The instant Jiang Ding saw the butterfly, memories of the past came to him.
Years ago, in the Thunderflame Domain of the upper realm, he had encountered a spy from the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan. He had learned that the clan was plotting something against the inheriting disciples of the human Immortal Orders.
That race was terrifyingly skilled in illusions. Even within the territories of the human Immortal Orders, it wielded considerable hidden influence.
Light-Thunder Heavenly Lord, an inheriting sword cultivator of the Thunder-Yang Heaven Sword Realm, and Mysterious Water Heavenly Lord and True-Fire Heavenly Lord, inheriting sword cultivators of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, had actually come to the Thunderflame Domain—a battlefield the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan had spent so long preparing.
The coincidence was enough to make his blood run cold.
The Thunderflame Domain lay deep in the human heartland of the Fallen Immortal Realm!
"Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan, you really look like you want your entire race put on trial..."
Jiang Ding's whisper was ice-cold.
Memories of the past stirred once more.
He had harbored doubts at the time. But Light-Thunder Heavenly Lord had already arrived, and Jiang Ding was preparing for a battle to the death. He had not intended to investigate further. The fighting and espionage among the upper realm's near-immortal powers had gone on for countless years; it was not something he could hope to understand.
Besides, he had been confident that his sword soul could suppress every demon and specter, that he had nothing to fear from any illusion targeting the soul.
He had never expected a mortal peril to strike almost immediately!
Had he let it continue, he would sooner or later have lost himself completely and become Butterfly Immortal's puppet: another prodigy caught beneath her butterfly wings, destined