Outside the enormous canyon passage, Wang Lie, Li Kui, and the others had been hurling insults for more than half a month.
But Cao Feng, Xu Wei, and the others had never taken the bait.
No matter how they provoked them, Cao Feng and his companions remained as steady as Mount Tai and never once came out.
Wang Lie and the others had also attempted several assaults, but the canyon passage was steep and treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Cao Feng and his companions had used that advantage to hold their attacks firmly at bay.
As the days passed, Wang Lie and the others gradually sank into helplessness and despair.
They began to realize that breaking through this canyon passage was almost impossible.
Just as they were considering giving up, something unexpected happened-three peerlessly beautiful, alluring women suddenly appeared inside the passage.
All three wore veils that concealed their faces, but one glance at their figures and bearing was enough to tell that they were beauties without equal.
The tall woman in the middle had a voluptuous figure and exquisite curves. Her bearing was utterly cold, as though she were untouched by the smoke and fire of the mortal world;
The woman on the left was likewise curvaceous and graceful, with a noble, icy elegance that made others afraid to look directly at her;
The woman on the right was slightly shorter by comparison, with only a modest swell at her chest, but her bearing was chillingly cold. Like a goddess of the winter moon, she seemed to keep everyone a thousand miles away.
The arrival of these three goddesses seemed to inject a surge of strength into the dispirited Wang Lie, Li Kui, and the others, instantly reviving their spirits.
They began clamoring madly that