Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 368: Average Strength at Quasi-Grandmaster Level—The

The ignorant truly fear nothing. These clueless indigenous noble idiots clearly haven’t noticed the situation around them.

At this mont, most of those so-called Immortal Masters are trembling crazily.

They wish they could shut them up imdiately.

In the Small Secret Realm, when Lin Ping’an appeared, he overwheld the entire scene. Just after being thrown out, he encountered the descent of Great Xia’s powerful forces, and was suppressed again.

After these two rounds of experiences,

ninety-nine percent of the sect disciples and outer elders have clarity in their hearts.

They can’t win, absolutely cannot win, there’s no chance at all.

Apart from having a mont of satisfaction through words, everything else is futile.

As for those guys brandishing swords and clamoring, most of them are just putting on a show, only a few fools truly believe their sect is invincible.

Ten minutes later, countless law enforcent personnel from nearby city Martial Arts Associations and martial artists mobilized from the Military Departnt appeared, driving off-road vehicles and buses.

These steel-cast vehicles are like tallic beasts from the future.

They roar past on dusty roads, leaving deep tire marks behind.

Their sturdy bodies glisten in the sunlight, reflecting the prosperity and power of the industrial age.

Every line, every component is incredibly precise, as if they are ticulously crafted artworks by artisans.

The vehicles speed along the rugged dirt roads, kicking up rolling dust, like bolts of lightning slicing through the tranquil earth.

The indigenous people, who have never seen such magical transportation tools, were deeply shocked by the scene before them.

They stared wide-eyed, mouths slightly agape, seemingly even holding their breath.

There was a look of amazent and awe in their eyes, a face full of confusion and panic, as if witnessing an unprecedented world wonder.

Gazing intently at the rolling wheels, their eyes embraced the unprecedented impact brought by the speed.

The roaring of engines echoed through the valleys, like a rousing symphony awakening the pulse of this ancient land.

Monts later, screams and exclamations erupted like waves, surging across this land.

"Look! What is that? Oh, heavens! It’s unbelievable! Is this Great Xia?"

"Heaven! This must be the kingdom of gods!"

"It runs without horses pulling it, it must be a divine vehicle, a celestial chariot!"

"Incredible!"

"..."

Clearly, those whose thoughts and knowledge are still stuck in the feudal dynasty era were instantly astounded by the creations of the industrial era.

So of the nobles were even shivering in fright, collapsing to the ground.

"Sorcery! This must be sorcery! How can a car move without horses pulling it?"

"These demons are truly dreadful! To have such vile thods! Those must be creations from Hell."

"Immortal Master! Immortal Master! Quickly expel those monsters! They are coming closer."

"..."

In fact, the sect disciples also had expressions of bafflent on their faces.

Relative to others, they were no different from the other indigenous people, neither understanding the changes in Great Xia.

The information they once encountered did not even ntion these things.

To them, off-road vehicles seed like otherworldly creations too.

However, through Qi blood perception, they could sense dozens of terrifying pressures within those monsters.

Each one was several tis stronger than them.

Soon, the area was sealed off, and martial artists disembarked to manage the situation swiftly and smoothly.

A few months ago, they experienced the integration process of the Small Secret Realm Human Race, and now it’s just a repeat operation.

Then, one by one, the Small Secret Realm indigenous people endured, being registered, categorized, and stuffed into buses, transported in batches to places like Martial Arts University where Small Secret Realm Human Races were once settled.

In the anti, a few who were out of their mind insolently courted death.

To this, Great Xia’s official law enforcent’s actions were straightforward.

If they don’t want to, then forget it, restrain them first, and after verification, handle them according to the law.

Severely punish them, and if cutting off is possible, do so, without shortage of such trash.

Great Xia doesn’t have much ti to waste on ideological reform.

As for labor reform, it’s even more unnecessary.

With a per capita cultivation of the Fifth and Sixth Grades, work efficiency is hundreds of tis higher than that of ordinary people.

The productivity of the entire Great Xia has already exploded, far exceeding the productivity needs of this level of civilization.

Having these feudal remnants work is a complete waste of food and ti.

Ultimately, in truth, it’s not like Great Xia is begging them to integrate, but they are begging to join Great Xia.

At the sa ti, those sect disciples chose to comply obediently.

After all, their strength is not as strong as Great Xia’s martial artists.

In fact, in the eyes of these Fifth and Sixth Grades cultivation law enforcent personnel, the so-called sect disciples with Lower Third Grade cultivation are no different from those Small Secret Realm indigenous people.

anwhile, the instigator Lin Ping’an has already appeared in the second sect’s Small Secret Realm.

Soon after, the sa operation was recreated yet again.

He overshadowed the Small Secret Realm, transmitting pure Human Race, untouched by Exotic Beast bloodlines, to the Great Xia Human Realm.

As for those with modified bloodlines, they were entirely devoured along with the Small Secret Realm.

Ultimately, when the Small World’s energy was refined, becoming part of Lin Ping’an’s strength, was their final destination.

In his eyes, since they actively chose to be beasts, they no longer count as Human Race.

Existences like these are rely resources.

Elsewhere, after settling this group, Great Xia’s powerful forces imdiately moved into the void to handle the subsequent ones, following Lin Ping’an’s route, completing the finishing touches.

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The hidden affiliated Small Secret Realms within the Great Xia Human Realm were all visited without exception.

In Lin Ping’an’s Spiritual Power Domain, no Small Secret Realm can hide, and no sect influence can resist.

During this period, not all power holders in the Small Secret Realms opted to change their bloodlines, many adhered to the principle of Human Race bloodlines suprely.

But Lin Ping’an did not care about these at all.

No matter what they are hiding, he treated them equally, choosing to devour them with thunderous ans.

Lin Ping’an didn’t care about the sect’s views on Great Xia or the entire Human Race in these Small Secret Realms. In his opinion, strength is the only rule that decides everything.

Even if these forces have thousands of years of foundation and deep roots, their actual choices in front of absolute strength are not many, only a few paths to tread.

The first path is to let go of past prejudices and hostility, willingly choosing to integrate into the increasingly prosperous Great Xia Human Race, sharing prosperity and stability;

The second path is to stubbornly walk towards destruction, becoming dust in the river of history.