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"A mere inheritance! You intend to destroy my foundation? I'll suppress you!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed with a ferocious expression.
As his words fell, the War God pattern behind him began to move rapidly.
A stream of blood-red power, centered on the Xingtian Battle Axe, was seen.
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a vast black hole.
Hum!
The black hole trembled, unleashing a massive suction force.
Streams of inheritance power were extracted from his body and swiftly transferred into the massive black hole.
The inheritance power, which was close to breaching Zhang Xiaohao's defenses, was forcefully halted by the black hole's domineering intervention.
That step could never be taken.
Instead, as time went on,
Wave after wave of inheritance power was sucked into the vortex of the black hole transformed by the War God pattern.
With each absorption of inheritance power, the black hole that had been formed by the War God pattern grew more substantial.
