"Screech!"
"Kill! Kill, kill, kill..."
The Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord let out a long howl like a demon or ghost and violently beat her butterfly wings.
Between heaven and earth, under that Dream Dao Rule Branch Authority, countless hazy phantoms abruptly appeared at both ends of her wings. They were worlds upon worlds, dreams upon dreams, numbering exactly three thousand dream worlds.
Within these dream realms dwelled humans, demons, ghosts, gods, and all manner of living beings. They lived, multiplied, and fought. Every being was a peerless prodigy from one race or another in history. They resembled real worlds, with emotions born among their inhabitants at every moment, while the wisdom of every dreamscape being was used by the master of the dreams.
Such ingenuity was exquisite to the utmost extreme.
In the fragment of fate seen by the Demon Race Heavenly Dao, this master of the Dream Dao would conceal herself, hide herself, and infiltrate the Vermilion Bird Star Domain in the future. She would become True Phoenix Son's opponent and contend for the crown of ruler of the Vermilion Bird Star Domain. Amid the slaughter of two Demon Race True Immortals, an even stronger Demon Race True Immortal would be born.
After devouring her opponent's corpse, this stronger Demon Race True Immortal would have even greater possibilities of becoming the Demon Emperor of this era and restoring the prosperity of the Demon Race Heavenly Dao.
This was an affair immensely beneficial to the entire Demon Race.
Without question, such a future would greatly affect the interests of the Phoenix Clan.
The Demon Race Heavenly Dao's defeat this time might have had something to do with this. The Demon Race Heavenly Dao was incomparably vast, encompassing ten thousand races. If they had truly stood united with one heart and