A week passed in the blink of an eye.
"Fuck!" Qingyi gritted his teeth as he swung his sword.
A loud bang echoed, followed by the agonizing roar of a beast as the lightning sword Qi tore through flesh and leather.
Qingyi stepped back momentarily, activating the lightning steps until his back hit a tree.
In front of him was a spiritual beast of the third stage of the Foundation Realm, an iron bull that stood more than three meters tall.
The creature's powerful body was covered in terrible wounds, dark blood dripping down its metallic fur.
The iron bull bellowed furiously, raising its upper body while a powerful earth Qi accumulated in its hooves.
Sensing the danger, Qingyi activated his draconic eyes and the world seemed to slow down.
At the same time, the bull let its hooves fall to the soft earth.
The ground shook and an explosion spread through the forest, raising dust and throwing thousands of stone fragments everywhere.
