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“Yohsang!!! Yohsang!!! Where are you?” The voice of Purple Cedar echoed continuously across the wilderness. But upon looking around, there was nothing, only what seemed to be an endless expanse of sky and land.
“Yohsang!!! Yohsang!!! Come out!!!” Purple Cedar was still calling out passionately. “Come out!!!”
“Miss Purple Cedar, please stop shouting.” It would be bad if we attracted others…
“Yohsang!!! Yohsang!!!” Calling out the name of her beloved, Purple Cedar felt immense sorrow. “Yohsang!!! I know you are here.”
“There’s nothing here,” Hibiscus said helplessly, having barely escaped.
“Yohsang!!!” Purple Cedar turned to look at Hibiscus. “You don’t understand, Yinming Cold Crow is invisible.”
“Yohsang!!” Purple Cedar continued to shout, “Come out!”
“Do you need help?”
“Empress Mother?” Purple Cedar looked at the woman appearing in mid-air with hatred in her eyes.
“My child, after a thousand years of mother-son bond, are you really going to sever it over a man?”
“How can you say that? If it weren’t for you, would I be locked in a water prison?” Water is a forbidden place for butterflies; those Female Ghosts who cultivate into butterflies will die if they touch water. “Empress Mother, Empress Mother, Empress Mother, hahaha! What kind of place is this? After thousands of years of mother-daughter affection, who still remembers?”
“My child, you are stubborn. What is there that you cannot share with your mother?”
“Share? The life you gave me is yours to take back; Yohsang belongs to me alone!” Purple Cedar sneered, a mocking smile on her lips. “Hahaha, I have already died once; the life you gave me is gone.”
"Where is the rebirth that Yoh Master gave you?" Qingyi Priestess appeared, accompanied by the newly appointed Purple Eye. "You were reborn by Yoh Master, yet you go against Yoh Master's will! You... do not deserve to live in Seven Hells, you should be erased from existence."
"Indeed, man, haven't you had enough in your past life? You should live for Yoh Master now." Purple Eye said with righteous fervor. "Born for Yoh Master, fight for Yoh Master, transform into a butterfly and be reborn for Yoh Master!"
"Die! Both you and this man must perish." Crimson Heart transformed into a graceful butterfly, her body glowing red with flames. In an instant, red light surged towards Purple Cedar and Hibiscus. "Fire, uphold Yoh Master's will, and achieve eternal life in the flames!"
With a light laugh, Orange also transformed into a butterfly, radiating circles of orange light that spread out dazzlingly. "Light, uphold Yoh Master's will, and become lost in the realm of light!"
Yellow Oriole let out a clear cry, transforming into a yellow butterfly that danced gracefully. With each flap of her wings, sound waves emanated outward towards Purple Cedar and Hibiscus. "Sound, uphold Yoh Master's will, and awaken in the sound waves!"
At the same time, Green Shadow hummed softly, transforming into a green butterfly as endless vines began to grow across the vast wilderness, twisting and stretching around. "Entwine, uphold Yoh Master's will, and become entangled in the vines!"
A blue butterfly fluttered in the sky; she was the nemesis of all Female Ghosts, for her wingbeats could summon heavy rain! Thus, she merely transformed without attacking, as indiscriminate strikes would surely... endanger her own kind!
Purple Eye smiled slightly, becoming a beautiful butterfly adorned with patterns resembling eyes on her wings, each emitting light. "Bewilder, uphold Yoh Master's will, and confuse all beings!"
The Seven Hells and the Seven Holy Maidens launched their assault simultaneously with an unstoppable force, sweeping towards Purple Cedar and Hibiscus.
"I come from that state of confusion and shall return to it. Confusion... lose your target!" A purple butterfly danced around Hibiscus, each spiral creating a gust of wind that caused those caught in it to lose their focus and miss their spells. Purple Cedar proudly fluttered about. "Isn't my ultimate move impressive? But I can only use it once a day." She whispered regretfully to Hibiscus.
"Blue Grass." Lan Ruo gently spoke as a milky white halo enveloped the Seven Holy Maidens.
The blue butterfly began to flap its wings. "Water, uphold Yoh Master's will; butterflies love flowers like water is gentle." A torrential downpour began to fall as the Seven Holy Maidens radiated a faint white light that shielded them from raindrops. Blue Grass looked at the rain; she had always wished to dance in it, but even if she could summon rain, as a Female Ghost, she would perish upon contact with water.
"Yohsang!!! Yohsang!!!" Purple Cedar cried out again; if these raindrops fell upon her, she would never see Yohsang again. A purple butterfly landed on Hibiscus's shoulder where no raindrops fell as if an invisible umbrella shielded them from all rain. "Heart Like Butterfly Dance, Purple Wing Butterfly's Grief, sleep!!!"
"La la la, you are all tired; sleep now." Purple Cedar waved her wings under the purple hue, looking exceptionally beautiful.
“Dream of Lanruo, Ghost Cry!” Lan Ruo waved her cyan sleeves, and many cyan moths flew out from them. “Moths flying into the flame, fighting to the death.” The cyan moths, crying out, flew towards Purple Cedar and Hibiscus, relentless and unyielding. “These are Bloodsucking Moths, quite troublesome. Moreover, these moths can divide, one becomes two, two become four!” Purple Cedar looked anxious. “Yohsang!!!” She began calling for her beloved.
“You've crossed the line.” A pleasant male voice echoed. A man in black appeared before everyone.
“Yohsang!!!” Tears streamed down Purple Cedar's face.
“You've mistaken me for someone else. I am Cold Heart, and Yohsang is my younger brother.”
“Yohsang!!! Where are you?”
“My brother is having lunch,” Cold Heart said. Youmang flashed, revealing a small tree not far away, its branches twisted and gnarled, leaves swaying in the wind. The leaves were beautiful, reminiscent of a woman's Azure Silk gently stirring the heartstrings in the breeze. On one of the branches, a completely black bird extended its sharp beak to peck at the tree's bark, extracting the sap from its heart.
Yinming Cold Crow! And Fo-Ti!
Youmang flashed again, and it seemed as if nothing had ever appeared there.
“You've crossed the line; we are not so easy to bully!” The man named Cold Heart was quite polite but showed no mercy when he fought. In an instant, he engaged Lan Ruo, forcing her into a corner. Thousands of cyan moths surrounded him but could only flutter around him at various heights, unable to break through his defenses! How powerful! The formidable Yinming Cold Crow!
Lan Ruo was fierce; otherwise, she wouldn't have become a priestess of Seven Hells. However, the impenetrable Cold Heart was indeed her nemesis!
“Wailing of Ghosts and Howling of Wolves! Phantom Fire Crossbow!” Until now, Lan Ruo had not transformed into a butterfly; she merely summoned a crossbow with three silver arrows shimmering with cold light on it. “Illusory flames, burn! Burn their anger and fear!”
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