Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 452: Fallen Yet Not Completely! Bloodline Transmissi

Outside the light mbrane, the previously composed and calm Beast Emperors could no longer maintain their poise.

Their massive faces expressed unprecedented shock and disbelief.

Their eyes, as deep as brilliant stars, flickered with incredulous light.

It was as if the intelligence they had sensed had completely overturned their understanding.

In a region a hundred thousand miles away, a familiar life force was rapidly fading, receding like a tide.

The speed was so fast that they could even feel the wailing of the reversed stream of life.

The anger in the hearts of the Beast Emperors, upon perceiving all this, was instantly ignited, with several of the more impatient ones jumping up in rage and cursing loudly.

"Trash! Just trash! rely a group of ants used as blood food! And it actually failed!"

One of the Beast Emperors was furious, a berserk energy wave emanated around them, causing the ground to shake.

At the sa ti.

Another Beast Emperor was livid, gritting their teeth as they looked into the distance and roared.

"That Golden Armor guy has completely disgraced us Beast God Level beings! This is a colossal humiliation!"

More Beast Emperors looked utterly perplexed, glancing around, trying to find the answers in each other’s eyes, repeatedly growling.

"What on earth is going on? How could such an event happen?"

"Ants shaking a tree, this should be absolutely impossible! How could Golden Armor lose to those insignificant ants?"

"There is sothing wrong inside the light mbrane! Sothing terribly wrong!"

Amidst the chaos and anger, a massive cloud of doubt and panic began to spread in the hearts of the Beast Emperors and Beast King.

Two breaths later, as they felt the gradually weakening life force in the distance, one Beast Emperor stood up first.

"Regardless of that trash! We have to send over so power using bloodline strength now!"

"Golden Armor is still inside the light mbrane, he must not fall so quickly!"

Hearing these words, the other Beast Emperors nodded in agreent.

It was hard enough to trick one fool into going in, to think of motivating others of the sa level to go in again would be sheer fantasy.

At such a critical mont, there must be so assistance given.

Afterward, nurous Beast Gods, using bloodlines as a lead, with the Power of Heaven and Earth and the Law resonating together, continuously transmitted life force to a hundred thousand miles away.

Not hoping for a full recovery on the other side, but hoping that idiot Golden Armor could survive and bring back useful information.

At the sa mont.

On the battlefield, seeing the result after the slash, the tension and worry in Su Die’s eyes gradually dissipated.

The heart which had been hanging in her throat finally settled down slowly.

With a muffled ’humph’, it seed to release all the pressure and fatigue accumulated within her.

At this mont, she appeared to be drained of strength, with the sense of exhaustion coming over her, causing her to weakly fall backward.

Just when she was about to hit the ground, not far behind, Qin Yu and others swiftly moved.

Silhouettes drew clear and powerful trajectories.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared behind Su Die, perfectly catching her frail body on the verge of collapse.

At this very mont.

Qin Yu extended her arm to gently support her best friend’s waist and back, speaking softly.

"Xiaodie’Er! You did it! You succeeded!

That beast has been slain!"

The others also stepped forward, either holding Su Die’s arm or gently lifting her, their movents cautious, fearing to disturb her current fragility and calm.

In this tense yet caring atmosphere, a faint comforting smile appeared on Su Die’s aged face.

The sowhat blurred eyes also revealed a trace of satisfaction.

Yet at that mont, Song Changkong’s deep voice, like a thunderous boom, erupted in everyone’s ears, with an indisputable decisiveness.

"The few of you, quickly escort Chairman Su away from here. Leave what’s to follow to !"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Xiaoxiao’s previously relaxed body slightly trembled. She looked up, her eyes showing a trace of confusion and bewildernt.

Gazing at Song Changkong’s resolute back, she furrowed her brows lightly, her lips parting slightly, her tone full of confusion.

"Leave? Why leave? Haven’t we already succeeded in killing that beast? What other dangers remain here to avoid?"

In the next mont, Song Changkong’s expression turned icy cold, as if capable of freezing the surrounding air.

His eyes glowed with unwavering determination, a resolute and steadfast quality rooted in his very being.

Seemingly able to pierce through all falsehoods, directly reaching the core of the truth.

He tightly grasped the Divine Weapon in his hand, the sword reflecting a faint radiance under the dim light, mirroring his determined and fearless face.

Subsequently, the longsword pointed forward, his voice bellowed, each word like it ca from deep within the soul.

"No! That beast has not died! Or rather, at least now, it has not completely fallen!"

"For existences above Ninth Grade, their fall must be accompanied by celestial phenona, which is a result of power fluctuations and the integration with the World Laws, and cannot be easily concealed!"

"As of now..."

He did not continue further.

But the aning between the lines was understood by all.

No phenonon of falling, naturally also ans not completely fallen.

In an instant, Qin Yu and others exuded intense killing intent, with their minds filled with rage.

It still hasn’t fallen!

Damned! Damned! Truly damned!

To have hard Xiaodie’Er (Sister Su) (Chairman Su) so terribly, it still clings to life.

At that exact mont, above the ground covered in battle flas and dust.

Two colossal massive bodies rose like mountain ridges.

What should have been a broken existence, driven by an indescribably powerful force, began to tremble violently.

And in a scene defying common sense, bizarrely closing in on each other.

A vast and oppressive energy flowed between the two, pulling the fractured parts gradually closer, connecting.

The bones and flesh emitted thunderous booms, challenging the boundaries of life and death, defying the constraints of the Heaven and Earth Laws.

Thanks to the life force transmitted through the bloodline, the skin rapidly healed, the muscle continually regenerated.

Finally, amidst the earth shaking like a mountain, those two parts connected seamlessly together.

Brilliant golden light erupted from the wound, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The Golden Armor Beast Emperor, on the verge of dying, once again stood mightily on the earth.

Its body shimred with golden light, reflecting infinite dignity and pride.

At the mont of revival, the Golden Armor Beast Emperor roared angrily towards the sky.

As if thundering, rushing towards the nine heavens, shaking the wind and clouds, making the heavens and earth tremble.

Within this, contained endless hatred, also infused with the wrath of struggling back from the brink of death.