The snake mark's influence was incomparably stronger now that it had attached itself to Lin Feng directly.
In a single instant, every nerve in his body reacted.
Lin Feng's breathing grew heavier for a brief moment as a powerful temptation attempted to invade his mind completely.
Countless distracting thoughts surged forth endlessly, trying to shake his focus and self-control.
Any ordinary cultivator would have immediately lost themselves to desire under such influence.
But Lin Feng was no ordinary cultivator.
He was the owner of a multiverse. His willpower was as firm as an eternal mountain.
After several tense breaths, his eyes regained their usual clarity.
The temptation no longer controlled his mind.
However, the side effects lingering within his body were another matter entirely.
Lin Feng slowly looked downward before his expression became slightly awkward.
Despite suppressing the curse mentally, his body had still reacted intensely.
