A faint light broke out from the chaos, enveloping Li Yi's Primordial Spirit Dharma Image, which was as tiny as dust, and burst forth, finally breaking through the stomach wall of this creature and escaping that chaos space.
"I'm out."
Li Yi saw his surroundings suddenly open up, with chaos qi dissipating, and his eyes widened with ecstasy.
He couldn't believe he survived by relying on this Fei Mu Needle.
But the cost was great; his Primordial Spirit Flower was almost burnt out, with all eight petals withered, leaving only one fragile flower bud that was about to dissipate.
His Primordial Spirit Dharma Image could still be maintained, but at this moment it was dim and illusory.
"Incredible, you actually managed to break out, it's simply a miracle." The Hua Qing, no bigger than a baby, excitedly clapped his hands on the dilapidated Red Lotus.
