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Chapter 1529: The Art of Parasitism of the Heavenly Illusionary Butterfly
The moment Jiang Ding saw the butterfly, he thought of some past events.

Back then, when he was in the Leiyan Region of the upper realm, he met a spy from the Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly Clan. He learned about the conspiracy that the Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly Clan was brewing, a conspiracy against the disciples of the human race's immortal sect.

This race is so terrifying in the way of illusion that they have powerful potential even within the human race's immortal sect area.

Guang Lei Tianjun, the sword cultivator who inherited the Lei Yang Tian Sword Realm, Xuan Shui Tianjun and Zhen Huo Tianjun, the sword cultivators who inherited the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm, actually came to Lei Yanyu, the battlefield that the Tianhuan Xiandie Clan had carefully prepared for a long time.

This kind of coincidence is really shocking.

The Lei Yan Domain is the heartland of the human race in the Yuxian Realm!

"Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly, it really looks like it wants the whole clan to be judged..."

Jiang Ding whispered coldly.

Memories of the past are revived again.

At that time, he had his doubts in his heart, but when Guang Lei Tianjun had arrived, he was preparing for his own life-and-death battle and was not prepared to delve into it. The fighting and spying among the near-immortal forces in the upper realm had been going on for countless years, which was not something he could understand.

Furthermore, he believed that he was confident that his sword spirit could suppress all evil spirits and monsters, and he was not afraid of any spiritual illusions.

But unexpectedly, it immediately led to a death crisis!

If he allows this to continue, sooner or later he will completely lose himself and become a puppet of Tianhuanxiandiezi, another genius captured under her butterfly wings. He will fight for her all his life until his death.

A scene from the past emerged in Jiang Ding's mind.

When his fight with Guang Lei Tianjun entered the final stage and was about to decide life and death, among the millions of upper realm sword cultivators watching the battle, a breathtakingly beautiful and dreamy female cultivator was watching quietly.

She is so beautiful and so moving.

However, all the living beings around her ignored her, even the Immortal Weapon Sect, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and the Hedao God of the Leiyangtian Sword Realm!
In everyone's eyes, she was so ordinary, like a passerby, and no one paid any extra attention to her.

You know, her cultivation level was at the Spirit Transformation Stage at that time!

Only those who have reached the Spirit Transformation Stage can pass through the boundary wall of the upper realm silently without causing any waves.

Otherwise, even if it is a celestial being from the demon race, if he dares to enter the heartland of the human race, he will surely die and there will be no possibility of escape.

If the human race were so weak, they should have been exterminated long ago, instead of surviving until now!

She watched tenderly the fierce battlefield where the human race's inherited sword cultivators were fighting.

It can be seen that her original target should be Xuanshui Tianjun and Zhenhuo Tianjun, or Guanglei Tianjun. She has been preparing for this day for nearly ten thousand years, collecting all kinds of information and consuming a huge amount of power from the Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly Clan.

Even so, the final chance of success is only 90%.

——The remaining ten percent did not come from these inherited sword cultivators, but came from their sects, the celestial beings in their sects, and even the gazes of those who were close to the immortal level.

If the fusion of spirit and soul is not perfect, there is still a possibility of being discovered.

This is the importance of origin to a monk. Origin is part of a monk’s own strength, and this is true for everyone.

This is the inevitable risk that one must face when taking action against the disciples of the human race's immortal sect.

However, a new situation appeared before her!

A wild sword cultivator of human heritage with no immortal sect background!
Moreover, he is a sword cultivator of human heritage who is on his way to becoming a true sword master of the Immortal Sect!

Tianhuanxian Diezi's heart was pounding. She instantly had a strange premonition.

This may be her great opportunity to achieve enlightenment in the future and surpass all her peers, and the basis for her to become an immortal in the future.

So, when the final winner of the battle between the human race's inherited sword cultivators emerged, she transformed into a dreamy butterfly without hesitation, slowly floated away, and merged into the soul of the final winner. When he was seriously injured and dying, she merged into the essence of his soul, the deepest part, and slowly lurked down.

She accompanied him back to his hometown, and after going through many things, she finally advanced to the realm of refining emptiness together with him.

This time, Tianhuanxiandiezi's power surged!
The racial innate secret technique of the Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly Clan gave her the terrifying ability to replace the inner demon tribulation and merge with the inner demon tribulation. This allowed cultivators to survive the tribulation and still be trapped in the inner demon tribulation even after hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years. The inner demon could erupt at any time and they could completely lose themselves!

Tianhuanxiandiezi is very patient.

She changed little by little, and even planned to use tens of thousands of years to completely complete the change of this opportunity to become an immortal. Her patience with him exceeded that of all the puppets in the past.

To her surprise, an accident occurred at the very beginning.

The puppet instinctively sensed something was wrong from the beginning, and was desperately searching its own heart, using all means at its disposal. That special sword spirit was too sharp, far surpassing that of the human race's inherited cultivators.

If she were in the human race's immortal sect, all her hidden secrets would be exposed just in this one move.

As long as you report to the celestial elders, or even the near-immortal elders, under the terrifying suppression of the realm, all hiding and scheming will be extremely ridiculous and of no use.

Fortunately, this puppet has no such elders.

Once, twice, three times.

After just three times, all abnormalities will disappear, and the fairy butterfly seed will be completely integrated with him, without any distinction between you and me. The next tens of thousands of years will be a puppet refining process rather than a transformation process, and everything will be destined.

however……

"Jiang Ding."

"Where is this place?"

An ethereal voice sounded.

Deep in Jiang Ding's soul, a dreamy butterfly flapped its wings and transformed into a beautiful and pure woman in the hazy light.

She has a fairy-like appearance, with a blue pattern on her forehead, dreamy star wings draped over her back, and silk fluttering around her slender waist. She looks like a fairy from heaven who has descended into the mortal world.

"How come I've never heard of this place?"

Xian Diezi looked at the young man in blue in front of her and asked softly.

She asked softly, as if looking at her beloved.

At this moment, overlapping images emerged in Jiang Ding's sea of ​​consciousness.

When he was young, there lived a neighbor next door in the Fulin community. Both parents were teachers. They had a daughter named Xiandiezi who went to kindergarten with him.
When Jiang Ding was in primary school, she was the one who asked the teacher to teach Liu Qiang a lesson when he was bullied by Liu Qiang, who was taller and heavier than her.

In junior high school and high school, he and I studied together, attended classes together, encouraged each other, practiced together, and went to the Rongcheng Steel Plant for internship together;
In Qingfeng University, Beiyuan, in the Fire Spirit Realm, everywhere, in every war, she can be seen...

She has always been there, quietly supporting herself...

Overlapping images appeared in Jiang Ding's sea of ​​consciousness and instantly merged with his original memories. There was nothing unreasonable and everything was so real.

(End of this chapter)