Meng Chao's slash had cut far too deeply.
Even the Monster Mastermind's spiritual core had nearly scattered.
In its haste, this "stitching operation" had not been precise.
The two halves of its body had not aligned, and many joints had missed their sockets, crudely pieced together in a jumbled mess of interlocking reversed joints.
It no longer possessed the imposing majesty of a god or devil descending upon the world.
Instead, it resembled its own creations—those deformed, hideous Stitched Monsters.
Yet the endlessly surging blood patterns and green tide eventually extinguished most of the golden flames.
The wound from its waist and hips to its chest and abdomen healed rapidly.
Only its brow still spouted a stubborn golden radiance.
Amid the crackling sounds of bones being joined, it seemed to shake free of invisible shackles and gradually regained its ability to move.
Boom!
Its mismatched legs, hastily pieced together and unequal in length, threw it off balance as it took a great stride, sending it crashing to the ground.
It simply bent all four limbs one hundred and eighty degrees, crawling toward Meng Chao and Lü Siya on all fours like some grotesquely misshapen crawling creature.
Every time its palms or soles stomped brutally upon the bone-covered ground, deafening thunder erupted.
Its fury became a visible storm, blowing so fiercely that Meng Chao and Lü Siya could not open their eyes.
Without looking back, the two desperately ran toward the golden-radiant crack in the rock wall of the Skeleton Cave.
Yet the ground beneath their feet silently stretched away into the distance, turning the golden crack that had been within arm's reach into something impossibly far away.
The Skeleton Cave was continuously expanding.
Even worse, vast amounts of blood patterns and green tide burrowed out from deep within the countless