In the crater, Yang Kai and Xue Yue faced each other, pressed tightly together, each clearly able to feel the heat of the other's skin and smell the other's breath.
Yang Kai held her in a crushing embrace, his two arms exerting such force that they nearly broke her delicate frame.
Xue Yue's beautiful face drained of color. The aggressive invasion of that scorching, iron-hard object between her legs threw her heart into chaos. She immediately realized what was happening, and her body began to tremble. Deep within her stunning eyes, fear and horror welled up. She involuntarily clamped her legs together, trapping the monstrous head of that beast and refusing to let it near her sacred territory.
Yang Kai shuddered, his expression growing even more blissful and intoxicated.
Xue Yue's gorgeous legs—their skin fair, tender, and smooth—clasping together like that brought him indescribable pleasure and satisfaction, causing his killing intent to falter yet again.
"I... I'll fight you to the death!" When had Xue Yue ever suffered such humiliation? She let out a hysterical shriek. In this moment, she was no longer the third young master of the Heng Luo Trading Company—calm, composed, and graceful under pressure. She was like a madwoman, eyes brimming with fury, and somehow summoning strength from nowhere, she struck Yang Kai twice with both palms. A fleeting seven-colored dark light erupted from those palms.
Bang, bang...
Yang Kai felt as though struck by lightning. His body lurched, and he opened his mouth to spray a mist of golden blood all over Xue Yue's face and hair.
His condition was poor as well. Earlier, in order to lower Xue Yue's guard, he had deliberately taken one of her strikes to close in on her. Now, after being hammered twice more, Yang Kai had reached the end of his strength. His expression suddenly withered.
Under those two palm strikes, the injuries he had just begun to recover from worsened once more.
Xue Yue, mad with fury, dug her fingernails into Yang Kai's flesh with all her might, clawing and tearing strips of meat away. Then she opened her mouth and bit into his shoulder and chest, resisting with everything she had, as though determined to drag him down to mutual destruction.
She possessed at least the cultivation of a Great Emperor, second stage, though due to that disaster she could barely exert even thirty percent of her usual strength. Yet this kind of desperate struggle was still more than Yang Kai could handle. In an instant, he was drenched in blood, his body covered in strange bite marks...
"Courting death!" Yang Kai roared and drove a vicious punch straight at Xue Yue's beautiful face. There was not a shred of tenderness in him.
The blow snapped Xue Yue's head to the side. Her cheek seemed to swell from the impact, and the force sent both Yang Kai and Xue Yue tumbling toward the ground.
Before they landed, Yang Kai abruptly twisted her body so her back faced him. His arms still locked around her in a tight embrace, pinning her arms so she could no longer claw or bite at his flesh.
Xue Yue struggled and resisted, refusing to yield an inch. Every part of her body that could be used became a weapon, continuously inflicting wounds on Yang Kai as she tried to break free from his grasp.
Boom, boom, boom...
The two of them rolled back and forth in the crater on this dead star, exchanging fists and kicks while pressed together in the most intimate of positions—yet fighting like mortal enemies.
Dust rose in clouds. From time to time, a flash of light would burst forth.
But both of them were growing weaker by the moment, until neither could move at all.
Heavy panting filled the air. They lay in a spot within the crater, chest pressed against back, motionless, both staring up at the cold, dark expanse of the starry sky.
At some point, Yang Kai's hands had crossed over to cup Xue Yue's two full, firm breasts. The astonishing sensation transmitted through his palms sent a jolt of energy through Yang Kai's spirit—as though he might instantly regain his vigor.
When Xue Yue had been in male form, Yang Kai had never guessed she was so well-endowed. But now, with those peaks truly gathered in his palms, he couldn't help but marvel at the woman's generous assets.
Yang Kai's hands were quite large. Yet even so, a single palm could not fully cover one jade peak.
The small, exquisite nub rubbing against his palm—the jade peak was scorching hot, soft, yet possessed astounding elasticity.
Yang Kai couldn't help applying a bit more force, gripping hard.
A seductive note escaped from Xue Yue's throat. Her head tilted slightly upward, seemingly in some discomfort from the squeezing, but more than that, she burned with shame and indignation.
Yang Kai paid her no mind, turning instead to savor the stimulation her smooth back and perky rear brought him.
Though Xue Yue's body bore many wounds and was streaked with blood, her skin remained fair and snow-white, possessing the lustrous sheen of a newborn, an alluring glow. During their earlier rolling, Yang Kai had fully experienced the allure of her full, round, perky rear. Those two cheeks continuously pressed against his most vital region, driving Yang Kai to a fever pitch of stimulation and ecstasy, his mind rising and falling, unable to settle for the longest time.
That towering, fearsome length had been trapped all along in the valley between her cheeks. It seemed that one shift of his body would break through that final barrier and utterly claim this woman.
This intimate position brought their most private parts into flush contact.
A drop of warm liquid suddenly rolled onto Yang Kai's arm. The soft sound of Xue Yue weeping drifted up.