The giant before me looked like a hideous monster pieced together from countless parts. Not only was he grotesque, but he was also exceptionally vicious.
Why was there something like this in Mysterious Woman's tomb?
Just as I was puzzled, I suddenly heard a cold voice: "These are all my most perfect creations. Don't you think they're beautiful?"
I jolted and immediately realized that the voice had come from inside the palace.
There was no time to think. My figure flashed, and I charged into the palace. The palace had been built from white bones, and the moment I stepped inside, I was plunged into darkness.
When my vision recovered inside the vast, profound hall, I saw an enormous figure. He sat upright on the throne, his eyes gazing at me playfully. He was an elegant man dressed in luxurious finery. Every movement he made was graceful and dignified, brimming with an indescribable charm. An air of faint nobility radiated from him.
From the bloodline flowing through him, I could tell that he was an extraordinarily powerful celestial being!
Under that vast pressure, my body continued to tremble. This was instinctive suppression. Under such absolute suppression of power, I couldn't control my body at all. Was this the power of strength?
In truth, the celestial being before me hadn't even made a move. Yet even in his calm state, the aura he emitted still left me unable to breathe. With just one look, it felt as though the blood throughout my body had frozen. I couldn't move a muscle. An indescribable pressure covered the entire hall, extending endlessly through it.
Was this the difference between our powers? I felt utterly immobilized beneath that pressure. Any resistance would have been futile. The man before me gave me a cold look. With