These enchanting and suggestive beauties were simply too much for any ordinary man to bear; they'd likely become intoxicated, losing all sense of day and night, season upon season, until their deaths.
However, for Zhou Heng, whose mental fortitude was extraordinarily strong and whose divine soul was no weaker than any Secret Sixth Rank, who was also adept in various illusion techniques and martial arts, these were hardly worth mentioning.
Facing these voluptuous women who approached him with swaying grace, he remained utterly unmoved. With a flick of his fingers, invisible sword qi erupted in succession, and in the blink of an eye, these women were struck into bloody messes.
Innate Formless Sword Finger.
Moreover, under Zhou Heng's sword qi onslaught, the elegant manor was no exception to the destruction—it shattered on the spot. Soon after, everything before his eyes began to distort and gradually fade away.
