The ruler of the Snowmoon God Kingdom was a powerful Female Martial God.
She descended at that moment, appearing before the world in a supremely beautiful and majestic form.
She wore a suit of snow-white armor. Every piece of plating and every inch of fabric had been meticulously designed to fit her tall, voluptuous figure perfectly, accentuating the breathtaking beauty of every curve.
Behind her spread three pairs of divine wings formed from ice crystals, refracting crystalline divine light.
Wherever she went, snow fell. Snowflakes drifted everywhere around her, purer than any snow found in nature.
As for the Snowmoon God Emperor's appearance, anyone without sufficient strength would not even dare look directly at her face. It was the suppression of a higher level of life. Only the strong were qualified to admire her beauty—the powerful beauty of one who bore herself like a phoenix over the cosmos and ruled over all gods!
Fan Lang controlled the puppet and glanced fleetingly toward the sky before immediately lowering his head. He had only caught a hurried glimpse of the Snowmoon God Emperor.
That old woman has been drawn here!
Fan Lang's heart tightened.
If the Snowmoon God Emperor could read Fan Lang's thoughts, who knew how she would feel about them.
The Snowmoon God Emperor could stand on equal footing with the Aurora God Emperor, so her strength was self-evident. Fan Lang was certainly no match for her. If his identity were exposed now, there was a ninety percent chance he would die at the hands of that "old woman."
Fan Lang felt uneasy. He controlled the Land of Sky, which had transformed into dust, to hide even deeper, burrowing into the flesh on the puppet's back.
The relationship between the three was like nested dolls, one set within another.
"Snow