Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 137: Ninth Grade Falls, Heaven Weeps Blood, Demon Thought Possession, Sect Leader Falls
The ghost mask on its face was mostly shattered, revealing part of its true appearance.
Overall, the injuries looked severe, but not life-threatening, not quite at the brink of death.
At this moment, Lin Ping’an slightly raised his head, staring directly ahead, his eyes revealing a stern indifference, his tone hiding a murderous intent.
"I underestimated your decisiveness, it’s my carelessness!"
"This time, I must kill you!"
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Grade Sect Leader was initially shocked, then let out a cold laugh.
"Hehehe... Just you? If you were unscathed, maybe not."
"But after consecutively killing several people and being severely injured, how much combat strength do you still have?"
"Trying to scare me off, you’re still too green!"
"This day next year will be your memorial day."
In the next instant.
Lin Ping’an silently activated the Earth Level Technique "Immortal Evil Demon Body," and after a breath, his massive Qi blood healed all his injuries, his combat strength returning to its peak.
Then, without another word, he picked up the Alloy Blade and unleashed his ultimate killing move.
"Life Severing! Soul Destruction! Reincarnation!"
"Three-in-One Technique!"
"Demon Thought Possession, Eternal Fall into Abi!"
In an instant, a monstrous demon shadow appeared behind him, with demon souls and demon thoughts entangling around, revealing infinite ferocity.
In the void, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling filled the air, sending shivers down the spine.
Immediately following, a sinister and awe-inspiring blade light pierced the void, shattering the space.
In a flash, it slashed through everything, reflecting into the deepest part of the opponent’s eyes.
At this moment, in the Sect Leader’s eyes, the scene of the Eighteen Layers of Hell and the blooming of the other shore flower appeared.
The boundless aura of death invaded his consciousness space, constantly eroding his spiritual power and soul.
In the illusion, countless demon thoughts transformed into fierce demon heads, repeatedly biting at the Sect Leader.
Each time, the pain pierced into the marrow and the depths of the soul.
"Ahhhhhh..."
In his laments and cries of pain, the Sect Leader decisively erupted with all his Qi blood, striving with all his might to rid himself of the illusion’s influence. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Then, a flash of light passed through his body, and an Eighth Grade Divine Weapon exuding a frightening aura appeared in his hand.
It was a distinctively recognizable long blade, with cloud patterns engraved on it, making it unforgettable after one glance.
In fact, if not feeling a life-threatening danger, the Sect Leader would never have used the Divine Weapon.
After all, these Evil Cults are merely parasites lurking on the Human Race, and their true body techniques are all secretly hidden.
Like rats hidden underground, once their identity is exposed, they will inevitably face relentless pursuit from Human Race’s powerhouses.
No matter the race, the tolerance for traitors is zero.
In some ways, it can even be said that compared to openly hostile existences, most people detest the traitors of their own kind more deeply.
Now, the appearance of the Divine Weapon also signifies an unending struggle.
If he cannot kill Lin Ping’an, the only remaining outcome is being hunted to death by the Human Race’s powerhouses due to his exposed identity.
After another breath, before the Sect Leader could ponder, that terrifying attack had already arrived instantaneously.
There was no time to dodge, or rather, it could not be dodged at all.
This attack, considered a sure kill, had already sealed off all space in this area.
No escape, he could only bear it head-on.
He infused the majority of the Power of Heaven and Earth in his body into the Divine Weapon, holding it before him.
"Boom~"
"Crack... Crack..."
In the void, there was a faint sound of fragmentation, with cracks appearing on the Eighth Grade Divine Weapon, and parts of it shattered and fell.
The Sect Leader’s life force was also greatly diminished, with the flesh of his hands disappearing, revealing the equally cracked golden hand bones.
Besides that, golden blood spattered from all over his body and fell into the void below, whereabouts unknown.
With one strike, he was already put in a heavily injured state.
Seeing this, a trace of surprise appeared in Lin Ping’an’s eyes, for by his calculation, the attack strength of his Qi blood contained in this move should have been enough to kill the opponent.
Yet unexpectedly, it was blocked.
Indeed, there are always slight differences between real combat and simulation.
Meanwhile, the severely injured Sect Leader’s mouth cracked open with a sinister smile, letting out a wild laugh.
"Hahaha... Now it’s my turn!"
Then, he similarly activated the familiar "Immortal Evil Demon Body" technique, using his previously stored Qi blood to instantly recover the majority of his injuries.
From a critically injured state, he returned to a lightly wounded state.
After a breath, the Eighth Grade Divine Weapon pointed at Lin Ping’an, launching a berserk attack.
Confronted with such a reversal, Lin Ping’an’s eyes slightly moved, yet his tone remained indifferent as ever.
"’Immortal Evil Demon Body’? A traitorous trash like you is worthy to use a technique I created?"
"Today, let me cleanse this blight for the Human Race!"
Upon hearing this, the Sect Leader was instantly overjoyed, his eyes widened, his expression sinister.
"Hahaha... Truly effortless, so you’re that Warrior of Love."
"Killing you! The Divine Race will not only protect me but will also reward me generously!"
"Kill, kill, kill! Die for me!"
Amid his roars, his figure already appeared before Lin Ping’an, the Eighth Grade Divine Weapon gleaming as it slashed through the void, seemingly ready to release its last brilliance.
Yet, in this moment, Lin Ping’an simultaneously activated "Divine Concealment Technique," along with "Illusory Demon Nine Shadows."
Soundlessly and silently, he evaded the attack, appearing behind the Sect Leader.
Immediately following.
Once again, the same Three-in-One Technique appeared, the sinister blade light reappearing, shattering space, striking his back instantly.
This time, the Ninth Grade Sect Leader wasn’t so fortunate as to block it, directly severed into two, upper and lower halves.
At this moment, intense pain surged into his heart, patches of dark void appearing in his mind.
The Sect Leader’s initial joy turned to astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How... how is it possible? You... you... why can you use that attack a second time?"
However, what greeted him next was not Lin Ping’an’s answer but a third, identical Three-in-One Technique.
This time, the attack came from above, splitting him into left and right halves in an instant.
Directly slicing his remaining body into four parts.
And even this was not the end; after unleashing this attack, Lin Ping’an frantically swung the Alloy Blade in his hand, which was now filled with cracks, obliterating the opponent’s body with blade lights.
In a moment, reducing him to countless pieces, turning into fragments of flesh.
The simultaneous eruption of Qi blood power and spiritual power extinguished all the will and possibly hidden spiritual power imprints on him completely.
Thus, the once-dominant Evil Cult Leader who stirred up countless bloody storms within the Human Race.
At this moment, fell in the void.
And at this exact instant, the sky over the Human Race World changed its color, faintly turning blood-red, as if the heavens were shedding tears of blood.
In various cities, countless ordinary people and Lower Third Grade Martial Artists looked up, all greatly frightened, their faces turning somewhat pale.
"Heavens! How scary! What on earth is happening?"
"Look at the sky! It’s entirely red! It seems like a bad omen!"
"What’s going on? Who knows what’s happening?"
"I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel a bit sad for no reason!"
"Quick, go online and ask, maybe some expert knows!"
"..."
Meanwhile, the Middle Third Grades martial artists all had grim expressions, their bodies taut, swiftly returning to their respective posts.
Apart from that, all the Seventh Grade Grandmasters and above suddenly changed their expressions, becoming deeply worried.
At the same time.
In the Martial Arts Association Headquarters, the top office.
The President witnessing this scene, wore a solemn expression, his eyes full of seriousness, whispering to himself word by word.
"Ninth Grade has fallen, the heavens are weeping blood! Something big has happened!"
