To the creatures of the universe, spatial rifts were an exceedingly familiar concept. Anyone who ventured deep into the universe could often find them, and being swallowed by one meant being torn apart by terrifying space-time power.
Even the strength of the Deity Transformation Realm could not withstand that terrifying tearing force. Only those in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm could move through spatial rifts and even destroy them.
But how many Tribulation Transcendence Realm experts were there? In a remote star region like this, encountering one was simply impossible.
So here, anyone swept into a spatial rift faced certain death.
Everyone present, whether from the Raen Family or the Ōtsutsuki Clan, immediately chose to flee the moment they saw the spatial rift.
But how could the Ōtsutsuki who had unleashed this move let his enemies escape so easily?
The Ōtsutsuki let out another furious roar, and his blood began flowing out much faster. His originally fair skin took on a sickly pallor.
But the result was equally apparent. The black hole abruptly expanded, and its suction grew considerably stronger. Some of the weaker fighters could no longer control their bodies and were dragged up by the powerful pull.
In an instant, the terrifying space-time power churned them into a bloody mist, which then vanished as though they had never existed.
As the suction gradually intensified, more and more creatures failed to resist it and were steadily reduced to nothing.
Watching this terrifying, bloody scene, the Ōtsutsuki could not help revealing a sickly smile.
"What a beautiful sight. This is the power of higher beings! Lowly creatures deserve nothing but enslavement! Hahahaha!"
But before the Ōtsutsuki could laugh much longer, a sword suddenly thrust out through his chest, cutting his laughter short.
The Ōtsutsuki turned his head in disbelief, only to