I picked up the scattered attributes

Not only were the enemies too weak in large groups, but the fighting power that Butcher was showing at this moment was also far inferior to the indomitable spirit that Feng Xia remembered!

Feng Xia couldn't help but have a strange feeling that he could kill at least several hundred of the enemies the butcher was facing with just a light slap.

It's like an old father rubbing his son.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Butcher Knife's memory is faulty, or has the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom entered the Dharma-ending Age? If the enemy is this weak, it shouldn't be considered a formidable foe..."

One moment it's a high-fantasy martial arts novel, the next it's a martial arts novel set in the end times of Buddhism...

The change was so drastic that Feng Xia was stunned.

To be honest, I've seen the butcher single-handedly charge into the heavens with his knife, cleaving through the sky and earth with an unyielding spirit, vowing never to turn back until he conquers the heavens. Now, seeing him unleash a fierce slash, the blade's energy shooting several feet away, cutting down three enemies...

There's something really strange about it!

"However, since the butcher's knife has already been put into battle, it means that its power has been discovered. Well, that's not a bad result."

"This side of the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom is easy to recognize. Those who are using Heavenly Pattern Divine Powers are mostly from there. Besides, those war drums also look very familiar..."

Feng Xia did not interfere with the battle—he was well aware that all of this was history, and even if he changed it, it would only be a pipe dream.

He walked silently on the battlefield, watching figures rush in one after another, only to fall one after another into pools of blood.

The battle never ceased, and Fengxia was like a lonely ghost, a traveler from another time and space, walking alone on this chaotic land.

He saw the butcher suffer several serious injuries, and once he was almost killed when he was cleaved into several pieces. However, he survived the ordeal and returned to this eternal battlefield with an even stronger appearance.

He also saw a warrior from the Heavenly Pattern Kingdom fall, his tattered war drum rolling off his waist and drifting away into the river of blood to some unknown place.

In the distance, there were no sun, moon, or stars, only a desolate void.

Gradually, the butcher grew stronger and stronger in each battle, his strength becoming more and more astonishing. As if he had broken free of invisible shackles, his blade flashed brilliantly, cutting through heaven and earth and illuminating the ages!

Not only that, the power of the butcher knife has also increased dramatically. Its murderous aura is like a long dragon, and its blade light is like a galaxy, sweeping in all directions. It's practically like a second butcher!

The speed of this improvement was so rapid that even Feng Xia was shocked.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with this battlefield, which is why the butcher's strength is being suppressed, and only through bloody battles can this suppression be gradually lifted?"

Based on his observations over the past few days, Feng Xia made a relatively plausible conjecture.

Otherwise, there's really no way to explain this phenomenon.

"So here's the question: where exactly is this battlefield, and who is the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom fighting... hmm?"

One day, Feng Xia suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

The scene before him was once again filled with chaos, intermittent and almost completely fragmented. Clearly, a new problem had arisen on the ladder to heaven!

"Spirit Maiden, what's going on?" Feng Xia immediately shouted.

"This has nothing to do with me! It's not my fault!"

The spirit maiden's voice quickly returned: "It seems that the spirit of this butcher's knife witnessed something shocking at this moment, which affected the stability of its spirit body..."

Her tone was full of exasperation: "So easily influenced by external factors, this guy is truly a disgrace to our spirit world!"

Feng Xia pointed to the ceiling, a half-smile on her face, and reminded him, "Look, Wu Guan is here to see you."

"What?! Goddess Wu Guan is here to see me?! Wait, wait, wait, I just woke up, I'm not mentally prepared yet!"

The spirit maiden vanished without a trace in a flash.

"This guy is really..."

The Spirit Maiden is a fanatical worshipper of Wu Guan!

Feng Xia grinned and looked away, scanning the fragmented images. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened and settled on one particular memory.

This memory is severely fragmented, almost completely submerged by chaotic energy.

However, Feng Xia could still sense the extremely strong sense of shock from it.

Faintly, he could hear the spirit of the butcher's knife murmuring in disbelief:

"I have traversed countless years and cut through countless thorns, all for your one sentence that awakened my mind from the darkness."

"But when you appeared before me again..."

Why are you my enemy?!

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Chapter 0625

"what?"

Not to mention Dao Ling, who was directly involved, even Feng Xia, who was just an observer, was so shocked by those few simple words that he almost lost his soul.

If I had to sum up his feelings in a few words, it would be something like...

What the hell did you say?!

Feng Xia, of course, saw all of Dao Ling's earliest memories.

He was naturally extremely curious about the mysterious person who came and went in a hurry—to be able to conjure up an unparalleled weapon with just a single sentence, this person must be a terrifying existence with earth-shattering power.

However, in the pig-slaughtering knife's later memories, he never saw that figure again.

It was as if the appearance of that person was merely a beautiful dream, a strange hallucination that unexpectedly occurred when she was still a broken soldier.

Otherwise...

The Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom has swept across the heavens and the earth, so why is there still no trace of that person?

Until...this moment!

Despite the extreme chaos on the battlefield, the butcher's knife still sensed something...

The aura that suddenly appeared in the enemy camp was clearly the mysterious person she had been longing for for countless years!

Almost at the instant that Dao Ling's mind was shaken, Feng Xia saw that all the memory images moved at the same time.

More precisely, the moment that mysterious person appeared, an invisible force swept across the battlefield, seemingly without changing anything, yet it was as if, in the darkness, it had altered the course of fate that should not have existed!

It has reversed cause and effect, and created chaos in time and space!

From that moment on, the memories of the pig-slaughtering knife spirit were completely shaken, as if a universe had been overturned, with countless memory stars colliding with each other and then fading away one after another.

What followed were all fragmented images.

One day, the butcher looked at the pig-slaughtering knife and sighed. He finally placed it on the chopping board, then leaped into the air and disappeared, never to return.

"This is truly... a huge surprise!"

Having read this far, Feng Xia basically understood everything.

Simply put, the pig-slaughtering knife was originally a failed divine knife. Although it still retained some spiritual consciousness, it was determined by the blacksmith and others to forge a stronger Dao weapon.

Therefore, the failed attempt to forge the divine sword was naturally abandoned and no longer used.

It was the appearance of that mysterious person, or perhaps he manipulated things in secret, that allowed the sword spirit's consciousness to be stabilized and not completely dissipated.

It was from that moment that the butcher knife was truly born.

In the long years that followed, the greatest driving force that sustained the sword spirit's continuous growth was the search for that mysterious benefactor!

But she never expected this—

Benefactor, and also the greatest enemy!

"Sigh, with such a dramatic reversal, no wonder the child became withdrawn..."

Licking her lips, Feng Xia sighed softly.

When a person's spiritual pillar collapses, they may become a walking corpse, living in a daze and oblivion.

What if it were a divine sword?

The answer is probably quite obvious.

—Not just autistic, but autistic to the point of being mentally challenged.

"Alright, we've basically figured out the source of the problem, so now there's only one question left."

Fengxia emerges from one memory scene after another, as if walking on the light of the universe, transcending time and space, quietly observing everything that has happened in history.

Finally, he stood on solid ground again.

"Are you done?"

As soon as Feng Xia opened his eyes, he saw Loli Xi, who looked eager and ready to pounce on him at any moment. She seemed ready to withdraw her powers and come over to thoroughly study Feng Xia.

Without a second thought or a word, Feng Xia pushed the Moonlight Divine Tree to its limit once again.

"Stay put and don't move."

"profound."

"Now that the cause of the disease has been identified, all that remains is the treatment plan."

Feng Xia, holding the Moonlit Divine Tree in one hand (cosplaying as the Wind King carrying a tree), stroked his chin as he fell into thought.

At this moment, the spirit of the pig-slaughtering knife is frozen by Loli Xi's Taiyin Dao and guided and channeled by the spirit maiden of the Heavenly Ladder, so there won't be any problems for the time being.

However, if this goes on for too long...