In the Northern Frontier, He Sheng had come alone, without a single soldier.
He floated high in the sky, looking down below. Sensing the Northern Barbarians camp, he detected an alluring woman in a tent on the eastern side of the camp and smiled in realization.
"So that's how it is!!"
"Looks like this Oil Lamp Illusion is no ordinary Mortal Realm either. It has methods for borrowing the power of natural rules."
The alluring woman in the tent was currently meditating cross-legged, her body enveloped in a layer of azure light brimming with Natural Power. A faint aura of cultivation seeped from her.
The Northern Barbarians had relied on this alluring woman's ability to communicate with the rules of Heaven and Earth, summoning wind and rain, to advance with unstoppable force.
How could ordinary mortals who had never entered the path of cultivation and knew nothing of spells possibly contend with cultivators skilled in wielding natural rules and casting spells with a wave of their hands, relying only on cold weapons?
They could only be slaughtered and carved up.
He Sheng sneered from the sky, then flashed away. In the blink of an eye, he appeared inside the tent where the alluring woman was.
She wore a woolen fur cloak over a dark-red five-colored gown that exposed half her thighs. Her figure was graceful, her attire seductive, and an alluring charm radiated from her very being.
Anyone who looked at her would be drawn in by her beauty and fall deeply under her spell.
He Sheng's gaze swept over her entire body, his eyes openly predatory.
Without the slightest restraint, he flashed down before her and reached out to touch her delicate cheek.
A special, refreshing fragrance rushed into He Sheng's nose. Unable to resist, he leaned closer and