Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 365: Sweeping Away Internal Threats, Enveloping the Great Xia Human Realm with a Thought, the Terrifying Lin Ping’an, Suppressing and Devouring with a Wave

In the boundless sky, Lin Ping’an hovered in mid-air like an immortal statue.

His figure merged with the clouds on the horizon, carrying a majestic presence that commanded respect.

His deep eyes reflected the galaxy, piercing through layers of mist, gazing at the distant horizon, as if searching for unspeakable secrets.

As Lin Ping’an’s thoughts moved, the Spiritual Power Domain unfolded under his control, like a vast canvas slowly spreading beneath his feet.

At this moment, it seemed that only he and the vast ocean of spiritual power remained in the world.

His will was the sovereign of this domain, invisible forces quietly surged through the air.

In an instant, spiritual tendrils touched every corner of the Great Xia Empire.

The vast expanses of land, bustling cities, tranquil villages, and even secret realms hidden outside the mundane world, were all within his perception.

Strands of spiritual power formed a dense web, quickly spreading unnoticed to every possible crevice, omnipresent and all-seeing.

Those small secret realms attached to various places of the world also presented themselves in his spiritual vision.

They were like stars in the night, some flickering weakly, others shining brightly, each bearing its own secrets and legends.

Witnessing this scene, Lin Ping’an’s eyes seemed to light up with endless starlight, both deep and bright.

Deep within his eyes, an unusual brilliance flickered, a desire to devour unknown secret realms.

At this moment, an almost imperceptible smile appeared on his face.

His lips moved slightly, as if whispering to the air, or silently proclaiming to himself within.

"Found it!"

Though light as a whisper, the words seemed to contain the power to move mountains and overturn seas.

Instantly, they echoed through the silent space, like a heavy hammer striking every corner.

As the words fell, Lin Ping’an’s figure suddenly broke through the layers of space barriers.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared at the coordinates of the brightest small secret realm.

At this moment, the Space Law seemed to become an invisible key in his hands, freely manipulating the opening and closing of dimensions.

Extending his white, jade-like hand, he gently stirred the Space Law, like ripples on a calm lake surface.

Instantly, a blue spatial tunnel quietly unfolded before him.

Inside the tunnel, radiant flows shimmered mysteriously and enchantingly, like a gateway to another world.

Facing the suddenly opened blue tunnel, Lin Ping’an did not hesitate, calmly stepping inside.

But just before entering, he seemed to recall something, sending out a few strands of spiritual power that silently conveyed the same message.

Afterward, as if solving concerns in advance, his steps became more relaxed and easy.

Meanwhile.

Great Xia Martial Arts Association Headquarters, top floor office.

Zhang Zheng, struggling with complex affairs, suddenly opened his eyes wide in shock and muttered to himself.

"What? Again?"

"Damn! Always what I fear the most!"

"Can’t he stay quiet for a while? Does he think I’m not busy enough?"

"Impossible! I have to call them back quickly! Or else something will really happen..."

Just as Zhang Zheng was about to make a decision, two spatial fluctuations appeared.

The next instant, those two whom he was constantly thinking about, Qin Hai and Feng Wu, emerged from the void.

The three exchanged glances, each knowing what the other had guessed.

"Did you receive the message too?"

"That’s right! Looks like you did as well!"

"To receive it even in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, he is indeed unfathomable!"

"Alright! Stop thinking about it! The notification is for the aftermath! Let’s start taking action immediately!"

"Haha! What aftermath? Rather than aftermath, it’s more like cleaning up after him! Always causing chaos, and we have to trouble ourselves, it really adds confusion!"

"Be cautious! Such things cannot be murmured! Even malice can be sensed! If we’re provoked, we can’t avenge you!"

"Alright! It’s good to receive the notification anyway! With Secret Realm Human Race as a supplement, the overall strength of Great Xia will become stronger!"

"..."

Within a dozen breaths, a simple plan was discussed and completed.

Soon, the entire Great Xia Martial Arts Association, the Ministry of Education, and various corps received orders immediately.

Moments later, the civilization machine known as Great Xia began to operate.

At the same time, Lin Ping’an had already passed through the spatial tunnel, entering the chosen small secret realm.

Standing alone in the void, the Spiritual Power Domain unfolded.

In an instant, everything here was within his perception.

The small secret realm resembled an otherworldly paradise, with layers of towering peaks sprawling everywhere.

The majestic and rugged mountains seemed like a grand and magnificent three-dimensional painting between heaven and earth.

Among these mountains, the sect buildings occupying this small secret realm were magnificent and imposing, built into the mountains and beside the water.

Those ancient and solemn halls and pavilions were all forged from thousand-year-old cold iron, with time carving deep marks on their surface, making them seem more ancient and mysterious.

The flying eaves and corners of the palaces were resplendent, with carved beams and painted rafters, showcasing the deep heritage of the sect;

Towers soared into the clouds, standing in the air, like the Celestial Palace Jade Pool descending to the mortal realm.

Every brick and tile, every wood and stone seemed to contain endless historical background, witnessing the rise and fall of the sect over thousands of years.

In addition, there were the bottom-level officials drawing water and chopping wood, sect disciples practicing swordsmanship and martial arts, white-bearded sect elders, an imposing and authoritative sect leader, and the Supreme Elder closing off in the rear mountain.

All of these, everything was sensed.

To these, Lin Ping’an showed no hesitation nor wasted the slightest time on attention.

In his eyes shone decisiveness and calmness, as if everything was in control with no ripple of emotion.

His steady figure stood in the core area of the small secret realm, an invisible pressure silently emanated from his body, cold as thousand-year-old ice, yet grand as a fierce storm.

This pressure didn’t suddenly explode, but gradually increased like the tide.

Layer by layer, it swept in all directions, covering every inch of land and every breath of air in the small secret realm.

Under this pressure, the plants bowed, the rocks trembled.

Whether it was the disciples or elders of the sect’s power, or the Supreme Elder, or the natives within the small secret realm.

All felt boundless pressure in an instant, forcefully pressed to the ground, unable to move a fraction.

The entire world seemed frozen at this moment, only Lin Ping’an’s aura looming large, suppressing all within this space.

In the next moment, indifferent words echoed within the minds of all living beings, flowing through their consciousness.