As the Smoke-Ribbon Cloud Veil appeared, the clear sky around them turned into a place wreathed in hazy mist. Gauzy veils danced, and the lewd, lilting moans of the voluptuous woman within drifted out, stirring the soul.
Even Lu Xiaotian, whose Primordial Spirit was exceptionally strong, couldn't help glancing over. The voluptuous, elegant woman's ability to ensnare the soul was probably even greater than Luo Ping'er's. However, Luo Ping'er had been born with a bewitching constitution, while this woman's allure was acquired later in life, so the two were not truly comparable. If Luo Ping'er cultivated this sort of lascivious art, she would likely be even more bewitching.
Lu Xiaotian had yet to be enveloped by the Smoke-Ribbon Cloud Veil, but even he couldn't stop his thoughts from wavering. Lian Yue, trapped inside the veil, was clearly undergoing a far greater trial than he was.
Farther away, Qiao Lan fought fiercely with the yellow-haired elder. Luo Qian was thoroughly enjoying the battle. Though his magical power was not as abundant as that of the Yin Corpse Boy, the lightning behind him crashed against the surging corpse aura like a raging tide, and he was holding his own.
The Lesser Xun Demon Bull Seal was no ordinary treasure. Fearing that Lu Xiaotian might come to harm, the Eight-Legged Demon Bull Beast did not attack anyone else, but instead fought alongside Lu Xiaotian against the golden-horned demon bull Niu Tan.
Even with the Misty Sword Formation and several demon weapons summoned by the Eight-Legged Demon Bull Beast, they were still struggling against the Lesser Xun Demon Bull Seal.
Neither magical treasures nor demon weapons could be perfect in every way. Their strength was only relative. When cultivators of the same realm fought, the outcome depended on whether their attributes countered one another,