Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

A pervasive, penetrating power spread out with her voice:

"Your Excellency, your temple talks about 'divine blessings' and 'peace and tranquility' every day, but when natural disasters strike, who does the divine ancestor protect?"

Yun Tianhe is dead, so many people have died, who did your temple protect?

Her voice suddenly rose, carrying a power that pierced the heart:

Look at the state of the world!

"Today you live, tomorrow you may die in disaster! Today's wealth may turn to ashes tomorrow! Today's cherished people may become corpses tomorrow!"

"If that's the case, why not enjoy life to the fullest while we're alive?!"

"This world is inherently illusory! So-called order, rules, propriety, and a sense of shame are just shackles to fools!"

"Only pleasure! Only the joy of the present moment! That's what's real!"

These words, like venom, seeped into the air.

Upon hearing these words, the fervor in the eyes of the men who had been blocked by Zhao Huaijin and his group reignited, even more fiercely than before!

They roared and charged forward recklessly, some even deliberately crashing into the sword's edge, sacrificing themselves for survival.

"The fairy is right! The world is an illusion; only pleasure is real!"

"Let me through! I must protect the fairy!"

"Shackles! They're all shackles!"

Chen Xi's expression changed:

"This is bad! Her mental power can spread through words, directly shaking our perception! The effect of the Mind-Concentrating Incense is being weakened!"

Shen Zhen nodded. He could sense that the woman's mental power wasn't being used for direct control.

Instead, it works by manipulating emotions and distorting cognition.

This leads people to wholeheartedly accept the idea that "the world is illusory, so live for the moment," and then they willingly succumb to rampant hedonism and self-destruction.

This method is even more terrifying than direct manipulation!

Because the victims were "voluntary" believers.

"Li Qingyan, Zhou Shi, stop them! Zhao Huaijin, come back!" Shen Zhen ordered.

"Wu Xian, Qi Xuejian, Chen Xi, increase the dosage of the Concentration Incense and focus it on her!"

The group immediately changed their formation.

Although Zhao Huaijin was unwilling, he knew that this was not the time to be reckless. With a flash of sword light, he forced back the two people in front of him and withdrew.

Li Qingyan and Zhou Shisui retreated, and the three of them formed a triangle to protect Chen Xi and the others who were casting the Divine Spell.

Chen Xi, Wu Xian, and Qi Xuejian closed their eyes and concentrated, their white mental energy intertwining with the green smoke, surging towards the woman on the soft couch.

Upon seeing this, the woman finally slowly stood up from the soft couch.

Her flowing gauze dress trailed on the ground, and she stood barefoot on the carpet, her pale ankles appearing fragile and eerie in the candlelight.

As she watched the billowing smoke rise in her face, the smile on her lips widened:

"The temple's lackeys... are always like this."

"If you're not clear-headed yourself, don't let others be clear-headed either."

She raised her hands, her ten fingers long and slender, her nails painted with dark red henna.

"Then let me show you too..."

What does true happiness really taste like?

As soon as she finished speaking, a pinkish psychic energy erupted from her body.

As that mental energy surged, ripples spread through the air, instantly engulfing the entire private room.

The pink psychic energy collided with the white psychic energy of Chen Xi, Qi Xuejian, and Wu Xian, as well as the blue smoke from the Concentration Incense.

There was no loud noise, no explosion.

Only a sweet, cloying fragrance wafted through the air.

The sweet aroma creeps into my mind like an invisible vine.

Wu Xian was the first to react; his face flushed, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he muttered:

"Living... seems really meaningless... so why not... why not have some fun?"

As he spoke, he tried to walk towards the soft couch, his steps unsteady.

"Wu Xian, wake up!" Chen Xi shouted sharply, flicking her fingertips with telekinetic energy, precisely striking Wu Xian's forehead.

Wu Xian shuddered, instantly regaining his senses, his face turning deathly pale:

"I...I actually agreed with her ideas just now!"

Chen Xi and Qi Xue saw that their foreheads were covered in a fine sweat, clearly indicating that forcibly resisting had taken a toll on their mental energy.

"No...this telekinetic power is too strange!"

Li Qingyan and Zhou Shi stood back to back, both of them looking rather unwell.

Li Qingyan managed to maintain his composure and use his mental power to resist, while Zhou Shi's temples bulged with veins, and he growled:

"Don't come any closer... I don't believe in any of that 'live for the moment' nonsense!"

The one who suffered the most was Zhao Huaijin.

He was already enraged by the woman's licentious behavior, and now, enveloped by the pink psychic power, his pride and anger intertwined, allowing him to withstand most of the impact, though his eyes became even more ferocious:

"Witch! Is that all the tricks you have?"

"How dare you try to teach me a lesson!"

Before he finished speaking, he slashed at the woman with his long sword with fierce momentum.

The psychic energy that was unleashed was weakened by more than half as soon as it approached the pink psychic energy's range, producing only a soft "poof" sound and barely causing any ripples.

"it's useless."

The woman chuckled, took two barefoot steps forward, and her pink psychic energy surged once more with each movement.

"My power is to awaken in your hearts the longing for the unknowable."

The more you resist, the deeper you will sink, and the more trapped you will become.

Her voice was soft and alluring, like a whisper from the abyss.

Shen Zhen was doing his best to resist the erosion of the pink psychic power, and the sweet fragrance gradually entwined in the depths of his consciousness.

There was no stinging sensation, only a gentle caress, like a lover's tender whisper in your ear, telling you about the vanity of this world.

Just then, the power of despair within him suddenly stirred slightly.

A familiar, icy aura automatically surfaced, forming a thin, gray-black barrier at the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hiss—"

The pink psychic power collided with the gray-black barrier and instantly dissolved, abruptly halting the erosion of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The gentle caressing sensation gradually disappeared.

He subconsciously activated his despairing mental power to see if he could integrate it into his ordinary mental power. If he succeeded, he wouldn't be exposed.

So he carefully guided this desperate thought, and to his surprise, something miraculous actually happened.

It seeped slowly into the white, ordinary psychic power, like a gentle stream.

The two are perfectly integrated, and there is no sign of anything amiss. Although it consumes a lot of mental energy, its power is increased several times out of thin air!

He tried to release the fused psychic power. A pale white psychic power flew out, seemingly no different from ordinary psychic power, but it easily penetrated the barrier of pink psychic power and went straight for the woman's face.

The woman's expression changed slightly, and she hastily activated her mental power to defend herself.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The woman staggered back two steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Captain Shen, your telekinesis..." Chen Xi looked at Shen Zhen in surprise.

"It's just a temporary breakthrough in overcoming the bottleneck." Shen Zhen remained calm, having already made up his mind.

The secret of this desperate mental power must be kept firmly hidden.

Currently, only Lord Wang Juan and his father Shen Zhenglan know about this. He cannot let anyone else know, otherwise it will inevitably bring disaster, and he may even be regarded as a heretic by the temple.

The woman was repelled, and the pink psychic power weakened slightly, but the sweet fragrance still lingered in the air.

The kneeling men seemed to have lost their backbone; their movements froze for a moment, then they roared even more frantically:

"Protect the fairy!"

"Kill them!"