The five chains each bore the ultimate origin of an eighth-turn Ancestral Witch, the nourishing power of eons of spiritual treasures, and the power of the Heavenly Dao formed by the Five Elements Great Array's closed loop. In a single breath, they layered upon one another, densely winding around and tightly binding Kunpeng's Chaos Demon God true body, billions of zhang tall.
The metal, wood, water, fire, and earth chains circulated in mutual generation and restrained one another in a closed loop. Interlinked and mutually reinforced, they formed a personal heavenly-prison seal more intricate, more tyrannical, and more inescapable than the Five Elements Great Array.
Kunpeng's battered demonic body was firmly locked in the center of the void. His limbs, torso, sinews, blood, origin, and physical strength were utterly sealed away.
Even if he retained a trace of brute physical force, a trace of residual origin, or a trace of demonic god foundation, under the closed-loop imprisonment of the Five Elements spiritual treasure chains, it was all reduced to nothing, completely locked down, completely stripped away.
His body could not move, his origin could not circulate, his blood could not flow, his demonic power could not be invoked, and his Primordial Spirit could not roam.
He had utterly become fish on the chopping block.
At the instant he was completely sealed, Kunpeng, who had been silent for so long, suddenly and slowly raised his head. His enormous, battered skull lifted toward the endless Chaos beyond as a hoarse, low, crazed, desolate laugh thundered through heaven and earth!
"Hahaha... hahaha!!"
His laughter was hoarse and broken, shrill and crazed, carrying the twisted hope and madness of one driven into a desperate corner as it echoed across the devastated Primordial World battlefield.
He was clearly trapped in utter despair, his body bound,