Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 458: The Terrifying Lin Ping’an—A Mere Spiritual Tho

However, wanting to withdraw now is too late.

The consciousness of Lin Ping’an controlled Su Die’s body, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, sketching a trace of a mocking arc.

"Hmph! A bunch of damn beasts! Do you think this is so random place?"

"Co and go as you please?"

"What a fool’s dream!"

"Since you’re here, be buried here!"

With those words, he slightly closed his eyes.

At that instant, the Power of Laws, as if an invisible hand plucked the strings of a zither, subtly changed.

This change spread like ripples into a boundless dinsion, tranquil and profound, yet possessing enough power to overturn everything.

At the sa mont, a hundred thousand miles away at the light mbrane’s location.

Suddenly, bursts of beastly roars of extre terror erupted.

The roars contained intense panic and confusion, as if facing an unbeatable arch-enemy.

"Impossible! What on earth is happening? My Life Force is rapidly vanishing, like sand swept away by a whirlwind, utterly resistless!"

A Beast Emperor, majestic in form and with scale armor shining brightly, was currently twisting in pain, its eyes which were originally full of majesty now filled with shock and puzzlent.

"Roar! Such a domineering and uncontrollable power! Damn it! Truly damn it! If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Another Beast Emperor was also thrown into unprecedented panic.

Roaring resounded through heaven and earth, yet it couldn’t stop the loss of Life Force.

"Great horror! Unprecedented great horror has arrived!"

"Roar roar roar! Sothing is wrong! There’s sothing wrong inside this light mbrane!"

"Damn Golden Armor, what on earth are you doing?"

"..."

In this vast and boundless space, a multitude of powerful Beast Emperors and Beast Kings all let out deafening howls.

The shock and fear in their hearts transford into cries of lant echoing between heaven and earth.

At the sa ti.

Surrounded by a black hole, the Golden Armor Beast Emperor, who had endured the refining of dozens of black sun-like phantoms, also felt worse than death.

The Qi Blood within surged away like a flood, yet never seed to end.

The power transmitted from the deep bloodline link was also continuously being harvested.

Simultaneously, the Golden Armor Beast Emperor was undergoing a purgatory-like baptism, enduring the utmost pain worse than death.

Dozens of terrifying black sun-like phantoms continuously refined every inch of its flesh and energy.

Its resilient and unyielding body, at this mont, seed to have turned into an unfillable funnel.

The Qi Blood inside, roaring like rivers, surged madly like flood breaking a dam.

Specks of black light turned into sharp scythes, ruthlessly reaping a vast amount of Life Force.

The power transmitted from the deep bloodline imprint was also rcilessly harvested and stripped away.

Bit by bit, like grains of sand silently slipping through fingers.

In the eyes of the Golden Armor Beast Emperor, flashes of pain and struggle glimred, the golden scales shining brightly in the darkness, yet appearing so desolate and tragic.

Roar after roar of beasts, cry after cry of lant, telling of endless pain.

And the Golden Armor Beast Emperor, at this mont, seed to have transford into a huge furnace and transfer station for Qi Blood.

Its inner power circulation system, like an endless vortex, continuously drew vast Qi Blood Power from the countless Beast Emperors and Beast Kings outside the light mbrane.

Like filling rivers flowing in, then through ans such as black sun refining and black hole devouring.

Those Beast Emperors and Beast Kings, at this mont, all beca part of the source of power.

Every breath, every roar, even every drop of blood from a wound, provided fuel for this magnificent transformation ceremony.

A vast amount of Qi Blood Power, after being refined, purified, and enhanced inside the Golden Armor Beast Emperor.

Once again refined and sublimated into a more pure and powerful form.

Ultimately flowing into every inch of skin, every ridian, every cell of Su Die’s body.

But more of it was being integrated into the Little World inside her body, undergoing expansion and strengthening.

This process was awe-inspiring, infusing the entire space with a rich sense of life and the surge of power.

So much so that the whole space seed to co alive, full of the rhythm of life and the surging of power.

And Su Die, having just broken through to Ninth Grade, was nourished in such a way, visibly growing stronger at a rapid pace.

Her skin exuded more radiance, and her bones also reorganized and grew with resounding strength.

This was a great fortune, Su Die’s great fortune, also a great fortune bestowed by Lin Ping’an with a casual thought.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

With every mont, Su Die’s Qi Blood Value skyrocketed.

500,000... 800,000... 1,000,000...

When it reached 1,800,000 Qi Blood, her body had temporarily reached its limit state.

The remaining vast amount of Qi Blood was stored in the Little World inside her body.

anwhile, with the refined and sublimated consumption, those Beast Emperors and Beast Kings also expended a lot of Qi Blood.

But overall, it was at most a minor injury to their Primordial Energy, not to ntion nearing demise.

In the next mont, between Su Die’s eyebrows, it was as if an invisible portal was secretly opened by a mysterious force.

Imdiately after, a stream of light burst forth, rippling energy fluctuations within it spreading like ripples, causing the surrounding air to seemingly tremble.

The light was like a teor streaking across the night sky, carving a stunning trajectory, instantly taking form.

After shaping, what appeared was the image of Lin Ping’an.

His expression indifferent and transcendent, like an ethereal figure walked out from an ink painting, giving a strong visual impact and soul-stirring effect.

His eyes were deep and serene, seemingly capable of piercing the boundary between illusion and reality.

The corner of his mouth held a faint smile, perfectly sketching out a sense of detachnt and composure.

At the sa ti, Lin Ping’an’s Spiritual Thought Body flickered in and out of view in the air.

As if existing at the boundary between existence and nonexistence, making it impossible to grasp his exact location, yet his aura and presence were keenly felt.

Every strand of hair, every fold of his clothing displayed a dreamlike texture under the faint light.

As though it could disperse with the wind at any mont, yet also seemingly capable of eternal existence.

This image was undoubtedly identical to the Spiritual Thought Body that Ninth Grade powerhouses could manifest.

Only, no other Ninth Grade was as abnormal as Lin Ping’an, who could suppress many Beast Emperors and Beast Kings with a single consciousness.

At this mont, Xiong Xiaoxiao and others all bowed their heads, respectfully speaking up.

"Greetings to the Guardian God!"

"Greetings to Lin Guardian God!"

"Salutations to Lin Juedian!"

"..."

The addresses differed, but all were honorifics.

Sotis, the gap in power is too vast to revert to the previous relational state.

Clearly, they were smart enough to know not to mistake personal connections as their own power.

Hearing this, Lin Ping’an nodded indifferently.

"Mm! These beasts have overstepped, ti to deal with them!"

"Cultivation Technique should be practiced well, learn to innovate in due ti!"