Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 189: The Power of Immortal Evil Demon Body—Eerie Human Race Powerhouses Revive Fully Mid-Battle

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: The Power of Immortal Evil Demon Body—Eerie Human Race Powerhouses Revive Fully Mid-Battle

Of course, it’s still too early to say all these now.

At this moment, Lin Ping’an finished his round of cultivation, diverted a thought to connect with the Celestial Dao Network, took a quick look around to understand the sales situation.

Afterwards, he disconnected again and continued his cultivation.

He was very interested in whether achieving Golden Body Ninth Forging at the Eighth Grade Realm would cause a transcendence and sublimation of Qi Blood.

Therefore, he was also somewhat impatient, not wanting to delay his cultivation time.

Thus, just two minutes after leaving seclusion, Lin Ping’an went back to seclusion.

During this period, he even ignored communications from the principal and other school leaders.

No one should think of disturbing his cultivation.

Meanwhile.

Deep within the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, near Mountain and Sea City, the battle still continued.

From time to time, one would see Beast Kings falling from the sky, or Human Race warriors being blown away.

But within a few breaths, they would return to join the battle.

On average, each Human Race warrior was being surrounded by at least three Beast Kings.

For some of the more well-known warriors, they were being besieged by even more Beast Kings, reaching seven to eight at times.

Except for the twenty or so Beast Kings who were ambushed and taken down at the beginning, all other attempts to blow them apart required a protracted battle.

Both Beast Kings and Human Race warriors, having grown to such strength today, had experienced countless battles, each rich in experience.

Once prepared, it would not be easy to find a fatal weakness and defeat them simply based on that.

Time ticked by slowly.

At the initial stage.

The Beast Kings, while angry, were full of confidence.

"Damn Humans, I will tear you to pieces!"

"Weak ants, I will surely devour you all."

"Just a bunch of blood meals, become nourishment for growth!"

"..."

The meaning of the messages transmitted through Spiritual Power was increasingly provocative and brimming with juvenile arrogance.

However.

Following wave after wave of cunning maneuvers by the Human Race warriors, the Beast Kings suddenly panicked, with their anger being overtaken by shock, disbelief, and other emotions.

"Roar... What? This can’t be! Weren’t you severely injured just now? How are you suddenly fine? Illusion! This is an illusion!"

"Damn... despicable... you bastards... cheating... if you have the guts, don’t recover!"

"I’m so mad... You turtle-like toughness!"

"Why? Why can you be revived by doing a sit-up? Damn it! How can Humans have such abilities?"

"What is this ability? Oh no! You’re cheating! I’m going to report... report... Heaven, please ban these cheaters!"

"..."

During the battle, the Human Race warriors frequently used the "Immortal Evil Demon Body," making them as tough as Xiaoqiang.

In the previous moment, they were grievously injured, their bodies hit through.

But in the next instant, they would shout, "What are these minor pains and sufferings, Exotic Beasts die!" and then charge ahead with full strength and red eyes.

Even their momentum seemed to be stronger than before by three measures.

Scenes of exchanging wounds for wounds, exchanging severe injuries for fatal blows, would occasionally appear.

Many Beast Kings were intimidated by the fearless fighting spirit, fighting hesitantly and cautiously.

Even beasts cherish their lives, and in some respects, these Beast Kings had an even stronger survival instinct.

They knew well that if they exerted too much effort here and got marked for it, it could lead to mutual destruction, and then it would be a huge loss.

Moreover, these Human warriors appeared to have some lock-blood buff activated one after another.

No matter how they struggled to heavily injure them, it wasn’t long before they were fully recovered again.

The absurdity of this process made it hard for the beasts to believe, leaving these Beast Kings questioning their existence.

Are you kidding?

Are these really Humans?

In addition, there was occasionally a strange purple knife glow appearing with extremely high attack strength, its sharpness so great that even the Beast Kings known for their defense could not stop it.

Once hit, it would break their defenses, and innate divine techniques were of no use.

A day later, two days later, three days later... three days and nights of fierce fighting passed, yet the battle was still not over.

Outside Mountain and Sea City, the clashes of auras and booming shouts continued, uninterrupted.

Over the past few days, as the fighting continued, the sky wept blood more frequently.

Each time it appeared, it represented the fall of a Beast King.

Yet the Human warriors, although none had died yet, showed visible traces of fatigue on their faces.

After all, while Qi Blood and spiritual strength could be restored with the "Immortal Evil Demon Body," the exhaustion of the mind had no solution.

On the other hand, the enormous beast eyes of the Beast Kings were filled with panic and fear.

Undeniably, this time, the performance of the Human Race warriors was incredibly unreal, completely incomprehensible.

Compared to before, it was like they were an entirely different race.

On the ground below, over thirty massive beast corpses, each hundreds of meters long, were piled together.

Blood flowed like rivers, the stench was overwhelming, and murderous aura enveloped every inch of the space.

Even though these were just corpses, the remnants of the Ninth Grade Beast Kings’ aura deterred middle and lower tier Exotic Beasts from approaching, or they simply knelt from afar in worship and submission.

The scene entered another brief standoff, where twenty or so Human Race warriors stood silently in the void, secretly catching their breath and ready to fight once more.

While on the other side, seventy or so Beast Kings gathered, vigilantly on guard.

In the void, the Three Giants of Great Xia remained hidden, without leaking any aura, unnoticed by either side present.

During the chaotic battle, these three had secretly intervened, covertly killing several Beast Kings, saving some of the Human warriors from extreme peril.

After all, amidst the battlefield’s changing dynamics, even well-prepared plans were susceptible to unforeseen risks.

And the intentions and purposes of the Three Giants were simple, merely to fill any gaps.

If they openly stood in the clear, their influence on the overall situation would be limited.

Conversely, by concealing themselves, it was easier to achieve other gains.

Whether it was rescuing fellow comrades or making a covert kill, it would go more smoothly.

Even before the battle began, the tremendous gains and advantage obtained by the first wave of surprise attacks from the twenty or so Human warriors had successfully proven this principle.

Now, likewise.

A dozen minutes later, while the Beast Kings were looking at the Human Race warriors with dread, their gaze swept over the thirty or so beast corpses below, revealing hints of greed.

Although the previous battle had been quite a failure, they were still tempted by the spoils of war.

For these Beast Kings, devouring a large number of ordinary Human Race members had benefits, and devouring Human warriors had even greater benefits.

Likewise, devouring other races’ Beast Kings of the same rank held substantial advantages.

Due to certain rules established within the Ten Thousand Races, Beast Kings couldn’t openly engage in fighting and devouring, but if it was a beast corpse killed by Human warriors, then devouring it posed little issue.

Thinking of this, many Beast Kings, though the battle wasn’t over, began to entertain some ulterior motives.

Given the losses so far, instead of continuing to fight, it would be better to snatch a corpse and hide away.