Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 391: Confrontation Between Beast Gods, Despair Acros

"Child! My child! You’re still so young! You haven’t properly felt the world yet. How could you face such a cruel future soon? Sob sob sob..."

Besides, those who once ca from the sect’s small secret realm and were originally indigenous humans have now beco new Great Xia people, utterly devastated at the mont.

"No... no... why is this happening? Finally regained the dignity of being human... finally our descendants found new hope... finally integrated into Great Xia, this paradise-like country, and now it’s going to vanish. I refuse... I refuse even in death..."

"Ahhh... No one... no one can take it away... no one can make the dream land disappear... damn exotic beasts... kill..."

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Throughout the cities, in the streets and alleys at different locations, people’s expressions varied.

So were crying their hearts out, so were at a loss, while others clenched their fists tightly, revealing a resolute determination not to yield.

This scene was like a vivid and tragic portrait, showcasing the despair of the masses.

However, only the conspirators, the ambitious, and those with ulterior motives did not despair.

Seeing such a situation, they beca excited instead of worried.

In their view, the peace and stability that suppressed everything within Great Xia were not the kingdom they desired.

Only chaos could serve as the fertile ground for ambition.

As long as they can acquire the benefits they seek, even selling out racial interests or betraying compatriots, it doesn’t matter.

In ancient tis, there were sect traitors, and in recent history, national traitors.

Now, it’s not surprising to see traitors of the human race.

As they say, in a big forest, there are all kinds of birds.

Among the hundreds of billions of Great Xia people, having so fools is only natural.

At the sa ti, the Dragon God also sensed these extraordinary figures breaking through the void.

An indescribable oppression erupted instantly from its massive body.

The next instant.

"Roar~ Roar~ Roar~"

The earth-shattering dragon roars, like thunder, burst forth. The surging sound waves penetrated the boundless space, soaring skyward.

The Dragon God, like a primordial beast from the dawn of ti, descended from the heavens.

Its eyes glimring with cold and deep light, like two shining stars, perceived all things, leaving nothing hidden.

As It descended, a terrifying aura swept out like a tsunami, instantly enveloping everything.

The intensity of the aura seed capable of twisting space, tearing ti, filling hearts with dread.

The scale armor shimred with icy tallic luster in the void, each piece seemingly bearing the marks of ti and endless power.

At the sa ti, each slight tremor stirred energy ripples akin to a storm.

Under this majestic aura, those intruding figures turned pale.

They felt unparalleled pressure, as if facing not just a living being but the will of the entire world.

However, these Beast Gods did not retreat; instead, they exerted their own pressure to confront it.

The dozen or so beings from various races at the Nine Heavens Early and Middle Stages, their aura like raging seas.

Each releasing their unique pressure, like a shining galaxy, each with their own flair.

In an instant, the pressures collided, unleashing an unprecedented energy storm.

The sky suddenly beca extrely dark, as if torn open by pitch-black fissures.

From which gusts capable of destroying everything spewed forth.

Sweeping in all directions, leaving space shattered, forming chaotic void currents.

In this fierce confrontation, various powers of laws were like frenzied dragons dancing.

Violently colliding in the air, weaving a magnificent tapestry.

Storms, rain, lightning, like incarnations of rage, staging a thrilling drama.

Thunderous power, fierce winds, torrential rains, showcasing the most primitive and violent beauty of natural forces.

Ultimately, everything returned to nothingness.

As the collision shockwaves that shook heaven and earth gradually cald down, the Dragon God’s figure stood unwavering like an ancient deity across endless space and ti.

Its gaze now beca deep and cold.

Like hanging galaxies, stars flowing within, with majestic authority and arrogance overlooking all beings.

Its radiant scales refracted countless rays of light, each seeming to carry imnse power and endless epochs.

Slowly raising its massive dragon head, in that instant, the whole world seed to tremble slightly under its gaze.

From Its spiritual power, ssages burst like thunder, resonating in every creature’s mind.

"You insignificant beings dare to challenge the Dragon Race, defying my supre dignity and authority. Do you understand your cris?"

As the words fell, the surrounding air seed to be frozen by invisible pressure, even ti seemingly paused for a mont.

Imdiately after, another vast, ancient dragon might naturally spread out.

Instilling all creatures with involuntary awe.

In these various battlefield areas.

An unprecedented heavy pressure descended like a mountain, making it impossible for many Great Xia Martial Artists to withstand.

Originally upright like pines, their bodies bent and trembled under the pressure, finally being relentlessly pressed onto the cold, hard ground.

At this mont, their faces were filled with pain and struggle.

Sweat rolled down like raindrops, instantly soaking the ground beneath them, forming dark marks.

Many Great Xia Martial Artists clenched their teeth, their cheeks puffed, veins under their skin bulging like coiling dragons.

Each vein seed to be telling of the endless perseverance and will at this mont.

Despite their bodies being pressed almost into the earth, they did not give up.

Striving valiantly to move their arms seemingly weighed down by millions of pounds to lift their already exhausted bodies.

Every attempt to rise felt like battling the weight of the world.

Bones creaked with a resounding noise, appearing both tragic and decisive.

Unfortunately, faced with an overwhelming disparity in strength, all efforts were in vain.

At the sa ti.

The beast tide attack abruptly halted.

Regardless of whether they were Middle-Low Tier Exotic Beasts, Beast Generals, Beast Kings, or Beast Emperors...

Even those of the Dragon Race or the Seventh Heaven, Eighth Heaven Beast Gods of various affiliated races...

All knelt, either partially or completely, displaying submission and respect.

However, those dozen or so aggressive Nine Heavens Celestial Beast Gods were not fazed by these intimidations.

They snorted coldly, blocking the dragon might outside.

Displaying their intended aning openly through spiritual power.

"Dragon God, enough of this. We are also the strongest."

"Hmph! Playing this ga! Truly aningless!"

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