Outside the Thousand Petal Demonic Lotus Realm, within the thick demonic clouds that churned without rest, Liao Ruiheng stood against the wind in a resplendent red robe.
His gaze fell upon the figure standing quietly at the heart of the array within the forest.
Even though two Fifteenth Order Extreme Demonic Cultivators had just perished within this man's array—one of them a prodigy who had forged the Profound Origin Dao Foundation—not a trace of heartache or anger could be seen on Liao Ruiheng's handsome, almost demonic face.
Instead, the playful smile at the corner of his lips grew ever deeper. His strange mismatched eyes, one black and one red, gleamed with the excitement of someone who had discovered a novel toy.
"Interesting..."
A nearly inaudible murmur slowly slipped from Liao Ruiheng's lips. It began as a deep, magnetic male voice, yet by the end, it carried a feminine trailing note that was soft and seductive to the bone. Blended together, they formed an eerie charm that made one's hair stand on end.
To Liao Ruiheng, the deaths of a few Fifteenth Order Extreme Demonic Cultivators, even prodigies who had forged the Profound Origin Dao Foundation, were no more than insignificant ripples in the long river of time. They could not stir a single wave in the lake of his heart.
But discovering something truly interesting—such as this seemingly ordinary little Array Master who constantly brought unexpected surprises—was far more important than such tedious losses!
"Brother Kuang..."
Liao Ruiheng slowly turned his head, his mismatched eyes, seemingly capable of stealing souls, looking toward the towering figure beneath that brilliant crimson sun opposite him.
At this moment, Liao Ruiheng's voice had completely become that of a gentle, alluring woman, like a lover whispering by one's ear. Carrying an indescribable seductive power, he