This woman was of divine beauty and superiority.
Her countenance was incomparably beautiful, her pitch-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, spilling onto her waist.
Her skin wasn't snow white but rather a deep tone, exuding an endless temptation like that of a witch.
Her waist was slender as a willow, a long golden-red dress tightly wrapped around it, sensually draping over her hips and swaying gently. Her face was so beautiful, her figure so sexy, yet her eyes were like those of an innocent child, pleading for protection.
Gurgle!!!
At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of Asuras rushing towards the Amrita came to an abrupt halt.
There was a blank in their minds as if they were frozen in place, staring intently at this woman, their throats undulating, unable to help but swallow their saliva.
How they yearned for her!
How they wanted to protect her!
The hearts of numerous Asuras were ablaze.
"The perfect form of Maya! Flawless!"
"She is..."
