"Graceful in stature, perfectly proportioned, shoulders carved as if beveled, waist cinched like bound silk, neck extended like a swan, skin as luminous as if heaven-made."
"I have long heard that the Doumu Origin Lord of the Self-reliant Heaven possesses peerless beauty and is wildly arrogant and ferocious. Seeing you today, you surpass the rumors by threefold. Knowing it's a trick, you still dare to enter the array alone—should I say you are confident or oblivious to death?"
A voice like thunder reverberated from all directions, and all the pedestrians in the town spoke in unison, creating a somewhat horrifying scene.
Facing this bizarre spectacle, the smile on the peach blossom mask suddenly vanished, the eyebrows turning into two sharp arrows, soaring upwards, "You dare insult me, a coward who only shows his tail."
