The next instant, the massive sword light suddenly descended, cleaving the monster directly in two from the middle.
"Roar!"
An utterly furious roar exploded at that moment. Countless horrifying sinews grew from the cleaved portion of the monster's face!
They frantically intertwined, trying to stitch the two halves of its split face back together.
But Li Qing wildly swung the sword light, sweeping it again and again across the severed section.
In the end, that split face sank downward, breaking away from the Doomsday Mist and vanishing into the endless darkness.
This place was like a true ocean, an infinite expanse of darkness.
"Ding..."
A mysterious sound beyond the power of words to describe suddenly appeared in the world.
It spread rapidly through the dark world.
Wherever it passed, countless monsters seemed to flee in frantic terror.
At that moment, Li Qing felt everything around him beginning to turn illusory.
He knew that this final danger seemed to be about to pass.
Yet his gaze turned toward the direction from which the chiming sound came.
A strange existence was emerging from the darkness.
It was something so enormous that no words could describe it.
Black bells hung all over this unknown entity.
The bells swayed without pause, producing an unbroken clanging of metal that seemed, faintly, to form some abnormal melody.
The instant he heard it, fear rose from the depths of his heart—the instinct of a living creature.
The next moment, all the surrounding illusions had completely receded, and Li Qing had returned to the normal world.
Before that mysterious existence could arrive, he had already left.
He let out a deep breath of stale air as endless radiance flickered through the veins of his roots!
The logic-like radiance nurtured by the Seed of Principles flowed endlessly within them!