Yanyu Jinglan was dressed in ancient-style attire of black and red, resembling a bloody flower blooming from the darkness. Her long black robe was as deep as the night, adorned with red patterns and decorations that flickered like burning flames in the gloomy night, both mysterious and striking. The cuffs of her robe were likewise a vibrant red, seeming to leap with lively flames with every movement she made.
Her long hair, dark as ink, streamed around her with a wild freedom like flowing black silk, exuding an innate majesty and mysterious aura.
In this universe, the King Yama whom people commonly knew was merely a puppet in her hands. He was an artificial creation forged through her extraordinary methods; though he possessed self-awareness, he was forever destined to bow submissively beneath her feet.
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