Chapter 1708: The Furious Zhen Linshuang

On the altar, the fire whip danced wildly like a fiery python, emitting scorching and frenzied whizzing sounds through the air. Later, as the whip shadows grew so dense they seemed to transform into a curtain of crimson light, enveloping Zhen Linshuang's figure within.

Zhen Linshuang's well-proportioned, voluptuous delicate body curled up tightly, allowing the countless fire whips to strike her body without resistance. Streaks of fiery-red marks densely appeared on her fair skin, only to be repaired in the blink of an eye.

Li Luo's eyes were completely blood-red, his face filled with brutality and viciousness, as the Joyful Demonic Flame burning madly within his body tried to drown out his rationality.

The Joyful Demonic Flame was indeed terrifying beyond imagination.

However, the current situation had also exceeded the expectations of the Joyful Desire Demon King.

Li Luo's desire poison had been triggered to the extreme, but his method of resolving it was somewhat different... The Joyful Desire Demon King had attempted to use lust to stir the deepest, most primal desires within a person's heart. Once the controlled one sank into carnal pleasure, a demonic mark would be planted, transforming them into a puppet of desire.

But now Li Luo had taken this approach instead...

This resulted in the Joyful Desire Demon King having no medium through which to plant the demonic mark to control the two of them.

For a moment, in the blood moon formed by the enormous blood pupil in the sky, a furious emotion surfaced. The "Joyful Desire Demon King" glared with rage at Li Luo, who was swinging the fire whip, wishing he could devour him alive and flay him.

How could this beast be so perverted?

Crack crack crack crack!

But at this moment, Li Luo, with his brutal expression, clearly had no interest in caring what the "Joyful Desire Demon King" was thinking. As the fire whip condensed from the Great Formless Fire continued to swing, the lust within his body began to recede at an astonishing speed, and the fiercely burning Joyful Demonic Flame also showed signs of dimming.

Blocking is not as effective as guiding; Li Luo used this method to gradually dissolve the desire poison.

Within those blood-red, brutal pupils, a sliver of faint clarity gradually began to emerge.

Rationality began to return bit by bit.

Then, within Li Luo's pupils, the reflection of Zhen Linshuang's trembling figure—curled up tightly, enduring his torrential barrage of whip strikes—appeared.

The hand swinging the fire whip suddenly stiffened.

Li Luo's face was filled with horror.

Holy shit, what am I doing?!!

Cold sweat slid down Li Luo's forehead. He had actually been madly whipping Zhen Linshuang, this mother-of-a-violent-dragon, with a fire whip? And demanding over and over that she call him master? He had truly gone mad!

Given Zhen Linshuang's temperament, once she recovered, wouldn't she grind his bones and scatter his ashes?

Li Luo swallowed hard, awkwardly twisting his neck. Then he saw the Yin Nether Underworld King, Ao Yan, Li Li Tianji, and others who had been fighting fiercely in the distance of Long Abyss—all had stopped their clashes at some unknown point, each staring in this direction with bizarrely strange gazes.

Clearly, they had also witnessed the previous scene.

Li Luo's mouth twitched uncontrollably, because he saw the two Dragon Race Three-Crowned Kings, Lu Song and Jin Zhang, staring at him with gazes like they were looking at a dead man.

After all, they knew their clan leader's temperament all too well.

How could this Li Luo be so brave?!

"Damn it, I didn't want this either! Who told her to channel so much Joyful Demonic Flame into me all at once? It already exceeded my limit of endurance!" Li Luo inwardly cried out in endless bitterness.

However, if one set aside the issue of face and dignity, this outcome could already be considered very perfect.

Li Luo could feel that the Joyful Demonic Flame within him and Zhen Linshuang had begun to recede under that previous torrential barrage of fire whips, and neither of them had fallen into the Joyful Desire Demon King's scheme.

The most dangerous situation had already been overcome through this bizarre method.

But... how should this end?

While Li Luo stood dumbfounded on the spot, Zhen Linshuang, who had been curled up and trembling incessantly, also noticed the halt of the whip shadows. Her previously pinned-up silver-white long hair had long since fallen loose, soaked by dripping fragrant sweat, clinging to her gorgeously flushed cheeks.

She buried her cheeks within her silver-white hair strands, her breathing rapid, her eyes hazy and misty. The frantic burning from the Joyful Demonic Flame and the eruption of desire poison, combined with the emotional shock and fury brought by Li Luo's countless fire whips, caused Zhen Linshuang to be in a state akin to being broken.

Her mind was still filled with the sound of the fire whip swinging and Li Luo's voice, brutal to the extreme.

At the same time, the bewitching whispers from the Joyful Desire Demon King echoed in her mind like demonic music, the two mingling together, driving one to madness.

But coincidentally, with every strike of Li Luo's fire whip condensed from the Great Formless Fire, the pain brought by the Joyful Demonic Flame would weaken somewhat. This was what allowed Zhen Linshuang to desperately cling to her last sliver of clarity.

And now, the fire whip had suddenly halted.

A look of pain immediately surfaced on Zhen Linshuang's cheeks. In her haze, like a drowning person desperately grabbing at lifesaving things around her, an almost inaudible murmur escaped her red lips.

"Mas... master."

The voice was barely audible, yet it fell into the ears of Li Luo, who was right beside her.

Li Luo's scalp instantly exploded. For a moment, he almost turned and ran. It's over, I've broken this Zhen Linshuang. Would this Dragon Race's Li Li Tianwang let him off the hook?

Moreover, as that faint murmur fell, Li Luo clearly sensed Zhen Linshuang's body seemingly stiffening at that moment. Clearly... that murmur had startled herself awake as well.

Li Luo could feel an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation emanating from within Zhen Linshuang's body. At the same time, the Joyful Demonic Flame burning within her began to dissipate at an astonishing speed.

The domineering, overbearing mother-of-a-violent-dragon seemed to have returned.

Li Luo's expression turned unsightly, and his footsteps couldn't help but quietly retreat.

She wouldn't beat me to death, would she?

Under Li Luo's extremely wary gaze, Zhen Linshuang, whose body had been curled up, slowly propped herself up. She seemed to take a deep breath, and her loose silver-white long hair automatically gathered together, transforming into a noble and gorgeous hair bun pinned up.

Then she stood up. The gorgeously flushed cheeks from before were now covered in a thick layer of frost. The hazy, misty look in her beautiful eyes had transformed into vast, surging killing intent, almost taking on tangible form.

Purple-gold dragon scales emerged from beneath her skin, ultimately transforming into a purple-gold dragon scale battle armor that clung to her delicate body. Her tall, well-proportioned figure, set off by this battle armor, revealed even more astonishing, domineering curves.

Her slender hand clenched, and a heavy, immensely weighty purple-gold dragon halberd flashed into existence.

Her fully armed appearance instantly erupted with a shocking, heaven-shaking pressure.

At this moment, Zhen Linshuang was truly an ultimate Three-Crowned King standing at the pinnacle of the Ten Great Outer Shenzhou!

Her face was covered in frost. The tip of her dragon halberd scraped across the ground, sending up sparks, and then she walked toward Li Luo step by step.

Li Luo was startled at the sight and hurriedly said, "Clan Leader Zhen, let me explain..."

A terrifying gust of wind came rushing toward him.

Li Luo retreated in horror. Just as he was about to resist, he found the gust of wind in front of him rapidly weakening, finally landing before him. He looked closely and his face immediately showed astonishment.

It was a purple-gold dragon crystal, and within the dragon crystal emanated an extremely vast, dense aura of ancestral blood.

"Clan Leader Zhen, this?" Li Luo asked in astonishment.

Boom!

But Zhen Linshuang's face was icy cold, and she gave him no response whatsoever, because her figure suddenly shot out violently at this moment, and the void shattered like layers of glass with a deafening crash.

Countless spatial fragments became a torrent, sweeping up Zhen Linshuang's figure.

She appeared almost instantly before the Zhu Xuan Yin Underworld King and Ao Yan.

The Zhu Xuan Yin Underworld King and Ao Yan were both greatly shocked, and without hesitation channeled their full power, their vast origin attacks pouring out.

Zhen Linshuang swung her Dragon Halberd; the cry of a Heavenly Dragon rang out across the entire Dragon Domain.

A purple-gold blade of light came slashing down, and a chasm tens of thousands of miles long stretched out from the Dragon Abyss.

The Zhu Xuan Yin Underworld King and Ao Yan instantly vomited blood and were blasted back ten thousand miles.

A single strike repelled two peak Three-Crowned Kings!

But Zhen Linshuang did not pursue; instead her figure shot straight up into the sky, her beautiful eyes fixed dead on that blood moon, and at the same time a voice brimming with violent killing intent exploded across the upper sky of half this Zhu Xuan Ling Outer Shenzhou.

"Joyful Desire Demon King, get down here and die!"

"Today this King will surely cut you down!"