In the end, only the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord remained where she stood.
The sapphire butterfly, a thousand zhang across, slowly revealed her True Body: a blue-skirted young girl with childish features, even more youthful and beautiful than Immortal Butterfly Son.
She gave the emaciated Youth in Green Robes below a deep look, then vanished.
"Cowardly butterfly,"
"So weak, without a shred of a strong person's glory..."
Jiang Ding let out a long sigh, looking like a skeleton.
He turned his Internal View inward and found his body filled with the Power of Death brought by the Southern Dipper stars. Nearly all his flesh, blood, and meridians had been corroded away by the Power of Death, turned into bloody water; his internal organs were no different. He was now nothing but an empty shell.
The only comfort was that his bones had not been completely destroyed. Though they looked dark yellow and withered, their cells had not entirely died, and some vitality remained. In particular, his spine—the most heavily protected part—was fully intact and even retained its blood-forming ability!
His brain was the most praiseworthy part.
Only the outer layer of brain cells had been damaged; everything within was entirely alive. It could still serve as hardware to provide considerable computing power for the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul. A few strands of his hair were still black as well, rather than having all turned gray-white...
All in all, the problem was not serious.
It was only a fatal wound. He would not die. With a few hundred years of recuperation, a thousand at most, he could recover. Things were far better than before.
"Damn it,"
"Why won't the Supremes enter the field?"
Jiang Ding cursed inwardly. "I really am severely wounded and on the verge of death. If