The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1151 - 1053: Blossoms Fade, Hua Wuqing’s Ruthlessness

"Hua Wuqing, you’ve miscalculated!"

Yang Tian gazed coldly at the Spirit Sword embedded between heaven and earth and uttered these words.

Then, he flew up, arriving in front of the Spirit Sword.

He bit his finger and used his blood to draw a Divine Talisman on the Spirit Sword.

He activated his Divine Sense and tapped on the Divine Talisman.

In an instant, the Divine Talisman completely ignited.

Powerful flames instantly engulfed the massive Spirit Sword.

Yang Tian used such flames to burn the Spirit Sword, burning for seven days and nights, to finally incinerate the Demon Thought on the Spirit Sword.

Subsequently, he ascended, and his powerful Divine Thought shot out, striking the Spirit Sword with a bang.

Bang!

After a rumbling sound, a dagger-like Demon Treasure flew out from within.

"Success!"

Yang Tian was just about to fly down to catch the dagger.

But at this moment, a rumbling sound erupted, and strong Spiritual Auras blasted out from within the Spirit Sword, rushing towards Yang Tian with a crackling sound.

"The power of this Spirit Sword indeed is formidable!"

Yang Tian evaded the assault of the Spiritual Aura and landed in the forest below, retrieving the dagger.

In mid-air, that Spirit Sword standing between heaven and earth soon returned to its original appearance, transparent like an ice crystal.

The Spirit Sword was embedded between heaven and earth, sealing off the possibility of Yang Tian leaving this place.

But Yang Tian, looking at the dagger in his hand, coldly smiled: "Hua Wuqing, by the time you return, this place will no longer be your domain!"

Then, a strand of Divine Sense flew out from within his soul and returned to his body.

"Big brother, what’s wrong?"

As if sensing the presence of Yang Tian, Lan Huling anxiously inquired from within the Weed Ring.

"I’m fine, it’s just that I can’t come out for a while."

Yang Tian’s Divine Sense replied.

"What should we do next?"

The soul of Flower Dance rose up.

Her body had been completely obliterated, leaving only a soul.

"Don’t worry, Hua Wuqing may be insidious and ruthless, but she also miscalculates!" Yang Tian paused, saying, "Flower Dance, follow me into the Spirit Sword, and I can resurrect you!"

"You can resurrect me?"

Flower Dance’s eyes were filled with doubt.

Wasn’t this Spirit Sword used to seal Yang Tian?

Yet Yang Tian wanted Flower Dance to go into the Spirit Sword with him?

The consequence might only be one, being sealed inside!

"Don’t worry, I naturally have my methods!"

Yang Tian said indifferently.

Seeing Yang Tian so resolute, Flower Dance nodded: "As my master commands, I shall go now!"

Saying this, Flower Dance’s soul flew out of the Weed Ring and followed Yang Tian’s Divine Sense towards the Spirit Sword embedded in the ground.

Finally, Flower Dance’s soul entered the Spirit Sword.

At this moment, the Spirit Sword suddenly burst out with a strong light.

"What’s happening?"

Everyone furrowed their brows, their expressions changing.

Avril’s eyes flashed with confusion, but Hua Wuqing’s soul had long dissipated, so she didn’t quite understand what was happening, only instructing: "Escort Yang Tian’s body back, and have several elders guard the Spirit Sword here!"

"Yes!"

The Palace Master was absent, and Avril, being Hua Wuqing’s servant, was someone everyone was willing to heed.

Some elders stepped forward, intending to escort Yang Tian’s body back.

But they furrowed their brows because they found themselves unable to move Yang Tian’s body.

"Useless, move aside, let us handle it!"

A few elders shouted sternly, then flew up, attempting to escort Yang Tian’s body back, but also discovered that at this moment, Yang Tian was standing rooted to the ground as if he had taken root.

No matter how they tried, they couldn’t move him.

For a moment, they became anxious.

Meanwhile, inside the utopia of the Spirit Sword, Yang Tian took out the dagger: "Flower Dance, it can resurrect your body and also make you the new Palace Master of Butterfly Palace!"

"Master, is this true?"

Flower Dance gazed at Yang Tian intently.

"Of course it’s true!"

With a wave of Yang Tian’s hand, the dagger flew towards Flower Dance’s soul, exploding into strong radiance with a bang.

This light showered over Flower Dance’s soul, constantly restoring a physical body for her.

Moments later, Flower Dance, who had originally died, was revived just like that.

"What’s happening? Why is this so? Wasn’t I already dead?"

Flower Dance exclaimed in stunned disbelief.

"Of course you were dead, but the dagger is Hua Wuqing’s Soul Magical Artifact, something I refined using Hua Wuqing’s soul." Yang Tian said indifferently: "It can resurrect all martial artists of Butterfly Palace!"

"What?!"

Flower Dance’s face changed, then she rejoiced.

She knew what this dagger was!

Before Hua Wuqing, every previous Palace Master possessed a Soul Magical Artifact.

This Soul Magical Artifact possessed divine power, allowing any martial artist of Butterfly Palace to be resurrected upon death.

However, by the time it came to Hua Wuqing, she never refined a Soul Magical Artifact; instead, she was extremely indifferent towards the birth, aging, illness, and death within the race.

But now, Flower Dance obtained Hua Wuqing’s Soul Magical Artifact, which she could use to resurrect herself.

And most importantly, she could gain everyone’s devotion with this Soul Magical Artifact.

Thinking this, Flower Dance could no longer hold back, flying out from the Spirit Sword: "No one is allowed to touch my master’s body!"

"Flower Dance!"

Everyone’s brows furrowed upon seeing Flower Dance: "But weren’t you already dead?"

"I am the daughter of the Palace Master, the Saintess of Butterfly Palace, how could I possibly die?"

Flower Dance shouted.

She took out the dagger, pressing it forward.

In an instant, strong light emanated from within the dagger.

Everyone’s expressions changed drastically: "This is the Palace Master’s Soul Magical Artifact! How could this be? The Palace Master isn’t even here!"

"How could this be Hua Wuqing’s Soul Magical Artifact? She was so selfish and unfeeling, when did she ever care about the life and death of the people?" Flower Dance raised her voice: "This is my mother Hua Lingfeng’s Soul Magical Artifact!"

"Your mother Hua Lingfeng?"

Everyone was shocked.

Meanwhile, Flower Dance ascended, the dagger in her hand emitting divine radiance nonstop.

The light shone down, rejuvenating all the elders to a youthful state.

All injuries and aging could be restored by the Soul Magical Artifact.

Because this Soul Magical Artifact was something Yang Tian refined using Hua Wuqing’s soul, the dagger represented the most sacred existence within Butterfly Palace, capable of resurrecting all martial artists of the Butterfly Demon Race.

"What is going on?"

"It’s truly the Palace Master’s Soul Magical Artifact!"

"Does this mean Hua Lingfeng isn’t dead? Is she asking us to comply with Flower Dance?"

Everyone kneeled to the ground in succession.

Flower Dance, like an ethereal fairy descending to the mortal realm: "I, Flower Dance, am your Palace Master and command you to release Yang Tian immediately!"