Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 163: Crossing Space, Void Grasp, the Bewildered Pres

The president heard those words and imdiately dismissed them without hesitation.

"Permissions are of great importance and cannot be used for such trivial matters!"

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Grade Grandmaster imdiately glared and shouted fiercely.

"Not important? How is it not important!"

"The sales of the Yellow Level Technique ’Blood Coagulation Technique’ have already surpassed a billion, and nearly everyone in the human race is cultivating it. If there’s a problem, it’s a matter concerning the entire human race."

"Isn’t that important?"

"While it is still early, and the consequences are not severe yet, a quick decision must be made."

"Would we have co to bother you if Lin Ping’an hadn’t ignored the warnings and the Great Xia Academy hadn’t set obstacles?"

"Now, a hundred Grandmaster-level Alchemists all share the sa thought and the sa opinion: to ban ’Blood Coagulation Technique’!"

As soon as this was said, other Grandmaster Alchemists and a few Grandmaster Alchemists also voiced their agreent.

"That’s right! That damned technique must be banned!"

"Its influence is too detrintal. How could a Civilization Master create such a technique? That Lin Ping’an... truly a black sheep."

"Hmph! I think he definitely has problems! Exotic Beast Essence Blood is condensed essence, how could it be refined without side effects with just a re Yellow Level Technique? Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! It’s a colossal lie, deceiving everyone!"

"A conspiracy! This is definitely a conspiracy by the Exotic Beasts! It might even be linked to an Evil Cult. They’ve been hiding for so many years, how could they suddenly be wiped out, there must be sothing wrong inside."

"..."

At this mont, the president’s eyes flashed mysteriously, and his eyebrows lightly twitched.

"Since that’s the case, why not confront Lin Ping’an face to face?"

He spoke as his figure flickered, reached out into the void with one hand, traversing a great spatial distance, and the power of heaven and earth surged forth, rushing towards the location of Villa No. 1 at the Great Xia Academy.

anwhile.

While cultivating, Lin Ping’an suddenly opened his eyes and imdiately sensed the power of heaven and earth approaching.

From the intensity alone, it was comparable to his current level, but as for the magnitude, that was unknown for now.

However, as the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and before figuring out the source of this power of heaven and earth.

He’s not ready to give in without a fight.

Even if he exposes his strength, Lin Ping’an will not voluntarily put himself in danger.

After all, from start to finish, he has always been cautious.

A mont later.

’Illusory Demon Nine Shadows’ was deployed, leaving behind several shadows and instantly appearing several hundred ters outside the villa.

The restraining power of heaven and earth happened to catch nothing, disappearing after passing through the shadow’s virtual body.

At the sa ti.

Far away in Kyoto City, the president’s eyes moved slightly, and his hand in the void reached out again to grab the nearest perceived aura target.

However.

In the next instant, the result was the sa as before, Lin Ping’an easily evaded once more.

And instantly appeared at another position.

Regarding this, the president grew increasingly surprised, but also so hidden thoughts began to rise.

In the following ti, he continuously used the power of heaven and earth, his right hand constantly grasping in the void.

While Lin Ping’an, each ti a crisis approached, avoided to the side.

At the sa ti, contemplating and analyzing the source of the power of heaven and earth.

On the other side.

Whether it was those hundred top Alchemists, or the upper echelons of the Martial Arts Association, all showed puzzled expressions.

They blankly watched the president of the Martial Arts Association reaching into the void, as if he was constantly fishing for sothing.

On his face, various faint expressions occasionally appeared, either confused or uncertain.

But what exactly was happening, they dared not to say, nor dare to ask, silently guessing wildly.

Moreover, even with spiritual power communication, these people didn’t have the courage either.

The person before them is a Ninth Grade powerhouse, using spiritual power communication in his presence would be no different than loudly announcing it.

In any case, these people are all old hands, and they understand well, no one would be foolish enough to act in such a suicidal manner.

At the sa ti.

As ti passed, a trace of Lin Ping’an’s spiritual power also followed the breached spatial channel to investigate the situation over there.

Normally, this kind of action would certainly be discovered, but with his Earth-level technique ’Divine Concealnt Technique’ at full operation, adding a presence-erasing buff.

The hundred Grandmaster-level figures and the president of the Martial Arts Association had not noticed this point.

At this mont, after ascertaining the situation over there, Lin Ping’an slightly furrowed his brows.

The person taking action is the president of the Martial Arts Association, he recognizes this person.

As for the others, most of them were seen a few days ago at the Great Xia Academy’s gate, forrly coming to trouble him, the Grandmaster Alchemists.

With a quick turn of thought, within a mont, he figured out the general situation.

They’ve gone to report a grievance!

At the sa mont, the president who was still reaching out and grasping, was even more astonished, almost to death.

What’s happening?

Why can’t I suddenly sense it anymore?

Uh?

How co it’s there!

The speed is so fast!

In the next instant.

A figure that was passing nearby Villa No. 1, curiously peering around, was instantly restrained by the power of heaven and earth erging from nowhere.

Imdiately, a hand appeared, grabbing the figure’s neck and pulled them into the void.

Then, while restraining, the power of heaven and earth also protected the figure, crossing space once more, appearing in another place.

During this process, the figure who suffered the disaster vaguely heard a sowhat familiar voice.

"Co out for !"

...

"Co out for !"

At this mont, while saying this, the president slightly curled his lips as he forcefully dragged his hand back from the void, seeming to have grabbed onto sothing.

Right as the words were spoken, the hand withdrew.

Along with it erged a figure.

"Oh damn! Who... who... who is it!"

Song Changkong, who was inexplicably pulled over, rolled several tis on the ground, complaining with a gruff face.

But a second later, when he saw the scene before him, he stood frozen in shock.

President of the Martial Arts Association, Ninth Grade Peak Powerhouse.

Martial Arts Association... Eighth Grade Grandmaster Powerhouses... Seventh Grade Grandmaster Powerhouses...

Vice President of Pharmacist Association... Eighth Grade Grandmaster Alchemist...

Pharmacist Association... Eighth Grade Grandmaster Alchemist... Seventh Grade Grandmaster Alchemist...

Countless figures visible to the eye, all are Grandmaster-level figures and above.

For others, they might not recognize them all so clearly.

But who is Song Changkong!

He’s determined to beco the Great Xia’s paparazzo King, so naturally, he has these renowned figures’ photos and information morized clearly, firmly etched in his mind.

Faced with this situation, Song Changkong’s legs started to tremble slightly.

In fact, these big shots are way beyond what he can afford to provoke.

Now, suddenly brought before these big figures, his mindset was close to collapsing.

Additionally, what’s more terrifying than being watched by a group of big shots?

It’s the few from past sins.

Never appeared in front of them before, but now sending oneself to them, isn’t this courting death!

At the sa ti.

The president of the Martial Arts Association also felt sowhat bewildered, he looked at his right hand, then glanced at the one who just got up, his mind full of various questions.

Clearly ant to bring Lin Ping’an over, why did it suddenly turn into this King of Death from the Great Xia Academy?

Was it mistaken?

Or is there a problem?

Is sothing not quite right?

Nearby, not far away, the senior mbers of the Martial Arts Association and the Grandmaster Alchemists also remained silent.