Chapter 275: The Peerless Pink- Haired Woman
The Peerless Pink- Haired Woman
At this moment, in the Pinnacle Domain.
Leon followed the old earth spiky turtle’s trail. He entered a strange space after stepping through the Dragon Gate.
This place was a wasteland, a ruin that had been broken by battle. It was desolate and dead.
Leon could feel that the Martial Emperor Realm aura was extremely strong in the pinnacle Domain. Even though he had been dead for many years, that aura was still there.
Leon arrived at a Tomb battlefield after passing through a void. At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation came from the horizon.
Leon looked over in confusion and discovered that two pinnacle experts had started a huge battle in the mist.
He was shocked.
"Which Powerful Sect’s Grand Elder is this?"
The moment the words left his mouth, another explosion shook the heavens.
Boom!
The distant horizon shattered.
A mountain that had stood for countless years crumbled into dust beneath a single collision.
Leon narrowed his eyes.
The entire pinnacle Domain seemed to tremble beneath the pressure of those two figures.
The battlefield here was earth-shattering.
Every movement carried enough force to destroy rivers and mountains.
Ancient cracks spread through the earth.
Broken rocks floated in the air.
The gray sky twisted under the pressure of their Mana.
Even Leon had to admit that this was the most intense battle he had witnessed since entering the Martial Emperor Tomb.
A trace of excitement appeared in his eyes.
For a long time now, the opponents he had encountered had failed to give him any real pressure.
Most battles ended before they truly began.
But these two were different.
Very different.
"They’re strong..."
Leon murmured softly.
The blood in his body seemed to stir.
Not fear.
Not nervousness.
Excitement.
The excitement of seeing true experts.
These were figures who had already reached the peak of the cultivation world.
People capable of standing above countless generations.
The kind of opponents that could sharpen a sword simply by existing.
Without hesitation, Leon stepped into the void.
His figure vanished.
Moments later, he arrived closer to the battlefield.
The scene before him immediately captured his attention.
Above the vast Starfall Chasm stood a woman dressed in flowing pink and white robes.
The colossal rift stretched endlessly beneath her feet.
Darkness swallowed everything below.
No bottom could be seen.
No light returned from its depths.
It looked less like a canyon and more like a wound carved into the world itself.
Yet she stood above it calmly.
As though the terrifying chasm beneath her was nothing more than ordinary ground.
As though heaven and earth existed merely to support her presence.
Her fair fingers moved gently.
The movement was graceful.
Almost delicate.
Yet the instant her hand descended—
Boom!
A terrifying force erupted across the battlefield.
The wasteland shattered.
Ancient ruins that had endured countless years instantly collapsed into dust.
Cracks spread across the earth for thousands of meters.
Entire sections of land broke apart and disappeared into the endless darkness below.
Even Leon was slightly stunned.
Not because of the attack.
But because of the woman who unleashed it.
She looked like a goddess who had stepped out from an ancient legend.
Untouchable.
Sacred.
Born to stand above all living beings.
For a brief moment, Leon forgot about the battle itself.
His gaze naturally settled on her figure.
Then a thought surfaced in his mind.
There is a beauty beneath the heavens.
A woman capable of making the stars lose their brilliance.
Her long pink hair flowed behind her like silk woven from the evening sunset.
The wind carried countless strands through the air, creating a breathtaking sight.
Each strand shimmered softly beneath the crimson sky.
Her eyes possessed a rare pink-red color.
Beautiful.
Clear.
Alive.
Those eyes seemed capable of stealing a person’s soul with a single glance.
Long delicate eyelashes framed them perfectly.
Every blink carried an indescribable charm.
Her face was flawless.
Small and exquisitely shaped.
Her porcelain cheeks glowed faintly beneath the light.
Her nose was elegant and refined.
Her soft pink lips curved naturally, neither overly seductive nor innocent, but somehow possessing both qualities at once.
The smooth line of her jaw flowed into a slender snow-white neck.
Graceful.
Elegant.
Perfect.
Her skin appeared impossibly smooth.
Like flawless jade polished by heaven itself.
The pink and white robe she wore fluttered softly around her body.
Golden patterns resembling blooming celestial flowers were embroidered along the edges.
The robe fit her voluptuous, soft body perfectly.
Not tight.
Not loose.
Just enough to accentuate her naturally breathtaking figure.
Beneath the flowing layers of silk, the graceful curves of her boobs were impossible to ignore.
Full.
Soft.
Proud.
An elegant E-cup boobs that seemed perfectly balanced with the rest of her body, enhancing rather than overwhelming her beauty.
Her narrow waist appeared delicate enough to be encircled with a single hand.
Below it, her peach-shaped hips curved enticingly beneath the flowing fabric, creating a silhouette that seemed sculpted by the heavens themselves.
One side of the robe featured a long slit that extended high along her thigh.
As the wind brushed against her garments, flashes of her long, slender leg appeared beneath the silk, adding an effortless grace to every movement she made.
As the wind danced around her, glimpses of her smooth long leg appeared beneath the fabric.
Her legs were slender and graceful.
Long enough to make even ordinary movement appear mesmerizing.
Her hands were equally beautiful.
Fair and delicate.
Every finger looked like a carefully crafted work of art.
Yet those same hands possessed enough power to destroy mountains with a casual gesture.
Everything about her seemed unreal.
Perfect.
As though heaven itself had spent countless years creating a masterpiece.
Leon unconsciously compared her to the women he knew.
Selena possessed unmatched elegance and determination.
Rias carried a fiery charm that could brighten any room.
Maya had a gentle yet teasing beauty that resembled a blooming lotus.
Amaya possessed maturity and grace despite her age.
Fairy Fiona was renowned throughout many lands for her appearance.
