The Primal Demon Lord saw Liu Ming's expression at this moment and revealed a hint of pride on his face.
However, the sound of the flute showed no intention of stopping; instead, the rhythm quickened.
With the turbulent surges of countless purple runes in the void, the area within hundreds of feet seemed to transform into a dreamy world of flowing purple light.
Liu Ming's bewildered eyes reflected the countless streams of purple light, which grew more numerous and intense, gradually obscuring his gaze.
A quarter of an hour later, his eyes were completely covered by the purple glow, and his expression became extremely vacant, his arms drooping as he stood motionless like a wooden chicken.
The Primal Demon Lord saw this and displayed a faint smile on his face, only then stopping the flute and lowering the ancient flute.
This flute is called the Qiongcow Dust Flute, a mystical treasure containing the law of melodies.
