Hundreds of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.
Like a dream.
At this moment, Jiang Ding was refining the Nine Great Dao Children's magical treasures. Only a thousand years had passed, and he had initially smelted away their impurities, extracting essence for the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword.
Everything in the past had been illusion.
"Butterfly,"
"you are such a wonderful butterfly."
Jiang Ding greedily and delightedly looked at the Six Paths Crystal Ball sealed beneath layer upon layer of restrictions in his hand, then at the incomparably dim, thousand-zhang sapphire butterfly in the sky. "How did you know that I happened to be in great need of a Supreme Soul Fragment?"
"And a Supreme Soul Fragment from an aberration of the Demon Race!"
"You truly are wonderful!"
"Pfft!"
The sapphire butterfly violently spat another mouthful of blood. Her body trembled without cease, almost beyond her control.
"Ant!"
"You... when did you...?"
The Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord's voice was hoarse.
Thinking back on it now, the Pure Yang Sword Son had discovered her dream-path methods from the very beginning. He had merely pretended not to know, waiting and waiting, luring her into investing more and more until she had invested part of her divine soul. Only after greedily confirming time and again that she could invest not a wisp more did he finally draw in the net.
The Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord's heart shuddered in terror.
Had the Demon Race Fortune not given her a vague warning, she might just now have poured her entire divine soul into the dreamscape, nearly losing her mind.
Why?
Profit had blinded her mind.
That was the secret of the Eight-Step Dao Integration Limit!
Once she obtained that secret, aside from the legendary true immortals, who in the entire Endless Starry