Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races

Chapter 421: Demon God’s Colossal Phantom, Fusion Achieved, Spiritual Power Soars

Nowadays, the towering demonic figure’s face astonishingly resembles Lin Ping’an’s own features, like a reflection in a mirror.

This subtle change may be closely related to his unique method of cultivation.

After all, replacing the will of the Chaos Demon God with one’s own consciousness always brings about some external differences.

At the same moment, the previously stabilized spiritual power at 90 million hertz seemed to respond to a mysterious call.

The moment the Demon God image was fully formed, it surged intensely, like a storm of wind and rain.

The entire process seemed like the awakening of some cosmic power, vast and majestic.

In the depths of the consciousness space, waves of spiritual power gathered like countless stars forming a river, rapidly ascending with indescribable speed.

With each breath, it felt like traversing millions of light-years, each pulsation pushing the limits of spiritual power.

50,000 hertz...100,000 hertz...150,000 hertz...

In just a few breaths, the spiritual power soared to 91 million hertz, reaching an unprecedented new peak state.

After that, the rising speed gradually slowed down.

But the powerful surging force continued to flow relentlessly.

A few breaths later, Lin Ping’an skillfully diverted seventy percent of the boundless consciousness, concentrating it wholly on the operation of the "Chaos Demon God Visualization Method".

The mind, like a meticulous craftsman, patiently and carefully polished each operational step.

At this moment, the incessant flow of spiritual power, like rivers merging into the sea, continually surged toward the depths of the heart where the demon god’s image resided.

This spiritual power seemed to possess life, fluidly and resolutely assimilating, purifying, refining, and elevating.

With each cycle, the power level of the image reached new heights.

The already towering demon god image, under this highly focused manipulation, began a breathtaking transformation.

In the silent space, the image’s body quietly expanded; the speed of the change was so fast that it could be clearly captured by the naked eye.

Every line, every shadow moved with a mysterious and powerful rhythm.

Along with the continuous infusion and refinement of spiritual power, the demon god image underwent not only overwhelming changes in form.

Its inherent energy also surged in heat and power like molten lava.

A majestic and oppressive aura radiated out, making the entire consciousness space seem to tremble, filled with an air of tension that held one’s breath.

This new cultivation technique was indeed inherently suited to Lin Ping’an’s own situation.

A previously somewhat difficult dilemma was instantly transformed.

At this moment, after creating this "Chaos Demon God Visualization Method," Lin Ping’an took another crucial step toward a flawless breakthrough.

Similarly, he inched closer to the all-knowing and all-powerful envisioned goal.

Despite the seemingly endless distant goal.

In reality, creating this new cultivation technique genuinely shortened the distance to that goal.

Like a lone boat in the galaxy, small yet steadily sailing towards the other shore.

At the same time, Lin Ping’an did not leave the remaining thirty percent of consciousness idle.

Instead, like a master operating with precision, he skillfully allocated this precious conscious power.

Part of it he used to manipulate the miniature planet-like little world within his body, guiding the power of heaven and earth to continue deep refining.

Another part was placed in the creation space, consuming civilization value to capture fleeting sparks of inspiration, exploring and uncovering potential new cultivation techniques.

The process was like fishing in a vast ocean of knowledge.

Each casting of the long line of consciousness was a brave exploration and challenge of the unknown domain.

The last part followed previous memories, searching for the source that once stirred his soul.

In the remnants of memories, a touch of consciousness, like a ripple, quietly traced that familiar yet unfamiliar wave.

In this instant, Lin Ping’an’s gaze was deep and determined, as if transformed into a lone boat in the endless starry sky.

Exploring that thread of soul-stirring origin in the vast ocean of the Law of Cause and Effect.

With the trigger of thought, the surrounding world seemed to peel away layer by layer.

The formerly formless and intangible Law of Cause and Effect gradually revealed mysterious patterns under perception.

Those fine, interwoven lines, like the veins of cosmic stars.

Complex yet orderly spreading before him, forming an incomparably grand picture.

In the unseen realm, strands of consciousness seemed to break free from the shackles of time and space.

Like lightning, they crossed billion-mile distances, ignoring all obstacles.

Silently descending upon the mainline human race members scattered throughout the Great Xia Human Realm and the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

The figures of those guys all mirrored into the consciousness.

Every subtle expression, every tense breath was vividly apparent under perception.

Even their subconscious thoughts were effortlessly read by Lin Ping’an’s consciousness threads.

In reality, with the immense power gap between strengths, the result is starkly merciless.

In front of a true strongman, even thoughts in the mind cannot be hidden.

In mere moments, these people’s origins, intentions, thoughts, actions were all fully grasped.

In the next moment, Lin Ping’an’s cold and emotionless muttering resounded once more within the Number One Villa.

"Sect? Noble Family? Mainline? Hehehe... truly degenerate!"

"Who would’ve thought, these are what they call the mainline?"

"So disappointing!"

"A bunch of historical junk destined for the garbage heap, clearly not thoroughly cleaned up last time!"

"Well then, I’ll just clean them all up in a few days!"

"Those noble sect influences indeed don’t deserve to exist in this world!"

"Mainline of the Human Race? Do they truly consider themselves the mainline? That’s amusing!"

The words carried unabashed disdain.

However, after a breath of thought, Lin Ping’an also entertained other ideas.

Though the scope of a billion-mile light membrane is extensive, inside are imprisoned nearly a trillion exotic beasts.

Most of them are middle-low tier, and for the current Great Xia People’s average Sixth Grade Peak.

It’s easy enough to kill a swath, like taking candy from a baby.

Even if their numbers are staggering, they can be wiped out into endangered animals within at most a year or so.

Now, with the arrival of these hostile entities, they’ve become a new enemy erected for the martial artists of the Great Xia Human Race.

As the saying goes, adversity gives rise to prosperity, complacency leads to decay; adding some pressure to these grass afford them better opportunities.

After all, pressure leads to motivation.

With motivation, Lin Ping’an’s effects from cultivation feedback will grow in frequency and potency.