Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 393: Clash of the Gods, Fallen Stars, Chaotic Storms Annihilate All, Lin Ping’an Takes Action

The Dragon God has always been deeply feared by all the Beast Gods for its unfathomable power and arrogant, domineering demeanor.

But at this moment, its inexplicable words and actions gave the Beast Gods a sense of unease.

It was as if the familiar Dragon God suddenly became a stranger today.

Now, the battle intent emanating from the Dragon God surged like a storm.

Its deep pupils were like two brilliant stars, fixed tightly ahead.

As if ready to ignite an earth-shattering battle at any moment.

Despite the heart being full of doubts at this moment.

Yet facing the decisive stance displayed by the Dragon God, the many Beast Gods naturally would not retreat.

They each showcased the vast, hidden forces within them.

Rushing like rivers, flowing like stars.

Carrying an immensely powerful life force and destructive power, it surged and roared within their bodies.

The divine aura surrounding them varied in brilliance; some were fierce like the sun, akin to boiling lava; others were cold like the moon, resembling eternal ice.

Each representing their unique divinity and majesty.

Under the glow of the divine light, their scale armor shimmered, each piece like a meticulously crafted treasure.

Not only extremely hard but also encapsulating infinite energy.

The scales, as their power surged, rippled and flickered like waves, casting mesmerizing patterns of light and shadow.

The feathers fluttered, each as if crafted from the purest glass, light and resilient.

Every breeze could make them resonate, producing melodious notes.

That’s the unique melody belonging to the Beast Gods.

As they danced with the wind, soaring, seemingly piercing through time and space, directly pointing to the origin of all things.

On the eve of the confrontation among the strongest beings, the entire realm was overpowered by this majestic momentum, as if even the air froze because of it.

All creation held its breath, stars dimmed their radiance, just to witness this unprecedented fierce battle.

Everything between heaven and earth fell silent at this moment, quietly anticipating the advent of thunderous beginnings, awaiting the instant eruption of a duel capable of shaking the world.

On this grand and solemn battlefield, the mighty Beast Gods stood, their presence as unbreakable as the laws of Heaven and Earth.

While the Exotic Beast Group and Great Xia Martial Artists, meant to be the core of the battlefield, seemed pushed to the fringes as mere spectators.

They held their breath, watched tensely and helplessly at this pivotal battle that determined destiny.

The intense conflict about to unfold was bound to be magnificent.

Yet it seemed everything had no direct association with those beings caught in it.

Each Beast God stood tall and proud, eyes full of contempt and disdain for mortal lives.

In their eyes, whether it be the powerful Great Xia Martial Artists or the ordinary Exotic Beast Clans.

They were nothing more than insignificant specks in the vast ocean.

The Great Xia Martial Artists gripped their weapons tightly, though they were clad in battle armor, their spirits soared.

But facing this overwhelming power, they still appeared extremely insignificant and powerless.

The phrase "Man is the knife, I am the fish" at this moment formed a heavy and nearly suffocating reality.

Every utterance silently told of cruelty and injustice.

In the sky, thick aura of slaughter permeated, and even the earth trembled.

In the Great Xia Human Realm, the projection screen was like a giant firmament.

Clearly displaying that shocking and terrifying scene before all the people.

This was an image capable of freezing blood.

Whether a toddler just learning to walk or an elder with gray hair.

At this moment, they all stared tightly at that image, holding their breath in tension.

Not daring to breathe heavily, afraid of disturbing those terrifying existences on the projection.

The Beast Gods wreaked havoc arrogantly, their figures grand and fierce.

Every gaze carried endless thunder and fire.

That overwhelming momentum from ancient times weighed heavily on every person’s heart.

Causing every Great Xia person who witnessed this scene to involuntarily feel a chill down their spine, sweat pouring.

The next moment, several Beast Gods from various tribes, like brilliant stars suddenly plummeting to earth, launched a cataclysmic duel with the supreme Dragon God.

Each exhibited their unique Power of Laws, sweeping across the vast battlefield in an instant.

In this collision of powers, space seemed as fragile as a sheet of glass, shattering, and the flow of time distorted and deformed under the powerful impact.

As if at this moment, the order between heaven and earth was rendered pale and powerless under their struggle.

Deafening explosive sounds, like the initial big bang of the cosmos, instantaneously transformed the originally magnificent battlefield into a chaotic void.

In just a heartbeat.

Countless Exotic Beasts with various forms vanished in vast swathes during this unstoppable storm of destruction, not even having the time to scream or struggle.

Completely torn into pieces, merging into that chaotic torrent of energy.

These Beast Gods during battle, held an imposing manner like fierce thunder, completely undistracted by anything outside the battlefield.

They neither chose to escape into the void nor showed any pity or concern for any surrounding life forms that might exist.

In their eyes, only the opponent existed, in their hearts, only victory mattered.

Not far away, Lin Ping’an this time did not choose to coldly observe as usual.

The pressure and ripples of energy stirred up by the Ninth Heaven level battle had long surpassed what the Great Xia Martial Artists could touch and understand.

The confrontation at that level of law was like a collision of stars, the opening of Heaven and Earth, containing incredibly terrifying energy.

Even the existence of the Seventh Heaven, Eighth Heaven Beast God Realm could not easily meddle.

For Lin Ping’an, this was a trial.

Thus, not only must the Great Xia Martial Artists avoid dying in meaningless sacrifice, but they must also ignite the flames of training and growth within them.

Every layout, every action, was like meticulously tending a garden of chives.

Not with the intent to deprive them of life, but to make this land of Martial Arts more lush and flourishing, to nurture more resilient and robust chives.

The cultivation of Great Xia Martial Artists was not a simple destructive harvesting like cutting chives.

It was a kind of cultivation filled with philosophy and wisdom, aimed at forging true powerhouses in the cycle of destruction and rebirth, capable of safeguarding Great Xia and inheriting civilization.

Therefore, in the face of this unavoidable catastrophe, Lin Ping’an lightly tapped his finger, thus stirring the Space Law.

In the next moment, waves emerged, and the dozens of thousands of Great Xia Martial Artists inside and outside Guardian City.

Whether Ninth Grade Powerhouses, High Tier, or Middle Tier Martial Artists, were all suddenly detached from the battlefield under the irresistible might.

A heartbeat later, they appeared intact millions of miles away.

Besides this, none of the scattered Great Xia Martial Artists within the entire Ninth Heaven battle zone were exceptions.