"Is there anything strange around here?" Mr. Cetian was also deep in thought at this moment. Although he is just a remnant soul and has no fighting power, his perception is far better than anyone else in this world.
He is a strong man in the Bagua Realm, and his perception may not be as good as Mr. Cetian, who has a residual soul left. After all, when he broke through to the Liuhe Realm, he integrated the Life Path into his own soul, and his soul strength is far beyond what ordinary people can compare with.
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After being silent for a long time, Mr. Cetian suddenly remembered something and said loudly: "Oh no, it's the Spirit Mist Butterfly! These mists are probably not all emitted by the Mist Butterfly Vanilla, but also shaped by the Spirit Mist Butterfly.
In this mist, let alone me now, even I couldn't detect its existence at the beginning. If you want to perceive the existence of the spirit mist butterfly, you can only rely on some special means. Otherwise, it is estimated that only the legendary
Only when you are in the Ten Directions Realm can you do it.”
"Spirit Mist Butterfly?" After hearing these three words, Ji You suddenly became vigilant. The Great Zhou True Dragon Art was running in his body, and he was ready to take action at any time.
"Human, you can't touch this thing. Leave immediately. I won't hurt you." At this moment, a voice sounded directly in Ji You's mind.
Before Ji You could speak, an extremely powerful soul power burst out, and Mr. Cetian's voice echoed throughout the world: "If you don't speak, I won't be able to find you, but now that you speak
But it exposed everything about you. I never thought that there would be a fifth-level spirit mist butterfly in this world, which really surprised me."
As soon as Mr. Cetian's words came out, the surrounding thick fog was instantly dispersed. Even if he was just a wisp of remnant soul, his attainments above the soul still existed. He might not be able to attack or anything, but if he dispersed the fog shaped by the spirit mist butterfly,
The dense fog is still not a problem.
After the thick fog dissipated, a woman with a pair of transparent wings standing behind her appeared in front of Ji You. This woman was like a fairy who was born from the dust, with a faint mist surrounding her body. The colorful feathers exuded
A little bit of light, and every time the wings behind her moved slightly, a refreshing fragrance would be emitted.
Part of the fifth-level spirit mist butterfly's body has turned into a human form, and the transparent wings behind it disappeared, which is when she stepped into the sixth level. However, in this world now, it is almost impossible for humans to step into Liuhe.
In this environment, it is almost impossible for monsters to enter the sixth level. Otherwise, this world would have been dominated by monsters long ago.
"A strong person in the Nine Palaces Realm?" Feeling the powerful soul breath, Lingwudie's expression also changed. She has inherited a lot of memories, so for the realm above the Five Elements Realm, even for the things of that era
There is also a lot of understanding. Moreover, the spirit mist butterfly is extremely sensitive to the soul aura. When it feels the soul aura, the transcendent existence in the inherited memory is heard.
But after a while, Lingwudie became a lot more relaxed, and said slowly: "It turns out to be just a wisp of remnant soul. It seems that it survived the original battle. If it didn't go to the new world, it wouldn't be complete.
The soul, the opportunity to reshape the body. Who would have thought that in this era when the Liuhe realm is a legend, since there is still a peerless person in the Nine Palaces realm who is still alive."
In that era, all the strong men at the peak of the Nine Palaces Realm were given the title of peerless. After all, without leaving the Ten Directions Realm, the peak of the Nine Palaces Realm could already be called peerless strongmen.
"Haha, although I am just a ray of remnant soul, you, the Spirit Mist Butterfly, are not much better, right? If I am not mistaken, you are already close to the sixth time of cocooning, which can be as short as five years or as long as
Ten years. If within this period of time, you cannot find a single piece of heaven and earth profound energy
If there is plenty of space and is suitable for you to transform into a cocoon, you will die while transforming into a cocoon. At that time, maybe there will be another fog butterfly vanilla between heaven and earth." Mr. Cetian sneered, the key to the empty mountain
At this moment, a faint light was floating in the air, and he immediately spoke.
"What do you mean, sir?" Lingwudie's face turned gloomy after hearing what he just said.
"I just want to help my little friend get this Mist Butterfly Herb. You are guarding this Mist Butterfly Herb just because you can feel a sense of closeness from it. But, how long can you guard it?
Five years or ten years? When you fail to break out of the cocoon, will this Mist Butterfly Vanilla also fall into the hands of other people?"
After a slight pause, Mr. Cetian then said: "If you give this misty butterfly herb to my little friend, I can give you a guarantee. I dare not say more, at least you will be transformed for the sixth time."
Cocoon, there won’t be any problems entering the sixth level. I don’t know, what do you think?”
"Why do you give me such a guarantee?" Lingwudie's expression moved slightly, but she still remained calm and asked. In her opinion, Mr. Cetian cannot protect himself at the moment, although this residual soul can be in the empty mountain.
She survives in the key, but has little strength. If it was in its heyday, it would not be a problem to help her break out of the cocoon, but now...
"I made an oath in the name of Cetian. If I cannot help the sixth time to break out of the cocoon, then I am willing to disappear and no longer exist between heaven and earth. Are you satisfied with this?" Mr. Cetian did not hesitate.
He said it directly.
"Cetian? Could it be that your Excellency is one of the peerless figures of that era, Mr. David Wei of Cetian?" Upon hearing the word "Cetian", Lingwudie's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer had the calmness he had before.
The name of Tian was known to everyone in that era. Since Lingwu Die has inherited the memory, it is normal for him to know Mr. Cetian's name.
"I am indeed Mr. Cetian, but now it is just a remnant soul. There is no need to mention the name of Peerless." Mr. Cetian seemed to be evoked by the word "peerless" mentioned by Lingwudie.
After the words fell, he let out a long sigh.
What was peerless back then is now just a remnant soul...
Just before everyone could react, Lingwudie suddenly knelt down in front of the Key to the Empty Mountain. After three consecutive bows, he said: "Wutianling has seen her benefactor. If there was no benefactor in the first place,
, Tianling’s lineage of spirit mist butterflies has probably died out a long time ago. Maybe my benefactor has forgotten what happened back then, but Tianling’s lineage of spirit mist butterflies will remember it from generation to generation.”