, mountains trembled and the very concept of defiance seemed to wither away.

But to me who unlike just stories these people might knew, I knew the power of the one behind those words far bettee than them.

It was for me the voice of death.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME, HUMAN?"

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