Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 374: Human Race Main Lineage, Reactions from All Sides, Imminent Conflict, and the Early Arrival of the Final Battle

"The opportunity for transcendence was discovered by everyone, it cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of that old mudfish!"

"Exactly! The Dragon Race is already domineering; if they rise, how can there be any chance of survival for other races?"

"For the peace of the Ten Thousand Races, we absolutely cannot let the opportunity for transcendence fall into the hands of the Dragon God."

"..."

Various races’ Beast Gods were exchanging pretentious dialogues, filled with insincere information.

It’s said that once creatures develop intellect and wisdom, they start to learn various bad habits.

The higher the intellect, the more they resemble humans.

In the Great Xia Human Realm, numerous powerhouses were like headless flies, continuing to search for traces left where the Beast Gods’ spiritual power had passed.

But the result was still nothing found.

On the magnificent and vast Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, inside and outside countless cities, Great Xia Martial Artists were zealously carrying out an operation to purge exotic beasts.

"Kill! Don’t let these beasts escape!"

"Abi Dao Three Blades—Life Severing Slash!"

"You little exotic beast! Die!"

"..."

The eyes of these Martial Artists gleamed with determination and excitement as they chased and hunted relentlessly.

It seemed that they were facing not vicious exotic beasts, but a battlefield filled with honor and glory.

Figures weaved between ruins, with each clash of swords and blades accompanied by earth-shattering roars and the cries of exotic beasts.

However, behind their enthusiasm for battle, they failed to notice the immense crisis concerning their race’s survival was quietly approaching.

At this moment, the smiles of Great Xia Martial Artists remained radiant, their blood boiling.

Yet, the storm that was about to overthrow everything already silently loomed over this land.

On the land baptized by the flames of war, an invisible atmosphere of killing and oppression began to spread.

Countless Beast Gods and alien races, hidden in the world, were now watching every action here in a peculiar manner.

Their massive eyes reflected cold and profound light, as if foretelling an impending calamity of earth and sky turning, and creatures falling into misery.

At the same time

Those concerns from the alien Beast Gods gathered into an aura of killing.

Like clouds obscuring the sun, dyeing the originally bright sky into a dark hue, silencing the previously bustling battlefield, making it instantly quiet and oppressive.

Every gaze, every breeze seemed to convey the impending destructive crisis.

Yet those Great Xia Martial Artists immersed in battle.

Still remained oblivious... continuing on their pursuit, slashing, playing music, dancing...

As time passed, the boundless herd of exotic beasts was gradually advancing towards the linkage between Great Xia Human Realm and the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Thankfully, the Dragon God hadn’t acquired intelligence beforehand and chose to act with a bunch of burdens for the sake of pomp and intimidating other races.

Otherwise, Great Xia would have already been in a crisis.

In a way, this could be considered fortunate.

At the same time, in the distant source of the Land of the Far East, a group of Famous Race powerhouses were discussing this matter.

"Elder Gao, the Dragon Race and Phoenix Race and other top races are showing activity in the far west, there seems to be a big problem."

"Cough, cough, cough, no need to say it, I know, and I’ve received insider information, discovering a branch small secret realm of the Human Race in that area... so... this is..."

"What? Branch secret realm! Damn it! These cursed beasts! Actually devouring the branch secret realm humans, really want to kill them all, Elder Gao, what should we do now!"

"Eh! Our strength is inferior, what else can we do? Just watch! Find opportunity! Save as many as possible, since over the years branch secret realms have often been taken by alien races."

"In my opinion, no need for rescue at all, just bring a few back."

"..."

In the intense discussion and argument of numerous powerhouses, the leader sat in the main seat of the hall.

Surrounded by varied voices, some impassioned, some worried, some determined...

Discussion raged like hot oil in a pot, exploding in this solemn and oppressive hall, the atmosphere tense to the extreme.

However, amidst this noisy crowd, the leader’s face gradually darkened, silently listening to every opinion, with a deep and complex sorrow flashing in his eyes.

After the discussions gradually settled, most of the powerhouses left the hall with their respective decisions and doubts.

Now, the empty space was left with only the leader and a few others.

As the last figure disappeared behind the door, the leader’s tightly wound tension finally burst like a flood.

With strong hatred, he slammed the hard table before him, with a loud bang, as if even the air trembled.

"A horde of cursed beasts!"

His tone was icy and piercing, like a cold wind from the Land of the Nine Netherworld.

"Sooner or later, I will eliminate you myopic fools, leave none behind!"

The words were harsh and decisive, yet also revealed a sense of helplessness and sorrow.

At this moment, looking deeply towards the distance, that was the border of their territory, also the area where several top races’ forces interwoven.

But the geographical position was extremely disadvantageous, like a stone caught in a millstone, always prone to being crushed and impacted from all sides.

Though his heart was full of discontent and anger, faced with such a dilemma, the Human Race leader could only sigh in frustration.

"What a pity! Truly a pity! But that’s all we can do! This world is too cruel and dark, hope it ends with our generation."

On the other side, one day... two days... three days...

Although those Beast God level beings hadn’t come in person, nor did any beast take the initiative to stand up against the Dragon Race’s blame.

Yet strands of spiritual power, within the Great Xia Human Realm, recklessly swept over, as if treating the owners as nonexistent.

Or in other words, these beasts never sensed the dreadful aura regarding Lin Ping’an.

As for the Celestial Dao Network, it is a unique treasure of the Great Xia Human Race.

It shines like a dazzling star in the vast cosmos, deeply hidden within the soul of every Great Xia member.

This mysterious and powerful entity carries the wisdom, strength, and history of the Great Xia Race.

The complexity and profundity of it are such that even the Beast Gods, those supreme beings, can only passively read and feel part of the informations from the Great Xia People.

And cannot actively communicate and link, let alone fully control it.

On the magnificent grounds of the Great Xia Academy, in the silent number one villa, symbolizing authority and honor.

The warm, soft light fell in the middle of the living room, reflecting a tall figure.

Lin Ping’an sat upright on the sofa, his eyes as deep as the night sky, seemingly containing endless wisdom and resilience.