When my finger touched the blue butterfly, it miraculously disappeared.

When I pulled my hand back, the blue butterfly suddenly reappeared.

Seeing this strange scene, I curiously moved my hand back and forth between the blue butterflies fluttering before me.

Every time my hand touched the blue butterfly, it disappeared. When my hand left the butterfly's location, it reappeared.

Fatty, Rou Yi, Jennifer, and Dodge, seeing this strange phenomenon, followed suit and reached out to grab the blue butterfly.

However, they encountered the same situation as I did; every time they reached for a butterfly, they came up empty.

"Damn, what's going on? I can't catch anything."

Fatty looked surprised, frantically swatting at the air in front of him with both hands, like trying to catch the moon and stars in the sea, but he couldn't catch anything.

I suddenly thought of the green fluorescent dot matrix in the rainforest that Fatty and Rou Yi had told me about before. Two team members had touched the green fluorescent dots and were burned to ashes by green fire, leaving no remains behind.

Looking at the blue butterflies fluttering out of the blue flames, I thought for a moment and voiced my guess, "Perhaps the green fluorescent dots in the rainforest and the blue butterflies in front of us are some form of energy manifestation."

Fatty looked at me with some confusion after hearing my guess. I also saw confused expressions in the eyes of the others.

Clearly, they didn't understand what I meant.

So, I further explained, "If I understand correctly, the principle behind the protective suit Rou Yi designed should be to shield against all energy fields and energy carriers such as 'electricity,' 'magnetism,' and 'waves.' Because I'm not a physics major, I don't quite understand the physics involved, but I feel that her research results should be Nobel Prize level…"

I looked up at the sky and saw more and more snowflakes being absorbed into the soaring blue flames, then turning into blue butterflies. The entire valley was illuminated by the sky full of blue light, with no blind spots, almost like daytime, except the eerie blue light emitted by these butterflies made us feel somewhat sinister and terrifying.

"In the two years that Han Yu was in the Z organization, especially in the year after Strange died and she took control, she really racked her brains to find a way to deal with the meteorites." I sighed helplessly. "If Han Yu hadn't experienced this incident and had stayed in school to do research, focusing on her studies, I think it wouldn't have taken long for her to become a giant in the field of physics."

Fatty and the others didn't comment on my feelings, perhaps they were also thinking about how the meteorites had changed their own lives.

…

Just as we escaped a calamity and were immersed in the illusion, Jennifer suddenly shouted, "Look, the blue butterflies are gathering."

Jennifer's words caught our attention. We looked in the direction Jennifer indicated – the previously chaotic blue butterflies were now arranged in order.

The blue butterfly array seemed to be controlled, neatly arranged. The blue butterflies flapped their wings slightly at their designated spots, a scene almost identical to the fluorescent dot matrix in the rainforest.

Fatty muttered, "Fluorescent dot matrix, blue fluorescent dot matrix…"

They were too familiar with this scene.

Fatty pointed at the blue fluorescent dot matrix and said to me, "Young Master, I feel that this fluorescent dot matrix is very likely to lead us to the entrance of this immortal mountain, just like we found the simulated space in the rainforest."

If it was guiding the way, it must be linked to the words on the rubbing.

Fatty's words reminded me of the last few lines of the poem—

"Zen practice is often abundant, candle dance illuminates constancy.

Golden Light Celestial descends, mortal enters immortal path.

Green lamp locks the human soul, Dao heart offers to the Three Purities."

Of these four lines of poetry, the one that resonated most with the scene before me was "candle dance illuminates constancy."

The blue flame rising from the bonfire straight into the sky really looked a bit like the slender flame of a candle at first glance, and the meaning of "constancy" was perhaps long-lasting and permanent.

If this line matched, then it meant there was hope ahead.

So, we stared at the blue fluorescent dot matrix, anticipating what was about to happen.

The blue flame turned more and more drifting snow into blue butterflies, and the blue butterflies joined the fluorescent dot matrix one after another.

The scale of the fluorescent dot matrix continued to expand as a result.

A short buzz sounded – the blue fluorescent dot matrix began to move…

At first, the fluorescent dot matrix moved very slowly. Only the first few rows of blue butterflies in the array could be seen moving forward, and the butterflies behind immediately filled their original positions.

Two seconds later, the blue butterflies that had left the array suddenly sped up, quickly streaking across the night sky.

At this time, the rapidly moving fluorescent dots could no longer be described as "butterflies." The fluorescent dots were more like tiny shooting stars.

The fluorescent dots in the array followed closely behind, also flying rapidly in the same direction.

The flight paths of countless blue fluorescent dots converged into a blue "tubular light strip" hanging in the night sky, illuminating the entire night.