Eternal Sacred King-Chapter 1743: Third Gift

Chapter 1743: Third Gift

“Who is speaking?”

“It seems to be beside the Taboo Dragon Phoenix.”

“That butterfly? It spoke in human tongue?”

The Emperors of the human race discussed softly in shock.

The Dragon Phoenix True Body looked at the blood-colored butterfly in front of him and his breathing turned heavier unconsciously. He merely tried his best to open his eyes without blinking!

He was afraid that this was just a hallucination of his!

He was afraid that the butterfly would vanish the moment he blinked his eyes!

Prior to this, the blood butterfly had also condensed many times.

However, this time round, the blood butterfly was clearly different.

“It seems like the blood butterfly is speaking?”

A Witch of the upper world frowned slightly. “A Bloodline phenomenon is actually sentient?”

For some reason, Elder Feng felt increasingly frustrated and uneasy.

His expression darkened as he said coldly, “No matter what it is, shatter it!”

A dark green light shone brightly in Elder Feng’s eyes and an extremely powerful force burst forth from his palm, crushing towards the blood-colored butterfly!

This time round, Elder Feng did not hold back and even enveloped the Dragon Phoenix True Body!

He did not want to search Su Zimo’s soul anymore. He merely wanted to kill the uneasiness in his heart as soon as possible!

The blood-colored butterfly seemed motionless.

However, her wings trembled slightly!

The vibration of that tremble was extremely small and could not be seen with the naked eye. It was also shockingly fast and in the eyes of others, it was almost motionless!

However, after that slight tremble, a terrifying energy fluctuation burst forth from the void!

The surrounding void collapsed instantly!

Poof!

Immediately after, blood spewed everywhere in the firmaments!

Right in front of the living beings of the ten thousand races, Elder Feng’s outstretched palm shattered into a blood mist!

That was not all!

That terrifying power was still spreading along Elder Feng’s palm towards his arm rapidly!

In the blink of an eye, half of Elder Feng’s arm shattered into countless blood foam that splattered down!

“Ah!”

Elder Feng shrieked and retracted his palm hurriedly.

His reaction was extremely fast as well as he swiped his storage bag with his other hand and summoned a white bone saber. Gritting his teeth, he slashed down on his arm!

Pfft!

Elder Feng took advantage of the energy fluctuation and severed his arm before it could spread to his body—blood gushed out like a fountain!

A mere arm injury was nothing for Elder Feng.

However, the pain seeped into his bones!

Elder Feng took two steps back and channeled his Essence Spirit, causing his severed arm to regrow rapidly.

However, his expression turned extremely terrible!

Initially, he thought that no one and no power in the lower world could hurt him.

To think that he would suffer such an impact!

The six witches of the upper world at the side had just reacted as well.

Nobody expected Elder Feng to be injured!

An uproar broke out all over Tianhuang Mainland!

“What’s going on?”

Long Ran clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, “Could there be a way out?”

“It’s possible!”

The storyteller pondered deeply and said, “Desolate Martial was originally a mortal without a spirit root. However, his fate was changed by an expert and he entered the cultivation world.”

“Even I can’t compare to the methods of this expert!”

Long Ran asked in surprise, “You mean the blood-colored butterfly? Can this butterfly defend against the seven witches of the upper world?”

“Sigh, I don’t know either,”

The storyteller shook his head.

Above the firmaments.

The seven witches of the upper world summoned their weapons one after another. Some of them had white bone staffs and some of them had bone sabers and spears. Although they were of different shapes, every single weapon possessed a powerful aura!

The moment those weapons were summoned, the surrounding void could not withstand the pressure and began to collapse!

The seven witches of the upper world had unfriendly expressions as they glared at the blood-colored butterfly not far away.

“What are you?!”

Elder Feng narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.

The blood butterfly did not reply and the surrounding space went into a trance.

Right after, right in front of everyone, the blood butterfly transformed into a woman. She wore a blood-colored robe and her black hair fell like a waterfall. She had an indifferent expression and was extremely elegant.

Looking at that familiar figure, Su Zimo was emotional and his eyes reddened.

All the living beings of Tianhuang Mainland raised their heads and looked at the blood-robed woman as well.

For some reason, although this woman was extremely beautiful, she had a unique aura that was unforgettable after wearing the blood-colored robe!

More importantly, the indifference and pride on the blood-robed woman’s face made it seem as though she did not take anyone seriously!

The moment the blood-robed woman appeared, the Emperors of the human race and the experts of the world felt inferior instinctively.

“It’s her!”

At the border of the North Region, monkey suddenly said.

“Brother Monkey, you know her?”

The spirit tiger, Qing Qing and the other siblings turned and asked curiously.

“We’ve met once,”

Monkey reminisced. “However, that was many years ago. In Cang Lang Mountain Range, she suddenly looked for me and imparted to me a cultivation technique.”

Pausing for a moment, monkey scratched his head and said in confusion, “Even now, I don’t understand why.”

“That woman must be someone that young master can’t forget, right?”

The Little Fox tilted her head slightly and pouted her pink lips, murmuring softly.

Long Ran’s heart skipped a beat and he exclaimed, “So, it’s her!”

Back then, it was Die Yue who descended upon the Dragon Burial Valley and snatched away the Saraca Flower.

Long Ran only realized who it was when the blood butterfly transformed into the blood-robed woman.

“It’s that senior!”

Mo Ying of Divine Phoenix Island was excited when she saw the blood-robed woman.

Back then, it was this blood-robed woman who descended upon Divine Phoenix Island and overwhelmed everything domineeringly to retrieve the Divine Phoenix Bone.

From that day on, Mo Ying idolized her wholeheartedly.

The capital of Great Zhou.

A woman in a pale yellow dress looked up at the skies with a conflicted, bitter and disappointed expression as she murmured, “So, that’s her?”

Above the firmaments.

Su Zimo looked at the back of the blood-robed woman with an emotional expression. Finally, he could not help but call out softly, “M-Miss Die, is that you?”

“Of course it’s me,”

The blood-robed woman turned around and smiled at Su Zimo who was not far away.

Su Zimo was stunned.

That voice had sounded in his ears countless times.

That face had haunted him for a long time!

Su Zimo had not expected that he would be reunited with Die Yue under such circumstances!

In his heart, Su Zimo had countless things he wanted to tell Die Yue.

He wanted to tell Die Yue everything that happened to him up till this point.

However, the thousands of words he wanted to say became incoherent and stuttered.

“Miss Die, why… I never thought that you would…”

Su Zimo’s expression was uneasy. At that moment, he no longer had the dominance and grace of the Martial Emperor and looked like a shy youth.

Die Yue did not say anything and merely smiled at Su Zimo.

“Miss Die, thank you for the gift you left for me. The first two gifts have helped me a lot. However, I don’t know if the third gift…”

Su Zimo’s mind was in a mess and he did not know where to start.

Right then, Die Yue spoke and interrupted Su Zimo.

“The third gift is none other than me.”