On Taiyin Island.

Zhong Shenxiu awoke from a dream, looking at his fingers, a slight smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, on his fingertip, rested a multicolored butterfly.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving me..."

From the butterfly came a thought: "I am Meng Nanhua... This time, being schemed against by the [Heart Demon Prince], I'm afraid it will lead to much trouble in the human world... I ask fellow Daoist to quickly inform Fang Xian and Zhengyi, to let them be more vigilant..."

"So it's the Great Saint Meng, no wonder..."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded, not at all surprised by the other's identity.

Who else but Meng Nanhua could dream-transform into a butterfly and dive into the metaphysical realm of all beings' hearts?

"This Dream Butterfly movement technique of fellow Daoist is profoundly mysterious, why not inform them yourself?"

A strange expression appeared on Zhong Shenxiu's face.

"I was schemed against by the [Heart Demon Prince]. That great malice used a trace of power from a supreme existence's descent to cast me into the shadows of all beings. Even with the help of fellow Daoist, I have been influenced before and am a step away from complete Dao Transformation..."

A weak voice came from the butterfly: "I do not wish to become a great malice wreaking havoc, so I will dissolve my body immediately... I fear I can no longer return to the sect."

Although the other party currently appeared as just a butterfly, Zhong Shenxiu had no doubt that within the butterfly lurked the incredibly fearsome true form of a half-step great malice.

Only because of the unpredictability of dreams could it be concealed so well.

"Your Daoist Skill is truly exquisite. If you were to transform into a great malice, it might be called a 'Dream Catastrophe' or 'Nightmare,' perhaps?"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and said.

"It's come to this..."

Upon hearing this, he could sense Meng Nanhua's intense emotional fluctuation, as if forcibly pushed further toward Dao Transformation.

"Anyway, fellow Daoist does not wish to become a great malice and is destined to die. Why not fulfill me, as well as yourself?"

A sinister smile appeared on Zhong Shenxiu's lips, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide, swallowing the butterfly in one gulp.

Gulp!

His throat moved, and his belly seemed to house a bomb that exploded violently, causing his whole body to swell up, with large lumps appearing under his skin.

But after a moment, everything returned to normal.

Zhong Shenxiu opened his mouth and spat out a stream of light.

The stream of light rolled on the ground, transforming into the earlier seen young Great Saint, his face a mix of bewilderment and bitter smile, as he suddenly bowed to Zhong Shenxiu: "Greetings, Master!"

"Hmm... I have used the power of order to reconstruct your body, avoiding the calamity of Dao Transformation... However, my identity needs to be kept confidential, so from now on, let's address each other as fellow Daoists."

Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand.

The reason he swallowed Meng Nanhua was to cloak himself in Fang Lang's body, with his true self intervening to restore the other's state.

For a Daoist Great Saint, only the Dao Ancestor could save them from Dao Transformation!

Using the ability of 'Light of Order,' he datafied Meng Nanhua, then modified the state, making everything naturally fall into place.

Well, the only difference was that Zhong Shenxiu added himself as a master to the other party.

From then on, although Meng Nanhua retained his previous strength, personality, and memory, as long as he ordered it, even if he asked him to destroy his sect and entire family, he would execute without hesitation!

'In a way, datafication is my supreme existence's pollution... Not one bit inferior compared to those guys...'

Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist!"

Meng Nanhua saluted again, his delicate eyebrows furrowed: "The supreme existence's movements indicate that the Heavenly Demon Tribulation might come again, several Heavenly Demon Battlefields need to be inspected... It must be quickly communicated to the world."

Zhong Shenxiu remained silent, allowing Meng Nanhua to continue being the concerned Great Saint of Nanhua for his country.

The so-called Heavenly Demon Battlefields are these world rifts, becoming most dangerous when invaded by a supreme existence.

"Certainly, though the [Heart Demon Prince] is dead... But it's unclear what chaos he caused before his death."

Zhong Shenxiu mused, gazing towards a certain part of the ocean.

There, a small boat was speeding towards them, carrying Qin Weiyin and Jiang Yuansheng.

"Great Saint, grave news, the San Shan Great Saint has gone mad, and Chongming Island... has fallen!"

Jiang Yuansheng landed on Taiyin Island, unable to admire its beauty, cried out as if being cornered.

"What?"

Meng Nanhua was shocked: "If Chongming Island is lost, it means the entire coast of Great Zhou is a battlefield of monsters, isn't it?"

"How did the San Shan Great Saint fall into madness?"

Zhong Shenxiu pondered for a moment, looking at Qin Weiyin.

"This servant knows not the details, but Chongming Island is filled with various shadow monsters, probably the work of a shadow lineage great malice..."

Qin Weiyin bowed and said.

"[Heart Demon Prince]..." Meng Nanhua already guessed the culprit, gnashing his teeth at the side.

"Saint Fang!"

At this moment, another figure hurriedly approached from the sea horizon: "Chongming Island has fallen, and the Huang Long Great Saint has decided to perish together with the great malice!"

When Li Xuan Saint landed on Taiyin Island, he could not help but be surprised: "Great Saint Nanhua?"

"This time, I was schemed against by [Heart Demon Prince], luckily Fang Daoist helped me."

Meng Nanhua said with a wry smile: "What's the current situation? We should hurry back, maybe there's still a chance to reverse it..."

"I see Huang Long, fellow Daoist, probably already has the intention to die..."

Li Xuan Saint shook his head.

Up to now, no Great Saint has died of old age, but many find it unacceptable to transform into a great malice through Dao Transformation.

Thus, choosing death themselves, there have been several examples.

Huang Long Great Saint, a step away from Dao Transformation, making such a choice, though unexpected, is indeed understandable.

"We shouldn't delay, shall we go take a look?"

Meng Nanhua glanced subtly at Zhong Shenxiu, receiving a confirming nod, he immediately spread his arms, a colorful and mesmerizing aura enveloping everyone.

"This is the entering dream Daoist Skill, capable of a thousand-mile dream!"

He explained, while Jiang Yuansheng felt the world change, his being wrapped in multicolored light, unable to help but feel a sense of bewilderment.

The next moment, he was already outside the remains of a sea island.

Chongming Island, reinforced by countless arrays and prohibitions, had astonishingly become ruins amidst the battles of Great Saint and great malice!

On the island, lay the corpses of two huge creatures.

Even a cultivator like Jiang Yuansheng dared not approach the fierce aura emitted from them.

One of them was the corpse of a distorted dragon, lying like a mountain.

The other was a gigantic green-black monster, half its body rotten, possessing three massive heads, with wisps of green-black mist still seeping around its corpse.

"Huang Long Great Saint, slayed the great malice but himself was gravely wounded and died..."

Meng Nanhua murmured: "From now on breaking the myth of an undying great malice, Nanhua is in awe!"

As he spoke, he solemnly bowed to the gigantic corpse of the Huang Long.

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