Akaski was startled and about to attack again when suddenly, a violent wind arose, sweeping him far away as it hurled him out.
Akaski was shocked beyond belief. What kind of power was this, that just the trailing gust could toss him, a possessor of divine power, out like that?
In his astonishment, Akaski looked up and saw the totem beast of his own clan, a dark green-horned lizard, appearing above the void. It had just flown past him at an unimaginable speed, striking at Zhang Jiarong who had just stabilized himself.
The totem beast struck with all its might, its claws tearing through the void, shattering it into pieces. Even if the opponent possessed divine-like strength, a swipe of its claw could easily slay them.
At this moment, the seed power within Zhang Jiarong had just erupted, but the white glow it released was clearly no match for the totem beast's strike. In almost an instant, a claw of the totem beast penetrated Zhang Jiarong's chest.
