Plunged into absolute stagnation, a state of total stillness and silence. Not even the air particles created by the artificial atmospheric formations moved. The figure's of Wei Wuyin, Bai Lin, the unconscious male, and Yue Songli were frozen. From Wei Wuyin's warm smile, the glint of exhaustion and comfort from expecting Wei Wuyin's soft caress, to the self-contained elation and buoyant peaks of flesh, they were all as still as a painting.
"Again!" A snarl of outrageous erupted, downright exploded from Wei Wuyin's chest as a torrent of air exploded outwards! A series of throbbing heartbeats resounded, carrying the draconic roars that induced ceaseless quivers.
Wei Wuyin's eyes changed, eight stars manifested themselves within his pupils, and seven of them radiated intense brilliance, burning and bright. In a single breath, seven lights suffused his eyes, surrounding those silver irises that reflected incredible spirituality.
