"Lady Huayou, attacking this dragon tomb directly—isn't that too rash?" an older subordinate asked, offering a reminder. "The Evil Emperor of the Eternal Night is not like the Immortal Emperor powerhouses of the Twelve Ancient Immortal Continents; his understanding of this ancient corpse land far exceeds theirs. What's even stranger is that ever since he boarded the Emperor's Mausoleum treasure ship, the ancient insect sorcery has failed. The soulless entities inside the cocoons, which were supposed to emerge and devour those withered Immortal Emperors, have all turned into hell-butterflies instead. This is far beyond what our Primordial Soul Palace anticipated."
Huayou’s brows knitted together as she listened. She, too, found Chen Xuan’s appearance highly anomalous. He had completely altered the course of events, causing the manifestation of the River of Eternal Oblivion to deviate from the Primordial Soul Palace’s original plan.
Just then, a hell-butterfly emitting a faint soul-glow flew past overhead, circling slowly in the vicinity as if monitoring everything.
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