Chaos Spirit Field

At this moment, the Lustful God King suddenly became dazed. Zhao Shanhe was delighted, knowing that his charm had worked! He seized this fleeting opportunity without hesitation, and in a flash, he rushed towards the Myriad Worlds Channel.

Watching Zhao Shanhe's departing figure, the Lustful God King didn't chase after him. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile, and he muttered to himself, "What an interesting little bug! I want to see where you can escape to."

As he finished speaking, the surrounding red mist gradually gathered together and transformed into people in red. They lifted the restored sedan chair and left the area.

Elsewhere, Zhao Shanhe raced along, smoothly entering the Myriad Realms Channel. As he passed through the Myriad Realms Channel's teleportation array and arrived in the Divine Realm, a surge of oppression washed over him, his body feeling as if shackled, and he struggled to breathe. He took a deep breath, trying to adapt to the Divine Realm's surroundings. Just then, he suddenly spotted a group of men in red, carrying a red sedan, approaching.

Zhao Shanhe's eyes widened, and he said in shock, "You little bitch, you're really haunting me. I was clearly teleported to the Northern Divine Territory, so how could I still run into you?"

The Lustful God King sat in his sedan chair and couldn't help but laugh when he heard Zhao Shanhe's words. "Wu people, gods like you who haven't registered with the Divine Court can only be teleported to the nearest divine realm. This king sees that you have great talent, so I'll give you another chance. As long as you sign the slave contract obediently, this king can spare your life."

Zhao Shanhe replied with a firm look in his eyes: "I would rather die than be without freedom! In that case, you forced me to use my ultimate move! Today, I am willing to sacrifice my blood to the divine axe in order to obtain the power to destroy the world!" After saying this, he resolutely smashed the weapon in his hand to pieces, as if performing a mysterious and solemn ceremony.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe's actions, the Lustful God King couldn't help but feel a sense of vigilance. Then, there was a deafening roar, the earth trembled, and a cloud of dust rose up in the sky.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, a huge crater suddenly appeared on the flat ground. Fragments of divine artifacts were scattered within the crater, but Zhao Shanhe was nowhere to be seen. The Lustful God King keenly sensed the faint spatial fluctuations lingering in the air. His lips curled slightly as he muttered to himself, "You even understand spatial formations! Do you think you can escape my grasp like this? How naive!" With that, he swung his hands violently, chanted a spell, and shouted, "Explode!"

Zhao Shanhe suddenly stumbled in the dimensional space. The red mist he had previously absorbed exploded. Seeing the divine power within him gradually dissipating, he quickly calculated with his fingers. After determining the direction, he unhesitatingly urged the limited divine power he had to perform spatial flashes, rushing towards the glimmer of hope...

The Lustful God King frowned and uttered a sigh, "This little bug actually uses the divine weapon of the Array Master. How interesting! But it's a shame that he's so smart that he even thought of escaping after being struck by the Source of Lust. If he doesn't get timely treatment, he'll gradually become a foolish mortal. What a waste of such a great talent."

Zhao Shanhe is proficient in the art of deduction. He has been acting all the time. The purpose of doing so is to attract the attention of the God of Lust. The result is very ideal and the hatred value is maximized.

As the saying goes: Even the wisest man can make mistakes, and if you walk by the river often, you'll inevitably get your feet wet. Zhao Shanhe had underestimated the power of the Lustful God King and the might of the source of lust. His divine power gradually dissipated, his soul tormented by lust, his body consumed by the flames of desire, even his clothes scorched. In his daze, he felt a body as cold as ice, and like a thirsty fish finding water, he slurped up the sweet juices.

Feng Shiya always sleeps like a normal person after practicing the Law of Nature. She likes to sleep without clothes, so that she can be closer to nature and better understand the laws of life.

Because she was in the heavily guarded Divine Palace, Feng Shiya relaxed her guard and slept soundly. In her hazy sleep, she felt a passionate man in her arms, and he kissed her on the lips.

It was obvious that this man was Zhao Shanhe. He had completely lost his mind, completely immersed in desire. If he had retained any sanity, he wouldn't dare to be so bold.

Feng Shiya, however, was the almighty Divine Emperor, the daughter of the Divine Venerable Source of Nature, and the most noble woman in the Eastern Divine Realm. The cultivation method she practiced presented a unique problem: after practicing, she experienced a brief period of weakness, similar to a withered tree returning to life. During this period, her realm would decline from the late Divine Emperor stage to the early stage, giving Zhao Shanhe an opportunity to exploit.

In reality, this was just an excuse Feng Shiya made up for herself. After all, it was unacceptable for a dignified God Emperor to be violated by an ant less than a God King. She looked down at the man in her arms, her heart filled with pity, and she had no desire to kill him. As for why this happened, even she couldn't explain it.

Zhao Shanhe's current situation was not optimistic. Although the Lustful God King's ultimate move, "Source of Lust," had been dispelled, the God Emperor's full-strength palm strike was no easy task. Feng Shiya couldn't be blamed for this; it was a natural reaction to being frightened.

It had to be said that the Holy Body of Creation was indeed resilient. Not only had it withstood the Divine Emperor's blow, but it had also instinctively carried out its mission. The power of desire was truly terrifying. The moment Zhao Shanhe kissed her, Feng Shiya was completely captivated. She found herself completely powerless against this man, and she didn't know why.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Shanhe opened his eyes, feeling aches all over his body and no strength left. He found himself lying in the arms of a beautiful woman. The feeling was similar to that of those disciples of the Chan Sect back then. He wanted to die and said angrily, "I am no longer clean, Lustful God King, please kill me."

Feng Shiya said coldly: "Boy, this is the God's Palace. I am not that perverted Lustful God King. You have defiled my innocence. How do you plan to die?"

When Zhao Shanhe heard that this person was not the Lustful God King, the haze in his heart disappeared without a trace. He said in a gentle tone: "Beautiful lady, what is your name? I will take responsibility for you."

Feng Shiya said fiercely, "My name is Feng Shiya. You, a pervert, have tarnished my innocence. I will tear you into pieces."

When Zhao Shanhe heard Feng Shiya introduce herself, his heart skipped a beat. He'd actually slept with a Divine Emperor. Wasn't that like an old man seeking death by hanging himself? Then he thought, since he was a Divine Emperor, why wouldn't he resist? He grew bolder and said, "Wife, I'm terribly sleepy. Let's talk about it after I wake up." He shifted in Feng Shiya's arms, finding a comfortable position, and then fell back asleep.