Conflict
Translator: Legge
The Butterfly race was innately weak and it was extremely difficult for them to cultivate.
Most living beings of other races possessed the power to kill them with ease.
From the moment Die Yue was born, there were too many lives in this world that could make her feel fear.
She grew and cultivated carefully, as though she was descending into an abyss.
Looking back at her life, she had experienced countless dangers along the way.
Each time she defeated an opponent or a race, she would overcome her fear bit by bit until she finally conquered it!
The moment she stood at the peak of the medium chiliocosm and defeated the living beings of the ten thousand races, there was no longer a lifeform in this world that could make her feel fear.
The baptism of endless bloodshed and countless life and death dangers tempered a powerful and fearless heart!
The blood moon on her wings was condensed from the blood of the ten thousand races!