Qian Daochen VS Bear Lord! One Sword, Crushing a Ferocious Beast!

The Light Dragon God Butterfly lowered its antennae.

"Why?"

It had lived in this valley for a hundred thousand years.

It had absorbed sunlight and devoured heavenly treasures.

It had never harmed any other Soul Beast, yet after surviving the Hundred-Thousand-Year Tribulation, it had lost the right to continue advancing.

Qian Daochen looked at the radiant dragon pattern on its forehead.

"There is a trace of Dragon God Bloodline within you."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly raised its head.

"Dragon God Bloodline?"

"Light, the Dragon Clan, and divine butterflies—three powers have converged within your body."

Qian Daochen extended a finger and pointed at the center of its brow from afar.

A strand of sword intent entered the Light Dragon God Butterfly's body.

Its body immediately shone with golden light.

Within that radiance, a tiny silver dragon phantom coiled into view.

The dragon phantom was only the size of a palm.

Yet the instant it appeared, every flower in the valley bowed low in all directions.

The Light Dragon God Butterfly sensed the power within its body, and its gaze gradually dimmed.

"If I possess Dragon God Bloodline, why am I still stuck at a hundred thousand years?"

"Because something has gone wrong with your life source."

Qian Daochen withdrew his finger.

"This is neither an injury nor a matter of your bloodline being too weak."

"Your path of cultivation was severed from the very beginning."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly stared blankly at him.

"Heavenly Dao is targeting me?"

"More or less."

Qian Daochen looked toward the sky above the valley.

"Your bloodline is too special, and your level of life has exceeded what Soul Beasts of this era can endure."

"After the Hundred-Thousand-Year Tribulation, your body can no longer bear stronger power."

"Once Soul Power enters your body, it disperses on its own."

"That is also why your life source has gradually weakened."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly lowered its head and looked at its wings.

The grayish-white patterns near their roots were slowly spreading outward.

"How much longer can I live?"

"At most, three years."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly fell silent.

It had long known that it did not have much time left.

But hearing the answer from Qian Daochen still left it feeling hollow inside.

It possessed talent far beyond that of its kin.

It had cultivated to a hundred thousand years in less than ten thousand years.

It had thought it could continue breaking through and become a powerhouse in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Instead, after reaching a hundred thousand years, everything had stopped.

"I don't want to die."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly raised its head.

"I haven't seen the outside world yet."

"Nor have I truly grown strong."

Qian Daochen looked at it for a moment.

"I have a way to save you."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly's wings abruptly spread wide.

A shower of golden motes drifted down from its wings.

"Really?"

"Your life source has already declined. Ordinary methods cannot restore it."

Qian Daochen said:

"But you can choose sacrifice."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly's eyes gradually dimmed.

"After sacrificing myself, I will die."

"My physical body will disappear."

"But I can preserve your soul for you."

Qian Daochen raised his head and looked in the direction of Spirit City.

"I have a junior."

"She possesses the Angel God Bloodline and has already received the Angel God's inheritance."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly blinked.

"A God Rank inheritance?"

"She will certainly become a god in the future."

Qian Daochen said:

"After you sacrifice yourself to her, your soul can be preserved."

"When she becomes a god, she can use divine power to reshape your body."

"At that time, not only will you be revived, but your life source will also be restored."

"The Dragon God Bloodline within you will likewise be enhanced."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly stood frozen in place.

It had originally thought Qian Daochen's method would merely extend its life.

It had never expected him to point out a true path to rebirth.

"Can your junior truly become a god?"

"As long as nothing unexpected happens, she will become the Angel God."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly looked at Qian Daochen.

"She is the Angel God's successor, and she has your protection."

"Isn't that just a second-generation god?"

Qian Daochen did not deny it.

"You could understand it that way."

All four of the Light Dragon God Butterfly's wings unfolded at once.

Golden motes gathered above the sea of flowers, forming a curtain of light.

It had cultivated for a hundred thousand years, endured tribulation, and suffered the decline of its life source.

It did not want to die here.

Still less did it want the Dragon God Bloodline within it to vanish along with it.

If sacrifice could preserve its soul.

If that Angel God successor could truly become a god.

Then this was indeed a stroke of fortune for it.

The Light Dragon God Butterfly quickly made its decision.

"I am willing."

Qian Daochen nodded.

"When I return to Spirit City, I will take you to meet her."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly folded its wings.

But after taking just two steps, its body swayed slightly.

Golden light spilled from within it.

The decline of its life source was more severe than it had imagined.

"I am too weak right now."

It looked at Qian Daochen.

"Can I hold on until Spirit City?"

"No."

Qian Daochen raised his hand.

"Then I will sleep first."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly's body gradually shrank.

Its wings, more than ten meters wide, turned into two golden shards of light.

Dragon-scale patterns and radiant dragon patterns merged into its body at the same time.

A moment later, only a fist-sized golden sphere of light remained.

Inside the sphere, a tiny butterfly curled up its wings.

It sent out one final mental ripple.

"Once you meet your junior, remember to wake me."

"I will."

Qian Daochen reached out and held the golden sphere.

The sphere landed in his palm, transformed into a streak of light, and entered his Storage Soul Tool.

The valley returned to silence.

The golden flowers slowly raised themselves, and the motes of light on their petals gradually faded away.

Qian Daochen looked at the empty sea of flowers.

He had only been passing through the Star Dou Great Forest.

He had not expected to encounter a Light Dragon God Butterfly.

If this Soul Beast had continued living according to its original fate, it would have fallen within three years at most.

Now that it had met him, its ending had changed.

"A pleasant surprise."

Qian Daochen turned around, preparing to leave the valley.

A furious shout came from afar.

"Human!"

"Where did you take the Light Dragon God Butterfly?"

The earth began to tremble.

Giant trees outside the valley snapped one after another.

A pitch-black figure charged out from the dense forest.

It stood over ten meters tall, its body covered in dark golden fur.

Its two front claws were even wider than its body, their tips glinting with dark golden light.

The Dreadclaw Darkgolden Bear.

Bear Lord.

Bear Lord landed in the center of the valley, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

"The Light Dragon God Butterfly's aura suddenly vanished."

"Your aura is here too."

"Human, you dared enter the Star Dou Great Forest and abduct a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

Qian Daochen glanced at him.

"I was merely passing through."

"The Light Dragon God Butterfly chose to leave with me."

Bear Lord stared at him.

"You say it chose to, so it chose to?"

"It is a Soul Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest."

Qian Daochen did not continue explaining.

There was no need for him to speak with Bear Lord.

Seeing his attitude, Bear Lord's dark golden fur stood on end.

"Hand it over."

Qian Daochen turned and walked toward the valley entrance.

Bear Lord raised one foreclaw.

"Trying to run?"

"Heaven-Splitting Claw!"

Dark golden light instantly filled the entire valley.

Five claw marks tore through space, sweeping toward Qian Daochen from behind with incomparably immense force.

Every giant tree in their path snapped apart.

Five deep ravines were carved into the valley floor.

The sea of flowers rolled back to either side.

Even the clouds in the sky were forcibly split apart.

Bear Lord had held nothing back in this strike.

He intended to use his greatest power to keep this human who dared take away the Light Dragon God Butterfly.

Qian Daochen stopped.

He did not turn around.

The ancient sword at his waist unsheathed itself.

Sword light flowed from the scabbard, illuminating the entire valley.

He swept his sword horizontally.

There was no massive sword phantom.

Nor was there any deafening roar.

The five claw marks capable of tearing open space all came to a halt before the blade.

Immediately afterward, the claw marks dissipated inch by inch.

The dark golden light was erased as though by an invisible force.