It Won't Hurt Anymore

While the voice carried an air of superiority, it also bore a hint of laziness, like an invisible hook that landed in the hearts of all cultivators, eliciting ripples layer by layer, making them feel tingling sensations from within.

This tingling sensation felt like their souls were being extracted, immersing them in an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Some whose willpower was insufficient immediately fainted, trembling all over, unable to bear even a hint of the divine voice.

Only the experts could barely suppress the ripples in their hearts. After all, reverence for gods was already engraved in the fate of the Flame Moon cultivators.

And this was only a natural release of power of the Star Flame High God, without any deliberate action on Her part.

Gods were like this.

Fortunately, a cold snort echoed amidst the sounds of the Star Flame and neutralized Her influence. It was like a basin of cold water that landed in everyone's hearts.