After a brief moment of waiting, the light from the spirit jade lanterns shone while fireworks blasted into the air, creating the image of a butterfly.

Dream Butterfly slowly walked up to the elevated platform and sat down behind the zither. The audience grew quiet as they waited for the performance to begin.

Wei Chen tried his best to imitate the camera style of live concerts from his previous life. Speaking of concerts, the best performance he had ever seen online was the Queen concert. Whether it was Freddy, his bandmates, or even the audience, everyone seemed excited and full of life during that concert.

Especially the part when Freddy sang We Are the Champions. That moment always gave him goosebumps. It felt as if the voice and the atmosphere reached directly into his soul.

He wondered if this concert... er... performance would move him the way Freddy did.

The song began, and the sound of the zither resonated throughout the venue. Dream Butterfly's voice was like the voice of a goddess as she sang. Wei Chen felt a tight ache in his chest upon hearing her.

There was deep sorrow and yearning in her voice, and the content of the song told the story of a butterfly that wanted to fly out of its cocoon, but the cocoon was too strong and it could not break free.

Her song sounded like the cry of someone longing to go out and see the world, even if it cost her life. There was also a lingering nostalgia for the past, the happy innocence of childhood that had been destroyed by the fires of war before she became a butterfly.

The song gave Wei Chen another kind of goosebump. If Freddy gave you goosebumps through the shared excitement and connection between performer and audience in We Are the Champions…

Then this song gave you goosebumps because it hurt you emotionally. It made you yearn for the past. It was a completely different kind of feeling.

— Meanwhile —

— Thousand Treasure City - Primordial Desolate Secret Realm —

Atop the primordial-era giant ruin, a middle-aged dandy man leaned against the statue of a warrior as he looked at the pale artificial moon hanging in the sky within the desolate realm, where fiery molten rock burned on the horizon.

He was the Drunken Immortal, the same man Wei Chen had met when he crashed his own flying ark after flying it while drunk. He had been invited here by Wen Moyuan, the old man who loved history, to serve as the protector of his archaeologist team.

Naturally, the Drunken Immortal accepted the invitation. He wanted to drink in this strange realm and intoxicate himself with the scenery he had never seen before.

He raised his cup toward the burning desolate horizon under the pale moonlight and drank the wine, allowing himself to sink into the beautiful memories of the past.

At that moment, his U-Phone rang. He had set it to notify him whenever Wei Chen started a new broadcast.

"Oh? Interesting… this is great, I happen to crave something new," the Drunken Immortal said as he opened the U-Phone and let the broadcast play.

But the moment he saw Dream Butterfly and heard the content of her song, his expression changed from intoxicated calm to horror and disbelief. Then tears began to fall from his weary, aged eyes.

He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the song as if trying to relive a long-lost happy memory.

"Long'er… I… I finally found her. You don't need to worry anymore… Long'er…" the Drunken Immortal uttered as a relieved smile appeared on his face. It was as if a heavy shadow had suddenly lifted from him. His eyes gained clarity, no longer dulled by constant intoxication used to numb his pain.

The Drunken Immortal slowly stood up, watching the broadcast with a smile, as if he had finally found a new lease on life. Hope was shining on his face.

…

On the broadcast, Wei Chen was completely intoxicated by the song as he listened intently with his eyes closed. He let the broadcasting orb do its job as it continued to fly around, capturing many angles and even close-ups of Dream Butterfly's gorgeous face.

Sword Dao Genius: [Is this Dream Butterfly's famous performance? Truly worthy of her renowned reputation! Respect! Respect!]

Little Wealthy Demon: [I hope some idiot will not be too intoxicated by the song and the beauty.]

Handsome Tall and Rich: [Oh? Who is that poor bastard?]

Little Wealthy Demon: [<Handsome Tall and Rich> Definitely not you!]

Jian Ganglie: [Honestly speaking, her song is very beautiful, but it makes your heart ache when you listen to it.]

Handsome Tall and Rich: [I used to listen to her songs. Back then her songs were brighter and happier than this. I wonder what happened to her?]

Little Wealthy Demon: [<Handsome Tall and Rich> Did you do something to her!?]

Handsome Tall and Rich: [Hey! Do not slander me!]

Little Wealthy Demon: [<Handsome Tall and Rich> I get the feeling that all of this must have started from you, but I do not have any proof.]

Handsome Tall and Rich: [.....]

At this time, the first song came to an end and the chat immediately became lively.

Handsome Tall and Rich – [Stellar Lotus Throne]: [Great voice! Respect! I have not felt this immersed for a long time! Shout out to the guy who broadcast this too!]

Ethereal Snow: [The song is so touching, I even cried a bit.]

Handsome Tall and Rich – [Stellar Lotus Throne]: [<Ethereal Snow> You can lean against my chest and let it all out while I comfort you.]

Ethereal Snow: [<Little Wealthy Demon> Do you know about the next song? Have you ever gone to listen to her singing? I was in the north and did not have much chance to go down there.]

Little Wealthy Demon: [<Ethereal Snow> No, I have never been there before. That is why I find this broadcast intriguing too! And it even broadcasts only to the U-Phone owners! Those who do not have it must already feel regret! He he~]

The loud applause reverberated throughout the venue as Dream Butterfly politely bowed her head, receiving all kinds of compliments.

But before she could begin a second song, the sound of fighting was heard from the entrance, and a large group of people in black broke in from the outside.

All of them wore black clothing and covered their faces. They rushed straight toward the stage, and there were more than one hundred of them. The strongest one happened to be the man flying in the sky, and he possessed the cultivation of a peak Soul Transformation Realm expert.

The aggressors openly unsheathed their swords and were about to kill people. The strongest one flew straight toward the stage.

At this time, the matron was panicking. She ran around trying to find Murong Wen, the protector of the establishment.

"You! Have you seen Young Master Murong!?" the matron asked one of the servants who were panicking.

"No, no, Lady Matron, we did not see him!" the servant replied, a bit flustered.

On Wei CHen side, no one was paying attention to Wei Chen because they could not perceive him. It was not that they did not attempt to detect dangerous elements, but their spiritual sense went silent the moment it touched Wei Chen's dantian, causing their senses to fail to send any feedback to their owners. This made Wei Chen feel like an object that a radar could not detect.

"Ah… shit, here we go again. Why does this world have so many suspicious men in black clothing?" Wei Chen said tiredly before he vanished.

With a single step using the Shadowless Reaper Step, Wei Chen reappeared in front of Dream Butterfly and blocked the path of the strongest man in black.

"Get out of the way, trash!" the aggressor in black clothing sneered as he swung his hand, ready to slap Wei Chen aside. This man could not detect Wei Chen's cultivation. In fact, he could not detect any spiritual qi from Wei Chen at all, so he assumed that Wei Chen must have used some sort of artifact to appear in front of him. Therefore, he regarded Wei Chen as nothing but trash.

Wei Chen immediately read the opponent's movements and struck upward, deflecting the attacking hand to the side.

The attacker was stunned for a brief moment. He had never expected that his attack, which carried thirty percent of his strength, would be so easily deflected by this so-called trash. But that brief moment was more than enough for Wei Chen to counter.

Boom!

Wei Chen smashed the man's head down toward the ground. His head broke through the wooden floor of the stage, and Wei Chen immediately stomped on the man's head to bury him even deeper.

"You!" The aggressor in black became enraged. This was a humiliation. But before he could do anything, four sharp pains erupted from his limbs, jolting his brain and wiping away all his anger.

"Arrrgrghhh!"

Wei Chen used the Underworld Bone Claw to sever all four of the man's limbs, rendering him completely helpless. He then rushed toward another group of men in black to help the audience, who were beginning to be overwhelmed by the attackers' higher cultivations.

"Lord… Lord Wei Chen…" Dream Butterfly muttered under her breath. She had never imagined she would meet him in a situation like this.

Within the shadows, Murong Wen was alarmed. The man who had just been turned into a limbless cripple was his personal guard, the one who had followed him from the Vermilion Bird Province. That man was a peak Soul Transformation Realm expert.

If Wei Chen can make a short work of his bodyguard so easily, did that not mean he was at the Void Refining Realm!?

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