"Crack!"
This crisp sound was exceptionally clear amid the chaotic battlefield, as Li Changqing's shield finally succumbed to the strain and completely shattered.
The shattered shield transformed into countless light spots, dissipating into the air, like a beautiful yet despairing firework.
Li Changqing felt a tightness in his chest, and a mouthful of blood uncontrollably spurted out, turning into a mist of blood in the air.
His entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily against a mountain wall.
Under the enormous impact, the mountain wall instantly colllapsed, with countless boulders rolling down like a raging mudslide, burying Li Changqing beneath.
The "Prison Suppressing Cauldron" lost Li Changqing's control, swaying in the air while emitting a dull sound, as if mourning its master's defeat.
It slowly descended toward the ground, its speed decreasing as if reluctant to leave the battlefield once enveloped by its power.
