One!
Two!
Three!...Nine in total.
Just nine assassins were enough to plunge all of Blazing Flame City into chaos. Over the past days, one powerhouse after another had fallen to their hands. The entire city was filled with rage—every cultivator wished they could devour these assassins alive. Without hesitation, the nine were surrounded the moment their presence was confirmed.
Boom!!
A thunderous roar erupted as scarlet runes lit up across the city walls. In an instant, they formed a glowing barrier that enclosed the entire war city, turning it into an isolated realm. Unless this barrier was broken, no one could leave.
"So these are the assassins from the Eternal Night. They really are well hidden. This black mist merges you with the void and the darkness itself, concealing your presence entirely. No wonder you've been able to kill at will inside the city without leaving a trace. The depth of Eternal Night's foundation… it's more formidable than I expected."
Yi Tianxing's gaze fell on the assassins, a strange expression crossing his face.
"Lord of Great Yi, Emperor Yi Tianxing… I didn't expect you to appear in Blazing Flame City. Without you, these useless fools could never have found us. We were defeated not by this city—but by you, Emperor Yi."
A voice echoed out from among the nine assassins.
As everyone looked over, they saw black mist dissipating from one of the assassins, revealing her true appearance.
Hiss!!
In that instant, countless cultivators across Blazing Flame City gasped. Pupils constricted sharply, their eyes reflecting an indescribable astonishment, even obsession.
A woman.
A woman of devastating beauty.
Not merely stunning in appearance, but irresistibly seductive from the very essence of her being. Every strand of her hair, every inch of her skin exuded overwhelming allure. Her beauty wasn't just skin deep—it was bone-deep. Every movement, every breath, captivated the hearts and souls of all who beheld her.
Charm.
Yes, the power of pure, boundless charm.
It radiated from her naturally, inescapably, with no power able to suppress it. Her presence was irresistible—her appearance alone enough to make anyone lose control. She combined a peerless visage with innate charm that was utterly devastating.
No one could compare.
"A Succubus!!"
The Lionheart Crown Prince gasped, voice trembling.
The truth of her identity was now clear.
"She's a succubus! Don't look directly at her!"
Lei Xiaotian shouted in warning.
Succubus were among the most terrifying races from the Eternal Night World. Each one possessed beauty that could shame and envy any woman under heaven, paired with innate, devastating charm. Their allure knew no bounds, able to enchant any male being regardless of race. Every succubus was a coveted treasure for powerful cultivators—men were known to offer anything to claim one as a lover or concubine.
On the battlefield of the bedroom, they brought pleasures unimaginable. No one could resist them. Their beauty rivaled the legendary Nine-Tailed Celestial Foxes of the Eternal World.
Countless powerhouses had clashed over them—bloody wars, endless duels, and more than a few infamous tales of tragedy.
They cultivated a technique known as the Demonic Scripture of Three Thousand Favored Charms ("三千宠爱魅魔经"). It allowed them to draw out their charm to the absolute limit. The more love and adoration they received from others, the more powerful and overwhelming their charm became. Eventually, they could reach a level where a single smile could bewilder all beings—enchanting the heavens, bewitching all living things.
They could literally absorb the energy of adoration and turn it into power. It was a mysterious and terrifying magic art.
This woman clearly stood among the top of her kind. The moment her true form was revealed, the force of her charm surged out and engulfed the entire city. The Lionheart Crown Prince's warning had no effect. Countless cultivators remained locked on her, mesmerized. Their infatuation only deepened—many were on the brink of kneeling before her.
One could clearly sense it—a formless energy of affection was flooding toward her. With each passing moment, her charm intensified, transforming and growing even more entrancing.
Soon, all would be her captives—enthralled at her feet.
"Emperor Yi, do you think I'm beautiful?"
The succubus looked at Yi Tianxing and smiled with devastating allure. That smile was like a field of blooming flowers—blissful and intoxicating.
Yi Tianxing said nothing. His eyes were calm, unshaken.
It wasn't that she wasn't beautiful. Nor was her charm weak. It was simply that, with the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower guarding his soul, no external force could touch his spirit. At all times, the Innocent Heavenly Melody Sacred Tree (无邪天音宝树) resonated in his heart, bathing his soul in music and keeping it pure and unshaken.
Yi Tianxing appreciated beauty—but hers was merely superficial. A means to an end. A weapon.
It could not touch his heart.
His gaze was utterly clear, completely unaffected.
But others were not so lucky. Even Wu Wudi and others showed traces of infatuation in their eyes.
"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
The succubus turned her gaze to the entire city and pouted seductively.
"Beautiful!!"
Voices cried out in unison, unable to hold back. Every gaze fell on her. None could look away.
It was a compulsion, irresistible.
"Then tell me… am I more beautiful with clothes, or without?"
She giggled.
"Without!!"
Shouts rang out across the city. Eyes blazed like fire, almost burning with desire.
"Then… don't you want to know what I'm wearing under this?"
She teased again.
"YES!!"
The voices were deafening. Breaths grew heavy. The tension was unbearable.
With a giggle, she removed her outer garment. A sheer robe fluttered through the air, carried by fragrance. Cultivators lunged for it like addicts, many collapsing in dazed ecstasy, blood dripping from their noses.
Now wearing only a thin undergarment, her ivory shoulders were revealed. Her curves surged proudly, and her charm exploded exponentially. Many were now gasping, faces flushed red, nostrils flaring.
"Then… do you want to see me fully undressed?"
She asked with full confidence.
"YES!!"
Voices screamed. Minds no longer their own.
"Then come to me. Point your weapons at Emperor Yi. Whoever kills him—my body will be his, for life!"
She smiled sweetly as she spoke.
Her words pierced directly into the soul—etched into the hearts of all who heard.
Shhhk! Shhhk! Shhhk!
In that instant, countless cultivators surrounded Yi Tianxing, placing themselves protectively around the succubus. Weapons and treasures were raised as if on command. Their minds had been completely enthralled.
Kill!!
A single word triggered a storm.
In an instant, a torrent of divine techniques and weapons roared toward Yi Tianxing. The scene was apocalyptic, like doomsday descending—death imminent from all sides.
Ding!!
Yi Tianxing tapped his belt and calmly spoke:
"Command: Disperse!"
A wave of irresistible might spread across Blazing Flame City.
Instantly, all divine arts and techniques faded into mist. Weapons retreated to their owners' hands. As if by divine will, everything returned to nothing.
Dust to dust. Ashes to ashes.
The crisis was gone in a blink.
It was as if the entire spectacle had been a dream.
"Sacred Tree!"
Yi Tianxing's voice rang out again.
Suddenly, above Blazing Flame City, a towering Sacred Tree emerged, covering the sky. Its branches bore countless floating instruments—each leaf was a different musical instrument.
This was none other than the Innocent Heavenly Melody Sacred Tree (无邪天音宝树).
"Purify!"
With that command, the Sacred Tree burst with pure white light—flawless and holy.
Visions of sacred instruments—ancient zithers, divine conches, golden bells—appeared in the sky. Celestial music echoed once more, enveloping the city in sound and light. Divine brilliance washed over every cultivator.
All wore pained, struggling expressions—but the struggle quickly faded. Obsession and madness melted away, their souls bathed in cleansing light.
The seduction was undone.
"Such terrifying charm…"
"That succubus is horrifying. Just now, I felt like I wasn't even myself—completely controlled. If something like that happened on a battlefield, we'd all be killing each other."
As clarity returned, countless cultivators shivered in fear.