Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 267: Violet Blade Light, Shattering the Endless Dead Domain—A Single Move Surpassing All Limits

At the same time, he did not forget to gather the other human martial artists within the defensive range, helping them to buy time.

At this moment, these powerhouses were both angry and frustrated.

"Damn! I'd die before I'd have thought that I'd end up in such a situation, not even qualified to watch the battle," Old Zhou spat.

"Being weak is the original sin. If I make it out alive, it will be time to train hard again!"

"That's right! I've been stuck in the Ninth Grade Realm for too long, thinking there's no way to climb any higher, and haven't made much progress for decades. Now, it all seems like a joke!"

"I've been a frog at the bottom of the well for too long, and I also have the urge to climb towards Martial Arts Peak again."

"Alright, you bastards, stop pretending. Hurry up and help block it. The area of corrosion is getting stronger. If we can't withstand it, saying more crap is useless."

"..."

Other martial artists protected in the safe zone felt a mixture of shame and anger. They looked up at the seniors standing tall, shielding them from the storms, and they clenched their teeth hard enough to break them.

As martial artists, they could only cower under the protection of the strong and burden the seniors of the Human Race.

Weak!

Truly too weak!

In the sky, Lin Ping'an, who was under the primary attack of the domain, swept his spiritual power and noticed the situation below.

With a thought, part of his Qi Blood spread out, forming a red protective shield to cover those Humans caught up.

Then, with a hint of indifference, he looked at the Dragon Race's Second Prince, Ao Hai.

"Beast! I didn't strike you down hard before because you had some use."

"Now?"

"You're truly seeking your own death!"

"Life Severing! Soul Cutting! God Extinguishing! Three-in-One Technique! Kill!"

With a soft shout, Lin Ping'an used the ultimate move of the Abi Dao Three Blades.

Three soul-captivating and soul-stealing purple blade beams merged into one, then burst out with ten times the attack strength momentum.

In an instant, they sliced through the darkness, illuminating the field and striking towards the Black Dragon with the speed of a bolt of lightning.

In response, a fleeting moment of crisis flashed through the heart of the Dragon Race's Second Prince, Ao Hai, as he looked at the terrifying blade beams approaching, nearly scared out of his wits.

"What? How is this possible? How can you be this strong?"

While speaking, he hurriedly manipulated the rules within the Infinite Death Domain, gathering wind, rain, and thunder in the path of the blade beams' progress, constantly crashing and corroding them.

But only slightly weakened it.

In a moment of crisis, he dodged with all his might.

"Roar... roar... roar... ah... ah..."

Moments later, the Infinite Death Domain was broken, long-lost sunlight shone through the fissure above, pouring down.

Soon after, the gap widened, and the darkness gradually disappeared.

On the other side, the several-thousand-meter-long Black Dragon was cut down from the abdomen, losing more than a hundred meters of flesh.

Countless golden blood sprayed down from the sky, crashing into the ground, creating deep pits one after another.

Some exotic beasts were instantly smashed into pieces and killed, while others were fatally wounded and went berserk from erosion and died.

At the same time, the golden blood emitted anomalies and endless temptation, causing nearby exotic beasts that had survived to immediately lose their senses, with red eyes, frantically devouring the blood, hoping to use it to evolve.

Devouring the blood would lead to erosion; surviving would mean bloodline purification, failing would mean falling at that moment.

Whether they survived or not, all exotic beasts lucky enough to consume the golden blood faced merciless attacks from other beasts.

The greed for bloodline evolution was engraved in their bones, and even if beast soldiers and generals tried to use bloodline suppression to drive off other middle-low tier exotic beasts, it was utterly futile.

At that moment, the exotic beasts' intelligence was long gone, and bloodline suppression was useless.

Anyone hindering their evolution was a complete enemy.

In just a matter of breaths, the ground turned into a meat grinder-like grave.

Countless exotic beasts fought frantically, losing all sanity and the ability to avoid harm, leaving only battle and evolution.

Every moment, a large number of exotic beasts fell, with severed limbs scattered everywhere, and the air instantly filled with an overwhelming bloody smell.

Higher-level blood, to lower-level beings, is a heaven-sent material capable of changing everything.

As the saying goes, when a whale falls, all things are born, so it is.

Not far away, many human race powerhouses couldn't resist grabbing some of the blood nearby, but they did not venture further.

They were well aware that the most crucial thing now was to leave this area.

No matter how great the benefits, one needs to be alive to enjoy them.

The most important thing for a person is to be self-aware.

Clearly, although they were once Ninth Grade powerhouses and always at the pinnacle of power,

At this stage, they were not even qualified to spectate, unable to withstand the aftermath or area attacks of those two fighting.

At this moment, it was the right time to leave.

If they delayed, these powerhouses couldn't guarantee they would be lucky enough again to withstand another ripple attack.

Although they observed that the Dragon Race's Second Prince seemed seriously injured, one must know that a wounded beast is most ferocious when injured and near death.

If they stayed nearby, what would happen to Lin Ping'an was unknown,

But they, the spectators, would be 100% doomed.

Meanwhile.

In major live broadcasts, countless people saw the scene after the darkness receded and immediately cheered.

"Oh oh oh! This is wonderful! We won! That great man is incredible; he actually injured that damned Black Dragon! The Human Race is saved this time!"

"Hahaha... Long live the Great Xia Myriad Races... Long live the Human Race... Long live the hero!"

"So awesome, incredibly awesome!"

"Oh my God! Those exotic beasts have gone mad! They're killing each other!"

"That must be the hero's means, truly amazing!"

"A bunch of idiots! Those exotic beasts are fighting over the Black Dragon's blood, hoping to use it for bloodline evolution."

"Oh my God! Black Dragon blood! Who knows how strong the effect would be if refined into essence blood, I really want to get my hands on some!"

"Fool, stop dreaming! That Black Dragon is unbelievably strong, its essence blood must be the highest grade of heavenly materials and earth treasures, and it won't fall to the likes of a small fry like you!"

"Right! Even if you get it, so what? Can you withstand it? Didn't you see several Middle Tier Exotic Beasts explode and die after consuming it? Do you think you can withstand it better than those beasts?"

"Everyone needs a bit of self-awareness, stop daydreaming all the time!"

"..."

On the battlefield, with a thought, Lin Ping'an cast the more-than-a-hundred-meter-long Black Dragon flesh into his Little World for refining.

This is excellent material for enhancing the Little World and cannot be wasted.

Originally, with his well-calculated plan, Lin Ping'an could have split that Black Dragon in two.

But he suddenly remembered something.

Perhaps, he could use the "Soul-Searching and Soul-Seizing Hand" to gain considerable insight from this Black Dragon's mind.