Those Quasi-Emperor level experts who were close to the black hole vortex, whether they were at the lower level of Quasi-Emperor or had reached the higher level of Quasi-Emperor (seventh or eighth level), were completely powerless against such a terrifying suction force.
They were like leaves in a storm, sucked straight into that unfathomable black hole, vanishing without a trace in an instant, their fate unknown.
Witnessing this scene, everyone else present was horrified and used all their skills to tear through space and escape from this dangerous place.
The two sides, who were originally locked in fierce combat, could no longer care about continuing the battle. They huddled together and desperately retreated rapidly backward, trying to increase the distance between themselves and the terrifying black hole as much as possible.
As time passed, the terrifying black hole vortex gradually began to shrink, its size slowly decreasing from enormous to smaller.
Finally, after a period of time, it completely disappeared from people's sight, as if it had never existed.
Looking at Yuan Changsheng, his once magnificent black robe was now stained and mottled with the gold and blood emanating from his body.
At this moment, Yuan Changsheng's face was ashen, his breath was extremely weak, and he was coughing up puddles of golden blood from time to time.
Clearly, his strength had been completely exhausted, and he was utterly incapable of fighting again.
In contrast, the situation of the young immortal was much better.
Although his face was also extremely pale and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his injuries were not too serious overall.
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