Meanwhile, as Konrad drilled Selene's c.u.n.t, within one of the Heaven Warding Temple's most secretive chambers, a riveting, warlike woman clad in crimson armor sat crossed-legs.

　　Her hands clutched her cuisses, threatening to crush the goldy metal while protruding veins bulged on her temple and she bit her lower lip. Naturally, that woman was Blood Nether.

　　"Prof...ane...creature...oooh...d.a.m.n you!"

　　Blood Nether groaned, letting a treasonous pleasure moan escape her full lips.

　　"See? Just two weeks of warm embraces and s.e.xual delight and you already know how to refer to me proper. Now that's what I call progress."

　　Konrad, or rather, the Konrad-Devil within Blood Nether's heart chortled. In the weeks following their first clash, Konrad didn't give her a second of respite, wreaking and tormenting her from inside out. If at first a great show of willpower allowed Blood Nether to resist his internal a.s.saults, she now only hung by a thread.

　　In her trillions of years of existence, never did Blood Nether experience such a setback. Even the road to Transcendence wasn't that harrowing!

　　"Of course it wasn't. You Transcended in the Firmament. That's cheating. Try doing it in a Lower Realm."

　　Konrad chided, effortlessly reading through Blood Nether's intimate thoughts. In the time spent within her Dao Heart and mind, he'd acc.u.mulated a vast pool of useful knowledge - especially regarding the Firmament. Things such as Firmament Fruits, Paradises, and of course, the Firmament Tree. Now, Konrad knew exactly why his Myriad World Immortal Blood had reached a bottleneck.

　　His understanding of Regretless' forces also rose to new heights. But when again exposed to Konrad's dominion of her inner self, Blood Nether exploded!

　　"d.a.m.n son of a b.i.t.c.h! I will peel off your skin!"

　　She snarled as her trembling face and cheeks reddened in outrage.

　　"Oh? Dirty talking? I like! Unfortunately, I'm not uncut, but I'm sure we can work something out."

　　Konrad gleefully replied, and as his voice rang in her mind, Blood Nether could feel invisible hands grope her a.s.s cheeks, b.r.e.a.s.t.s and c.u.n.t from beneath the armor's clad. Though she knew all occurred in her mind, she couldn't shake the feeling of shame and disgrace welling up within her chest.

　　"Shame...less motherf.u.c.ker!"