Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 413: Grandmasters Are as Common as Dogs, Great Grandmasters Everywhere, the Mainline Human Race’s Fear

"Damn! I was just about to break through, but my enlightenment got interrupted. This is a grudge of impediment..."

"..."

However, before these tianjiao martial artists could make much noise.

"Hmph! Playthings ruin one’s aspirations!"

A frigid and piercing snort suddenly exploded in the air, like an icy arrow shooting straight into everyone’s eardrums.

The voice carried an immense, unmatched spiritual power, like a flash flood, sweeping through the entire estate in an instant.

The spiritual power was like a massive wave, and wherever it passed, the bodies of all the tianjiao martial artists felt as if they were struck by an invisible heavy hammer.

In less than a breath, the expressions of the tianjiao changed dramatically, and their bodies swayed.

Following that, they began to fall one after another, hitting the ground heavily, making dull and forceful collision sounds.

"Bang bang bang~"

The sudden oppressive force crushed the pride of the tianjiao martial artists.

Overwhelmed with shock, they couldn’t resist and submitted to this overwhelming spiritual pressure.

Their bodies pressed tightly against the ground, sinking deeply into the soil, forming shocking pits.

In the estate, the originally meticulous ground was now unrecognizable.

Slabs of bluestone cracked and flew, and the lush green lawn was torn into deep trenches.

In the blink of an eye, this once tranquil and elegant estate suffered unprecedented destruction, a scene that left people dumbfounded.

At the same time, these tianjiao, who usually looked down on others, caught a familiar tone.

As if enveloped by an invisible pressure, they huddled like frightened quails.

Cowering their bodies, they clung as closely as possible to the edges of the pits.

They didn’t even dare to take a deep breath, fearing that any slight noise might draw the attention of Elder Yuwen Tianlong.

Among them, those who previously spoke arrogantly and recklessly were now pale as paper with fright.

They knew all too well about Elder Yuwen’s character.

He was someone who didn’t show his emotions but was vengeful.

This time, due to a moment of impulsiveness and speaking out of turn, they had offended him.

It is likely that the days ahead will be very difficult, as Elder Yuwen will surely make things hard for them in various ways.

This elder in the sect had a peculiar nickname — Yuwen Narrow-Minded.

And this nickname wasn’t because he ate little due to a small stomach, but because he was small-minded, unable to tolerate the slightest grievance.

Moreover, Elder Yuwen Tianlong and another leading elder from the Tuoba Family were collectively known as the "Narrow-Minded Duo."

Their way of handling things was unique, and no one in the Human Race Main Lineage dared to provoke or offend them lightly.

Otherwise, they would surely be targeted relentlessly, like a stubborn plaster stuck to them.

In this moment of tension where one could almost hear each other’s heartbeat, every tianjiao disciple held their breath, silently praying that Elder Yuwen wouldn’t notice them.

The originally lively scene turned eerily silent in an instant.

On the other side, after meting out the punishment, Yuwen Tianlong, with a dark face, did not pursue the matter further.

The recent incident was not considered settled.

But now, there were more important things for him to do.

A few breaths of time seemed exceptionally long under the invisible tense atmosphere.

As everyone held their breath, an authoritative voice, imbued with a chilling coldness, exploded like thunder in everyone’s ears.

"Everyone! Stand by! Without my explicit command, no one is allowed to connect with that exceedingly sinister thing, understood?"

With these words, the once silent estate suddenly echoed with responses.

"Yes, Elder!"

"As you command!"

"Understood, I dare not disobey!"

The loud answers surged like waves in the hall, demonstrating their awe and obedience.

However, the disorganized yet determined response did not ease the expression on the Ninth Grade Powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong’s face.

Instead, it made his already gloomy face even more somber.

In that moment, his eyes were as deep and cold as an abyss, with a hint of obvious displeasure and anger between his brows.

They couldn’t even answer in unison, a bunch of worthless people!

However, at this moment, Yuwen Tianlong apparently had no extra energy to argue with these immature disciples.

Feeling a stroke of bad luck, he shook his head slightly and then waved his wide sleeve, as if to shake off this sudden annoyance.

In the next moment, after scanning the area, he spoke again.

"Steward Song, Steward Liu, and Steward Fang, come with me, there’s an important matter to discuss!"

After saying this, he turned and left directly.

The three Eighth Grade Grandmaster Level powerhouses followed immediately.

A moment later, after the four disappeared from sight, the many tianjiao disciples climbed out of the pits, gathered together, and started chatting animatedly.

"Wow! Has it been a few days? It feels like a long time has passed! No wonder Elder said it’s an evil object! It’s just too evil! It’s way too easy to get addicted!"

"Tch! Evil my ass! It’s just an old relic! They don’t understand accepting new things! If you ask me, this Celestial Dao Network is fantastic! It’s convenient and useful! No wonder those Great Xia human race are so powerful!"

"Have you seen? As long as you have enough merit, you can exchange for Celestial Level Techniques at will! It’s so much better than the sect!"

"Isn’t it though! In the sect, trying to obtain cultivation techniques, the restrictions are insanely strict! You have to do tasks and there’s identity requirements!"

"Hehehe! The beauties of Great Xia dress really well! And they can perform...way better than the Drunken Spring Pavilion!"

"Damn it! Compared to them, I feel like our Human Race Main Lineage is more like frogs at the bottom of a well!"

"Right! Clearly, we’re the Human Race Main Lineage, so why do they have such miraculous things."

"Shh! Keep it down! Remember to refer to it as an evil object! Otherwise, if Elder Yuwen hears, you’ll be in for a hard time."

"..."

Though not much time had passed, these tianjiao disciples had integrated into Great Xia at an astonishing speed.

Their use of internet slang was spot on.

Sometimes, cultural ideological invasion happens like this, changing things without one being aware.

On the other side, in the rear area of the estate, Yuwen Tianlong, with a face full of anger, clenched his fists.

"This damn branch of the human race, actually making cultivation techniques public to those commoners! It’s simply courting death!"

"Moreover, destroying so many sects and noble families! What rubbish Great Xia human race, it’s clearly a den of demons!"

"The information about this place must be transmitted back as soon as possible!"

"Heard me?"

The three Eighth Grade Grandmasters nodded in agreement.

However, when they lowered their heads, an indiscernible hint of emotion flashed in their eyes.

Clearly, what they had seen and heard recently had given them each their own private thoughts.