On the highest terrace of the Ten Thousand Forms Massacre.
Yi Hongchen slipped off her silk robe, revealing perfect, flawless skin, white and delicate, with enchanting curves.
She was stunningly beautiful, like an imagined Divine Maiden.
Lu Chengfeng looked at her with burning eyes; now he finally no longer needed to suppress his desires. His terrifying spiritual will was unleashed, though not intentionally, it turned the sky for thousands of miles around into a shade of crimson, like burning flas.
The ordinary people in the Royal Capital noticed the change in the sky, looked up and saw crimson clouds spreading across the firmant, burning like fierce flas.
Just a glance made them feel feverish, with dry throats and an unquenchable desire flooding their minds.
"Wife, co help your husband..."
"Young lady, just seeing you makes feel hot all over, why don’t you co with , what do you say?"
"I want... I need..."
Everyone who saw the crimson clouds felt consud by desire, as if they had taken the most potent aphrodisiac. Even the most conservative and dogmatic people forgot the ti and location, so even indulging right on the street.
What was more terrifying was that this wasn’t limited to humans, even the livestock went mad.
In no ti, springti color was everywhere in the Royal Capital.
Yi Hongchen naturally noticed this situation and couldn’t help but glare at Lu Chengfeng, "Can’t you restrain your heart? These ordinary people are as fragile as ants; your heart is showing, and the desire is overflowing. If this continues, my Royal Capital will beco a den of depravity."
Lu Chengfeng was briefly stunned; he never expected such a scene. Just a slight manifestation of desire could influence all living beings in the Royal Capital.
"This..."
Seeing his bewildered look, Yi Hongchen proactively walked forward, her graceful figure swaying, creating ripples.
She tilted her enchanting face upward, her delicate cheeks exuding charm, "Spiritual Communication is essentially different from the ordinary. With the brilliance of the spirit enveloping, in just one thought, myriad beings can be made to commit suicide, or countless beings can submit."
"You refine the heart with desire, and the notion of desire is the most terrifying. The slightest touch for the ordinary is no different from falling under the divine techniques of desire. How can they resist it?"
"Below the Immortal, all are like ants. With a single thought, you can make them live, and with a single thought, you can make them die."
"Even the love and hatred of the ordinary are illusions and can be manipulated by an Immortal. With a single look, you could make all the won in this Royal Capital helplessly fall in love with you."
"If your heart is refined with anger, just one roar, and all life in the city would go mad."
"For those below the Immortal, they are no different from ants, just a fluctuation in the heart can alter their will."
"Therefore, humans do not dwell with gods."
"With the Divine Dragon nearby, just one breath, and all ants would perish."
While she spoke, Yi Hongchen had already reached Lu Chengfeng, her slender fingertips tracing over his chest, "You have mastered Spiritual Communication and cultivated divine techniques. If it weren’t for the Severance of Heaven and Earth, becoming an Immortal would be just a thought away."
"If not, how could you be fit to be under my skirt?"
"With a single thought, you could beco my follower and puppet."
Lu Chengfeng broke out in a cold sweat. Though he had known of an Immortal’s strength, he always thought it was based on power—capable of slaying countless, moving mountains, and shattering the heavens and earth.
But only now did he realize he was mistaken. Once one becos an Immortal, they are no longer ordinary. Even a single thought could annihilate the ordinary.
He was imnsely grateful that he had once escaped Yi Hongchen’s pursuit and could even conceal from her right under her nose. What kind of outco would it be if his deception was discovered?
He even thought of Xiang Qingchi and Zhu Yuxian, both won were utterly devoted to Yi Hongchen, without a hint of betrayal.
Lu Chengfeng previously assud they were manipulated by Yi Hongchen’s magic and divine techniques, but now he realized such complications were unnecessary.
His thoughts raced as he looked at the seductive, noble, and dangerous beauty before him. The fla in his heart grew fiercer, the fire in his pupils burned wildly, and then...
He growled hoarsely, "Kneel."
Yi Hongchen’s originally icy and beautiful face was now extrely enchanting and alluring, her eyes flickering as if containing the starry sky, profound and srizing, dazzling and dangerous.
Surprisingly, faced with Lu Chengfeng’s humiliating words and command, she instead licked her lips slightly, and a sultry aura spread out instantly.
"Alright, your servant will serve you well today, Sect Leader..."
As she spoke, she slowly knelt.
Lu Chengfeng hadn’t expected that a Female Immortal, originally as cold as ice, lofty and overlooking all, like a Divine Dragon coiled in the Nine Heavens, would be so obedient at this mont.
In the next mont, a cruel glint flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed the ’Fire Dragon Divine Techniques,’ releasing a fierce crimson Flood Dragon.
Lu Chengfeng held Yi Hongchen’s head firmly, standing above the Thirty-Three Layer Ten Thousand Forms Massacre, under him lay the Royal Capital...
This was the highest point in all of the Thirteen States of the Red County, and before him stood the most noble and dangerous woman in the world.
At this mont, Lu Chengfeng felt as if he had conquered the entire world.
However, he soon realized sothing was amiss.
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