Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 386: The Sunflower Manual Displays Its Might, Celest

On the other side of the battlefield, several Beast Kings also suffered unexpected and fierce attacks.

The sharp assaults, like teors chasing the moon, descended precisely and viciously upon fatal spots.

With the sound of bones shattering and dull thuds of damaged organs, several Beast Kings roared in agony, spewing foul-slling blood from their mouths.

Their bodies collapsed powerlessly on the ground, cursing the Great Xia Martial Artists in rage and helplessness.

"Despicable humans! Actually resorting to sneak attacks!"

"Damn it! re Eighth Grade ants! How dare... how dare they do this? You... you are truly damned!"

"Roar! If you have guts, fight fairly!"

"..."

However, for the Great Xia Martial Artists, a life-and-death battle never implies absolute fairness.

What’s more, this is rely an act of retribution!

Previously, that Beast King attempted to eliminate threats in advance by sneak attacking the Eighth Grade Grandmaster Chen Tao.

Now, it’s rely cause and effect.

At this mont, multiple Grandmasters unleashed Ninth Grade battle strength, as if flaunting their power.

No more disguises, revealing intentions, the Great Xia Eighth Grade’s reverse slaying of Beast Kings is seemingly as easy as child’s play.

One by one, Beast Generals fell like harvested wheat, while many of the watching Beast Kings were severely injured by this unexpected ambush.

What initially seed like a defying act of the heavens, now appeared mundane.

Witnessing the sudden change, the Great Xia people watching the projection seed to have an epiphany.

"Yes! I almost forgot, now our Great Xia Martial Artists’ power is extraordinary, killing Exotic Beasts of the sa rank as easily as chopping vegetables."

"Oops! Such a swift change! It’s such old thinking, old ntality, I also forgot this point."

"It’s all thanks to Guardian God Lin Ping’an; he truly is the pillar of Great Xia. Without the terrifying cultivation techniques he created, it’s unimaginable what this battle would be like."

"Cough cough cough... Do you think you’re happy too soon? That beast tide in the projection is as surging as the sea; those fallen Beast Generals and Beast Kings are just a drop in the bucket."

"..."

At the sa ti, the outbreak from the Eighth Grade Grandmasters instilled fear and doubt among many Beast Kings.

And the Ninth Grade powerhouses among them exchanged glances at that mont.

A stream of spiritual power information intertwined for discussion.

"No more disguises! First kill off this batch of beasts! We must establish dominance to intimidate the other Beast Kings."

"Since the outbreak, let’s display enough!"

"There’s still three giants and other powerhouses to hold the line, it’s ti to give these damned beasts a little shock from the Great Xia Martial Artists."

"..."

As they spoke, these Ninth Grade powerhouses began to unleash their true strength, reversing the current battle situation in an instant.

"Boom boom boom~"

"Roar! No! This is impossible!"

"You... you... how can you be so strong? Hidden strength? No! This is like a wolf in sheep’s clothing!"

"So insidious! Damn cunning blood food! I will not let you off even in death!"

"..."

On this battlefield, alongside heart-wrenching, soul-shaking cries of despair.

One by one, the Beast Kings that dominated the eight worlds fell one after another.

They once stood high, yet now they all lay in pools of blood, unable to gaze upon the sky again.

In the sky, supernatural phenona frequently occurred, as if the heavens were weeping blood for this tragic scene.

Crimson clouds intertwined and rolled like a magnificent yet tragic painting.

Whenever a Beast King fell, a stream of blood light shot towards the sky, followed by a downpour of blood rain.

That was the last struggle of life, a silent protest against a rciless fate.

In this brief period, the shadow of death spread rapidly, the number of Beast Kings plumted.

Ten, twenty, thirty...

The Beast Kings, who originally lorded over the masses, at this mont beca as fragile as candles in the wind, falling madly.

Each ti a Beast King fell, the earth quaked in mourning, and the mountains and rivers seed to lant for them.

"Boom boom boom~"

Colossal figures of hundreds or thousands of ters fell from the sky, creating pit holes and raising dust while crushing many Exotic Beasts.

In the Great Xia Human Realm, watching the projection of the Ninth Grade powerhouses displaying divine might, countless people scread in unison.

"Ahhhh... That... that is the Ninth Grade Peak Powerhouse — Heaven-Shaking Divine Fist Li Feng..."

"Ahh... terrifying! One punch, like the sky falling, no wonder he’s known as Heaven-Shaking Divine Fist."

"This is Ninth Grade Peak! So powerful!"

"..."

The battle style of this discussed powerhouse also stood out, catching the eye.

Not relying on any Divine Weapons, he used his own flesh and blood as the strongest weapon.

His body as hard as steel refined by thousands of trials, every inch of skin contained enough power to shake the heavens and earth.

With each punch, it seed like an ancient mountain collapsing instantly, carrying enough force to overturn heaven and earth, rewrite the stars, moon, and sun.

That montum, like overwhelming thunder, shook the heart; that force, like a vast primordial wave, unstoppable.

The Beast Kings, proud of their defenses, appeared so vulnerable in front of this Ninth Grade Peak, as frail as thin paper.

Whether it was iron-hard scales of Dragon Snakes or tough skins of prival Mammoths.

Under the fist of Heaven-Shaking Divine Fist Li Feng, all could only turn to fragnts in the sky, unable to withstand the imnse power from the source of life.

Every strike ca with intense air vibrations and slight spatial distortions, as if ti itself paused for him at that mont.

And the desperate cries of those Beast Kings only highlighted the invincible presence of this Ninth Grade Peak powerhouse.

Besides, there was a Ninth Grade powerhouse in a Red Robe, wielding strands of Qi Blood Condensed Needle, instantly piercing the Beast King like a sieve.

Furthermore, the heroic presence of other Ninth Grade Peak powerhouses also incited cheers and discussions among countless citizens.

"Look... look at that one... truly formidable! Even more terrifying than Heaven-Shaking Divine Fist. Goddess! Truly a Valkyrie!"

"Shh... don’t speak rashly, be careful not to be discovered, you’ll have bad luck then."

"I know... I know... that one is a fierce person... it’s said to have trained the Profound Level Sunflower Manual to a unique realm, transforming from male to female, breaching Ninth Grade, with unparalleled speed."

"Hiss hiss hiss... Sunflower? Manual? Cutting off second brother? It’s a werewolf! Even more fierce than a brutal person."

"..."

The discussed Ninth Grade Peak, adorned in a fiery red robe.

The robe seed like flas rolling in the wind, each movent carried a heated enchanting aura and boundless malevolence.

Her figure elegant and charming, radiating a unique charisma, as if a peerless beauty.