1100 Break the Shackles 5yr

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In the other corner, the peculiar man with mud covering his body suddenly sank into the ground. Disappearing with him was half of the amount of the Hundred Kalpa Soul Thread. Six giant hands pressed down like imposing mountains that sent away the energy that could seal the entire sky.
The shining rivers crossing the sky moved like sparkling chains with sharp auras that attempted to wrap the imposing hands. Thunderclaps echoed while a lightning rod danced in the middle of the sky.
The beefy man had a large build and it was as tough as iron and steel. With the giant hammer in his hand, he grinned and stayed aside. He didn't want to join this battle, anyway.
The good-looking man frowned and looked at the six imposing hands disappearing into the ground. He sensed for a while and then said, "This man is dangerous."
"Da-ge, you can't hold him?" shouted the muscular man.
"He cultivates Earth power Upanishad and he knows the surroundings well. His energy and power Upanishad can mingle wit