Chapter 2062: The Extraordinary Butterfly, the Future True Fairy of the Demon Race

"Butterfly!"

"Hahaha... hahaha... butterfly..."

Jiang Ding was overjoyed, nearly breaking into a dance.

For a sword cultivator, how important is an opponent?

And he, although possessing absolute claim rights over the Seven Star Domains, dared not appear in his true form in any corner of the Seven Star Domains; this would create a severe crisis of loyalty among his subordinates, the consequences of which he and the Immortal Sect could not accept, for the loyalty of human experts always comes with conditions.

Now, he had unexpectedly encountered a powerful anomaly of the Demon Race in the wild, a Supreme of the Seven Tribulations of the Dream Dao!

Although Jiang Ding had once slain the head of the Seven-Slaughter Sword Master, he harbored no arrogance and had not lost a clear understanding of his own strength.

First, the Seven-Slaughter Sword Master had only one head, far from being a Supreme of the Eight Tribulations, the gap was too vast, just like the difference between a single head and a complete living being.

Second, in the Solar System, the Great Sun Sword Master naturally enjoyed the dual blessings of the Nine Spirit Realm Heavenly Dao and the suppression of high-energy beings by the Spiritless Universe; the former amplified the Great Sun Sword Master's combat power, while the latter suppressed the opponent's combat power, making his strength in his lair and outside his lair completely two different levels.

Jiang Ding had a clear understanding of his own strength, and equally precise understanding of the whetstone he needed.

This was the instinct of a sword cultivator.

And now, within the instinct of the Great Sun Sword Dao, this butterfly before him carried an aura of death.

This was a beautiful whetstone!

"Butterfly, you are so good."

"It seems you just ascended? What a coincidence!"

Jiang Ding did not rush to act, asking with concern, "Do you need time to stabilize your cultivation?"

"It doesn't matter,"

"This Lord is not in a hurry; you may take as long as you need to stabilize your cultivation."

These words were soft and kind, just like greeting an old friend one had not seen in a long time.

"Great Sun..."

The Lord of the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly spoke slowly.

A cold pressure slowly spread outward in all directions.

At this moment, the doubt in her heart regarding her breakthrough not long ago finally found its answer.

In her estimation, it should have taken several thousand more years to break through, at which time the possibility of success would have been extremely high; now, the possibility of breaking through was not zero, but it was low.

She had thought it was just luck.

This was common; she possessed great potential for breakthrough, so breaking through at any time was not surprising.

Now that she thought about it, this was not luck.

It was the fortune of the Demon Race falling upon her!

The Lord of the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly glanced at the shattered clan-protecting formation surrounding them; a shade of gloom appeared in her azure pupils, her spine grew cold, and she secretly felt lucky.

How strong was the Ten Thousand Dreams Endless

clan-protecting formation?

This formation was forged by her own hands from the heavenly treasures and earthly gems scavenged from the entire Fallen Immortal Xian Gao Jie; she knew the strength of this formation better than anyone.

It could be stated clearly that it had reached the extreme below a Supreme of the Seven Tribulations, impossible to improve even a fraction; even if ten Supremes joined forces to attack, they could not hope to break this formation in a short time.

Yet such a formation was reduced to dust and ash by a single sword strike from that youth in green robes, from this junior!

The Lord of the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly secretly felt lucky.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Do not look at how she was previously invincible in the Fallen Immortal Xian Gao Jie, defeating all opponents through alliances and strategies, hailed as the number one Supreme of the Fallen Immortal Xian Gao Jie, with strength far surpassing other Supremes.

But she was ultimately not a Supreme of the Seven Tribulations.

No matter how strong her power was, it was still the strength of a Supreme of the Six Tribulations; under that terrifying sword strike, she too would have died instantly!

"Junior,"

"The Fallen Realm clearly has never produced a Supreme heavenly tribulation, so why have you quietly ascended?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly spoke coldly.

The past is the past!

After ascending to become a Supreme of the Seven Tribulations, she was no longer the same, fearing no opponent of the same realm.

'Great Sun Supreme!'

Below, the Lord of Heavenly Blood Dragon, the Supreme of Hundred-Headed Black Prison, and others trembled in their hearts, unable to believe it.

Clearly, he was just a junior from many years ago, an ant, so how did he suddenly appear and suddenly shatter the clan-protecting formation of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan with a single sword strike?

All of this felt like a dream.

An anomaly!

This was another anomaly!

The difference this time was that this anomaly came from the Human Race.

The probability of this race producing anomalies was too high, and their growth was too fast, far exceeding anomalies of the Demon Race.

Compared to the fortune of the Human Race, the fortune of the Demon Race was truly an extremely scattered, extremely vague thing.

The vast fortune of the Demon Race often manifested as the fortune of the Dragon Clan, the fortune of the Phoenix Clan, the fortune of the Golden Crow, etc.; the fortune falling upon weak races was truly meager, often manifesting as a phenomenon of lacking strength for the future.

"Impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible..."

The Lord of Heavenly Blood Dragon and others simply could not accept this reality.

A former ant, a junior, had now become a terrifying expert who could easily control their life and death, surpassing them one by one on the Immortal Dao in almost an instant, leaving them in a daze.

"Great Sun Sword Disciple..."

Immortal Butterfly Disciple then revealed a look of fear.

Great Sun Sword Progeny!

This is the nightmare of every Dao Progeny of Meteor Immortal Realm.

In those years, Great Sun Sword Progeny slew every Dao Progeny of Meteor Immortal Realm in a single battle beneath his sword; even when all of them joined forces it was useless. To this day, that name remains the nightmare of every prodigy of Meteor Immortal Realm, unable to summon the will to resist; no prodigy believes they can

claim victory against this terrifying being.

And now, Great Sun Sword Progeny has returned once more, becoming a Supreme; who can withstand him?

Only her mother!

Her mother is an anomaly of the demon race, having transcended the limits of her species. In only a few hundred thousand years, she achieved the Seven Tribulation Supreme realm that Meteor Immortal Realm had not seen in tens of millions of years — she will surely be able to create another miracle.

"How did this sovereign advance?"

"Butterfly, you need not concern yourself with that."

"You only need to know that you will die beneath my sword."

"You are no ordinary butterfly — a butterfly who has transcended the shackles of racial bloodline. In the future you have many possibilities for greatness; you might even become a candidate for the True Progeny of the demon race."

Jiang Ding said calmly, "At present, this sovereign's Great Dream Sword Realm still lacks a core — a core of the Dao of Dreams. You look quite suitable; you are a dream-Dao material of tremendous potential, truly an anomaly of the demon race, with many extraordinary qualities."

"If you were given sufficient opportunity, sufficient fortune, sufficient time, in the future you might well create a glory like that of the first-generation Nine-Leaf Sword Grass."

"You do possess such a possibility."

"Therefore,"

"If I were to refine you into the core of the Great Dream Sword Realm, and add many rare materials besides, in the future it might well become a supreme research treasure that shakes the endless starry sky."

The blue-robed youth went on speaking some words that no one could understand.

An anomaly of the demon race has, in this era, encountered an anomaly of the human race!

This may not be coincidence.

The Heavenly Dao of the human race is cunning, and cruel.

It must be pushing this situation forward, intending to strangle in the cradle any demon-race anomaly that transcends the shackles of blood and species. A demon-race anomaly like the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, who broke through head-on through the sword-cultivator profession inherited from the human race — no one wishes to see such a thing ever again.

One lesson is enough.