"Buzz——"
The space collapsed, and Jiang Li's body disintegrated from the inside out. The Nine Palace Eight Trigram Formation was broken, rapidly collapsing into the void.
Everything was just as Tan Wuwei had predicted.
However, within the collapsing form, countless blue butterflies emerged, dreamlike and illusory, seemingly unreal yet tangible, unaffected by the disintegration, dancing gracefully.
Jiang Li's form disintegrated, but did not fade into oblivion; instead, it transformed into countless Dream Butterflies.
The complex and inexplicable patterns on the colorful butterfly wings, with countless wings mirrored in Tan Wuwei's eyes, a complicated and mysterious Sword Intent invaded Tan Wuwei's mind through visual contact.
Transformation! Mysterious Skill transformation!
