Until it enveloped the entire Mount Xianglu, no matter how strong the Demon Lord's power was, how keen and vigilant he was, in the end, he would still step into my Formation and be within my control—truly an unfailing strategy.
However, because the Demon Lord had suddenly decided to stroll around Chang'an and met the number one Oiran, Chu Lian'er, in the White Jade Tower, the two had discussed some musical theories on the bedchamber.
It had delayed for far too long.
As a result, the trap had already been automatically triggered, and this miasma capable of stirring desires had merged with the mist, drifting toward them, already pervading the Ten-Mile Gallery.
Because she had forgotten this matter, and from the start was distraught and lacked her previous composure, she had forgotten to activate the restraint planted within her in advance to block this fog from entering her body.
