Chapter 1218: with translation of chapter title

"That butterfly is strange! That is definitely the true form of the butterfly phantom we saw in the Space Channel! Damn Yunlan Potian, why didn't he tell us—Lu Xuan has already taken control of it?"

Numerous great demons all saw the terror of that butterfly!

The power now suppressing them all comes from that butterfly!

They became extremely indignant, only able to watch helplessly as the terrifying power erased their lives.

"What exactly is the true cultivation of Lord Lu?"

"Now with the butterfly lending him power, he is already invincible in this phantom realm!"

"Yunlan Potian, you damned thing, why didn't you tell us this crucial information!"

"..."

Soon, all the great demons in the field perished at Lu Xuan's hands.

Many of the Wei Yang Army looked at Lu Xuan with excited faces.

When Lord Lu made a move, it was simply shocking to the world!

Tie Xiaoqing raised her jade hand again, and more great cauldrons appeared between heaven and earth.

The demon spirits' flesh fell one after another into the great cauldron, beginning to cook.

Yang Ling'er, Qiu Qiu, and a few others walked over to Lu Xuan, saying, "Master, what kind of existence is this butterfly?"

Lu Xuan gave a faint smile and briefly explained the matter of Xiao Nannan and the butterfly.

Yang Ling'er's beautiful eyes shifted, and she suddenly understood: "So this is Yunlan Potian's opportunity, the foundation of his rule over Yunlan Heaven. But Yunlan Potian bound Xiao Nannan and the Xuanlin Butterfly Ruins together; now the heavenly trend will shift, and Xiao Nannan will likely suffer as well."

Qiu Qiu, lost in thought, said, "This butterfly is indeed related to the Butterfly World!"

Xiao Liang said with some worry, "That bastard Yunlan Potian probably still has a trump card, intending to threaten us with Xiao Nannan!"

Lu Xuan nodded and said, "No problem. Nobody can move Xiao Nannan. The River Heaven Sword Sect is currently in a great battle; let's go over."

"Good."

Yang Ling'er immediately ordered the Wei Yang Army to muster.

Lu Xuan, borrowing the butterfly's power, scanned the entire Xuanlin Butterfly Ruins and calmly uttered one word: "Destroy!"

In this realm, a portion of the Guile Hall and Gu Clan members remain, still breaking the Dao patterns here, making the phantom realm's cracks larger and larger.

In the next instant, an incomparably domineering force descended upon everyone!

The vast mighty power of this phantom realm!

Numerous Guile Hall and Gu Clan members looked up with shocked faces, bewildered and dazed, asking, "What has happened?"

They were suddenly locked onto by a heavenly killing intent!

This is even more terrifying than the heavenly malice they had previously encountered!

After all, that kind of heavenly malice needs to accumulate to a certain degree before the heavens will obliterate it.

But now, they have all become the obliteration target of this realm's heavens.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heaven and earth kept rumbling; this killing intent that gives life and takes it away fundamentally does not allow their resistance.

The power of time, like a passing goose leaving no trace, swept over the land, turning all the Guile Hall and Gu Clan members into piles of ash, which then scattered with the wind.

No matter how strong the Guile Dao is, or how varied the Gu Dao, they cannot withstand the erosion of time.

Not long after.

Within the Xuanlin Butterfly Ruins, all enemies were completely cleared.

Lu Xuan calmly said, "Let's go, head to the River Heaven Sword Sect. In the true Yunlan Heaven Domain, the Guile Hall, Gu Clan, and demon race are still running rampant."

Yang Ling'er slightly furrowed her brows; she naturally understood her master's meaning.

Because of Xiao Nannan, the Xuanlin Butterfly Ruins and the true Yunlan Heaven Domain have become linked; those three forces have already entered the domain, madly siphoning the power of the World Tree, polluting the starry sky, which in turn will affect the Xuanlin Butterfly Ruins.

We must stop them as soon as possible!

Shortly after, Lu Xuan moved his thought, and a vast spatial power descended, enveloping everyone; they vanished directly from the spot.

The destination: the River Heaven Sword Sect.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Palace, Yunlan Potian had already taken in everything that had happened in the Xuanlin Butterfly Ruins.

"Bang!"

His body fell backward directly, he slumped to the ground, his expression becoming utterly at a loss.

"How could this be, how could this be..."

Yunlan Potian's cracked lips kept repeating his confusion.

He never expected that as soon as Lu Xuan descended, this butterfly would be directly controlled by Lu Xuan!

He and Xiao Nannan had lived together day and night for endless ages, yet even he could not achieve this level!

Originally he had fantasized that if he truly went to war with Lu Xuan, he could borrow the butterfly's power to oppose Lu Xuan, perhaps still having a sliver of hope.

But now, his beautiful dream has been shattered.

Lu Xuan's control of the butterfly is tantamount to seizing from him the authority belonging to Yunlan Heaven.

All of this came too fast, completely beyond his expectation.

"Now I still have two trump cards: one is Xiao Nannan, the other is the Gu Clan!"

Yunlan Potian's thoughts raced, and he had already begun to consider the worst-case scenario.

He and Xiao Nannan had an agreement; he believes Xiao Nannan's innocent heart will surely embrace him!

Furthermore, without Xiao Nannan's knowledge, he sealed a wisp of his avatar and stored it in Xiao Nannan's Sea of Divine Sense.

"I, Yunlan Potian, in my dealings, never put all my eggs in one basket."

He also left himself a retreat: handing over one of his avatars to Feng Kuangman.

Feng Kuangman swore on the Great Dao, promising to bring his avatar back to the Gu Clan Heaven and help him embark on the path to immortality!

Thinking of this, Yun Lan Potian began to lament, "How did it come to this, how did it come to this……"

For endless ages, he ruled Yun Lan Heaven, his life of drunken dreams and death was like a flower in the mirror and moon in the water, the udumbara flower blooming once.

His palm slowly opened, as if the past had turned to flowing sand, continually slipping through his fingers.

"Your Majesty, why are you so worried?"

Several plump and alluring concubines came out from the inner palace, like orioles singing and swallows dancing, surrounding him, ready to use their skilled techniques to dispel Yun Lan Potian's worries.

But it was difficult to raise.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" several concubines asked, drenched in sweat, panting, some dissatisfied.

Yun Lan Potian's gaze grew somewhat hollow, his silence seeming to become deafening.

Elsewhere.

The territory of the Changhe Sword Sect.

Boom—boom—boom!

The Moyun Sect's great army continued its frenzied assault on the sword formation; between heaven and earth, demonic qi rolled like a black sea sweeping across the boundless star sea.

These past days, the Changhe Sword Sect has suffered successive defeats, able only to continually contract to the core star sea in order to preserve itself!

The Moyun Sect's offensive was too fierce; moreover, having received the heavenly mandate granted by the Yun Lan Great Emperor, they pressed down on them with heavenly power, making the Changhe Sword Sect even less able to hold out.

Hiss—hiss—hiss—hiss—hiss!

Thick sword qi wove through the core star sea, constantly sinking and floating.

With each breath, a large amount of sword qi is annihilated, while new sword qi is generated, but its generation speed completely cannot keep up with the annihilation speed!

The situation is perilous!

A few days ago, these sword qi were still like a violent storm, but now their might has greatly diminished, like continuous drizzle.

At the heart of the formation, the Chasing Wave Sword trembled continuously; after days of consumption, the vast sword resonance contained within its blade was nearly exhausted.

If it weren't for that strand of Dao Resonance left behind by Lu Xuan, this Heaven-Piercing Sword Formation would have collapsed long ago!

The Changhe Old Ancestor worried anxiously, "What are we to do?"

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