Amid flickering specks of firefly light, the butterfly danced around Meng Xi, dazzlingly beautiful.
"A butterfly?"
Meng Xi frowned at the butterfly and raised her pale wrist. It fluttered lightly into her palm, its thin wings opening and closing, beat by beat.
"I think I remember you-" Meng Xi looked thoughtful, her eyes lit by the glow spilling from the butterfly. "You're-"
"The Three-Life Butterfly!"
The moment Meng Xi spoke that name, the butterfly sprang up with a whoosh and landed on the tips of her hair. Radiance blossomed from its body, enveloping her in an instant.
In the next moment, Meng Xi's figure began to turn illusory!
Hum!
Divine intent flowed from between Hong Yuan's brows, densely filling the void like countless chains winding down, only to pass straight through the butterfly and Meng Xi.
He reached out to seize them, but it was like trying to scoop the moon from water. With a soft pop, a bubble seemed to burst.
Meng Xi and the butterfly both vanished before his eyes, as though they had never appeared.
Yet the instant Meng Xi disappeared, Hong Yuan had already activated his [Karmic Calamity Dao Seed], engraving a wisp of her aura within it.
Hong Yuan stared at the void before him, which had not rippled in the slightest, his gaze flickering.
The Three-Life Butterfly?!
This was not the first time he had heard that name.
The notes left behind by the Daojun Emperor in the Great Ming world had recorded his encounter with a butterfly in a dream.
The butterfly had taken Emperor Jiajing into his previous life, bringing him into a vast, boundless world of cultivation filled with all manner of inconceivable martial arts.
At its pinnacle, the martial path could reach the divine!
The True Martial World!
Emperor Jiajing