Everyone Raises Corpses. My Corpse Concubine Gains One Evolution Point Per Second.

[Skills: Illusory Dream Soul Imprisonment, Evil Eye Bewitchment, Eerie Domain Chaos, Tentacle Strangling, Whispering Curse, Chaotic Phantom Body, Shadowy Trace, Void Realm Soul Capture, Otherworldly Erosion, Nether Dream Spell Binding]

[Description: A thousand years ago, the Jingjue Queen of the Western Regions used mysterious power to make kingdoms submit. Her eyes concealed an abyss of despair. Gaze into the Jingjue Queen’s eyes, and you will find that you are gazing into the abyss, and the abyss is also gazing into you…]

Lin Mo saw the abyss in the Jingjue Queen’s eyes, and also her mesmerizing, country-toppling beauty with a distinct Western Regions flair… Her honey-colored skin shimmered with a moonlit, satin-like glow, and within her double pupils lurked a vortex that devoured stars.

The black mist of the undead entwined around her fingertips like snakes, climbing up her collarbone, and before her vermilion lips parted, the intoxicating fragrance of a charm for all beings wafted out.

Where her toes lightly touched, the yellow sand bloomed with blood-red mandalas.

Is this the charm of the Western Regions?

So beautiful.

Not only was her beauty unparalleled, but her attributes were also heaven-defying.

As a Di Sha Corpse realm being,

Her various attributes had already reached that of a Tiangang Corpse… She was on par with the White-Clothed Female Corpse, who had already advanced to the Tiangang Corpse realm.

In fact, her attributes were even slightly higher.

Was this due to too many sacrifices?

Involuntarily,

Lin Mo shivered all over.

“Your Majesty, please don’t hug me anymore…”

Lin Mo glanced at Nether Veil Ghost Master.

Meaning it was a bit awkward.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough… This king was presumptuous…”

“It’s alright, my Lord has gained a new beauty’s favor, I am very pleased…”

Lin Mo: “…”

“Uh, no, wait a moment…”

“Am I blindly rushing down a road of no return?”

“My beloved minister, you worry too much…”

“However, the environment here is indeed terrible…”

The Jingjue Queen raised her hand and waved, and yellow sand surged.

Once the dust settled, the originally dilapidated instance transformed into a magnificent Jingjue Palace.

The palace was built of black jade and crimson gold, its colonnades inlaid with dark green gems, and its white jade floor was paved with golden line curses.

Night-glowing pearls hung from the dome, illuminating everything. The walls were embedded with rare treasures, depicting ancient sacrifices and war scenes.

Beside it was a tiger skin throne, exuding luxury.

In the distance, silk curtains billowed, and the figures of dancing girls were vaguely visible behind them.

The Jingjue Queen looked at Lin Mo, and asked with a faint smile:

“My beloved minister, half of this throne is yours. Come, sit on it and see if it suits you…”