Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 371: Lin Ping’an’s Enlightenment, Dragon Children Fa

Besides this, during this period, the Civilization Value surged like wildfire, advancing by tens of millions, its growth trend eye-catching.

It is evident that the various unique cultivation techniques previously released by Lin Ping’an are silently infiltrating and revolutionizing the lifestyle of the Great Xia Human Race.

Like droplets of sweet dew nourishing all things, they erupt into the brilliant fruits they were destined to yield.

Each cultivation technique seems to possess life, shaping and enriching the world of the Great Xia Human Race in its unique way, bringing unprecedented deep effects and abundant returns.

Subsequently, without a sound, Lin Ping’an unfolds his Spiritual Power Domain, instantly flooding the entire Great Xia Human Realm.

In that instant, all breaths, everything, was swiftly acquired by him.

Strands of spiritual power, split into thousands, omnipresent, the recent changes in Great Xia, and countless new information, were all known to Lin Ping’an at this mont.

Currently, he resembles a god above all beings, coldly observing the various changes within the Great Xia Human Realm.

After a long while, he gently utters a comnt.

"Hmm! The developnt of chives is quite good! No waste of ti! Nor have I wasted the many cultivation techniques I’ve released!"

After a glance, for reasons unknown, Lin Ping’an’s mindset unexpectedly leads him into so form of enlightennt.

At the sa ti.

Deep within the mysterious and perilous Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, hidden in the vast sea, lies a forbidden area of the Dragon Race.

Its core region seems shrouded by the Power of Chaos and Taboo, barren yet solemn.

In this ancient realm where even ti seems to stand still, a terrifying giant dragon stands prominently, emitting earth-shattering roars.

The sound is like thunder exploding, carrying endless fury and arrogance, swiftly sweeping through the vast space.

The giant dragon is draped in dazzling scale armor, each scale seemingly harboring a sea of stars, gleaming with a cold and captivating light.

Its eyes resemble two burning teors, exuding majesty that surpasses all creatures.

As it howls to the heavens, a frenzied and powerful aura rushes forth like tides, almost tearing apart the surrounding space.

In that mont, the world changes color, the winds and clouds are disturbed, and the terrifying pressure engulfs every corner like dark clouds blotting out the sun.

Under this pressure, countless mbers of the Dragon Race are overwheld with panic.

Originally, their mighty and majestic bodies now cannot resist the oppressive suppression from the source of their bloodline, trembling and prostrating.

Their massive bodies curl up into a ball, resembling frightened young beasts.

At this ti, deep fear and reverence shine in the eyes of the Dragon Race, and they close their dragon mouths, making no sound, as the roars of the giant dragon have drowned everything out.

The arrogance ingrained in their bones is seemingly shattered under the oppressive atmosphere, leaving only submission flowing from the depths of their souls.

At the sa mont, deafening words echo in the minds of all the Dragon Race.

"Scoundrels! Six! Massacre of six Dragon Children! Truly bold! Deserving of death a thousand tis! Roar! To dare challenge the great Dragon Race! No matter who it is, death and racial extinction are your only destinies!"

"Land of the Far West, barren place, all Dragon Race summon vassal races to wash it in blood!"

"I want it scorched without a single blade of grass!"

Upon hearing these words, all mbers of the Dragon Race respectfully respond.

"Obeying the Dragon God’s command!"

"Great Dragon God, we shall definitely scour it clean!"

"By your command!"

"Yes! Great Dragon God!"

"..."

While the responses differ, the core aning remains unchanged.

anwhile, on another side, the furious Dragon God, his enormous dragon eyes seemingly spitting fire.

He gazes towards the direction he just spoke of, watching in anger.

"Damn it! Who is causing trouble? The Wind Race? Or perhaps the Tiger Race? Or maybe the Qilin Race?"

In his heart, only those belonging to top races would dare act so.

As for the Human Race, not only had he never considered, even if he had, he would have treated it as a joke.

Even in the past, those Human Race rising strong never dared provoke top races.

At most, facing those second-rate and third-rate exotic beast races, targeting those they dare confront.

Moreover, the once rising human race strong, none knows how many tis they were swallowed by him and the Dragon Race Beast Gods.

In the sa realm, their strength is incomparably weak, completely not on the sa level as beings like them.

Moreover, a fallen Dragon Race prince who was expelled and wandered outside, might have been caused by so audacious small race ignorant of the Dragon Race’s terror.

But subsequently, five more Dragon Race princes fell one after another, there is undoubtedly a conspiracy involved.

Yet regardless, Dragon Race dignity cannot be desecrated, even if it cos with deceit and traps, the Dragon God will resolutely charge in.

And with mighty power, crush everything, annihilate all plots.

On another front, the Dragon God’s terrifying aura and pressure, along with his war proclamation, are swiftly discovered by other major races.

In the distant and mysterious southern Undying Volcano Forbidden Area, a colossal old Phoenix is perched amidst the roaring flas.

It resembles a burning sun, resplendent flas weaving ceaselessly around it, its scorching aura capable of lting all things in the world.

Its eyes are profound as a starry river, now filled with confusion and doubt, brows furrowed, resembling two fiery patterns.

At this mont, a low and majestic voice, like boiling magma beneath the earth, murmurs.

"Has that old dragon really gone insane? To pull such an astonishing act? Are all six Dragon Children really fallen, is this news true or false?"

As it mutters, it gently flaps its massive wings, stirring waves of heated fire, seemingly warping the air with its violent force.

In the flas, the Phoenix’s eyes reveal a trace of worry.

"Land of the Far West? Impossible! No recent phenonon suggests a strong presence has fallen! If the Dragon Children truly t misfortune, why is there no reaction in that area?"

"No! The old dragon must be conspiring! What is he planning?"

As the words settle, the surrounding flas grow more intense, as if reflecting its restless heart, rendering the entire Undying Volcano Forbidden Area more eerie and mysterious.

Besides, deep in the north, another major race’s strongest also grows alert.

In the deep Far West, core region of the Tiger Race, a terrifying and sinister Tiger God’s eyes also emit divine light.

"Roar! Has that old dragon lost his mind? To seek war with my race!"

"Humph! If fight is desired, then fight! What of the Dragon Race? The Mountain and Sea Realm is not theirs alone!"