Dangerous — she truly was dangerous. This woman whose beauty was almost fae-like,
This was different from
But this woman was nothing like that. One look was enough to let anyone sense her danger — a peril so extreme it sent chills down one's spine.
Yet that very danger made her exquisite features and near-perfect figure all the more alluring.
After all, what you cannot have is always the most desirable. What man would dare claim he could possess a woman like this? Who would dare draw close?
Forget others — even
He had the sense that a woman like this was fated never to cross paths with him in any meaningful way, for the moment she stood among the forces of the Dark Hall, she was destined to become his great enemy.
"World-Destroying Immortal… You — you've actually pledged yourself to the Dark Hall?!"
At that moment, the golden-haired elder let out a voice choked with disbelief. Not just his gaze — even his tone was saturated with shock and impossibility.
"World-Destroying Immortal?"
Upon hearing the golden-haired elder's words, every Ancient Elf present turned their gaze toward the World-Destroying Immortal, and
The man the elder had called the World-Destroying Immortal was the one standing at the far left among the three leaders.
He was a man — staggeringly handsome. One could say he was the most perfect-looking man
But like the woman beside him, this man carried an aura of evil that made him feel deeply dangerous.
And like the woman,
However,
The World-Destroying Immortal — ranked second among the Ten Great Immortals of the Martial Sacred Continent.
Moreover, he was a Heaven-Bestowed Divine Body. It was said that when he was born, an omen of apocalypse descended from the heavens, as though the world itself were on the verge of destruction. That was why he had been named the World-Destroying Immortal.
In his presence, forget the likes of the Treasure-Loving Immortal — even the Weapon-Forging Immortal and the Boundless Immortal were worlds apart.
The World-Destroying Immortal represented not only the absolute pinnacle of formation arts on the Martial Sacred Continent, but also stood among its most powerful experts.
"Since you've all seen it already, why bother asking?" the World-Destroying Immortal spoke.
The moment he opened his mouth,
That was right — his voice sounded remarkably like a woman's. Not quite a woman's, but close enough to be unsettling, like a eunuch's speech. It made one deeply uncomfortable.
"This is bad — how could the World-Destroying Immortal serve the Dark Hall?" At that moment, many of the Ancient Elves wore looks of dismay, the golden-haired elder among them.
After all, the World-Destroying Immortal was terrifyingly powerful. Never mind that the Dark Hall had so many forces present — the World-Destroying Immortal alone was more than enough to devastate them.
But just as the Ancient Elves were recoiling in dread at the World-Destroying Immortal's presence,
That man wore a black robe and a mask. Aside from his blue hair, which fell past his feet, and the hair crown atop his head inscribed with the character "Ying," his attire and appearance were virtually indistinguishable from every other Dark Hall member.
Yet