Zheng Ming was a bit pissed off at the address this person used for him, his mind flickered with thoughts, and "A Thought Gives Birth to Demons" was instantly cast by him.
The person suddenly felt as if countless alluring women were throwing themselves at him; his face flushed red, and despite wearing a robe, a certain area was embarrassingly tented.
Lord, this is a First Grade Grandmaster, and if placed among the Canyon Thirteen Nations, even though "A Thought Gives Birth to Demons" could affect a First Grade Grandmaster, it would only take a moment for them to regain their senses.
Even the Xie Family Ancestor, a first-grade grandmaster, was far superior to this chap.
Pathetic, when it comes to mental fortitude, even less than a third-tier warrior of the Great Jin Dynasty, truly a disgrace to first-grade grandmasters.
