The cold yet enticing voice spread over the entire battlefield like water.
The voice was like that of an angel, and it was completely different from the sounds of battle erupting down below, but it somehow fit in seamlessly. No one knew where the voice came from. They looked up into the sky, but they could only see the stars and the moon.
"Who's there?" The Heavenly Space God looked up in the sky, and his expression became a lot more grave compared to when True Lord Er Lang appeared.
In the clear night sky, upon the perfect full moon, a figure slowly emerged.
The scent of moon osmanthus flowers wafted for three thousand kilometers.
All of the living beings within that area were struck with an indescribable sense of comfort.
An absurdly beautiful woman that could intoxicate all living beings descended under the moonlight. Her intricate snowy-white feet gently strode through the air like a flawless, dreamy Celestial Maiden.
