There seemed to be a roar coming from it.
In the blink of an eye, the huge tornado came from far away and almost instantly arrived beside Feng Qingyang. The wind was whistling, and it could not tell the difference between life and death.
The butterfly still flapped its wings, but every time it flapped, Feng Qingyang could clearly sense the passing of its life, like a sea bursting its dam. The moment a gap appeared, the ending was doomed. No one could block that irreversible gap. The gears of time crushed it mercilessly. No one knew the origin of the butterfly, and no one knew what kind of world this was.
Amid the roar, the butterfly suddenly struggled. Its originally weak vitality began to burn in an instant. Colorful light flowed, illuminating the entire sky in an instant.
Feng Qingyang's expression kept changing. The tornado had infinite pressure. If it hit the Supreme God Realm, it would probably shatter it in an instant. But when it touched him, it was like ice water. Although it was very cold, it was not as scary as he had imagined. However, what shook him was that the butterfly was actually burning its vitality at this moment.
Perhaps it was a last flicker of light, the colorful light became more and more intense, covering the chaos for tens of thousands of miles. However, the halo was ultimately short-lived. The burning life might be able to witness the former glory, but after the decline, it can only be reduced to ashes under the gears of fate.
"Hiss...hiss..."
The chirping of butterflies seemed to be heard in my ears, and its huge wings fanned out four huge worlds, blocking the raging tornado in the air, and the raging chaos returned to calm again. After doing all this, the light on its body began to dim, and even its huge body began to become illusory.
However, at this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart. He didn't know where this unwillingness came from, but as soon as it appeared, he almost went berserk.
"No! You can't die!"
Feng Qingyang murmured, his eyes flashing with brilliance. Fairy light flowed as he flipped his hand, and a huge palm print fell from the sky. It was not intended to kill the butterfly, but to seal this world when it fell.
Vast and empty, the boundless universe consists of countless worlds. At this moment, Feng Qingyang looks at it and it seems that he just walked out of the cave again. Originally, he was a little confused as to why it is such a chaotic existence here, with only one butterfly that will continue to fly even if it exhausts its life.
The butterfly is flying, but who knows what it is longing for? The passing of spring and the coming of autumn? Or the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers? None of them. What it longs for is its own world, what it longs for is eternity after destruction!
If the world of cultivation is a Dantian world within the body of a god in the Supreme God Realm, where one cultivates oneself using billions of lives as a cauldron, and destroys the essence of the Dantian world to achieve sudden rebirth and break through the realm of the God King, then the chaotic land behind this vortex where Feng Qingyang came to is just a cave.
It’s just that the owner of this cave has no idea of life or death, or perhaps he has already died. His soul turned into a butterfly, and at the moment of his death, he engraved his own path on the wings of the butterfly in a way of reincarnation. Therefore, four big worlds were born. Perhaps, that was the path he once walked, and the reason for this was that he wanted to see the rest of his life again.
The True Immortal Realm, the Ancestral Demon Realm, the Xuanluo Realm, and the Daozhen Realm where Feng Qingyang came from.
The so-called four great realms, the so-called Immortal Ancestor, Demon Ancestor, Profound Ancestor, and Taoist Ancestor are just the incarnations of the person who is about to die. They have transcended from their own realms one by one and came to this boundless chaotic land. However, perhaps fate is just playing tricks on people. Even with their abilities, they will get lost here.
If Feng Qingyang had not arrived, perhaps nothing would have changed. But when the butterfly burned its life and illuminated this place with colorful light, the four transcendental masters who had traveled countless miles away saw the light here and saw Feng Qingyang standing in front of the colorful butterfly.
Boom!
Chaos rolled back, and the aura of transcendence suppressed all directions. The butterfly could no longer hold on and slowly fell to the ground. Its wings stopped flapping, and almost at the moment it stopped, the last supreme divine realm in its wings was instantly destroyed. It turned into nothingness in almost an instant, leaving no trace.
The butterfly fell, and just as it was falling into the chaos below, Feng Qingyang gently raised his hand, and a soft breath supported it, preventing the butterfly from falling further.
The butterfly had not died completely yet, and there was still a faint light in its pupils. It also looked at Feng Qingyang silently, with stubbornness and a hint of relief in its eyes. It was a promise to fulfill its mission and complete it even if it exhausted its life. To outsiders, this seemed stupid, but Feng Qingyang understood that this was the butterfly repaying his favor.
“I said I would not let you die, and I also said I would not let the Supreme God Realm perish. You gave birth to them and used them to sharpen my true spirit, but don’t you know that the appearance of the four transcendents will completely drain your essence? I don’t know how you used the Supreme God Realm that should have been shattered to give birth to me after they all transcended, but I am really grateful to you. Without you, there would be no awakening of me.”
Feng Qingyang sighed softly. If he was still a little dazed before, he was now completely awake. The moment the butterfly appeared, when the chaotic energy below could not hurt him, when the butterfly burned its life, the powerful colorful light immediately shook off the shackles that had not yet been completely unlocked.
Boom!
The chaos was overflowing, and when the last ray of colorful halo dissipated, four figures came quickly from all directions. Time seemed to stop at this moment, and it seemed to have reached its extreme. Maybe there is no time in the world, but it is just a thought that is born after waiting for a long time.
"Feng Qingyang!"
The man who spoke had a handsome face, and his clothes were whiter than snow. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his resolute face was engraved with vicissitudes of life. His face was exactly the same as Feng Qingyang's.
"That damn butterfly really hid and gave birth to you, hum!" Another person continued to speak. He was wearing a blood-red robe, his red hair was flying wildly, and his scarlet eyes were filled with a destructive aura that could shatter everything. He was arrogant and overbearing.
“I thought that old butterfly should have died long ago, but I didn’t expect it to last until this time. When I sent you the Gate of Time and Space, I only transformed myself into a spirit and went to the Supreme God Realm. I just wanted to comfort you because I guessed that the Supreme God Realm would be destroyed without a doubt, and I also guessed that with the destruction of the Supreme God Realm, your hope of resurrection would be completely cut off. The Gate of Time and Space was just for you to see the past over the years, but I never thought that you would actually transcend and destroy the ancestral temple I left behind!”