The pattern on the lamp's body flickered as swirls spun in circles. A flame was spontaneously ignited at the mouth of the lamp, giving off an inexplicable demonic charm as it danced. It was like a seductive woman twisting her waist while dancing.
Zhou Wen's gaze was attracted by the strange flame as though it was the most beautiful woman in the world. He couldn't help but become engrossed, unable to shift his gaze away from the flame.
He was extremely determined, so when he felt that something was amiss, he forcefully shifted his gaze away from the flame.
However, when his gaze moved away from the flame, he was attracted by the shimmering patterns on the bronze lamp. Only then did Zhou Wen realize that the patterns weren't simple patterns. Instead, they were ancient words. The demonic powers contained in them were countless times stronger than the flame, making him unconsciously attracted.
