The two women had no idea what was happening to Ye Wushuang.
But seeing the possessive glint that flared in his eyes, they felt an instinctual fear.
Despite her fear, Yangg Qing'er was also worried. She stepped forward and asked, "Brother... Brother Ye, are you alright?"
"Get away!"
Ye Wushuang was on the verge of despair. He never imagined the Emotion Demon Ancestor would pull a stunt like this at such a critical moment.
Demon Heart Divine Desire!
It was the Emotion Demon Ancestor's Cultivation Technique, one that could trap a person in their own desires, never to awaken for all eternity.
What was worse, Ye Wushuang's physique was the Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Blood, and he possessed the Dragon Spirit Bloodline.
Possessing both, he was little different from the Dragon Race.
And the Dragon Race was lustful by nature. That pink mist acted as a catalyst, completely unleashing this primal instinct within him.
"Wha... What's wrong?"
