Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 184: Evil Cult Acting Sect Leader, New Consensus, Desperate Struggle to Kill Lin Ping’an

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Evil Cult Acting Sect Leader, New Consensus, Desperate Struggle to Kill Lin Ping’an

At this moment, Terxi seized the opportunity and spoke harshly.

"Why haven’t you paid respects to the Sect Leader? Believe it or not, I’ll report to the Divine Race, and you’ll be punished!"

Upon hearing this, the few who just offended looked even more unsightly, but eventually held back.

After a few breaths, they lowered their heads, clasped their fists, and gritted their teeth as they spoke in unison.

"We pay respects to the Acting Sect Leader!"

When mentioning the word "acting," the tone was deliberately emphasized.

It was as if they were stating the fact deliberately, you are just a fake acting leader, with mere Fourth Grade cultivation, utterly unworthy of being the Sect Leader of the Divine Sect.

In response, Terxi chuckled inwardly.

In his view, whether acting or not, whether Sect Leader or not, none of these were the ultimate goal.

They were just convenient means!

Seeing that this sinking ship of the Divine Sect was about to capsize, not seizing the opportunity to get some benefits to sever ties would be a massive loss.

At this moment, compared to the others, Terxi was more sober and understood better.

A Divine Sect without even a Sixth Grade is like autumn grasshoppers, it won’t last for long!

The reason it could previously struggle on stubbornly was that the former Sect Leader was a Ninth Grade Powerhouse, supported by four Eighth Grade Grandmaster Elders and twelve Seventh Grade Grandmaster Level Title Envoys.

If a war broke out, it could result in massive casualties, and only with Great Xia’s hesitance could it maintain a certain level.

But now, from various signs, it’s clear that the Martial Arts Association is preparing to thoroughly annihilate the Divine Sect.

Without upper echelon support, the struggle of these small ants below is futile!

At present, the most important thing is how to escape association, or rather, how to avoid the Martial Arts Association’s reckoning.

On the other hand, those few Fifth Grade Evil Martial Artists weren’t to be trifled with. Having just been set up, they immediately chose to counterattack.

"For the Divine Sect, please, Sect Leader, do a major deed after taking office to express loyalty and win the admiration of the Divine Race."

"Indeed, we wish to leave here as soon as possible, please, Sect Leader, lead us in doing something of significant contribution!"

"Time is running out, the Martial Arts Association’s investigation is drawing closer, we must make a significant contribution quickly and then seek refuge in the Divine Race’s territory."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Terxi’s heart sank, and his expression turned cold. He initially wanted to scold and reject.

But seeing those Fifth Grade Evil Martial Artists’ eyes bearing threats, he had to swallow his words.

Lacking strength, it’s hard to speak with confidence.

Moreover, in the sect, the law of the jungle prevailed. At this critical moment, it’s due to a few Fifth Grades being unwilling to let each other take the lead, thus barely securing the title of Acting Sect Leader for himself.

If pushed too hard or refuted too strongly, it could directly lead to deadly consequences.

Up to now, he somewhat regretted fabricating the lie that only by making a major contribution could the Divine Race act and take them to the Divine Race’s territory.

However, no amount of talking now could change past mistakes, and there were no regrets to be had later. Now, he could only bite the bullet and continue the fabrication.

At this moment, Terxi’s brain rapidly brainstormed.

Before long, beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead.

Simultaneously, the eyes of the Evil Martial Artists grew more dangerous.

For them, an Acting Sect Leader unable to bring benefits might as well be dead.

However.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration struck Terxi, and he finally thought of a target, a very suitable target.

Not strong but important, both within their handling capacity and absolutely considered significant contribution.

Moreover, there was a way to conveniently get rid of these troublesome guys.

Within the Divine Sect, having him as the strongest Fourth Grade was enough, any other stronger ones should just die off.

Thinking of this, Terxi calmly spoke.

"The target has long been decided, and that is Great Xia’s number one genius—Lin Ping’an."

"As long as we kill him, all the esteemed elders of the Divine Sect will personally intervene, protect us, and everyone will go to live in the Divine Race’s territory, becoming part of the Divine Race..."

Hearing this, the Evil Martial Artists first froze, then erupted in various voices of doubt.

"Ha? What kind of joke is this? Kill Lin Ping’an? Are you crazy! The entire Great Xia would go mad, are you tired of living?"

"Lin Ping’an? The Civilization Master who created the ’Blood Coagulation Technique’? This... this is too insane!"

"No way! This? It’s a terrible idea! I don’t want to be hunted to death!"

"Ha... Who knows how many powerhouses are guarding Lin Ping’an! Killing him? It’s practically a suicide mission!"

"..."

Facing the questions, Terxi remained calm, with a hint of ridicule on his lips, his tone full of temptation.

"As members of the Divine Sect, are you really so cowardly?"

"First, Lin Ping’an only has Fourth Grade Peak cultivation, well within our range to eliminate."

"Second, he recently published an Earth Level Technique, ’Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique,’ which poses a significant threat to the Divine Race, and his identity as a High Tier Civilization Master makes him comparable to Grandmaster Level powerhouses."

"Such a threat of great significance, with high status but weak strength, only exists in this one target."

"If we can eliminate this menace, the esteemed leaders of the Divine Race will certainly be pleased, intervene to take us away, and protect us."

"Besides, even if we don’t kill Lin Ping’an, do you think the Martial Arts Association’s lackeys will spare us?"

The remnants of many Evil Martial Artists pondered over this, noting there were no flaws in the reasoning.

Not killing Lin Ping’an = Being hunted.

Killing Lin Ping’an = Being hunted crazily, but a chance to survive.

Between certain death and a slim chance, anyone with sense knows what to choose.

Clearly, these Evil Martial Artists want to live, even if it’s just a slim chance, they want to grasp it.

Moreover, the odds of receiving protection from killing Lin Ping’an are far greater than mere hope.

In just a short moment, a unified thought arose in their hearts.

Kill Lin Ping’an, they must kill Lin Ping’an; as long as they kill Lin Ping’an, they’ll survive.

Seeing this scene, a sneer flashed in Terxi’s eyes as he contemplated how to kill two birds with one stone, use others to accomplish his goals, and scheme against everyone...

Meanwhile.

Deep within the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, near a giant altar.

A Beast King shook its head, snapped out of a daze but then shockingly discovered.

The small spatial passage tunnel that had just appeared was gone again.

In other words, the connection was severed once more.

Instantly, the Beast King’s temper flared up.

"Moo... Damn it! Damn it! So angry... I’m so angry..."

"Boom boom boom~"

The nearby area within a dozen miles trembled again, and the loud noise scared off countless exotic beasts.

Other Beast Kings, and those Human Race powerhouses of Mountain and Sea City, also cursed angrily.

"Damn mad cow, one day I’ll butcher it!"

"Hmph! What madness is this? Truly sick!"

"I wonder if that Beast King caught mad cow disease, can such diseased exotic beasts be eaten after slaughter?"

"Damn it, it’s happening again, I’m so mad, don’t stop me, let me kill that beast."

"..."

An hour later.

After venting once more, the bull-shaped Beast King recovered some sanity, preparing to sacrifice another Middle Tier Exotic Beast to regain contact.