The gray butterfly did not have any other colors. When it spread its wings, it was one hundred thousand feet long, and an indescribable awe-inspiring presence descended on the ground.
At the instant Su Ming saw the gray butterfly, a legend that had been circulating in the Berserkers' world when he was still in the land of Berserkers rose in his head again …
There was a butterfly, and its name was Harmonious Morus Alba …
"Harmonious Morus Alba …" The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe showed himself for the first time in the land of Berserkers. He stared at the sky in a daze, then at the gray butterfly. A wise and farsighted light shone in his eyes.
"Based on my guess, the final link … lies in the legend of the ancient era, Harmonious Morus Alba. That should be the case!" When the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe mumbled, a complicated look appeared on his face, but it only appeared for an instant before it was replaced by determination.
"Legend …" Su Ming whispered softly. The legend regarding Harmonious Morus Alba had been passed down in the land of Berserkers for an eternity. It was the first time he learned of a butterfly known as Harmonious Morus Alba. When it flapped its wings, it could cause the world to change, and every single time it did so, different anomalies would appear.
Su Ming still remembered that when he returned to the ancient past in the world of All Spirits Hall, he had also seen a fleeting butterfly appear in the sky filled with snow and wind at the instant the blood dragon shattered in Great Yu's Elder's prophecy of the Berserker Sky …
Su Ming seemed to have come to a vague understanding of something. In silence, he stared at the gray butterfly in the sky. The butterfly was also staring at him. It flapped its wings, and a light breeze stirred up. With a will to destroy everything, it descended on the entire land of Berserkers.
It was a pity that the butterfly was still not the true Harmonious Morus Alba of the legends. It was just a projection formed by the gray-robed old man's will.
In silence, Su Ming lifted his right hand, and the Barren Cauldron manifested on his palm. As it shone with a bronze light, it covered Su Ming's face, causing others to be unable to see his expression at that moment. They could only see that as the light from the bronze cauldron grew brighter, a figure gradually appeared on it.
It was a built figure with a long spear in his hand. At the instant it appeared, a primitive and savage presence spread out. It was so strong that it instantly enveloped the entire area.
At the same time, the one hundred million something Great Berserker Souls in Su Ming's body woke up from their slumber after the God of Berserkers Transformation. They instantly surged into the bronze cauldron, and countless protruding faces appeared on it. As the gray butterfly flapped its wings, the figure on the bronze cauldron lifted its head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes and a hint of savagery. With a flash, the figure charged towards the gray butterfly in the sky.
He was so quick that he stirred up a whirlwind. As it howled, it looked as if a gigantic cauldron of whirlwind had appeared in the world. A large number of faces belonging to Great Berserkers' souls manifested around the cauldron, and they looked as if they were roaring.
The cauldron looked illusory, but it also felt corporeal. As it condensed, the spear-wielding figure became even larger. In the blink of an eye, it was thousands of feet tall.
"Berserker!!" When the figure charged out, he let out a hoarse but shocking roar. As he roared, he instantly closed in on the gray butterfly, which was already flapping its wings and stirring up a destructive wind. He charged straight for its right wing.
Su Ming's expression was calm. With the cauldron in his right hand, he watched all of this.
Booming sounds reverberated in the world at that instant. The entire Berserkers' world looked as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were swaying. As it swayed violently, the figure that appeared on the bronze cauldron shuddered and crumbled.
However, the gray butterfly's right wing also trembled as the figure disappeared. A large number of cracks appeared on it, and with a bang, it fell to pieces.
"It's a pity that this is just a projection you created on your own. It's not … the legendary Harmonious Morus Alba," Su Ming said softly. When his words echoed in the air, the gray butterfly in the sky who had lost one of its wings looked towards him. It flapped its left wing again, and the destructive power surged forward with a bang. Su Ming sighed softly.
He lifted his right hand and pointed at the gray butterfly that only had one wing left. Immediately, the supreme treasure on his finger flew out. It grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, it closed in on the gray butterfly. It was already one hundred thousand feet long.
With one crash, the sky shattered. Cracks appeared on the purplish-red seal in the sky. When a loud bang reverberated in the air, the entire sky … shattered to pieces and crumbled. As the seal in the sky crumbled, the ferocious spirits in the world outside fell back before they could rush in. Their bodies were instantly reduced to ashes.
The gray butterfly that only had one wing left also crumbled. It was reduced to powder, and when it vanished into thin air, it also took with it the will that had sighed from the gray-robed old man.
"You are not the one who destroyed me …" These were the old man's final words. Then, the three great wills that had existed since ancient times in Yin Death Vortex … were completely wiped off for all eternity.
The sky roared. Cracks continued spreading out. If anyone cast their gaze over, they would find that the sky looked like shattered stones that were continuously shattering. As they shattered, a large number of fragments flew out, and the scene of the apocalypse shook the hearts of all those who saw it.
Su Ming's one hundred thousand feet ring swept through the world outside with a howl. Wherever it went, all the ferocious spirits in the world outside would be crushed. No matter what level of cultivation they had, all of them disintegrated the moment they touched the ring.
The ring roared and rushed out of the Berserkers' world with a piercing sound. As it spun rapidly in Yin Death Vortex, it charged towards the exit.
It was so fast that it instantly left into the distance. As it moved, it swept up the fog, blasted apart the aura of death, and crushed all the living beings that flew out of the dimension. In fact, even the Dragon of Death found it difficult to dodge in despair. Its body was crushed by the impact, and the ring pierced through it.
All of this might have seemed to have happened over a long period of time, but in truth, it only took the span of a dozen something breaths for the ring to rush out of Yin Death Vortex and appear in True Morning Dao World. At the instant it did so, it looked as if it had opened up a tunnel that connected True Morning Dao World and the Berserkers' world. It turned into a vortex that stirred up all of True Morning Dao World's presence, and it charged towards it with loud bangs.
Su Ming's will was in it. At the same time he rushed into the tunnel, he lifted his hands while he was in the Berserkers' world. He lifted his head and stared at the shattered sky.
"We … will leave Yin Death Vortex. From now on, the Berserkers' world will become a part of True Morning Dao World! I will bring all of you and the entire world to rush out! "
Su Ming's voice echoed in all the Berserkers' ears and lingered for a long time. As True Morning Dao World's presence swept out from the vortex, from the distance, it looked as if a huge hand from True Morning Dao World had sunk into Yin Death Vortex with an indescribable presence. It seized the Berserkers' world and wanted to drag it out!
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