As the vision of Lin Yun and his subordinates continued to unfold on the shimmering surface of the Heavenly Insight Mirror, Wang Li leaned back, his movements with Zhen Qiuyue growing more languid as he watched the chaos unfold. The intricate layers of his trap were doing their work, slowly but surely tearing Lin Yun's reputation apart.
Zhen Qiuyue moaned softly beneath him, her voluptuous body moving rhythmically as she arched into his touch. Her skin glistened in the dim light of the cave, the heat of their shared pleasure intensifying the atmosphere. But even as their bodies remained entwined, Wang Li's focus stayed sharp, eyes fixated on Lin Yun's growing distress.
Lin Yun's attempts to navigate the traps had been growing more desperate by the moment. His earlier confidence had melted into frustration, his energy reserves dwindling with each failed escape. But it wasn't just his physical state that was unraveling—it was his standing among his peers.
Wang Li smirked, adjusting his grip on Zhen Qiuyue's hips as he watched Lin Yun stumble into the next phase of the trap. This one had been carefully designed, not to harm the body but to lay bare the mind. The Soul-Severing Abyss was a creation of Wang Li's dark ingenuity, a trap that forced those ensnared within it to confront their innermost thoughts, revealing them in vivid detail for all to see.
As Lin Yun and several of his subordinates found themselves caught within its misty confines, the atmosphere among the Devil Sect members shifted. Curious glances were exchanged as the first of the trapped disciples began to struggle, the air around them thickening with spiritual energy that seemed to pulse with a life of its own.
Then, one by one, the hidden thoughts of those trapped began to manifest in the form of ethereal images, projected for all to witness.
A young disciple was the first to reveal his inner thoughts—a mix of envy toward his peers and a desperate desire for recognition from his elders. It wasn't particularly shocking, but it drew murmurs of interest from the crowd. Soon after, an elder's thoughts were revealed—schemes of betrayal, ambitions for power, and disdain for Lin Yun's leadership.
The images lingered in the air, confirming the authenticity of the trap's ability to expose true thoughts.
"This trap," Zhen Qiuyue gasped breathlessly between moans, her nails digging into Wang Li's back, "it's showing their real thoughts... they can't hide anything."
Wang Li's lips curled into a cruel smile, his pace with her slowing but never halting. "Exactly," he said, his voice low and thick with satisfaction. "It's perfect. They'll turn on each other soon enough. Lin Yun's downfall is sealed."
The real shock, however, came when it was Lin Yun's turn.
Lin Yun, already worn down from the earlier traps, was unable to resist the pull of the Soul-Severing Abyss. The mist coiled around him like serpents, probing deep into his mind, and then, to the horror of those around him, his innermost thoughts began to materialize.
What appeared before the gathered crowd of Devil Sect members was a series of visions so depraved, so deeply rooted in Lin Yun's darkest desires, that even the hardened warriors of the sects could not help but recoil.
But the damage was done. His words rang hollow in the face of the undeniable truth that had been laid bare for all to see. The more he spoke, the more pathetic he appeared. His attempts to regain control only deepened the disdain in the eyes of those around him.
One by one, his subordinates began to turn their backs on him, muttering among themselves. The women in particular looked at Lin Yun with nothing short of disgust, and the men, though less vocal, could not hide their disappointment. This was not the leader they had believed in.
Zhen Qiuyue gasped softly, her nails dragging down Wang Li's back as she reached another peak, her body trembling against his. "He's lost them," she whispered, her voice heavy with pleasure and satisfaction. "He's lost everything."
Wang Li's breathing quickened, his thrusts deep and measured as he relished the moment. "Yes... and now, all that's left is to watch him fall."
Though Lin Yun's group eventually managed to escape the **Soul-Severing Abyss** with their physical forms intact, the emotional and psychological damage was irreparable. No one spoke as they regrouped, but the tension was palpable. The women, once loyal and devoted, now kept their distance from Lin Yun, their expressions cold and indifferent.
Even the men, though they did not voice their disdain openly, no longer looked at Lin Yun with the same respect.
Lin Yun, for his part, remained silent, his face pale and his expression hollow. He knew, deep down, that his reputation had been shattered. No amount of victories in battle could repair the damage that had been done to his standing within the sects. His lust, his depravity, had been exposed for all to see, and now, he was a man without honor, without loyalty.
Wang Li watched all of this through the Vision Talisman, his hands still firmly on Zhen Qiuyue's hips as he thrust into her with slow, deliberate movements. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched Lin Yun's silent defeat, the once-proud leader now nothing more than a broken man.
"Perfect," Wang Li whispered, his voice barely audible as he leaned down to kiss Zhen Qiuyue's neck. "It's all gone perfectly."
Zhen Qiuyue sighed in contentment, her body still trembling from the aftermath of their shared pleasure. "You've destroyed him," she murmured, her voice filled with admiration. "Lin Yun... he's nothing now."
Wang Li grinned, his teeth flashing in the dim light of the cave. "Exactly as I planned," he said softly, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist. "Now, his men will abandon him. His allies will turn their backs. And the Devil Sects will crumble from within."
Zhen Qiuyue smiled up at him, her eyes filled with adoration. "And you... you'll rise to take his place."
Wang Li's gaze hardened, his expression filled with cold ambition. "Oh, I will," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Lin Yun's downfall is just the beginning. Once his reputation is in tatters, everything he's built will come crumbling down with it."