Chapter 2571: Demonic Blood Plague

f Illusion Dao, the core Shifting Mirror and Instantaneous Mirror are already in my hands, perhaps there's another one as well, but I lack the object to open the Treasure Mirror." 。Lu Xia Tian smiled...This was unprecedented in Buddhist history.

Those shadowy figures fell into the trap of Xuanhuo's enigmatic formation, their forms no longer able to hide within the intense battle. Their terrifyingly sinister shadows exploded, revealing their true forms - a giant grey butterfly, spanning several feet, with a ferocious and horrifying visage.

Though this gray butterfly is only a foot long, its form still carries a hazy gray aura. If you were to measure just that haze, it would be several feet long.

Yun Xiaoqi and Hong Yue stared at the vicious gray butterfly before them with faces full of fear. Lu Xiaoteng, however, frowned deeply. This gray butterfly didn't seem to be very intelligent, but its strength was surprisingly formidable. Moreover, he had encountered this creature before.

"The Ice Feather Phoenix's reach has actually extended to the Chaotic Demon Territory." Lu Xia Tian narrowed his eyes. He came to the Chaotic Demon Territory to avoid the Ice Feather Phoenix, after all. In the Nether Demon Cemetery, he had stood the Ice Feather Phoenix up and not only did he fail to help her but also killed one of her powerful subordinates, the Four-Wing Mantis."

Right now, Lu Xia Tian has already advanced to the later stage of Heding. His strength has greatly increased. After his realm is stabilized, he will begin to drive out the demon smoke attached to his bones. Unexpectedly, the situation changed drastically. Before he could settle down, the power of Bing Yu Luan Feng had already followed him closely.

That year, Lu Xia Tian received an invitation from the Demon Lord, also known as Bing Yu Luan Feng, to go to Bing Yu Luan Feng's residence. Before he even climbed the White Bone Stairs, he encountered this Gray Butterfly once.

The eerie tide of butterflies in the demon sea was a deep memory for Lu Xiaoteng. He had been trapped at the bottom of the demon sea by that eerie butterfly tide for over five hundred years.

Compared to the countless, weak ordinary demon butterflies, this gray butterfly in front of them, which looked several meters in size, was clearly not of the same level.

“It’s you again! You haven't finished the task given by the Demon Lord in the Netherworld Corpse Ground, and now you dare to disrupt the Demon Lord’s affairs. Your heart is punishable! Let me suck out your brain marrow and capture your primordial spirit to question the Demon Lord.” This gray butterfly, several meters tall, looked at Lu Xia Tian and sneered sinisterly.

“The Demon Lord asked me to die for him, there was no benefit, nor was it my wish. I wouldn't rebel. Since you all have come, stay here.”

Lu Xia Tian smiled upon hearing this. As long as Bing Yu and Lan Feng didn't appear in person, these common butterflies wouldn't necessarily be able to harm him. This time, he originally came to rescue Yun Cang Yue. If he truly couldn't do it, then it was just Yun Cang Yue's fate.

With his arrival, the situation on Yun Cangyue's side seemed to change, but being so far away, Lu Xiaottian couldn't be completely certain of Yun Cangyue's current state. What truly made Lu Xiaottian wary wasn't these few gray butterflies that had already appeared. It was the chilling demonic aura he had sensed before, identical to the aura of the pair of demon infants he had helped Li Danwang release back then.

It seemed that as soon as he entered, the other party had quietly vanished. Even with Lu Xiaottian's current divine sense, he could no longer detect them. Perhaps they were only temporarily hiding their presence and waiting for an opportunity to strike again.

"Such audacity!" The Geryon, forced to reveal its true form, let out a cold snort. Its wings flapped, scattering countless butterfly eggs from their surface.

Two more gray butterflies were like that. Lu Xiaoxian sensed a movement and the Wuxiang Xuanhuo surged, wanting to incinerate these butterfly eggs directly.

"Be careful, these butterfly eggs won't hatch into caterpillars. They will explode with extremely difficult-to-remove filth. There are also extremely troublesome anomalies within the filth." Yun Xiaoqi hurriedly reminded Lu Xiaodao.

Before Yun Xiaoseven could finish her words, the three grey butterflies unleashed a flurry of butterfly eggs that rained down from the sky. The eggs burst open in mid-air, exploding into clumps of foul-smelling gray liquid—the Wuxiang Xuanhuo. Upon contact with this gray liquid, anything would instantly fizz and sizzle.

Lu Xia Tian's face darkened. The Wu Xiang Xuan Huo he possessed had been cultivated by him. Some normal consumption could be replenished in a short time after cultivation, but now that it came into contact with the gray liquid, the Wu Xiang Xuan Huo had truly disappeared. To cultivate it again would take an extremely long time.

However, with Lü Xiaoteng's sharp eyesight, he was unable to discern the origin of this gray liquid.

The three gray butterflies clearly saw the predicament that Lu Xiaoteng was facing below, and they let out a series of eerie cackles.

Even with the power of the profound fire, it was still unable to withstand the attack of the ash liquid. It seemed that the three gray butterflies' cultivation was also limited, and their control over the ash liquid was not as effortless as one would expect.

But at this moment, if Lu Xiaitian forcibly recalled the Wuxiang Xuanhuo, these ash liquids would inevitably surge in.

This was the first time Lu Xia Tian had encountered such a strange situation in his duels, even when facing Ye Qian Xun's lotus split body, the Saber-Toothed Bear Demon, or the White-Eyed Ape King, powerful late stage composite monsters. He had never been so difficult to deal with before.

“This gray liquid shouldn't be from the later stages of a fusion. It doesn't look like it was cultivated by a Gray Butterfly either, it should just be borrowed. As for who it was borrowed from.” Lu Xiaoxiao took a cold breath, according to the clues he got from the Yao Qingying in the Lei Dian, if it wasn't left by Bing Yu Qing Lan, it was probably a means left by the Tong Tian Demon King.

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That year's Heavenly Demon Lord was a being who could fight against high monks like Master Qinglei Buddha. If the Heavenly Demon Lord made a move, Lu Xia Tian naturally didn't think he would have any chance. However, the Heavenly Demon Lord's strength was far from recovered, and his head was still suppressed under the Thunder Hall in the Soul-Soothing Place.

He's got some skills, I'll give him that. He just uses these butterflies as tools; it doesn't mean he has no chance at all.

Lu Xiaotian's mind raced, and he quickly deduced the strange situation before him. Fear stemmed from the unknown; if he didn't know its source, Lu Xiaotian feared he would be at a loss. After deducing its rough origins, even if the methods were bizarre and difficult to deal with, Lu Xiaotian at least had some psychological preparation.

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"Then it can be considered a relic left by the Heaven-Defying Demon Lord. Even these few gray butterflies are difficult to exert their full power."

The Heavenly Demon Monarch's methods were difficult to contend with, but those few gray butterflies might not be so. At this moment, the erupting gray liquid and the Wuxiang Profound Fire were still clashing, and the Wuxiang Profound Fire, under the erosion of the gray liquid, also began to falter, gradually showing signs of weakness.

However, the Wuxiang Xuanhuo was only one kind of divine ability possessed by Lu Xiaoteng. That extremely filthy and noxious liquid was something Lu Xiaoteng dared not touch lightly. He merely vanished from his original spot, transforming into a faint trail of fire light.

At this moment, the three gray butterflies besieging Lu Xiaoteng were taken aback. Not only did Lu Xiaoteng's main body disappear, but even Yun Xiaoqi and Hong Yue also seemed to have vanished into thin air.

"Illusory Divine Art!" Three gray butterflies quickly saw through it. But even if they recognized Lu Xiaoteng's methods, they couldn't easily break them. Moreover, Lu Xiaoteng was skilled in his craft. While dealing with the Di Demon Blood Stain, he still had the energy to use other means.

The demonic blood was extremely potent. Though its power was formidable, even Lu Xia Tian didn't dare to underestimate it. However, when wielded by three gray butterflies, it was somewhat laborious and far from being fully controllable at will.

In contrast, Lu Xia Tian used his own methods, with ease in deployment and retraction.t having cultivated to the current realm, the Soul Splitting Art can no longer be practiced. 。As one's realm increases, their soul becomes increasingly solidified, making it progressively more difficu...