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The Peng Emperor roared like thunder, his voice shaking the firmament. His wings beat furiously, whipping up savage hurricanes as though he meant to overturn heaven and earth.
In an instant, golden radiance blazed across his body, turning him into a golden sun. Golden flames ignited along every feather.
Ancient runes flickered within the flames, giving off a terrifying aura that struck straight at the soul. These were not physical flames, but something closer to burning mental power.
The Peng Emperor beat his wings again. Golden light surged around him like a raging tide, and an enormous Peng Emperor phantom, a hundred zhang tall, coalesced behind him.
The phantom towered like a mountain, its eyes flashing like lightning. The piercing light they unleashed made space tremble.
"Gilded Golden Roc Emperor Image, suppress heaven and earth!"
The Peng Emperor phantom lunged at Lu Xueqi like a bolt of golden lightning.
Wherever it passed, space collapsed, leaving vast spatial rifts, black and fathomless.
At that moment, Chen Hong, who had been regulating his breathing and recovering all this time, abruptly opened his eyes. His gaze was as cold as wintry stars.
A cold gleam flickered at the tip of the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, as though boundless sharpness lay hidden within it.
"Dark Underworld Taiji Diagram, rise!"
With Chen Hong's low shout, a ten-meter taiji diagram of ice and water appeared around him, its two halves sharply defined.
The taiji diagram began spinning wildly, faster and faster, drawing heaven and earth spiritual qi toward it in a surging tide.
The taiji diagram rapidly expanded, reaching hundreds of meters across in the blink of an eye. Like an enormous compass spanning heaven and earth, it radiated a mysterious, powerful aura.
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