Without a doubt, the "Holy Flames" was a fire-element treasure. He looked around and saw the burning gazes of the other fire-element sprites.
But…
It wasn't a rule that only fire-element sprites could comprehend something from "Holy Flames".
Therefore, it was very normal for Butterfly to have some comprehension… Like hell it was!
"Gurgle! Gurgle!"
The emerald green butterfly flapped its wings slightly. The butterfly flew in front of Su Hao and looked at him. It took out… a small white glass bead from its skirt.
The bead circled around its little hand. With a bang, Butterfly returned to its original form in the misty smoke, the size of a fist.
Wisps of gray smoke floated out of nowhere and surrounded the ball.
For a moment, the whole precious ball was like clouds and mist, like a dream.
