Karakura Town, Sakura Nature Park.
Accompanied by the distortion of the void, a figure slowly stepped out of it.
"Tut, I've stayed in Soul Society so long that I'm actually starting to miss air filled with this kind of discarded source."
Duan Mu muttered, then extended a hand and let the Hell Butterfly lent to him by the Golden Seal Society land on his fingertip. He carefully examined the little creature perched there.
The last time he had come to the Human World, he had followed Omaeda and the others, who had carried the Hell Butterfly for him. He had never gotten the chance to examine it up close.
Now that he was holding it in his hand, Duan Mu could clearly sense that the Hell Butterfly perched on his index finger was feeding on his reiatsu. From a distance, it appeared pitch-black, but when brought close, one could see that it had a pair of ghostly blue wings, beautiful and eerie at the same time.
After it consumed his reiatsu, Duan Mu vaguely formed a strange connection with it, allowing him to use it to transmit messages. Even stranger, in the Soul Separation World, no matter how fast Duan Mu ran, the butterfly always flew ahead of him like a guide.
When Duan Mu sped up, it sped up. When Duan Mu slowed down, it slowed down.
The two seemed to be one entity. No matter where Duan Mu went, the butterfly would circle around him.
Looking at the incredibly beautiful butterfly on his index finger, Duan Mu's eyes filled with curiosity. "I suddenly feel like dissecting it to see what it's really made of."
"I advise you not to do that." A voice suddenly entered Duan Mu's ears.
"Hm?"
Duan Mu's pupils contracted. He turned, leaped backward, and