... With every word she spoke, Queen of Anguish felt her heart sink a fraction deeper. Facing the male who now commanded her very existence, Queen of Anguish Infidi had never known such absolute despair, to the point where she now debased her own dignity with pleas for his mercy.

Yet, Lei Dong seemed not to hear her words, continuing to channel his formidable divine sense, forming a devouring force that slowly began to wrench free her very soul. “Master, this lowly servant, Queen of Anguish, has already submitted. This humble slave begs the great Master to spare her life.

After all, Infidi might still serve some small purpose in your great endeavor to unify the Three Realms.” The opening of these words, coming from Ming Ji, sounded somewhat plausible. But then, her true nature began to reveal itself. Sensing that Lei Dong seemed to heed her advice and lessened the pulling force of his divine sense, she started infusing him with darker thoughts, using a seductive, honeyed voice to tempt him: “Moreover, Master, the Mistress is not by your side now.

You are a strong and magnificent male; surely, you need some outlet for your desires?” As Lei Dong glared at her fiercely, Ming Ji showed no shame, but rather pride: “Master, if you look at Ming Ji that way, how can Ming Ji possibly serve you? Ming Ji is merely a consciousness now, without even a soul. Even if I wished to serve you, I am powerless.

Although this Demon Queen is merely a common flower to the Master, she possesses great vigor and a resilient physique. You could ravage her, whip her, however you please; she could endure it all completely. Even if you crippled her, with the bloodline talent of the Higher Demons, she could recover with ease.

She would be quite useful.” Even in his current state, Lei Dong felt an urge to crush her instantly. What kind of existence had forged such a character and disposition in her? “Furthermore, this lowly servant Infidi has just enjoyed an Immortal Clan woman.

This slave took a quick look earlier; that Immortal woman is decent looking, and her strength isn't bad either. Master, think of it: a deeply depraved Demon Queen, and a transcendent, ethereal Fairy, both prostrate before you, available for your every whim, desperately craving your pity—what a magnificent spectacle that would be?” Ming Ji let out an exaggerated, lewd laugh, ceaselessly pouring her vile, twisted thoughts into Lei Dong’s mind. Normally, Lei Dong might have possessed the self-control to resist this.

However, currently in a state of unparalleled power, he was already agitated, volatile, and experiencing intense exhilaration. Lei Dong's self-control was at an extremely weak ebb; merely maintaining a shred of reason was commendable, let alone exercising any real self-restraint. Hearing Ming Ji’s vivid and intensely explicit words of temptation, his mind unconsciously began to conjure the scenes she described.

Once he started imagining, his vital energy surged restlessly, and he began to breathe heavily. Truthfully, Lei Dong had always managed his desires quite capably. But as Ming Ji pointed out, humans have their urges.

Moreover, his current body was a Demonic Body; every life factor within him was entirely that of a Higher Demon King. The Demon race’s bloodline and life factors inherently contained elements of savagery, cruelty, bloodlust, impulsivity, and lust. Essentially, these factors were triggered by self-generated hormones that fueled these desires, thereby influencing the way the spirit-soul thought.

If one possessed strong self-discipline, that was one thing. But the Higher Demons were immensely powerful, and external restraints upon them were few. Consequently, almost every Demon indulged themselves completely, allowing their desires to develop to the extreme.

Once an urge arose, the first impulse was to fulfill it, not to control it. Just like now, Lei Dong’s intense desires had been stirred. Yet, the soul’s self-control and restraint were at their lowest point.

Thus, upon seeing Queen of Anguish howling miserably before him, apart from the excitement derived from bloodshed and savagery, another wave of intense, thrilling desire erupted. He wanted to drag her down, to furiously couple with her, to achieve complete release. Unknowingly, he withdrew the vortex of his divine sense, letting the weakened Queen of Anguish fall.

The more painful her appearance, the more excited Lei Dong felt, fueled by an overwhelming urge to lash her mercilessly. Seeing her Master swayed by her temptations and seemingly moved, Ming Ji trembled with excitement. She turned towards Queen of Anguish and began her own coaxing: “Lowly slave, Demon slave, the Master shows heavenly grace by sparing your life.

Why do you not immediately kneel to thank the Master and crawl to pleasure him? Let me tell you, our Master’s temper is not good. If you cannot satisfy him to the absolute limit, you are doomed.

Hurry and pour all your desire into the Master, use everything you have, strive with all your might to appease him and please him.” Ming Ji’s words seemed imbued with a mysterious, hypnotic power, possessing unparalleled persuasive force. Queen of Anguish, already teetering on the brink of collapse, immediately adopted an obsequious expression. Obeying Ming Ji, she prostrated herself and trembled as she spoke, “This demon slave thanks the Master for sparing my life.” With that, as if possessed, she truly crawled over like a dog, her delicate body shaking, seeking out the formidable weapon on Lei Dong’s demonic frame.

She opened her mouth and swallowed it whole. It had to be admitted, the regenerative capabilities of the Higher Demons were terrifyingly immense. Moments ago, Lei Dong had beaten her into an unrecognizable state, her face bruised and swollen, yet in a short while, she had recovered to her usual stunningly seductive appearance.

This sight completely ignited Lei Dong’s desire. A look of excited satisfaction crossed his lips. He pressed down on Queen of Anguish’s head and powerfully...

... After a long while, the pent-up desires exploded outward. That feeling of exhilarating release made Lei Dong’s spirit-soul sink into oblivion.

Simultaneously, Ming Ji, who had been moaning incessantly by his ear to heighten the excitement, crawled close to him and whispered in an almost inaudible tone: “Master, I will teach you a method to completely conquer this utterly depraved demoness, ensuring that her body and soul are bound to you forever, never to betray you. All you need to do is...” It was a wicked technique: during the act of coupling, at the moment the female reached her peak climax, the male would brand his soul imprint deep within her spirit-soul. She would worship you, depend on you, and even be willing to die for you.

However, Lei Dong, with a sliver of rationality remaining, felt this method sounded strangely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before. Right, King of Sacred Radiance—it seemed King of Sacred Radiance had used this method to control King of Flowing Moon. Though, even until King of Flowing Moon’s death, Lei Dong couldn't tell if she had truly loved King of Sacred Radiance devotedly or if her mind had been ensnared by that evil technique.

Or perhaps, both were true. What Lei Dong did not know was that the source of King of Sacred Radiance’s evil art originated from the very evil Ming Ji whispering in his ear. It was not that Ming Ji had directly taught the method, however.

The predecessor who held the Banner of the Underworld had been a Shadow Demon from the Abyss Domain. And it was Ming Ji who had taught this method to that Shadow Demon. Unfortunately, that Shadow Demon perished before its plans could come to fruition, killed by the Winged God Clan.

Eventually, the Banner of the Underworld and the evil art itself fell into the hands of the Winged God Clan. Because the Banner of the Underworld was damaged, the Winged God Clan, despite knowing its formidable reputation, had no use for it and merely tossed it into their treasury. This continued until Dantai Bingyun, using a specific resonance left within the Banner by her master, tracked it down to the Winged God Clan and tricked them out of it.

The Winged God Clan possessed a treasure mountain yet remained ignorant, thinking the Banner of the Underworld seemed weak whenever it appeared, thus overlooking its true potential. Only those exalted beings who had lived long enough within the Three Realms truly understood the formidable power of the Banner of the Underworld. The ordinary Lei Dong might not have been interested in such an evil technique.

But at this moment, Lei Dong’s willpower was at its nadir. Though he had just released himself upon Queen of Anguish, under her ceaseless, fawning provocations, the extinguished fire of desire roared back to life. Hearing Ming Ji’s rambling explanation of the technique in such an intensely seductive manner, it sounded rather interesting and practical, so he decided to try it out on Queen of Anguish.

Moreover, without an effective means of control, Lei Dong dared not trust a dangerous character like Queen of Anguish to help him manage affairs. Harboring these complex thoughts and the surging tide of desire, Lei Dong roared, pushing the voluptuous, seductive, and utterly captivating Queen of Anguish onto the ground, and without a shred of tenderness, thrust himself deep into her body. ...

After conquering her for a full half-day, Lei Dong had released himself upon her multiple times. Each time, the pleasure resonated from his soul down to every single life factor. And each time Queen of Anguish Infidi reached her apex, he utilized the method taught by Ming Ji, sending his divine sense deep into her spirit-soul to brand an indelible mental imprint belonging only to Lei Dong.

By periodically reaffirming the branding, over time, that spiritual imprint would become a permanent fixture in her soul, ensuring nothing but loyalty, adoration, and devotion toward Lei Dong. Queen of Anguish was truly remarkable; amidst Lei Dong’s furious ravaging, she employed countless methods to please him, allowing him to experience a satisfaction almost unprecedented. Lei Dong even sensed his desire for this particular kind of release growing stronger with each encounter.

“Master, it is time to experience the bliss of the Immortal and Demon flying together,” Ming Ji began again, whispering her seductive counsel near his ear. ...To be continued)