Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 401: The Sunflower Manual’s Most Glorious Moment, Lin Ping’an’s Reputation Under Attack!

In the blink of an eye, the group of flying exotic beasts staged a tragic curtain call in the sky.

Although each was enormous, like floating islands in the air, the flapping of their wings could stir up storms.

But now, they were like wheat stalks precisely harvested by the Death God’s scythe, instantly losing all life.

In a flash, they fell powerlessly from a towering height.

Like stars falling, with an irrevocable resolve and desolation.

Moreover, at the moment of their fall, these flying exotic beasts didn’t even have time to lament.

Before being pierced through the brow by the qi blood needles, disrupting their brains, obliterating their spiritual power.

At this moment, the scene in the sky was like a silent blood rain across the world, coldly and mercilessly falling.

Elsewhere, as these behemoths violently crashed to the ground.

The impact was like a landslide and earthquake, leaving dust and debris in its wake.

Many other exotic beasts scrambling away were caught in the crossfire.

Instantly crushed or killed by the falling flying exotic beasts, their lives abruptly ending in fear and agony.

In the sky, countless qi blood needles, like stars in the night, densely packed and innumerable.

Like a woven tide of blood, with an unstoppable momentum and force, sweeping across the sky.

Each qi blood needle flickered with eerie purple light, imparting terrifying power capable of destroying any life.

Swiftly flying through the air like bees, attacking as a swarm, forming dense torrents, fiercely surging toward all living creatures.

In the Great Xia Human Realm, witnessing Lin Ping’an descending like a war god.

This scene, like thunderous might, was indelibly imprinted in the heart of every person.

At the same time, it transformed the atmosphere within the Great Xia Human Realm.

Instantly, from silence to boiling, like a rolling boil, tumultuously surging.

Across all 108 cities, on every street, in every corner, a fervent excitement permeated.

On the streets and alleys, people ran to spread the news, their excitement evident in their expressions.

The shouts and screams of excitement arose in waves, merging into throngs of unstoppable human tides, sweeping across every inch of land, impacting every soul.

Regardless of the elderly with gray hair, or innocent children, even the blossoming teenage girls, and the gossiping older women.

At this moment, all were flushed with excitement, their eyes shining with pride.

Some clenched their fists or waved aprons, and brooms in their hands, expressing their surging emotions in various ways.

And with those around them, sharing this indescribable excitement to the best of their ability.

"Ahhh! Guardian God, you’re so awesome! I want to give you my heart!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill all those damned beasts!"

"Great! Great Xia is saved!"

"No wonder you’re the Guardian God, so powerful, easily suppressing the Dragon God and destroying billions of exotic beasts with a wave of your hand..."

"Long live Great Xia... Long live the Guardian God..."

"If only I could be there to witness this awe-inspiring moment, such a pity."

"I know, this move is from the ’Sunflower Manual’!"

"How is that possible? That cultivation technique requires... Hiss... Could it be! The Guardian God’s solitary nature, never rumored to have a romantic scandal, is this why?"

"Hush! Silence! Be careful not to be taken away by the Sunflower Sect to practice the ’Sunflower Manual’!"

"..."

On the other side, Lin Ping’an remained unaware that his reputation had been maligned.

Of course, perhaps even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.

At most, more cultivation practitioners of the ’Sunflower Manual’ may emerge.

On the battlefield, Great Xia martial artists also stared in shock at the scene.

Among them, a red-robed Ninth Grade powerhouse with injuries on his body, eyes revealing admiration and reverence.

As if Lin Ping’an, showing power in the air, was the faith of all beings.

The Three Giants of Great Xia secretly gathered together, cautiously communicating with spiritual power.

"Do you think... Is it possible that he really... cut it off?"

"Hush! Be careful what you say! Don’t drag us down!"

"What does it matter? Don’t forget! He also created the ’Immortal Evil Demon Body’ cultivation technique."

"Hiss... Wait... This makes it even more suspicious, cutting off and regrowing? Could this be the reason for creating the ’Immortal Evil Demon Body’?"

"Terrifying! Too terrifying!"

"..."

In the depths of the exotic beast group.

The usually powerful Beast Kings, Beast Emperors, and even the legendary Beast God-level beings.

At this moment, silently, taking advantage of Lin Ping’an’s diverted attention, they cast secret techniques one after another.

Breaking through the spatial barrier, they plunged into the vast and boundless void.

Like meteors crossing the sky, frantically fleeing toward all directions.

In the face of this life-and-death moment, their choice was survival and continuance.

After all, in this strength-respecting world, as long as one possesses great power.

No matter where they are, they can find a place of belonging.

Even if escape means becoming pawns of top races, cannon fodder on the battlefield.

But being higher-level cannon fodder allows them to find a position in the tumult, enjoying corresponding status and respect.

However, if faced with that terrifying human race, the result would be only one.

Being hunted to extinction.

To Lin Ping’an, this battlefield is undoubtedly a very precious treasure trove.

Those high-tier exotic beasts, each one like a treasure chest inlaid with countless jewels,

If any were missed or overlooked, it would stir unspeakable regret and anguish within him.

These exotic beasts not only possess qi blood and spiritual power to absorb but also have bloodline memory knowledge to pillage.

Becoming one of the most important resources in his path of cultivation.

From the moment he appeared, Lin Ping’an’s spiritual power surged out like a tide.

Instantly gathering into an invisible domain, silently spreading.

Like a magnificent and vast net, it instantly covered millions of miles.

Within this domain of spiritual power.

No matter if nestled in the depths of dense forests or soaring above the clouds, exotic beasts could not hide.

Any high-tier exotic beasts above the Beast King level were imperceptibly marked by Lin Ping’an’s unique spiritual imprint.

At that moment, spiritual power was like invisible tentacles, piercing through spatial barriers, directly invading the spiritual space of those exotic beasts.

Like footprints in the snow, leaving distinct imprints without a trace.

The entire process was both intricate and mysterious.

Even those marked exotic beasts themselves couldn’t perceive this spiritual "visit."