Though enchanting, the Golden Behemoth was extremely particular about its appearance. So, during its transformation, it naturally conjured a seductive, long dress made of golden fur, which both concealed and revealed its perfect, fiery figure.
She walked with graceful, lily-like steps, the hem of her dress swaying from side to side. It seemed as if a tantalizing glimpse of skin was about to be revealed at any moment, yet it remained hazy and indistinct, impossible to see clearly. Looking at the somewhat stunned Elder Mu in the sky, the Golden Behemoth, now in human form, gave a radiant smile. "Well? A thousand years have passed. Has this Emperor's beauty not changed one bit?"
Mature, domineering, enchanting, and willful, yet she possessed an unforgettable charm.
