This place seemed to be surrounded by endless Demonic Qi, enveloped by clouds and fog all day long, making it impossible to clearly see the situation inside.
At this moment, a dazzlingly beautiful woman was standing in the palace. She was wearing a black chiffon long dress, revealing her proud figure and long legs. Her jade feet lightly stepped on the ground, like a fairy in the night.
Her eyes were watery, seemingly filled with a faint coldness, dismissive of everything. Her delicate fingers and creamy skin were as white as snow, lustrous and translucent like they could wring out water.
One could say that she was a natural beauty, capable of causing the fall of nations, filled with charm and grace.
Any man would go crazy for her, and wish to fall under her pomegranate skirt.
