The entire battlefield fell silent. No one made a sound as divine senses fixed upon that darkness completely reduced to No-Nothing, feeling an unprecedented terror.
"Th-this is... a Divine Art?" the Black Tortoise Saint Emperor trembled as he spoke a terrifying term.
Even when Qin Heng had used Zero-Dimensional Return Power to instantly kill the God Emperor Hunsha, it had not been as shocking as this!
A Divine Art! This was a Divine Art!
Only a power that grasped the ultimate truths of certain laws and could shake all things in the universe from their very roots could be called a Divine Art!
Across the entire universe, since the fall of the ancient gods, there were currently only a dozen or so people who had mastered Divine Arts!
Qin Heng had only just undergone the Eighth Transformation and had yet to reach the peak of the Emperor realm, yet he had actually wielded a power that even Super God Emperors had never mastered. In an instant, he stunned everyone.
Whether they were enemy Eternals or powerful experts from his own camp, the way they looked at Qin Heng changed at this moment.
Even Dong Huaiyue, who knew him best of all, was frightened by this outburst from Qin Heng. She had never expected the methods he had concealed to be so profound and powerful.
The apocalyptic darkness gradually dispersed, and the spatial dimensions repaired themselves layer by layer, returning to the empty appearance of the former site of the Darkness River.
Qin Heng stood alone in the void, with no one before, behind, left, or right.
More than ten thousand overlord-level experts had died. The losses were devastating; even if they could be revived, it would be difficult for them to return to their peak.
But now, their deaths had