1706 The Divine Masters Gather, The Battle Is About to Begin (1)
Condolences.

Madam Brulee stroked the butterfly that was about to spread its wings and fly away as she lamented softly, “How can I have the right to mourn? Everything started because of us. This world that has been chaotic for hundreds of thousands of years should return to the right track now.”

Madam Brulee suddenly turned around and looked at the children standing under the long corridor behind the peony garden.

She and Jun Qing’s children and grandchildren stood there quietly as they looked at her with sorrow.

They seemed to have sensed Madam Brulee’s decision.

“Children.” Madam Brulee stood in the peony garden and smiled at her children as she said with relief, “This is our fate, so we can’t escape it. The mayor has left, so it’s time for the Great Dao to be revived. As for me, it’s time for me to leave as well.”

Upon hearing this, Madam Brulee’s great-granddaughter, who was doted on the most by Madam Brulee, couldn’t help but cry loudly. “Great-grandmother, are you going to die? Can you not die?!”

“Jingjing.” Madam Brulee waved at the little girl. “Jingjing, come here. Let me hug you again.”

Among so many descendants, Jing Jing looked the most like Madam Brulee. Like her, she liked glamorous things.

Upon hearing Madam Brulee’s greeting, the little girl in a yellow dress and exquisite gold jewelry pushed her father away and ran towards Madam Brulee while crying. She suddenly pounced over and hugged Madam Brulee’s legs while crying, “I don’t want you to die. Who invented death? Great-Grandma, I don’t like this invention.”

Madam Brulee also had tears in her eyes.

This peony garden, the Mayor Manor, and the Central Continent were her true attachments in the world.

If one didn’t come to the human world, one wouldn’t know how wonderful the human world was.

In the past hundreds of millions of years, her world was silent and lonely. However, the world should be lively and noisy. She liked the three thousand worlds very much.

After Madam Brulee squatted down and looked at Sun Jingjing at eye level, she put the little butterfly Jun Qing had given her on her beautiful black hair. Holding her beautiful face, Madam Brulee wiped her tears and kissed the little fellow’s forehead as she said, “Jingjing, I’m leaving now.”

With that, Madam Brulee waved at the group of children and grandchildren under the long corridor before turning around and walking to the depths of the peony garden. With her back facing her great-granddaughter and all her family, Madam Brulee stabbed an exquisite dagger into her heart.

Splash!

Golden energy bodies were released from Madam Brulee’s body, and her figure became fainter and fainter.

“Great-Grandma!”

“Mother!”

“Grandma!”

“Madam!”

Sad cries resounded throughout the entire Mayor Manor.

The citizens of Ice River City seemed to have sensed something and raised their heads to look at the dark sky. Then, they saw countless majestic golden streams of light flying out of the Mayor Manor. Some fell into flower beds by the roadside, some rose into the sky, some fused with the grass, and some fell into the mud…

Many people, including Yu Huang and the Great Dao, thought that Madam Brulee was the regeneration of the butterfly vine’s remnant energy. In fact, she wasn’t the butterfly vine’s remnant energy. She was the butterfly vine’s original energy. She was the center of all things in the universe and the Creator’s original consciousness.

What the Great Dao shattered was only her remnant energy.-
The Creator was an energy body without a life form to begin with, so it could be the god in one’s heart or the weeds under one’s feet. It had fused with everything in the world and was omnipresent, like strong wind and drizzles.

Ice Blazing City.

Mo Xiao and the others were guarding outside the barrier when they suddenly noticed that the sky above Ice River City was golden and filled with Creator power that made them want to kneel and kowtow.

“This is…” Prime Emperor Divine Miracle’s eyes quivered. Then, he suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted excitedly,” It’s the Creator! ”

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao and the others were shocked.

The Creator?

The ancient divine beasts living in the Chaos Realm all had a special dependence on the butterfly vine. They only knew that the butterfly vine was the center of the Chaos Realm and their guardian. At that time, there was no concept of a ‘mother’ in their world, but they respected the butterfly vine like a child respected a mother.

Jun Qing was dead, and Madam Brulee left as well.

The butterfly vine was the Bewitching Butterfly’s true love.

Mo Xiao blurted out what was on his mind, “Why does she only like the Bewitching Butterfly?” He couldn’t figure it out at all.