Tall, brawny, handsome, brimming with virile strength—every man in the containers perfectly matched every epic's descriptions of heroes, legends, and those fabled kings. Not the slightest flaw could be found in them. If any one of them appeared in the surface world, the lovestruck young ladies of those great noble clans would be utterly enchanted, unable to sleep through the night.
Graceful, agile, exquisite—their softness and strength blended in perfect harmony. Every single one of them could only be described as "beauties capable of toppling kingdoms and cities," as "calamities." All the women in the containers were so perfect that their beauty was as deadly as a plague. Compared to them, the empresses and consorts of the Blood Qin Empire were clods of dirt in a field; the empresses and princess consorts of the Western Continent were practically filth from a dung pit!
Whether male or female, they embodied every finest trait humanity could imagine. No adjective used to describe them would be excessive. Yet even more terrifying was that, regardless of sex, the aura they radiated gave Lin Guxing and the others the dreadful feeling that a catastrophe capable of blotting out the sky could descend at any moment.
They were too powerful, too noble, too majestic, too weighty to look upon directly, illuminating all directions like sunlight. Even while asleep, the radiance they gave off made these favored sons and daughters among modern humanity, Lin Guxing and the others, feel utterly ashamed of their own inadequacy.
By Lin Guxing's estimation, any one person here possessed enough strength to contend with his own family's ancestor. Their power might even surpass the Lin Family ancestor's by three to five times! In other words, every sleeping man and woman here had reached the legendary Imperial Lord level!
Yet countless containers floated