Li Qingming watched Zhunti's movements with a serious expression, rallying all of his recently recovered True Yuan.
"Hahaha! Qingmingzi, now that you've entered my Bodhi Mini World, do you still think you can leave alive?" Zhunti, having sealed the spatial rift with a wave of his hand, laughed loudly as he infused the last wisp of Chaos Qi into this small world.
"Boom!"
Far above in the unseen Nine Heavens, the galaxy shone brilliantly, cascading down like an endless silvery waterfall. The boundless starlight showered the earth, now riddled with scars. The silver moon, curved like a scythe, illuminated the land marred by wounds. On the silent and vast land, there was no longer any trace of Li Qingming or Zhunti!
"Elder brother!" In the Three Pure Ones Hall, Primordial Venerable looked at Laozi with an anxious expression.
