Xu Kun did not know that, aside from him, Pandora looked different in everyone's eyes.
A thousand faces for a thousand people!
To him, Pandora was a very ordinary-looking woman who nonetheless radiated extreme danger.
This was not because there was anything special about him personally, but because of the memory Chaos had sealed deep within his Sea of Consciousness.
Pandora was dangerous. That idea had taken root deep in Xu Kun's memories, so when he met Pandora's gaze, he saw boundless terror and a dark future.
But in the eyes of Adam and the other angels, Pandora was flawless.
She possessed peerless beauty that could ensnare anyone, along with an infinitely alluring aura.
It was as if she were everyone's angel, an unparalleled treasure bestowed upon them by heaven!
Even those hidden within the sanctuary who had curiously peered in were no exception.
Only Hao Jian and the others, along with the entire Light Elf Race, knew nothing of Pandora's appearance under Xu Kun's strict orders.
As long as they did not look directly at her, they would not fall into depravity.
She was like a lightless abyss, dragging others into hell step by step without them sensing a thing.
When that time came, all those willing to become her servants would turn into walking corpses.
Led by the angels, Xu Kun crossed layer after layer of mist and entered a region he could never have reached without guidance.
The moment he saw this place clearly, Xu Kun's heart trembled.
Was this still Heaven?
As far as the eye could see stood an incomparably holy, unattainably lofty mountain.
At its summit was a pool reflecting dazzling, multicolored light.
The old angel leading the way stepped forward and introduced it. "This mountain is the sacred mountain of our Angel Race.