Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 410: A Hundred Billion Sixth Grade? The Great Xia Guardian God Who Suppresses the Dragon God Single-Handedly? The Mainline Human Race’s Mocking Veto!

In the vast and boundless wilderness, the Beast Kings and Beast Generals of various races lead their elite exploration teams, aiming to gather intelligence from within the light membrane first.

However, these messages appear so absurd and laughable in their eyes.

"What? What did you say? A mere bloodline race possesses such powerful strength? This is ridiculous!"

A burly Beast King, covered in scale armor, lets out a deafening laugh, full of mockery and disdain.

At the same time, twin pupils burn like fire, emitting contemptuous light.

Another agile Beast King, with fur as white as snow, also snorts disdainfully.

The fierce light in its eyes shines like the brightest star in the night sky, flashing with a bitter coldness, its tone full of rebuke and arrogance.

"Humph, a bunch of low-hearted, shallow-minded creatures, terrified by ant-like humans, truly embarrassing!"

Numerous Beast Kings and Beast Generals discuss in various voices, revealing their skepticism and ridicule of the bloodline race’s strength and the exaggerated descriptions of Exotic Beasts.

However, amidst this clamor, a Beast King draped in golden feathers remains calm.

Eyes deep as ancient lakes, calmly issuing orders.

"There’s no need to waste time on mockery. The important thing is to discern the truth."

"All teams continue deeper into the wilderness, be sure to ascertain the real situation within the light membrane!"

Thus, exploration teams carry their respective emotions, whether contempt, curiosity, or caution... and proceed further.

Similar scenes occur among countless different Exotic Beast teams.

In summary, essentially no beast would believe that ants like the bloodline humans could be powerful to such a strange degree.

Meanwhile, squads of Mainline Human Race exploration teams also rapidly approach the core area.

Compared to those beasts, their best way to gather intelligence is to find the human branch within the light membrane.

These powerhouses think this way and do the same.

During the deep exploration, they also encounter Great Xia Human Race hunting teams continuously slaughtering Exotic Beasts.

Upon meeting, the Mainline Human Race exploration team leader captures the Great Xia martial artists without saying a word.

Although these hunting squad members average at Sixth Grade Peak, with even a Seventh Grade Grandmaster among them.

Yet before the Ninth Grade leader, they are utterly insignificant.

Not even given the chance to act, they are swiftly captured.

Immediately after, a gentle and kind voice emerges.

"Cough, cough... young friends, I am Yuwen Tianlong, I have a few matters I’d like to inquire about!"

At the same moment, members of the hunting squad exchange subtle glances.

In each eye, flashes of unspeakable tension and vigilance.

The next instant, they promptly adjust their posture, all bowing with respect.

Despite the tumult within their hearts, they maintain a respectful facade, responding in unison.

"Junior pays respects to the senior, if you have anything to ask, please speak directly, we’ll certainly be forthcoming."

In reality, these Great Xia martial artists are at the peak of tension.

This unexpected development caught them off guard.

Moreover, the other party initiated probing without notice.

Observing their strange attire, ancient and mysterious, as if bearing the traces of time sediment.

Clearly, not a product of this era.

This makes the present Great Xia hunting team members wary, speculating the other might hail from an unknown Small Secret Realm, a relic from decades past.

Now, on the surface, the other claims merely to consult on some matters.

Yet, the indubitable, near-commanding demeanor has already been revealed.

Facing such a scenario, understanding the disparity in strength, the Great Xia hunting team members can only choose to temporarily swallow their anger, bowing their heads.

After all, in the face of absolute strength, preserving oneself is the only way to plan for the future.

This delicate and tense atmosphere, like an invisible pressure, envelops the entire scene, making the heartbeat almost audible.

After a round of thorough inquiries, the hunting squad members’ doubts gradually find confirmation.

They increasingly verify the suspicion that the person opposite is indeed an ancient relic.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t ask those questions.

Of course, during this process, concerning those common sense questions.

The hunting squad members also choose to divulge all without reservation, sharing everything they know.

After all, these aren’t classified information, not requiring to be guarded with their lives.

Moments later, the hunting squad leader, once more bows, probing once more.

And after the inquiry comes to an end, the surroundings regain tranquility.

The hunting squad leader, a steadfast yet humble young martial artist, solemnly bows again.

His eyes flicker, testingly speaking.

"Senior, all that I know has been stated, we bear missions on our shoulders, need to proceed to complete tasks, bidding farewell here."

This statement spreads a heavy yet slightly oppressive atmosphere throughout the space, like time briefly halting.

Upon hearing this, the Mainline Human Race leader, Ninth Grade Powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong, his eyes seem to flicker with inscrutable murderous intent.

In an instant, like a sword unsheathed in the dark night, its sharpness exposed, then swiftly concealed.

Next breath, the possibly all-changing ominous thought is forcefully suppressed, retreating like the tide, leaving no trace.

Then.

Yuwen Tianlong softly swings his wide and powerful palm, as if brushing away distractions of thought.

Then, instantly adjusts his facial expression, disguising it into a kindly appearance.

A perfect smile draws the corner of his mouth, seemingly casual but hinting at an unfathomable depth.

"Alright!"

"Now that it is so, we shouldn’t overly affect your tasks! Go now, go now!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Xia hunting squad martial artists pivot without hesitation, departing at their utmost speed.

Throughout the process, they don’t look back, fearing delay even for a second.

Witnessing this scene, other powerhouses of the exploration team flash hints of confusion.

Among them, an Eighth Grade Grandmaster from the inner circle straightforwardly expresses his confusion after the hunting squad lost their tracks.

"Elder, why release them?"

Yuwen Tianlong glances over, snorts coldly.

"Fool! Can’t you use your brain? Without releasing them, how can we quickly locate the Human Race branch’s Secret Realm?"

This answer instantly enlightens the crowd, and they quickly shower him with flattery.

"An Elder is indeed an Elder, so thoughtful!"

"High! Truly high!"

"Those guys think they’ve been released, but don’t realize they’re guiding us!"

"Hahaha... Probably fleeing desperately toward the city!"

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