Chapter 676: Great Astral Galaxy Dragon



A few days passed after Wang Jian had claimed Qing Lurou as his own, binding her to him in the same way he had bound her mother. The atmosphere within his faction was one of tension and power, as the women of the Nature Clan continued to integrate and contribute their unique abilities to enhance his strength. Yet, amidst the relative calm, something shocking occurred in the Eastern Cosmos, something that would send ripples through the entire region.

A small planet on the farthest edges of the Eastern Cosmos had been obliterated in an instant. From the remnants of the planet, a massive and ancient power surged forth, shaking the very fabric of space. Emerging from the destruction was the Great Astral Galaxy Dragon, an entity of unimaginable power and one of the Godking legacy inheritances.

This Great Astral Galaxy Dragon had long been sealed within that small planet, its terrifying power contained by restraints put in place by the ancient Godking of the Western Cosmos. Wang Jian himself had reinforced those restraints when he discovered the dragon’s existence, ensuring that it would remain bound indefinitely.

But now, against all odds, the dragon had broken free.

Wang Jian’s eyes narrowed as he realized the gravity of the situation. The dragon was now heading straight for the Western Cosmos, and more specifically, it was homing in on Yun Tian, the Godking talent who had been desperately searching for his Godking legacy. The implications were clear: if Yun Tian managed to bond with the Great Astral Galaxy Dragon, his power would soar to unimaginable heights, placing him far ahead of his peers.

Wang Jian clenched his fists, his mind racing. He had meticulously planned to keep the dragon sealed, ensuring that Yun Tian would never claim it. But now, those plans were unraveling before his eyes.

“This shouldn’t have been possible,” Wang Jian muttered to himself, pacing back and forth in his chamber. “I strengthened those restraints to a level even the strongest of beings should not have been able to break. How did it escape?”

He let out a sigh, frustration and concern mingling in his thoughts. “This will make Yun Tian much stronger… I can’t let him get too far ahead. I need to increase my own strength-and quickly.”

As Wang Jian pondered his next move, a depraved idea took root in his mind, one that aligned with his twisted desires. If he was to grow stronger, he would need to draw on every available resource, including those who were already under his control.

That night, Wang Jian called for both Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua to come to his personal chamber. The order was met with trepidation by the two women, but they knew better than to refuse. Qing Lurou, despite the resolve she had shown earlier, felt a cold shiver of dread as she made her way to Wang Jian’s chambers, her mind racing with the possibilities of what he might demand of her this time. Qing Fenghua, already broken in spirit, followed her daughter, her heart heavy with the knowledge that she could do nothing to protect her.

The chamber door closed behind them with a soft click, and Wang Jian turned to face the two women. His eyes gleamed with a mix of lust and cruel intent, a smile playing on his lips as he took in the sight of the two voluptuous beauties standing before him.

“Good,” Wang Jian murmured, his voice low and commanding. “You’re both here.”

Qing Lurou exchanged a nervous glance with her mother, her heart pounding in her chest. “What do you want from us?” she asked, her voice trembling despite her efforts to remain composed.

Wang Jian’s smile widened, and he took a step closer, his gaze shifting between the two women. “Tonight, I want both of you. Together.”

Shock registered on both their faces as the meaning of his words sank in. Qing Lurou’s eyes widened in horror, while Qing Fenghua paled, her hands trembling as she clutched at her robe.

“You… you can’t be serious,” Qing Lurou whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Oh, I’m very serious,” Wang Jian replied, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “I want to enjoy both of your bodies at the same time. And you will obey me.”

Before either woman could protest further, Wang Jian made his move. He reached out and grabbed Qing Lurou by the wrist, pulling her close. His other hand shot out to seize Qing Fenghua, yanking her towards him as well. With a swift, practiced motion, he tore away their robes, leaving them both exposed and vulnerable.

Qing Lurou gasped, trying to push him away, but he was too strong. Wang Jian’s hands roamed over her body with a possessive hunger, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She struggled briefly, but he silenced her protests with a forceful kiss, his lips crushing against hers.

Qing Fenghua, too, found herself unable to resist as Wang Jian’s hands explored her body. The humiliation and degradation she had endured in the past were nothing compared to the depravity of this moment. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the sensations, but it was

no use.

Wang Jian guided them both to his large bed, pushing them down onto the soft mattress. He positioned them side by side, his eyes gleaming with a mix of satisfaction and anticipation. “Now, let’s see how well you both please me,” he said, his voice dripping with authority.

The two women lay there, their bodies trembling with a mixture of fear and shame. Wang Jian wasted no time, his hands moving between them, caressing, squeezing, and pinching as he explored every inch of their exposed skin. His touch was rough, his fingers tracing patterns of dominance and possession on their bodies.

Qing Lurou tried to suppress the moans that threatened to escape her lips, but the sensations were overwhelming. Wang Jian’s hands were skilled, his touch igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t control. She hated how her body responded to him, how the pleasure coursed through her despite the revulsion she felt.

Qing Fenghua, too, found herself succumbing to the sensations. Her mind screamed at her to resist, to fight back, but her body betrayed her. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming to ignore. She felt her resolve crumbling as Wang Jian continued to violate her, his hands and lips leaving no part of her untouched.

Wang Jian grinned as he felt the two women begin to respond to his touch. He positioned

himself between them, his hands still working their bodies as he began to kiss and lick their skin. He alternated between them, taking his time to explore every curve, every inch of their voluptuous forms.

“Such perfect bodies,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “You both belong to me now. Your pleasure is mine to control.”

The two women could do nothing but endure as Wang Jian took his pleasure from them. He moved between them, his body pressing against theirs as he continued to explore them with a depraved hunger. Qing Lurou’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with the force of her unwanted pleasure. Qing Fenghua, too, found herself unable to suppress her cries as Wang Jian’s skilled touch drove her to the brink of ecstasy.

Wang Jian reveled in the power he held over them, his dominance complete as he took his pleasure from their bodies. He shifted their positions, exploring them in every way possible, his hands and lips leaving no part of them untouched. The bed creaked under the intensity of their movements, the room filled with the sounds of their shared passion.

He took Qing Lurou first, positioning her on all fours as he entered her with a powerful thrust.

She cried out, her body arching against him as he moved inside her with a brutal passion. Wang Jian gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he drove into her with unrelenting force. Qing Lurou’s moans filled the room, her body shuddering with each powerful thrust.

Qing Fenghua watched, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire. She hated how her

daughter was being used, how they were both being degraded, but she could do nothing to stop it. Wang Jian’s dominance was absolute, and they were both powerless under his control.

When Wang Jian had finished with Qing Lurou, he turned his attention to Qing Fenghua. He

pulled her close, his hands moving to her breasts, kneading them roughly as he began to take her in the same way. Qing Fenghua’s moans matched her daughter’s, her body responding to Wang Jian’s touch despite the revulsion she felt.

The night stretched on as Wang Jian took his pleasure from both women, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and sweat. He explored them in every way possible, his dominance complete as he drove them both to the brink of ecstasy and beyond.

By the time the sun began to rise, both Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua were utterly spent, their bodies trembling with exhaustion and the aftershocks of pleasure. Wang Jian lay between them, a satisfied grin on his face as he reveled in his conquest.

“You both pleased me greatly,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “Remember, you belong to me now. Your pleasure is mine to control, and I will take it whenever I desire.”

Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua could do nothing but lie there, their bodies aching and their minds numb. They had been thoroughly dominated, their wills broken under Wang Jian’s control. They knew that they were now bound to him in a way that they could never escape, their lives forever entwined with his.

As Wang Jian drifted off to sleep, the two women lay beside him, their minds racing with thoughts of what had transpired. They were trapped in a web of power and dominance, their fates sealed by the man who had claimed them as his own. And as the dawn broke, they knew that their lives would never be the same again.

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