"Immortal Butterfly Son..."
Jiang Ding murmured the name.
He looked at the woman before him, and for a moment, complicated emotions such as love, attachment, and familial affection surfaced in his heart. Over nearly ten thousand years of companionship, all those feelings had already fused together, like those between family.
Even his Great Sun Sword Dao could be divided...
Clang! The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword hummed and trembled, sending out ripples of destructive killing intent.
This sword cry, brimming with violent bloodlust, forcibly carved open a passage through layer upon layer of illusions, revealing true memories and the real world.
Yet the endless illusions did not vanish. Like ocean tides, they surged back in torrents.
In the gap before the waves rolled back, reason appeared once more.
Clang! Jiang Ding slowly drew the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword.
"What a tremendous opportunity..."
"Fellow Daoist Immortal Butterfly Son."
Jiang Ding stared at the dreamlike woman clad in Starry Butterfly Wings with an adoring, fervent gaze. "This is our first meeting. My name is Jiang Ding. May I ask whether this is your true body or your avatar?"
"Your puppet illusion arts are indeed profoundly exquisite, enough to leave one astonished."
"Now, welcome to my homeland!"
Boom! Within the Sea of Consciousness, a dazzling sun rose, its radiance illuminating the ages.
Six worlds, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, revolved around the sun.
Dreamlike power seeped in from every direction, penetrating every crack and crevice, yet it fell into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. There, the dream power reincarnated and transformed into pigs, cattle, sheep, horses, dogs, all kinds of ghosts, and all kinds of plants. The cycle continued endlessly, grinding away all that had come before, no longer able to forcibly alter the Sword Master's memories.
This Destroying Sun descended from above, suppressing