Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 380: One Hundred Billion Exotic Beasts as Soldiers, Beast Emperors and Beast Kings as Generals, Battlefield Meat Grinder, Rivers of Blood

They wielded their divine weapons, the sword qi tore through the sky; or the fists like a sea, shaking heaven and earth...

Every strike contained enough power to destroy mountains.

Every slash was accompanied by thunderous roars.

Countless attacks, like a storm, poured down instantly on the Exotic Beast Group.

In an instant, terrifying energy beams scattered and flew, cutting down those exotic beasts one after another.

For a moment, the sky seemed to be shrouded in a torn crimson curtain, deep and piercing.

Like the last rays of dawn and dusk intertwined, carrying the breath of death and terror.

The once azure firmament was now completely dyed with blood.

The massive bodies of the exotic beasts, in this doomsday-like scene, fell like meteor showers from the sky.

Crashing into the ground with an unstoppable momentum, erupting in deafening roars.

Every impact was like an earthquake, raising billowing dust, soaring up to the clouds.

Everything in heaven and earth was shrouded in a hazy and oppressive atmosphere.

The bodies of those exotic beasts, some burst apart, scattering intestines and bones.

The shattered wings, like obsidian sculptures, could no longer support the flight of life.

They floated feebly in the air or fell to the ground, stirring up scarlet ripples, merging with the earth to form a shocking scene.

In an instant, tens of thousands of exotic beasts fell.

Endless corpses piled like mountains, gathering into a vast and boundless blood sea of corpses.

The crimson blood flowed like rivers, spreading to the horizon.

The sight was so tragic that even the coldest heart couldn’t help but shiver, feeling cold along the spine.

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to transform into a hell on earth, every inch of land filled with the poignant and desolate wails of life.

However, facing such a blood-splattered scene.

Whether it was the many formidable Great Xia martial artists with cultivation reaching the Eighth and Ninth Grades.

Or Lin Ping’an, who always watched from above indifferently, remained unmoved.

For this brutal battle, they had long prepared themselves mentally.

In this world of the strong devouring the weak, bloodshed and sacrifice were inevitable costs to protect home and kin.

At this moment, countless exotic beasts fell with howls, their blood dyed the earth red, and the disturbing scene did not rouse the slightest compassion in them.

From afar, the Beast Emperors of the Dragon Race and the arrogant Dragon God watched the battle with a gaze over the world.

To them, the hundreds of thousands of exotic beasts driven into battle were just insignificant cannon fodder, akin to dust in the vast cosmos, unworthy of mention.

As a top race ruling all major oceans and dominating heroes, this grand action was magnificent, with a thunderous momentum.

Just the number of exotic beasts used as consumable cannon fodder had reached a terrifying number of over a hundred billion.

Furthermore, their ability had not reached its maximum, as the Exotic Beast Group only consisted of terrestrial and flying exotic beasts.

For the Dragon Race, near the sea, they could easily command hundreds of billions, even trillions of aquatic exotic beasts to come ashore as cannon fodder for slaughter with bloodline suppression.

Now, it was just a mere spectacle.

Under the fierce and intense attack of the Great Xia Grandmaster, although a vast number of exotic beasts fell.

But to the entire Exotic Beast Army, it was just a drop in the ocean, not even a splash.

On the battlefield resembling a meat grinder, the Great Xia martial artists stood as resilient and unyielding islands.

They unleashed their ultimate skills, each punch, kick, sword, and spear struck like thunderbolts, madly reaping the lives of exotic beasts with unparalleled power.

Figures in the baptism of blood and fire became more determined and tragic.

Every move seemed to carve out a brief haven of peace in the chaotic darkness.

Sweat and blood intertwined, breaths were heavy and powerful, eyes gleamed with determination and tenacity.

The gleam of blades and swords cut through the night sky, leaving brilliant trails, marking the confrontation between life and death, the determined resistance of humanity against the fear of the unknown.

However, though the bravery was shocking.

In this vast battlefield, individual strength seemed insignificant.

One moment, thousands of exotic beasts turned into cold corpses, stacking up like mountains, covering the land.

The next, more exotic beasts surged like tides from all directions.

The fierce roars and the earth-shaking footfalls seemed to declare the cruel ruthlessness of this war.

This was an endless battle of slaughter, impossible to exhaust.

The heroic struggle of the Great Xia martial artists, although it brought a slight turn in the battle.

Still, in the face of the endless flood of exotic beasts, it could only be described as a drop in the bucket.

However, the martial artists did not retreat; instead, they stood more steadfastly at the front line of the battlefield.

Using their flesh and blood, they built a steel great wall to guard their homeland.

As time mercilessly passed, the fall of exotic beasts increased like a snowball rolling faster.

From an initial slaughter of hundreds of thousands, it surged in a short time to millions and even tens of millions.

This terrifying number not only failed to ease the battle but acted as a catalyst to push the war to a new climax.

Beneath the vast sky, the atmosphere of battle grew increasingly intense as if everything had just begun rather than nearing its end.

An hour, two hours...

Time passed gradually, and the battlefield, like a meat grinder, became more tragic.

Gradually, with massive qi blood consumption, the Great Xia martial artists began to experience casualties and mistakes.

Even though they had intentionally rotated from the beginning to prolong the battle, they steadily proceeded towards a difficult situation.

By comparison, Great Xia’s preparation before the battle was too rushed, and the gap in numbers was simply too huge.

As the saying goes, even a clever woman can’t cook without rice. Though the Great Xia martial artists are strong, the gap of thousands or even ten-thousandfold in numbers was overwhelmingly absurd.

The Eighth Grade powerhouses of Great Xia, seeing the trend of battle improvement.

Facing the still-boundless tide of exotic beasts, the long-suppressed passion and fighting spirit finally couldn’t be contained.

They began to not only remain alert and observe but actively strike by launching powerful assaults on the exotic beast group with the force of thunder.

Each attack seemed to change the color of the world, dimming sun and moon. With a single move, hundreds of miles of exotic beasts were swept away by immense power.

Wails rose and fell, and the blood rain and foul wind permeated the vast land.

The strength was mighty, the efficiency high, several times that of a normal Seventh Grade Grandmaster.