Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 375: Enlightenment Ends, Power Rises Again—The Furio

Slowly opening his eyes, the light flickered like the stars in the night sky.

But Lin Ping’an’s expression remained as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

The recent enlightennt opportunity seed like a wondrous journey across life and death, spanning ancient and modern tis.

It brought him not only an increase in cultivation, but also a profound understanding of the world laws, and a new recognition of his own destiny.

After this, Lin Ping’an’s overall mastery of laws had slightly improved to varying degrees.

Although it wasn’t much, the combined use and integration of laws had shown new progress and differences compared to before.

To explain with quantified data, Lin Ping’an’s overall strength performance increased by about twenty percent.

It may not seem much, but at his level, even a re one percent increase in strength was enough to easily overpower hundreds of beings like the Three Giants of Great Xia.

After the deep-level retreat ended, Lin Ping’an imdiately sensed sothing unusual.

In the originally calm spiritual domain, so foreign spiritual powers were roaming freely and recklessly.

Like mischievous children intruding on a tranquil lake, they charged around without any restraint.

Faced with this, Lin Ping’an did not show the slightest panic, instead, an inner calmness and profound insight surged within him.

With a slight closing of his eyes and a gentle finger pinch, he quietly called upon the deeply hidden Law of Cause and Effect and Destiny Law.

At this mont, his body and mind perfectly integrated with the Heaven and Earth Laws, an invisible power flowed within him, linking all the intricate threads together.

In just the blink of an eye, Lin Ping’an had already perceived the ins and outs of these foreign spiritual powers.

Including how they invaded his spiritual domain, and potential sches and plots behind them.

At this mont, Lin Ping’an’s face was as calm as water, with a touch of understanding quietly appearing.

And in those deep eyes, a trace of cold light flickered, as sharp as ice in a winter night.

Then, a cold and low whisper echoed.

In this narrow space, it quietly reverberated like a dark night sound seeping through an ice crack.

The voice was light but contained endless majesty and indifference.

"Ten Thousand Races? Beast God? Very good! Such boldness!"

As he spoke, a suffocating yet mysterious atmosphere filled the villa, seemingly capable of devouring any creature that dared to intrude. A vast fluctuation of power silently spread, sending chills down one’s spine.

But fortunately, Lin Ping’an showed restraint, preventing the leakage of power; otherwise, it would have undoubtedly startled the snake in the grass.

Subsequently, the space echoed even colder words.

"Dare to cause trouble on my territory!"

"Really think that being promoted beyond the Seventh Heaven allows you to act recklessly in the world?"

"Hmph! A bunch of beasts dare behave arrogantly in front of ! This ti, I will ensure you co but never return and let you witness what true power is."

"The previous resources have all been refined away, it just so happens that I can take this opportunity to suppress a batch of Beast Gods and Beast Emperors into my body’s little world, as resources for continued growth."

As he spoke, Lin Ping’an’s gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s in the dark.

Without making a sound, he stealthily extended his spiritual power like invisible tentacles, silently locking onto every suspicious source of spiritual power.

The whole process was precise and covert.

Like invisible threads weaving into a ticulous tracking net in the air.

Each target locked on was secretly marked.

This ti, his determination was more resolute than ever.

To these Beast Gods who dared to act recklessly in the Great Xia Human Realm, even the slightest indulgence was an insult and challenge to himself.

This land, the Great Xia people, and even the entire civilization, to him, were the foundation of reaching the Martial Arts Peak, not allowing anyone or anything to desecrate or touch.

The spiritual power fluctuations released by those beasts were tantamount to waving a flag of provocation blatantly on his territory.

Lurking in the shadows, attempting to break the tranquility and harmony here, and destroy the nursery of the Civilization Master System propagating cultivation techniques...

This made Lin Ping’an’s anger burn fiercely, unable to subside.

Only by slaughtering these beasts seeking death by touching the reverse scale could he wash away this humiliation and quell the raging anger in his heart.

Thinking of this, Lin Ping’an’s murderous intent beca even stronger.

Since they’ve co, none of them will leave alive.

Dare to spy on my foundation, hinder my path to the peak, then all must die!

However, despite this, he still suppressed the urge to strike imdiately, and continued to lock onto each source of spiritual power.

Until all targets were locked, temporary patience was needed.

If any target ran away, Lin Ping’an would feel it was a huge loss.

If he strikes, it must be a complete capture, leaving none behind.

To him, only by eradicating completely, exterminating species and worlds, could peace be restored.

On the other side, inexplicably, the Beast Gods in the midst of probing suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

And vaguely, there was a bad premonition.

Raising their heads in a trance, they seed to see a black star nad Death On, radiating endless light.

But no matter what ans they used, they couldn’t find the source of the anomaly, nor could they calculate the instigator.

After a brief consideration, they quickly dismissed this feeling.

Under the temptation of transcendence, greed had long obscured everything, and rationality no longer existed.

To these Beast Gods, it seed worth the risk to face such a slight crisis.

After all, nothing in the world is a hundred percent certain, and when benefits exceed ten thousand percent, reckless risking of life is considered justified.

At the sa ti.

Lin Ping’an had already mobilized the laws, woven a vast net like a celestial web, and with a cold expression, covered these wandering spiritual powers of the Beast Gods.

The cause and effect had coiled together, and destiny had opened its arms to them as well; the conclusion of death had been equally planned.

Two days later.

At the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, third alert line, beyond the Houtu garrison area.

Hunting teams surged like torrents, crisscrossing the land as pioneers.

So teams resembled wolves and tigers, madly pursing prey with boiling blood;

So teams had already returned triumphantly, with abundant spoils, brimming with glory and pride;

Other teams were fully equipped, embarking on their journey with anticipation and determination in their eyes.

Regardless of their state, every mber - the martial artists of Great Xia, wore bright smiles and unparalleled confidence on their faces.

Ever since the peerless cultivation techniques made public by Lin Ping’an shook the world, the overall strength of Great Xia had surged like a stormy wave, unstoppable.