"Rakshasa Woman?!"
Underworld Lord Shaobai and Young Lord Xuanpeng heard Jiang Sheng's words and both looked toward that patch of Void-Reality Realm.
Seeing the two of them act as though they faced a deadly enemy, Azure Flood Dragon was baffled.
Born into the Wave-Treading Flood Dragon Clan of the Dahuang World, Azure Flood Dragon knew little about the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds or their inhabitants.
For the Demon Race, cultivation depended partly on one's talent and insight, and partly on the limits of one's bloodline.
The Wave-Treading Flood Dragon Clan's limit was the Mahayana Realm. Thus, Azure Flood Dragon could rely on his relatively strong bloodline to break through to Void Refinement without mastering nearly as much knowledge as a human cultivator.
When Jiang Sheng mentioned a Rakshasa Woman, Azure Flood Dragon had no idea what sort of being that was.
Deep beneath the Lingluo Sea, a beautiful figure stepped out of the Void-Reality Realm amid the rippling water.
She was an exceptionally tall woman, with snow-white skin and hair, brows like distant mountains, tear-bright eyes, and red lips. She wore an ornate palace gown and gently waved a small round fan that half concealed her face.
Her dress seemed elegant and understated, yet she exuded an irresistible allure. The beauty seemed passionate as fire and seductive as water, waiting for someone to lavish affection on her.
At his first glimpse of her, Azure Flood Dragon was transfixed. She surpassed the merfolk dancers and Clam Maidens in his Water Palace by an immeasurable margin. Even the little princess of the Kunpeng Clan had never stirred his heart like this.
Without realizing it, Azure Flood Dragon sank into a daze, desire plain in his eyes.
Underworld Lord Shaobai and Young Lord Xuanpeng, however, both frowned. Neither showed a trace of