"Whoosh"
The same beam of light as last time shot towards Li Qingming's head again.
This time, Li Qingming did not flee. He stood still as if stupefied, blankly awaiting the beam to pierce through his brain.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a roar like a dragon chant, filled with the vastness of the ages, thundered through heaven and earth.
Li Qingming had transformed into a pure and brilliant, incomparably massive bearcat.
Although it was the form of his Primordial Spirit, one could still feel the surging Blood Qi omnipresent, thunderous like rolling thunder; the terrifying Mana reached for the Cangqiong, as his body, as large as mountains, seemed to stretch the entire Primordial Spirit Sea, making it more vast.
"This, what is this?" The miserable Ancestor of Destiny had no clue what the Swallowing Sky Bearcat before him was.
"Roar!"