A butterfly?
Su Yi quietly came to a halt.
The butterfly was only the size of two small palms. Its entire body was brilliantly colorful, light and graceful. As it fluttered its wings in flight, it stirred up threads of magnificent rainlike light.
Though it vanished in a flash, it still left Su Yi stunned by its beauty for an instant.
The butterfly's beauty was too ethereal and dreamlike, like a masterpiece born of creation itself, not something that should exist in this world.
"Strange. Something is off about this Nirvana Fate Soil. First I saw a dog's head, and now a mysterious butterfly has appeared. Could this be some kind of omen?"
Su Yi pondered.
In the past, Xiao Jian had never mentioned that such strange and wondrous creatures existed within the Nirvana Fate Soil.
Something was wrong?
Suddenly, Su Yi noticed that the Chaos Mist spread throughout heaven and earth had silently changed. Centered on him, it gathered into a Chaos Vortex that connected heaven and earth.
At the same time, Su Yi's Heart Soul completely lost all connection with his physical body. His entire Heart Soul body seemed imprisoned within this Nirvana Fate Soil.
Rumble!
As the Chaos Vortex spun, it produced a muffled roar like thunder. Bolts of lightning occasionally darted through it, flickering unpredictably, bright one moment and dim the next.
An indescribable sense of danger surged into Su Yi's heart.
Without hesitation, he drove his Heart Soul power to its limit. Boundless radiance burst from his body, and a lamp hung above his head like a blazing sun.
Within the lamp's shadow, his Heart Fate Dharma Form, transformed into a Dao sword, emerged.
Almost the instant Su Yi finished all this, a sudden change arose—
The Chaos Vortex connecting heaven and earth abruptly began