A ghostly green appeared before everyone's eyes. The green was unlike anything in the mortal world; it was more like a will-o'-the-wisp from the underworld, flickering with an eerie light. It drifted through the air at an astonishing speed, as if it could cross the boundaries of space in an instant, and was already close at hand in the blink of an eye.

This green wave contains an indescribable sense of danger, which involuntarily inspires fear in people.

The fat man was closest to the cave entrance, so he reacted the fastest. He shouted, "Back up!" His voice was filled with an undeniable urgency.

However, his warning came too late. As he spoke, several green lights shot out from the cave entrance, silently streaking across the night sky like ghosts.

Surprisingly, when these green lights approached, they did not bring any heat. Instead, they brought a bone-chilling cold, as if a cold wind was blowing from an extremely cold place, penetrating straight to the heart.

Astonished, everyone looked closely and realized that the clusters of green light were actually butterflies with flame-like wings.

They are covered in eerie green scales, and their wings flutter gently, each flap accompanied by a scattering of green powder, like the whispers of ghosts, leaving eerie trails in the air.

These butterflies are not large, but their presence fills the entire space with a sense of oppression and unease.

Their wings seemed to burn with an inextinguishable flame, but that flame was not ordinary fire; rather, it was a cold and mysterious presence, radiating a light that made one's heart tremble.

As a butterfly fluttered past the fat man, green powder drifted in the wind and landed squarely on his clothes.

Just as everyone was trying to understand this sudden change, with a loud bang, the fat man's clothes inexplicably burst into flames. The speed at which the flames burned was beyond imagination, as if driven by some unknown force.

The flames spread rapidly, instantly engulfing half of the fat man's body. The firelight reflected on his terrified face, making him look particularly ferocious.

The fat man let out a shrill scream as he struggled desperately, wildly patting the flames on his body as if he were fighting an invisible demon.

Fortunately, after a great deal of effort, he finally managed to remove the burning clothes and throw them far away, thus avoiding more serious injury.

Even so, several charred marks remained on his skin, bearing witness to this sudden disaster.

At this moment, Wu Tianzhen suddenly spoke, his voice trembling slightly, yet revealing an undisguised excitement:

“I recognize it, it’s the Netherworld Ghost Butterfly! I’ve seen it recorded in the old man’s notes.”

His eyes gleamed with a thirst for knowledge and awe for the unknown.

"Netherworld Ghost Butterfly?"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines; the name itself sounded ominous and terrifying.

Wu Tianzhen continued:

"The Netherworld Ghost Butterfly is said to be born in the Netherworld and feeds on Netherworld Fire. It is impossible to kill unless the flames on its body are extinguished."

Their scales possess a special magic, capable of igniting anything they come into contact with, and…

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold laugh from Xie Xiaohua:

"The so-called Netherworld Ghost Butterfly is nothing but a bunch of mystifying claims."

I refuse to believe that these tiny butterflies can stump me!

Without waiting for anyone's reaction, Xie Xiaohua pulled out a handful of iron pellets from her waist, flicked her wrist, and sent more than a dozen iron pellets streaking across the night sky like meteors, hitting more than a dozen Netherworld Ghost Butterflies with perfect accuracy.

The moment the iron pellet struck the butterflies, their bodies split open, splattering green fluid everywhere, indicating that they had indeed suffered severe damage.

Upon seeing this, Fatty and Ding Yudie couldn't help but cheer:

"See, it's not that it can't be killed, is it? Little Flower killed it easily!"

Their tone was filled with the joy of victory, as if they had found a way to fight these terrifying butterflies.

However, before their cheers had even subsided, the parts of the butterflies that had been hit were quickly replenished by the flames, as if they had been repaired by some mysterious force.

In the blink of an eye, the shattered bodies were restored to their original state. What was even more terrifying was that the number of butterflies that had been hit not only did not decrease, but instead doubled due to the attack from the little flower.

This unexpected turn of events stunned everyone. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with terror and despair.

The ghostly butterflies hovered in the air, their flames growing ever brighter, as if mocking humanity's incompetence.

"This...how is this possible?"

Xie Xiaohua was also stunned; he couldn't believe his eyes.

He clearly hit those butterflies, so why were they able to recover so quickly, and even increase in number?

Just then, a powerful aura emanated from the crowd; it was Zhang Hao's presence.

He stood quietly to the side, observing everything, and had already made up his mind.

At this moment, he slowly stepped forward, his gaze sharp as he stared directly at the ghostly butterflies.

"Don't panic, everyone. I have a way to deal with them."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to Zhang Hao, their eyes filled with expectation and trust.

Zhang Hao stood there without making any further move.

Just as everyone was puzzled and waiting for Zhang Hao to make a move, the flames on the butterflies in the air were instantly extinguished.

This sudden change shocked everyone. The ghostly butterflies that had been rampaging through the air seemed to have lost their source of life. The flames on their wings instantly went out, turning into specks of green light that slowly drifted away in the air and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Hao stood there, a calm smile on his face, as if all of this was within his expectations.

Seeing this, everyone looked at Zhang Hao with admiration.

They knew all too well that even if they found and exploited the weaknesses of such a bizarre creature, it would be no easy task.

Zhang Hao's wisdom and courage undoubtedly earned their respect.

Everyone praised Zhang Hao, their tone filled with admiration and envy.

The fat man spoke first, his voice slightly breathless, clearly still shaken by his previous experience, but his eyes were filled with admiration:

"Brother Zhang Hao, you're truly amazing! That move you just made was like a god descending from the heavens, instantly subduing those terrifying Netherworld Butterflies. I, Fatty, am completely impressed by you!"

Ding Yudie followed closely behind, his voice gentle yet firm:

"Yes, boss, we sincerely admire your wisdom and courage."

In this world full of unknowns and dangers, having a partner like you is truly our good fortune.

Wu Tianzhen's eyes gleamed with excitement, and his words revealed a thirst for knowledge and awe of the unknown:

"Uncle, your secret method is truly amazing."

I had read many records about the Netherworld Fire in the old man's notes, but I never thought that someone could extinguish it so easily.

You are the most amazing person I have ever met in this world.

Although Xie Xiaohua had previously looked down on the Netherworld Ghost Butterfly, she now sincerely praised it:

"Uncle, you are very impressive in my eyes, but I realized that I really underestimated you before."

Your strength and wisdom far surpass those of everyone I know.

From now on, I, Xie Xiaohua, will follow you. If you say east, I'll never go west!

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Alright, now that we've dealt with these Netherworld Butterflies, let's go inside the cave."

The cave entrance was blown up, so they must have been trying to hide something; there must be some unknown secret inside.

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