Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding, upon seeing this butterfly, was reminded of some past events.

Back then, in the Upper Realm Thunder Flame Domain, he encountered a spy from the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan and learned that they were brewing some conspiracy, targeting the inheritance disciples of the Human Immortal Sects.

This clan was terrifying on the path of illusions, possessing formidable hidden powers even within the Human Immortal Sects' regions.

Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch of the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm, Xuan Shui Heavenly Monarch of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and True Fire Heavenly Monarch had actually come to the Thunder Flame Domain, a battlefield meticulously prepared by the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan for a long time.

Such a coincidence was truly shocking.

The Thunder Flame Domain was, after all, deep in the heart of the Perishing Immortal Realm's Human Race!

"Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly, truly looks like a dead race seeking total judgment..."

Jiang Ding coldly whispered.

Memories from the past resurfaced once again.

At the time, he had doubts in his mind, but with Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch already here, he was preparing for his life-and-death battle and was not ready to delve deeper. The fights and espionage among the Near Immortal Level forces of the Upper Realm had been ongoing for countless years, something beyond his comprehension.

Moreover, he believed he had confidence, his Sword Soul could suppress all evil spirits, and he feared no Divine Soul Illusion Technique.

Yet he had not anticipated immediately inviting a crisis of death!

If he allowed all this to continue, he would ultimately lose himself completely, becoming a puppet of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly, another elite captured under its butterfly wings, fighting for it until his death.

A picture from the past appeared in Jiang Ding's mind.

When he and Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch reached the final stages of their battle, on the brink of life and death, among the millions of Upper Realm Sword Cultivators watching, there was a dreamlike female cultivator of breathtaking beauty, quietly observing.

She was so beautiful, so captivating.

However, all beings around her seemed oblivious to her, even including the Immortal Artifact Sect, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm's Harmonization God Monarch!

In everyone's eyes, she was so ordinary, like a passerby, receiving no extra attention.

It must be noted that her cultivation was at the Divinity Transformation Stage!

Only at the Divinity Transformation Stage could she silently pass through the barrier of the Upper Realm without causing any ripples.

Otherwise, even if a Heavenly Man of the Demon Race dared to enter the heart of the Human Race, certain death awaited without any chance of escape.

If the Human Race were so weak, it would have perished long ago, not surviving to this day!

She gazed gently at the fierce battleground of the Human Race Inheritance Sword Cultivators.

It was clear that her original targets should have been Xuan Shui Heavenly Monarch and True Fire Heavenly Monarch, or Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch, having prepared for this day for nearly ten thousand years, collecting various information, exhausting enormous Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan forces.

Even so, the chance of success was only ninety percent.

——The remaining ten percent did not come from these Inheritance Sword Cultivators but from their sects, from the gaze of the Heavenly Man leaders in their sects, even the Near Immortal Level ones.

If the Divine Soul fusion was not perfect, there was still a possibility of being detected.

This is the importance of a cultivator's background; their origins constitute a part of their strength, the same for everyone.

This was the risk inevitably faced when targeting the inheritance disciples of the Human Immortal Sects.

However, a new situation appeared before her!

A wild Human Race Inheritance Sword Cultivator with no sect background!

Moreover, this was a Human Race Inheritance Sword Cultivator who was getting closer to becoming a true Immortal Sect Sword Son!

The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly was thrilled.

In an instant, she had a wonderful premonition.

This might just be her great opportunity to achieve her Dao, to surpass all her peers, her reliance on future ascension to immortality.

So, when the last victor of the Human Race Inheritance Sword Cultivators appeared, she transformed without hesitation into a dreamlike butterfly, gently flying and merging into the Divine Soul of the final victor, during his gravely injured and dying state, merging into the essence of his Divine Soul, the deepest part, slowly lying dormant.

She accompanied him back to his hometown, went through many things, and finally ascended to Refining Nothingness together with him.

This time, the power of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly surged dramatically!

The clan's secret technique endowed her with the terrifying ability to replace the Heart Demon Heavenly Tribulation, merging with it, allowing the cultivator to traverse the Heavenly Tribulation while still being within it for hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years, with the potential for an internal demon to erupt at any time, completely losing oneself!

The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly was extremely patient.

She changed little by little, little by little, even planning to spend tens of thousands of years to completely alter this opportunity for ascension to immortality, more patient with him than with any past puppets.

Unexpectedly, an accident occurred right from the start.

This puppet instinctively sensed something was wrong from the beginning, desperately searching his heart, using all possible methods; that exceptional Sword Soul was too sensitive, far beyond the Human Race Inheritance Cultivators.

If within the Human Immortal Sects, just this alone, all her hidden motives would have been exposed.

Reporting it to the Heavenly Man elders or even Near Immortal Level elders, under the terrifying suppression of their realms, all hidden plots would be hilariously useless, utterly ineffective.

Fortunately, this puppet had no such elders.

Once, twice, thrice.

After just three times, all abnormalities would vanish, and the Immortal Butterfly Seed would be fully fused with him, inseparable, destined to be a process of puppet refinement over tens of thousands of years, not a transformation process; everything would be predetermined.

However...

"Jiang Ding."

"Where is this place?"

A space spirit's voice sounded.

Deep within Jiang Ding's Divine Soul, a dreamlike butterfly fanned its wings, transforming into a beautiful, pure woman amidst a hazy glow.

Her appearance was like an immortal, with a blue pattern on her forehead, draped in dreamlike starry wings, adorned with ribbons dancing around her slim waist, resembling a fairy descending into the mortal world.

"How is it that I've never heard of this place?"

The Immortal Butterfly looked at the green-clothed youth before her, asking softly.

She seemed to gaze at him like a lover, gently inquiring.

At this moment, overlapping images appeared in Jiang Ding's Sea of Consciousness.

In his childhood at Fulin Community, a neighbor family lived next door, both parents were teachers; they had a daughter named Immortal Butterfly, who went to kindergarten with him;

In elementary school, when Jiang Ding was bullied by Liu Qiang, who had height and weight in the class, she went to the teacher to discipline Liu Qiang;

In middle school, in high school, studying together, attending classes, supporting each other, cultivating together, and interning at Rongcheng Steel Plant with himself;

At Qingfeng University, in the Northern Plains, in the Fire Spirit Realm, in every place, in every war, her figure was always present...

She was always there, her light unnoticed, silently supporting him...

Overlapping images appeared in Jiang Ding's Sea of Consciousness, instantly merging with his original memories, with no discrepancies whatsoever, as if it were all real.