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As the rake descended, streams of earthy yellow, crimson, emerald, platinum, and deep blue light coiled madly around it. The five elements circulated without end, creating a bizarre, viscous field of confinement within the hundred-foot radius covered by its strike.
The air seemed to have been flooded with heavy lead and mercury. Pang Yanfeng's phantomlike movements sank into an invisible mire, fettered by the power of the five elements, and his figure faltered for an instant.
BANG-!!!!
Bearing tremendous force that burned through its wielder's life, the Nine-Toothed Rake slammed squarely into Pang Yanfeng's crossed arms.
Violent shock waves exploded outward, carrying metal fragments and the sickly sweetness of blood.
Crack!
Dozens of spiderweb cracks instantly burst across Marshal Tianpeng's golden-armored giant, spreading from its shoulders to its arm guards.
Its enormous divine body reeled as though struck by a battering ram. Its heels plowed through broad swaths of flagstones as a thunderous impact drove it back more than five meters.
Every step left a foot-deep, fractured crater in the ground.
Pang Yanfeng's lightning-fast figure was likewise checked. The dark, space-rending power enveloping his claws was forcibly hammered back by the five-element rake.
A heavy, dragging agony mingled with sharp, piercing pain spread through his entire body from his crossed arms.
His steady, phantomlike footwork was shattered as well, and he involuntarily stumbled several rapid steps backward.
With every retreating step, his feet stamped distinct, inch-deep impressions into the hard floor tiles, fine cracks spreading from their edges.
The violence of his retreat whipped up a gust of wind.
Before the battle's shock waves had dispersed, nineteen figures plunged like arrowheads into the furnace of combat