The Divine Butterfly Princess Seeks Revenge

Ling Xiao didn't care what Mu Tianqing thought, nor was he exaggerating; it was simply the truth—when he was alone, he was a god of war.

With the Heaven-Battling Combat Art, one will only become stronger when alone.

Besides, there's only one true scripture; how can two people share it?

Such unparalleled skills and unique lineages can only exist once.

Then, Ling Xiao rode the Netherworld Heavenly Horse at full speed towards the scriptures.

At this moment, the entire ruins were becoming ethereal and dissolving, and under the burning of the black true fire, everything turned into ashes.

In the end, only Chaos and nothingness remained.

Within the ruins, two phenomena emerged: some creatures, in order to save their lives and avoid taking any risks, frantically flew outwards.

The other group, determined to obtain the Evil Emperor True Scripture, quickly sped deeper into the ruins.

The black hole vortex beneath the black scripture grew larger and larger, as if it could suck in the entire universe and all the myriad worlds.

This force spread in all directions, affecting all the powerful individuals, whose bodies were uncontrollably drawn towards the vortex.

Some tried to reach out their large hands to grab the true scripture, but before their power could reach it, they were absorbed by the vortex and could not touch the scripture at all.

"Oh no! Is this vortex going to swallow us up and use us as nourishment?"

Ling Xiao and his group arrived at the outer perimeter, standing in the endless void, with pitch blackness beneath their feet, as if the night were hanging upside down.

Everyone felt their bodies uncontrollably being blown towards the vortex.

"Holy crap, someone flew over there and got torn to shreds by the vortex!"

Uncle Boya shouted that he had personally witnessed a powerful figure trying to fly over and snatch the scriptures, but he was sucked into the vortex and disappeared with a wailing sound.

"As expected of the Evil Emperor, even his inheritance is so ruthless, he doesn't let anyone live in peace."

Golden Horn Dao Lord sighed, but he wasn't in a hurry, because he felt this thing had nothing to do with him.

If you're not destined to have it, you simply can't get it, so I'm quite accepting of it.

"It's obvious this is trying to suck more people in; there might be something dirty at the bottom of the vortex!" Ling Xiao said calmly, his eyes narrowing as he tried to see what was beneath the vortex.

But no matter how hard he peered, he couldn't see what was beneath the vortex.

Based on his experience, if things followed the usual pattern, the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor should be below the vortex.

They painstakingly and deliberately created these so-called opportunities in order to lure people over and, through some unknown means, revive themselves.

This kind of plot is not unfamiliar to a young man from a Blue Star; in fact, it's quite familiar, he knows it by heart.

Therefore, Ling Xiao did not rush to make a move, but quietly watched as various powerful figures displayed their unique abilities, waiting to see who would succeed.

"Hey! It's you!"

Just then, a surprised voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ling Xiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of men and women who looked like elves approaching together. The woman in the lead had two pairs of luminous wings on her back, and she was as beautiful as a dream.

Beside her stood a beautiful young woman with a noble and elegant demeanor. She wasn't striking at first glance, but her subtle charm was unforgettable.

"The Divine Butterfly Princess?"

Ling Xiao's expression shifted slightly as he recognized the group's origins. They had almost come to blows over a half-step Great Dao Second Stage evil spirit.

"Oh dear, isn't this the little butterfly? This place is too dangerous; it's not a place for a young lady like you. Let's get out of here!"

Uncle Boya laughed and joked.

"You scoundrel! How dare you disrespect the princess? You're courting death!" A handsome and powerful man behind Divine Butterfly Princess shouted. He was none other than the Brahma God, who had almost been killed by Ling Xiao.

"I'm courting death? I wonder who was the one who was beaten to their knees begging for mercy back then, tsk tsk tsk..." Uncle Boya sneered, completely unfazed, perfectly embodying the proverb "a rat relying on its master's power."

"Kneeling and begging for mercy? Who is that? How pathetic!"

Golden Horn Dao Lord stretched his head and asked, looking curious. He asked this on purpose, playing along with Uncle Boya.

"Brute!"

Brahma God's face turned ashen, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to want to tear the two of them to pieces.

"Enough, Brahma God, you may leave now."

Divine Butterfly Princess raised her jade hand, signaling him to stop talking.

Then, she looked at Ling Xiao and smiled faintly, "I didn't expect you to be Ling Xiao. This is quite a surprise."

Upon seeing the Netherworld Heavenly Horse, and with the information she had recently learned, Divine Butterfly Princess naturally guessed Ling Xiao's identity.

"Likewise," Ling Xiao replied indifferently.

Divine Butterfly Princess's gaze toward Ling Xiao gradually turned cold.

"Ling Xiao! I ask you, did you kill my sister, Die Lian?"

"Back then, she followed the Seven-Colored True Lord down to the mortal realm, saying she was going to a place called the Primordial World, but she never returned."

"If anyone could kill her, it could only be you."

By the end, her eyes were filled with a cold glint.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao glanced at Divine Butterfly Princess with some surprise. He hadn't expected this woman to be so clever, able to guess even such a "profound" problem.

"That's right, you guessed correctly. He who kills will be killed in return. She tried to kill me, but I killed her instead. It's all your sister's own fault."

Ling Xiao nodded and readily admitted it without the slightest hesitation. Since the other party had already asked, they were probably pretty sure what was going on, and denying it would only make them a laughingstock.

"It really is you!" Divine Butterfly Princess was furious, her eyes flashing with an astonishingly cold light, and a dense killing intent overflowed, shattering the void in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Boya, Golden Horn Dao Lord, Mu Tianqing, and the others all showed strange expressions, looking at Ling Xiao with odd expressions.

This guy actually killed the little princess of the Heaven-Rending Emperor Butterfly Clan.

Without a doubt, this is a person of noble status.

Before them was Zhan Tianyan, and after them was the Prison Beast King; both were born into nobility.

So, Ling Xiao is specifically targeting and killing these people?

"Think it over. If you want to avenge your sister, you'll end up like her."

Ling Xiao said coldly, his brows furrowed indifferently.

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, Yan Shuitian, who was standing beside Divine Butterfly Princess, could no longer stand it. She stepped forward and coldly shouted, her phoenix eyes revealing an unparalleled sense of majesty.

Divine Butterfly Princess is her disciple, and as her master, she naturally cannot stand by and watch her disciple be bullied.

"And who are you?" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed as he looked at Yan Shuitian indifferently. When he saw the other party's cultivation level, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"Seven turns of the half-step Great Dao?"

No wonder Divine Butterfly Princess dared to come to the Mythic Battlefield for training; it turns out she had such a master protecting her.

With a cultivation level of half-step to the seventh stage of the Great Dao, while not enough to sweep away everything, protecting a person shouldn't be a problem as long as there are no special circumstances.

"This is my master, Yan Shuitian. Ling Xiao, don't think you can be arrogant just because you killed the Blood Moon Demon God."

This world is vast, and there are many powerful beings you cannot even imagine.