The butterfly was utterly terrified at that moment. She had never imagined that Ling Yun could see through everything about her!
What bad luck!
She had merely wandered into a courtyard while out for a stroll, yet before she could even stop, she had been discovered. And the one who discovered her was none other than the illustrious Supreme Emperor Lord. She had heard that he was a cold-blooded monster who cared nothing for human feelings. Would she die?
The butterfly thought about it, but simply refused to face Ling Yun!
"I'll give you three breaths to answer this emperor's question. Otherwise, I'll make sure you can never speak again!"
At those words, the butterfly shuddered violently. No matter what, she was still an ancient being. What was there to fear?
"Supreme Emperor Lord, don't force me. Otherwise, there's nothing I wouldn't do!" The butterfly finally spoke, but did she sound like she was courting death?
As expected!
Ling Yun seized her in one hand!
"God's Hand!"
"Y-you're a human!"
Holy crap!
Damn, damn, damn!
That lunatic—how could he still be alive? Hadn't antiquity been destroyed? The Gods and Devils had all died, so why was he still alive?
The butterfly recognized Ling Yun, her eyes filled with shock and terror.
Although Ling Yun had changed greatly, he looked so much like him, and his strength was impossible to see through. There could only be one person—Nine Netherworld Mire, who had once sought to slay the heavens.
"Nine Nether..."
"Ming Ze."
"You..."
"Oh, so you're from antiquity. Two souls in one body—was your ancient soul a result of possession or rebirth? How interesting. Can you tell me?"
Ling Yun seemed extremely interested in this butterfly. His eyes were practically about to shine with golden light.
"This... you... tell me first...