A powerful Seven-Star Fiend had been killed with a single punch. How could anything be so unbelievable?!
"How is this possible?" Aliquin's eyes, which had been narrowed, flew wide open. "Ambrose is a Seven-Star Fiend, and he was killed with one punch... Could that black-haired young man be an Asura of Hell?" Aliquin was completely dumbstruck!
It wasn't just him. The surviving Fiends, the elven girl Sherry, and the others were equally stunned.
"Lord Ambrose!"
"Run!"
"Quick, run!"
The nearly hundred Highgods who had come with the burly young man were instantly gripped by terror. They fled in every direction.
After witnessing that terrifying punch, they didn't dare entertain even the slightest thought of resisting.
"He's so strong!"
"He's terrifying!"
As the nearly hundred Highgods met Luo Ya's sudden, cold gaze, each of them felt the shadow of death closing in!
"Run?" Luo Ya watched the hundred or so fleeing figures with indifference, a cold smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly—
Dark Divine Power surged within a ten-thousand-meter radius, with Luo Ya at its center. An immense quantity of Dark Element gathered, instantly forming a vast, pitch-black vortex, deep and bottomless. Not a ray of sunlight penetrated it. Space twisted around it, obscuring everything within.
At the same time, the vortex's suction reached a terrifying extreme!
Before, relying solely on the amplification from the Black Hole inside him, this move had already possessed power comparable to that of a Six-Star Fiend.
Now that Luo Ya had infused it with his Willpower, its power had made another tremendous leap!
Boom!
The enormous dark vortex turned toward the nearly hundred Highgods fleeing behind them. Its terrifying suction bore down on every one of them.
The Highgods were dragged uncontrollably toward the dark vortex. Yet before they could even