บท 322: The Might of Divine Techniques

"Qin Hao! Die!" The Spirit Race elder who had spoken earlier had dark, gloomy eyes and an ashen face. Killing intent surged from his body like tidal waves. He hated the youth before him to the core. If not for the youth's casual strikes, his future would not have been severed! The Spirit Race's future would not have been cut off!

For a time, all kinds of divine radiance flickered within the Spirit Race. At this moment, several Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses chose to jointly attack. Countless divine powers filled the heavens and earth, all aimed solely at Qin Hao. 

Boom! 

A loud sound rang out. The heavens and earth seemed to be torn asunder by these divine powers, with a vast and boundless force surging toward Qin Hao. Endless divine light blotted out the sky, almost invincible.