"This art is far too precious!"
Sensing those intricate, profound Dao patterns, like Emperor script embodying the ultimate esoteric meanings of an ancient scripture, War Master Chiyou instantly looked toward Li Qingyue.
She was calm and composed, with an indescribable chill even suffusing her eyes.
Utterly unconcerned.
Like a snow lotus blooming quietly within ice that had sealed it away for countless ages.
Nothing in this world seemed capable of stirring her interest.
That tranquility defied words.
That beauty defied description.
She transcended the mundane, like the most beautiful fairy of the legendary Immortal Realm.
Endless ages seemed to separate her from everyone else.
She was an existence beyond reach.
Even War Master Chiyou, who had lived for over a hundred years, possessed an exceptionally resolute will, and was a King who had passed through severing the Dao and brought his king body to full maturity-
Faced with such beauty, he felt an indescribable suffocation, and his heart betrayed him by racing.
He began to understand the things he had seen and the legends he had heard while traveling quietly in his youth.
Why countless men exhausted every scheme, fought over affections, and even killed to please the Saintesses of those Holy Lands.
Why, in those legends, the mightiest heroes always had a beloved confidante beside them.
Why those peerless figures, who stood tall between heaven and earth, overwhelmed the world, and knew no equal, would ultimately shed tears for a beauty.
Why the great accomplishment sacred body of the Forbidden Zone, whose merits toward heaven and earth and countless living beings were immense, had willingly turned his own domain into a Forbidden Zone for a woman.
Why Demon Flower Bloom, who had once rampaged across the world, had willingly become a demon for a woman, slaughtering all beneath heaven