Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 226: Filling the Little World—Lin Ping’an Hunts, Lea

The next instant, he struck silently, a burst of qi blood flashed past.

"Boom~"

In a split second, the enormous head of the ape was severed from its neck. The mont the purple sinister blade light passed by, the Beast King had no ti to react, and its consciousness sank into darkness.

Imdiately after, as the hundreds of ters high Beast King’s body collapsed, Lin Ping’an thought to himself and tucked it into the little world within his body.

Furthermore, even with the severed head, he threw it inside as well.

After that, he operated the "Great Sun Furnace Scripture," causing a black sun to appear within the little world.

On the enormous Beast King’s body, a giant furnace appeared out of thin air to suppress it, continuously extracting qi blood, spiritual energy, and various other powers from it.

At the sa ti.

A piece of spiritual power was torn off, transford into a demon seed, flew into the head, and took firm control of the spiritual space within.

In just a mont, this Beast King had been controlled and suppressed; though it wasn’t dead, it might as well be.

The spiritual will was suppressed, slowly refined and extracted for power, used for the growth and expansion of the little world.

The final result was long predestined; it was certain to be reduced to ashes, becoming Lin Ping’an’s stepping stone.

The entire sequence of actions was as smooth as flowing water, executed with extre proficiency.

In the blink of an eye, a Beast King vanished without a trace, and even the original Ninth Grade bloodstains left on the ground were dug out in one go, stored into the little world, turning into resources.

In fact, the reason Lin Ping’an didn’t simply eliminate it but used such a complex and intricate thod was just to avoid arousing suspicion.

After all, if a Ninth Grade Beast King level being dies, a phenonon of the heavens weeping blood will manifest.

If he had directly killed it decisively just now, the phenonon would reveal the fact that it had fallen.

This would not benefit Lin Ping’an’s subsequent operations.

Death is inevitable, but it shouldn’t occur at this mont; he needed it to last a bit longer.

As for using the demon seed, it was to control the Beast King’s actions, preventing it from causing chaos within the little world.

anwhile.

Under the influence of the newly invented Celestial Level Technique "Great Sun Furnace Scripture", and with the selfless contribution from that unfortunate Beast King.

Both the little world within and the mastery of rules were undergoing gradual enhancents.

Understanding or rather feeling the rules of power was erging bit by bit in Lin Ping’an’s mind, and he was integrating it, turning it into his own foundation.

Using a panel percentage analogy to describe it, his mastery of the Gold Law was 0.01%...0.02%...0.03%...

Though the extraction progress was slow while alive, its advantage lay in stability and continuity.

However, for the Beast King serving as nourishnt, it was far from pleasant.

Moreover, Lin Ping’an suppressed the Beast King’s willpower to the point of immobility, relegating it to rely watch everything slowly being extracted from it in the deepest parts of the consciousness space—a true cruelty.

For this, the thought body of the Beast King, resigned to awaiting death, could only curse wildly, venting negative emotions.

"Damn Human Race! Ambush! This is a blatant ambush! Despicable! Absolutely despicable! If you have the guts, let out and fight again for three hundred rounds!"

"Suppressing secretly while I was cultivating, what kind of man do you call yourself?"

"Ah, I’m so pissed off... let out... if you dare, let out..."

"You XXX, I XXX, if you dare, fight another round, you XXX..."

"..."

Regrettably, no matter how furious it was, Lin Ping’an had no intention of paying it any mind, opting instead to directly shut off the reception of information from the depths of the cage.

If he couldn’t hear it, no emotions would arise.

Of course, even if he truly knew, he wouldn’t care much.

After all, what’s there to fuss over with a beast counting down to its own demise?

Given so more ti, watch as it turns into nourishnt, becoming a stepping stone.

At the sa mont.

On Lin Ping’an’s spiritual manifestation item, the Book of Civilization, a page appeared detailing the information of this Beast King.

Species level, abilities, talents, flesh effect, growth rules... etc., all sorts of information erged.

In a significant sense, it equated to having thoroughly analyzed this Beast King, and even the entire race it belonged to, from start to finish.

Elsewhere, deep in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, after Lin Ping’an had suppressed a Beast King, he quietly sensed other presences.

Then, slipping into the void, he began to approach his second target.

Although Beast Kings were the main hunting targets, encountering Seventh Grade Beast Soldiers or Eighth Grade Beast Generals was also welco.

With a casual flick of a finger, a blade light struck them down, after which the corpses were tucked into the little world for refining.

Though the qi blood energy brought by these Beast Soldiers and Generals was little, their augntation upon rule mastery was indeed beneficial.

Over the subsequent period, Lin Ping’an entered a sweeping mode.

Upon encountering Seventh Grade Beast Soldiers, Eighth Grade Beast Generals, and other presences below Beast King level, he killed and tossed them into the little world without hesitation.

Upon encountering Beast Kings, he ambushed them first, crippling them, then suppressed them, placed them into the little world, and utilized the demon seed for control, slowly refining them to postpone any explosive repercussions.

Rampant slaughter of Beast Kings would eventually attract the attention of Beast Emperor level beings among the Ten Thousand Races.

Such opportunities are predicted to be scarce in the near future, and to gather more resources, Lin Ping’an proceeded with utmost caution.

A combat prowess of two million six hundred thousand qi blood, capable of shattering the Fifth Heaven with a single punch was already among the top-tier beings in plain sight.

Yet the true situation remained an unknown state.

Without the power to push through the entire world, Lin Ping’an decided to adopt a slightly cautious approach.

Quietly advancing into village territory, avoiding gunfire.

Though his thoughts were like that along the way, his actions were arrogant and utterly unrestrained.

"Ninth Grade Celestial Concealing Eagle King? A race na so badass, you deserve to die! Suppress! Suppress!"

"Eh! Haven’t seen this Beast King type before, never mind, suppress and capture it first."

"Eighth Grade? Just kill it! Since no phenonon will arise!"

"Neither dog nor horse, this small thing looks quite unique, consider yourself unlucky to et , beco nourishnt!"

"..."

The aroma of high-tier exotic beasts began to disappear at a rapid frequency.

Monts ago, it spread arrogantly everywhere, and suddenly vanished into thin air.

This strange scenario left middle-low tier exotic beasts living near these high-tier ones utterly perplexed.

Lacking intelligence, they couldn’t comprehend why.

However, after a while, they cheerfully ventured into areas they wouldn’t dare to enter before.

With the absence of high-tier exotic beast intimidation, their activity range expanded, a truly delightful occurrence!

On the other hand, this anomaly began drawing the attention of other high-tier exotic beasts and above.

But despite attracting attention, before these half-brained creatures could understand, Lin Ping’an had already arrived.

When their wild instincts warned them of danger, it was too late.

Below Beast King level, they transford into piles of corpses, quietly perishing.

Above Beast King, half-dead and repressed, aside from powerless roars in the depths of consciousness, there was nothing they could do or change.

A prowess piercing through the Fifth Heaven, compared to just entering the Beast King Realm, the gap was far too vast.

These Beast Kings found resistance futile.

In conclusion, wherever Lin Ping’an passed, it was all about killing instantly, killing instantly, and still killing instantly.

Be it Beast Kings or Beast Soldiers and Generals, no difference at all.

All shared the sa fate and outco.