"Something's wrong! This pink mist is poisonous—it's Charm Poison!"
A burly Devil Lord from the Chiyang Demonic Sect shouted, instinctively circulating the Blood Fiend Demonic Art to resist it.
It would have been better if he hadn't circulated his power.
The pink Dao Rhyme seemed like a cat catching the scent of blood, surging wildly into him along the patterns of his Blood Fiend Great Dao.
In less than three breaths...
This Devil Lord, who had slaughtered countless people and struck fear into all who heard his name, suddenly let out a soft moan.
Half of his mountain-like body went limp. His copper-bell eyes glistened, and he turned to the Junior Brother beside him, speaking in a coquettish, breathy voice:
"Junior Brother... I... I'm so hot..."
Junior Brother: "???"
The Junior Brother's scalp prickled and his soul nearly fled his body. He turned and tried to run.
But the pink Dao Rhyme was faster.
"Ah!"
The Junior Brother let out a scream as the demonic light protecting him completely collapsed. His whole body went limp as though his bones had been pulled out, and he toppled into his Senior Brother's arms.
"Senior... Senior Brother... me too..."
"Ah, don't come near me!"
Xizhou erupted into chaos!
"Demonic magic! This is demonic magic!"
"Don't circulate your power! The more you circulate it, the more—"
An Elder of the Qing Mu Spirit Race shouted a warning, but halfway through, she suddenly covered her mouth.
She cultivated the Wood Spirit Vitality Great Dao, the most enduring and gentle of all. But now, the pink Dao Rhyme flowed along her ceaseless cycles of spiritual power, filling her to the brim.
A flush spread across her cool, otherworldly face at a visible pace, coloring even her neck pink.
The Green Jade Scepter clattered from her hand.