The Great Defeat of All Races

"Patriarch!"

Seeing this, the Spirit Race clansmen rushed forward in fury, intending to kill Mu Qing.

There were more than a dozen Heavenly Gods alone, though most were in the early or middle stages, with only two in the late stage.

Mu Qing raised his hand and slashed out. A Thousand-Handed Demon Shadow abruptly appeared above the blade, and in an instant, countless streaks of saber light swept across.

The dozen-plus Heavenly Gods froze in place. The next moment, blood burst forth as every one of their bodies split apart, a drizzling rain of blood falling down.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Heavenly Gods were instantly killed!

Such terrifying strength shocked everyone.

The army of one hundred and twenty thousand True Gods was completely intimidated, not daring to take a single step forward.

Unfortunately, their inaction did not mean Mu Qing would remain still.

Black light flickered in Mu Qing's right eye, and a black dot appeared in the very center of the True God army.

"What is this?"

A mid-stage True God stared blankly when he noticed a black dot had appeared beside him out of nowhere. Curiously, he moved closer, only to be swept inside by a powerful suction force.

Crack!

Blood splattered. A mid-stage True God was instantly ground into pieces.

Then, the black dot gradually expanded, forming a terrifying Black Hole. The surrounding True Gods were sucked into it directly, leaving neither corpses nor bones behind!

In a short span of time, thirty thousand True Gods were annihilated before the Black Hole finally vanished.

A trickle of blood ran from Mu Qing's right eye. He had overused the power of the Black Hole.

But the results were equally striking. The Black Hole had crushed a full thirty thousand True Gods—a truly