From all directions, more and more black spirit butterflies appeared outside of Xiangrong City, swallowing up all the forests surrounding it.
What was extremely frightening was that the Xiangrong Forest used to be lush and leafy, just like autumn. As these black spirit butterflies slowly encroached, all the green leaves of the plants withered away. The emerald ocean gradually transformed into a black space covering the sky, and even in the daytime, the heavens and the earth were still dim, as if it were always dusk.
And once night fell, the land for hundreds of kilometers around the entire Xiangrong City became so dark that one couldn't see their own hand in front of them.
The spirit butterflies within the city were colorful. These butterflies should have made up the vast majority of Xiangrong Earth Realm. Now, these butterflies had become a very small part, cowering in fear within the city, daring not to venture outside to gather the spirit dew and pollen.
