As soon as the shout fell, vortices simultaneously twisted into existence in the abdomens of the four Golden-Clad Youths.
The next moment, their entire bodies were sucked into them, leaving four blurry black spheres draped in golden radiance hanging in the air.
In an instant, these fist-sized Golden Glow Black Spheres erupted with incomparably immense suction force, their volumes slowly expanding.
Although He Ping and the others had already fled ten thousand miles away, the instant the suction force appeared, their figures still abruptly stalled. The escape light around their bodies was immediately torn apart, transforming into specks of light that shot toward the rear.
Everyone was naturally horrified at the sight and hurriedly employed various secret techniques that consumed blood essence and vital energy, attempting to break free from the suction force behind them.
But compared to the four Golden Glow Black Spheres, their strength was far too lacking. Their bodies were now shooting backward faster and faster.
He Ping and the other three wanted to rely on the Small Mitian Bell to secure themselves a path to survival, only to discover that the Profound Heaven Saint Artifact in their hands had begun to tremble out of control, as if it too wished to throw itself into the embrace of those Golden Glow Black Spheres!
Fortunately, they did not face despair for long. There was no pain when they merged into the Golden Glow Black Spheres—or rather, before they could feel anything at all, their consciousness had already turned into nothingness.
At the final moment, He Ping voluntarily detonated the Small Mitian Bell in his hand, hoping to let the Bell Spirit escape.
Yet even the origin power of a Profound Heaven Spiritual Treasure could not break free from the Golden Glow Black Spheres' suction force, as if they