Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 135: Kill, Kill, Kill—One City After Another, Until the Evil Cult Collapses and the Sect Leader Goes Mad
Unless, revealing the effect of the "Soul-Searching and Soul-Seizing Hand" technique could work.
But the hidden dangers of the technique are too great, and only Lin Ping’an can use it without repercussions.
If he can’t gain others’ trust, it might backfire on him.
Not to mention, it might allow evil martial artists to obtain and use it as well.
After all, during Soul Searches, he learned from the memories of those evil martial artists that the evil cult widely promotes techniques like the "Concealing Breath Technique" and "Stealth Technique".
In comparison, a technique like "Soul-Searching and Soul-Seizing Hand" is far more sinister, and those beasts use it more unscrupulously than the Martial Arts Association enforcers.
Lin Ping’an doesn’t want to aid the enemy, having his own creations used against him and against the entire human race.
Considering all factors, instead of being indecisive, it would be better to become an invisible assassin, secretly purging those beastly traitors completely.
Anyway, Lin Ping’an doesn’t care about others’ opinions, nor does he care about any curses spoken behind his back.
There is a saying he strongly agrees with:
My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, all that I do is for justice.
At this moment, it should be like this.
At the same time, the Martial Arts Association in Kyoto City is brightly lit, with officers coming and going, working overtime.
In the top floor office.
"President, the data has been compiled. Since noon at 12 o’clock, there have been 32 cases, totaling 36 deaths."
"The deceased are spread across various industries, currently no connections have been found among them, 23 of whom are martial artists, with the highest cultivation at Third Grade Peak and the lowest at First Grade High Rank."
"The remaining 13 were ordinary people without cultivation."
"However, the strange thing is, 7 of them were evil martial artists hiding their identities."
"..."
At this moment, a subordinate was reporting the situation continuously.
Not far away, the president of the Kyoto City Martial Arts Association listened with furrowed brows.
After a long time, he waved his hand to let the subordinate leave.
Then, the president was constantly thinking and analyzing.
"Evil martial artist? Ordinary person? Coincidence or connection? Who is the perpetrator?"
"What does the ghost mask symbolize?"
...
The next day, Lin Ping’an went out again.
This time, he was faster, and more ruthless.
Soul-searching and killing, nonstop.
One... two... three...
Silently, hidden in the city, evil martial artists, and those related to the evil cult, died one by one in agony.
Moreover, before dying, they suffered soul torture.
No matter how many, as long as they were connected, Lin Ping’an would find them and deliver a soul-searching beheading experience.
During this, he even found a stronghold, inside which a group of evil martial artists were all killed by him.
Even though there were two Fifth Grade martial artists, facing Lin Ping’an with Ninth Grade combat power, they were as good as served up on a platter.
Without even a chance to fight back, they became souls.
In his spare time, he also conducted experiments, studying the so-called bloodline erosion inside them.
That night, the entire city was cleared of anything connected to the evil cult.
No matter how innocent-looking or high-status their body techniques were on the surface, the result was the same.
Death!
After accomplishing all this, Lin Ping’an did not return to the Great Xia Academy but instead took transportation to another city.
Previously, he had received several tasks regarding the evil cult, spread across different cities.
Moreover, for Lin Ping’an, simply wiping out evil martial artists in one city could not satisfy his intent.
This was only the beginning, not the end.
Thus, while Kyoto City’s Martial Arts Association was still overwhelmed, the initiator had already left.
In the following half month, one city after another encountered similar scenarios.
Every assault was soul-searching and murder.
If Lin Ping’an couldn’t be immune to the aftermath, ordinary people wouldn’t dare to do this.
Moreover, during this period, he discovered that after multiple soul searches, the conglomerate of memories would manifest in his mental space.
Grinding and crushing it, leaving ownerless spiritual power, could further strengthen his own spiritual power progress.
Driven by deep hatred and being able to indirectly enhance his spiritual cultivation, Lin Ping’an went into a killing frenzy.
Evil martial artist?
Death!
Evil cult member?
Death!
Human race traitor or spy?
Death!
One city after another, kill kill kill kill kill.
In a short time, cities experienced consecutive bloody incidents, unleashing a tumultuous storm.
The ghost mask-wearing masked identity was also listed as a wanted criminal in Great Xia.
The charge being massacre of innocents.
Lin Ping’an didn’t care about this.
During this time, Grandmaster-level and even Grandmaster-level powerhouses made attempts, but they couldn’t trace Lin Ping’an’s whereabouts.
With his spiritual power reaching tens of thousands of Hertz and a two-kilometer control radius, it wasn’t within reach of those Seventh and Eighth Grades.
Even once, a Ninth Grade powerhouse made an attempt, but it had no effect.
A combat power outburst of two hundred thousand cards of Qi Blood, far surpassing the normal Ninth Grade.
Meanwhile.
As time went by, a series of frequent bloody incidents unknowingly spread online.
It also sparked continual controversy, with soaring heat, numerous participants discussing.
Various social platforms, chat tools, even within the Celestial Dao Network, were buzzing with related topics.
Articles after articles dominated the major trending lists.
"Oh my! It’s terrifying! Who is this person? Why is he killing everywhere?"
"I found that a large portion were hidden evil cultists, could it be that others killed also have hidden identities?"
"Justice envoy? No! Just a mad person meting out personal justice!"
"All evil cult members? Are you kidding? Our Hu Hai City’s Ritual Pharma CEO was murdered, himself a benevolent philanthropist, helping countless people, the killer is just a lunatic!"
"Terrifying! When will our human race’s powerhouses act? Don’t let this guy rampage on anymore!"
"..."
On the other hand, with the massacre, evil cult members also realized it, hiding after orders from higher-ups.
Others might not understand, but those in the upper echelons of the evil cult knew well?
That ghost mask powerhouse wasn’t randomly killing, but intentionally hunting evil cult members.
There is a saying, those who wrong you know better than you how wronged you are.
Now, these fellows were such.
At this moment, somewhere in the void.
The Four Great Elders, Twelve Great Title Messengers, and the enigmatic Sect Leader, all appeared.
"A bunch of useless, my dignified Divine Sect, being made so miserable by one person, a disgrace to the Divine Sect’s name!"
"Find out his identity and kill him!"
"Otherwise, the useless have no value in existing."
Upon hearing the Sect Leader’s furious speech, the Four Great Elders and eleven of the Title Messengers all trembled, bowing their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.
However, only one incongruous figure among the evil cult Title Messengers stood out like a crane among chickens.
Seeing this scene, the Sect Leader’s eyes showed a cold gleam, the expression carrying killing intent.
"Damned! What is your demeanor? Wait! No, who are you really?"
The others also raised their heads, casting a vigilant gaze towards that side.
Upon hearing this statement, that evil cult Title Messenger casually removed his mask, tossing it aside.
Revealing the ghost mask underneath.
Immediately.
Lin Ping’an’s indifferent voice transmitted from behind the mask.
"Who am I? I’m the one you’ve been wanting to kill!"
"You don’t need to search for me anymore, I’m here on my own initiative!"
"To be honest, thanks for gathering together, saves me the trouble of hunting one by one!"
