Ning Fan felt his gaze becoming vacant, his movements became stiff and not as smooth as before; even his internal True Qi was not as refined as before, and his speed had slowed down.
Ning Fan had witnessed Nalan Jiuhuang's charm technique; all male creatures on Earth fell head over heels at her smiles and gestures, becoming so enamored that they couldn't pull themselves away.
However, at this moment, Nalan Jiuhuang looked like an elderly lady in her hundred years walking toward the end of her lifespan; what kind of sinister technique was she using this time?
"Hahahahaha..."
Just as Ning Fan was perplexed, Nalan Jiuhuang laughed heartily, her face full of unprecedented "confidence, under my Soul Capturing Technique, few in this world can withstand it."
"What the hell, Soul Capturing Technique?"
Ning Fan was stunned, with a hint of disbelief.
He had never seen such a technique before, having only read about its existence in novels, which seemed too sinister.
