She could clearly sense that Fang Han's cultivation was like a surging river, advancing rapidly towards higher realms.

A strong sense of fear welled up in her heart. If the people of the Hehuan Sect could not kill Fang Han here, then Fang Han would probably become an invincible being in the world. At that time, the Su family would never have a chance to rise again.

As the black gate of the stone cave collapsed under the impact of the powerful sword energy, turning into dust, a wisp of smoke slowly rose up.

Soon, a dozen graceful women emerged from the dust-filled stone cave.

These women all appeared to be in their prime, around twenty-something years old, with the woman in the lead being only twenty-eight or twenty-nine.

They wore light, thin white gauze, as thin as cicada wings. As they moved, the gauze fluttered gently, like fairies descending to earth.

There was no trace of murderous intent emanating from them; instead, there was a fragrant breeze, its aroma delicate and pleasant, seemingly able to soothe the soul.

Their faces are pure and beautiful, and their eyes and brows exude a lively spirit, making people feel good at first sight.

"Gentlemen and ladies, why are you so angry that you even blasted down the gate of my cave? In my opinion, why don't my sisters invite you into the cave and calm you down?"

The woman at the head of the group parted her lips slightly, her voice clear and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley.

Her features were exquisite, and every glance and every movement was full of captivating charm.

She took a few steps forward lightly, her figure graceful and swaying like a willow in the wind. Every smile and frown of hers could make one's heart race, as if deeply attracted by her charm.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please follow us."

She spoke softly again, her voice carrying a seductive power.

The men of the Demon Suppression Division were instantly captivated by the dozen or so women, their eyes glazed over as if they had lost their souls.

Even women like Tantai Qiuyue, Xiao Qingluan, Su Aiai, and Fang Yingxue couldn't help but linger on these women, captivated by their beauty and charm.

However, Fang Han's eyes remained clear and unwavering. His gaze was calm and sharp, as if it could see through all pretense.

"We do need to cool down, please lead me inside, young lady..."

A tall and burly high-ranking martial artist from the Demon Suppression Division, his eyes now filled with desire, his gaze brimming with obsession and fanaticism, his Adam's apple bobbing as he uttered these words in a trembling voice.

He could no longer suppress his inner impulse, like a wild beast driven by temptation, and rushed toward the dozen or so graceful women.

He couldn't wait to grab the hand of one of the women, who had a slender waist and long legs.

"Alright, I'll take you inside for some fun right now..."

The woman's soft and charming voice was like a warm spring breeze, carrying a subtle and alluring seduction that penetrated straight into everyone's ears.

The voice seemed to possess an invisible magic, instantly causing everyone in the Demon Suppression Division present to breathe rapidly.

Their eyes became unfocused, and their feet moved involuntarily toward the dozen or so women dressed in gossamer-thin white gauze.

Among the men of the Demon Suppression Division, only the deputy commander, Zhuge Yun, was still barely standing in place.

However, his will soon began to waver, and his eyes burned with intense intensity as he stared at the woman in the lead.

In his eyes, the woman was tall and slender, with fair skin like snow and a curvaceous figure. Every movement and every glance was full of alluring charm, as if she had a fatal attraction.

His mind was in turmoil, with reason and desire clashing fiercely.

But soon, desire took over, and he began to slowly move toward the woman at the head of the group, each step appearing both difficult and resolute.

"Big brother, come here. I'll keep you company and make sure you're the happiest man today..."

The woman at the head of the group, with her captivating gaze and alluring charm, took the initiative to greet Zhuge Yun.

Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, so beautiful and captivating that it instantly made Zhuge Yun's heart sink.

"I brought you here to wipe out the evil people of the Hehuan Sect, not to let you have sex with these women."

At this critical moment, Fang Han's voice rang out like a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

Fang Han's shout jolted the members of the Demon Suppression Division awake from their daze, and the confusion and infatuation in their eyes vanished instantly.

They then realized that the dozen or so women who came out of the cave must be members of the Hehuan Sect.

The Hehuan Sect is most skilled in using illusion techniques. They had been completely bewitched by these demonesses' illusions, and if Fang Han hadn't reminded them in time, they would probably have willingly dropped their weapons and followed these demonesses into the cave, only to have their life essence drained and meet a miserable end.

"Well, you witches of the Hehuan Sect, not only do you not surrender when you see our Demon Suppression Division, but you also dare to use such evil arts to seduce us. Give me your life."

Zhuge Yun was the first to fully awaken from his hallucination.

A flash of anger and regret crossed his eyes. Without hesitation, he drew his sword from his waist, shouted, and unleashed a sharp sword aura that shot towards the leading woman.

"You're such a heartless older brother. You asked me to calm you down before, but now you want to kill me, Rouge. You really are ruthless."

The tall woman, known as Rouge, gave a coquettish laugh, and suddenly a gleaming sword appeared in her hand.

With a slight twist of her wrist, she unleashed a sword aura that collided with Zhuge Yun's sword aura in mid-air, producing a deafening roar.

At the same time, the other dozen or so women also drew their swords and assumed fighting stances.

Fang Han knew in his heart that the people from the Demon Suppression Division really couldn't do anything to the people from the Joyful Union Sect.

This woman, who calls herself "Rouge," is a high-level Martial Grandmaster, whose strength is in no way inferior to that of Tantai Qiuyue.

Those dozen or so women were all mid-level Martial Grandmasters, and their overall strength far surpassed that of the people from the Demon Suppression Division.