Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 207: Long-Range Demon Seed Transmission, Assimilatin

Spiritual power surged, cutting through and penetrating the entire altar, constantly observing the structure and texture above.

Mysterious symbols and marks, seemingly ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they seem to possess a certain mystique.

From the mory of a certain acting Sect Leader, it was learned that this thing can be used to communicate with the Alien Race.

Of course, according to them, it’s the so-called Divine Race, but in reality, just a bunch of beasts!

However, to activate it, a blood sacrifice is required.

Thinking of this, Lin Ping’an retrieved so Middle Tier Exotic Beast flesh from the Space Ring and placed it upon it.

In an instant, the flesh was absorbed by the altar, as if an invisible entity was continuously devouring it.

During this process, Lin Ping’an focused intensely, feeling the principles, constantly researching.

Then, he consecutively took out the remaining Exotic Beast flesh to feed it, while continuing his research.

As ti passed, the altar seed satisfied, a miniature hole appeared, and it began to connect with other places.

At the sa ti.

In the depths of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, where a certain Beast King was located, the altar simultaneously activated.

At that mont, it was discovered by the returning hornless bull-shaped Beast King, who, upon seeing this, roared with joy uncontrollably.

"You fool, only now do you contact ... Is the task done... Do you still want to enter the Divine Race territory..."

A series of questions surged from the spiritual power fluctuations, piquing Lin Ping’an’s interest with a hint of mockery.

"Interesting! Beast King? Ninth Grade! Just in ti!"

As he spoke, he tore off a piece of ntal power, transforming it into a demon seed, then attempted to send it through this miniature spatial tunnel.

The next instant, the demon seed vanished, unexpectedly yet predictably, and indeed went through.

At the sa mont.

The hornless bull-shaped Beast King suddenly seed to see sothing emitting a black glow appear, but in a blink, it disappeared again, leaving no trace.

"??? What was that? Huh? It’s gone! Did my eyes deceive ?"

The thunderous voice of self-talk echoed across a radius of several miles.

The hornless bull-shaped Beast King felt baffled, but despite scanning with its spiritual power, it found no anomalies.

In reality, the demon seed had silently invaded and entered its body, hidden in its consciousness space, rooting itself and beginning to absorb spiritual energy.

Though the Beast King was Ninth Grade, most Exotic Beasts are strong in flesh but weak in spirit, unable to perceive the demon seed cultivated by the Celestial Level Technique "Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique."

If on equal footing within the sa grade, it might not be so easily accomplished, but given the current vast difference in power, it was taken effortlessly.

Even though it’s not yet reduced to a puppet-like existence, as the demon seed continuously subtlely manipulates it.

Soon enough, this Ninth Grade Beast King will beco a puppet for Lin Ping’an.

At this mont, although no one was aware, the terror of the demon seed and the sinister and foreboding nature of the Celestial Level Technique "Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique" were fully revealed.

Without defenses, even a Ninth Grade Beast King would silently beco a marionette.

On the other side, Lin Ping’an focused on controlling the demon seed, ignoring the spiritual power that kept sending ssages.

With full concentration, the catalysis speed and influence efficiency of the demon seed within the Beast King’s consciousness world multiplied exponentially.

Infection... Assimilation... Control...

The progress steadily increased.

Five minutes... Ten minutes...

The lack of response for a long ti made the Beast King increasingly irritable, and the content from the transmitted spiritual power beca angrier.

Its fluctuations also beca extrely intense.

If encountered by a Middle and Lower Tier Martial Artist, they might be unable to bear it and be shocked into stupidity by the ntal power fluctuations.

But for Lin Ping’an, it was a piece of cake. Even under blockage, the influence of this ntal power didn’t leave the altar.

Monts later, the blood sacrifice ended, the spatial tunnel closed, and the ntal power withdrew, cursing.

"Damn Human Race, dare not to reply; next ti I’ll eat all of you bastards..."

In the depths of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, the Beast King was so enraged that its bovine head was flushed red, two thick columns of air spraying from its nostrils.

Moreover, with a casual strike, it smashed a nearby mountain in sheer frustration.

Inside the villa.

Lin Ping’an calculated the progress, chuckled softly, and casually threw the altar back into the Space Ring.

"Eighty percent complete; although slowed after closure, it will only take a few days!"

"Once fully controlled, ti to erase that stupid bull’s intelligence and search its mories."

"As a Beast King, it should know quite a few secrets!"

These words carried a hint of arrogance from a superior position, also seemingly restoring the inherent high spirit of a traveler.

Sitting cross-legged, his consciousness split into three; one used for tempering the Golden Body, the second for creation space research on new techniques.

As for the third, it naturally accelerated the demon seed’s assimilation and control over the Beast King.

This performance made Lin Ping’an appear more like a masterminding villain.

Of course, for the Human Race, his actions were heroic, but for the Ten Thousand Races, he’s an undeniable enemy.

Although his starting point wasn’t so upright and grand, it didn’t matter.

Different races harbor different intentions; as long as he slays Exotic Beasts, he’s a hero of the Human Race.

In the depths of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, the hornless bull-shaped Beast King fell into a rage, feeling angrier than ever.

The anger surged uncontrollably into its mind as if influenced mysteriously.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The explosions occurred one after another, leveling small mountains to the ground, showcasing the power of the Beast King, while many Exotic Beasts died miserably.

Nearby, other Beast Kings saw this and communicated through spiritual power.

"What’s that mad bull doing again? So annoying! I don’t want to live next to this bastard!"

"Damn it! Why wasn’t it among the dead Beast Kings last ti? Good beasts never live long, bad ones bring disaster for millennia."

"Really angry! If it didn’t have backing, it would’ve been dead long ago!"

"..."

Besides, in the distant Mountain and Sea City, several Human Race experts were monitoring the situation.

So frowned, while others looked displeased.

"That damn mad bull! Should’ve been killed last ti! Always creating trouble, it’s the most annoying of all."

"And those noble families, why don’t they get rid of the most troubleso Bull King?"

"Don’t ntion it, the situation is inexplicable, maybe there’s a third-party force secretly causing upheaval!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Inside Villa No. 1, Lin Ping’an sitting on the ground shone with dazzling golden light.

Golden Body Eighth Forging 98%... Golden Body Eighth Forging 99%... Golden Body Eighth Forging... 100%.

After a few monts, his whole being surged with Qi blood.

From Golden Body Eighth Forging, breakthrough to Golden Body Ninth Forging.

After a long while.

Lin Ping’an opened his eyes, triggered his mind, and opened the attribute panel.

[Na: Lin Ping’an]

[Qi Blood: 1.2 million cals/1.2 million cals]

[Spiritual Power: 48,000 Hz/48,000 Hz]

[Power of Heaven and Earth: 48,000 points/48,000 points]

[Martial Arts Realm: Eighth Grade Peak (Ninth Forging Golden Body 1%)]

[Created Techniques: 16 (Click to view details)]

[Civilization Value: 860,000]

Compared to the previous Eighth Forging Realm and the million Qi blood, his Qi blood limit increased by 200,000.

Spiritual power also enhanced by four to five thousand Hz.

His overall power increased again.

Now, Lin Ping’an had successfully reached the highest realm of Eighth Grade Golden Body forging—Golden Body Ninth Forging.