C1171 Time and Space Restriction

Chen Qinghuang lay ice-cold upon the Dragon Slaying Stage, its surface as smooth as polished jade. Her exquisite visage, capable of enchanting all creatures, was a flawless work of art, painstakingly sculpted by the gods themselves, meeting the aesthetic ideals of every being. Whether it was the men of the human race, the valiant males of the extraterrestrial tribes, archdemons, or alien beasts