Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

Third, what does destroying you have to do with you? Devour the secret realm and destroy the sect.

"Announcement, from now on, the Little Secret Realm will be reclaimed. Those whose bloodline is contaminated will die, and the rest will be merged into Daxia."

As soon as he finished speaking, a touch of indifference and coldness flashed in the depths of Lin Pingan's eyes, as if a superior god was passing judgment.

The long and well-jointed fingers paused slightly in mid-air, as if searching for some invisible vein in the air.

The fingertips trembled slightly, seemingly casually but with incomparable precision.

At that moment, it seemed as if the entire space was quietly shaking due to this movement.

His fingers were like an invisible paintbrush, outlining a mysterious and unpredictable trajectory on this boundless picture of space laws.

Under this touch, circles of faint ripples appeared in the surrounding space.

It's like a stone being thrown into a calm lake, causing layers of ripples in space.

In an instant, a vast and majestic power burst out from the point of contact, sweeping through the entire small secret realm like a tide.

Under the influence of this power, the originally bustling indigenous people in the Little Secret Territory, each performing their own duties, as well as the sect disciples who had not been implanted with the blood of alien beasts, etc., existed.

In the blink of an eye, they all disappeared.

Their figures seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, instantly crossing the distance of time and space and being teleported outside the small secret realm.

This process is silent but shocking.

It was as if a huge change between heaven and earth had wiped out almost 99% of the traces of life in the small secret realm.

At this moment, the small secret realm, except for a few scattered places where there is still some breath left, has become empty and lonely, as if it has just experienced a great migration.

In the empty sect’s secret area.

Those decayed existences with the blood of alien beasts remaining are like lonely shadows forgotten by the years, lingering in the dark corners.

At this moment, their cloudy eyes widened in shock, and the earth-shaking changes in front of them were reflected in their pupils.

The world is changing, and endless energy fluctuations are sweeping in like a violent wave, shaking the already weakened hearts of these guys.

This sudden change seemed to be the world's final judgment on them, filling their hearts with unprecedented fear and uneasiness.

"No! No! No!"

"Damn it! You can't do this! This is our sect's thousand-year legacy!"

"Asshole! Let me go!"

"Roar! Kill, kill, kill!"

"..."

Although there is a strong desire to survive deep in their hearts and an impulse to fight back.

But it was of no use. I could only watch helplessly as the energy and blood power in my body struggled under the invisible suppression, unable to fully explode.

That suppressive power is like a towering mountain, thick and unshakable. No matter how you roar or struggle, it can't be shaken at all.

The trembling body, the tangled expression, and the eyes full of despair but unwillingness are all silently announcing to the world.

Even in desperate situations, these bastards never gave up their fight.

But in the face of Lin Ping'an's methods, the remaining power of these rotten beasts seemed to be no longer enough to change the trajectory of their fate.

The cold words just now were like a sharp ice blade cutting through the silent space.

Every word seems to carry endless indifference and determination.

When these words fell, the air seemed to be frozen, turning into an invisible hammer of judgment, ruthlessly and thoroughly exposing their fate to the broad daylight.

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Throughout the whole process, Lin Ping'an's eyes remained as calm as an ancient well, without any trace of emotion or pity.

His figure is tall and proud, like an eternal statue.

Facing the frightened natives of the Little Secret Realm and the sect forces, there was never a moment of hesitation or the intention of asking for their opinions.

That indifferent expression seems to be telling the nature of the world where the jungle prevails.

In Lin Ping'an's view, the life and death, honor and disgrace of these defenders of the sect's forces are just an insignificant passing scene.

All of this happening is silently illustrating a cold and realistic truth.

When there is a great disparity in power, the destruction of the weak by the strong is like the wind, frost, rain and snow in nature to the weak.

Whether you accept it or not, it is an irresistible fate.

To sum it up, just one sentence.

What does destroying you have to do with you?

At this moment, Lin Ping'an felt that the breath in the spiritual realm disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the thousands of traces leaving like meteors, he nodded with satisfaction.

After the preliminary clearance work is completed, the next step is naturally to start eating dinner.

In the next moment, Lin Pingan suddenly restrained the terrifying pressure that could change the color of the world and began to devour the entire small secret realm wholeheartedly.

The mixed-blood bastards who were left here climbed up from the ground in confusion.

From his mouth came a scream like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, and the sound pierced the night sky, sad and shrill.

At the same time, the body began to twist and deform.

Strange veins appeared under the skin, and a strange light shone in the depths of the eyes.

The original human form was gradually replaced by the image of a ferocious monster.

And he also tried to fight back with this new and disgusting attitude full of evil.

However, in front of Lin Pingan, all this seemed so pale.

Facing the hordes of monsters that were rushing from all over the secret realm, he was completely unmoved, with only indifference and fearlessness in his eyes.

"Ha! The death struggle of the weak."

After a breath, the air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the entire secret realm began to tremble slowly in a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

This is not an ordinary spatial fluctuation, it is like the throbbing of a living thing, and it is like the whisper of a baby about to return to its mother's womb, as if it has some kind of fateful sense of destination.

As the thought of swallowing flashed through Lin Ping'an's mind, an indescribable power quietly surged out of his body.

The power was deep and powerful, like a galaxy flowing backwards, carrying endless pressure and sweeping towards the entire space.

In the face of this force, the small secret realm instantly lost its original independence, and the laws of space were completely subverted at this moment.

Mountains, rivers, vegetation, and the remaining monsters that didn’t have time to do much.

Their postures were all frozen in the twisted spatial folds, like a picture that had been forcibly torn apart, and they were gradually sucked into the small world inside Lin Ping'an's body.

This process was silent but thrilling. Those hybrid monsters were still planning to fight to the death.

At this moment, his eyes were full of fear and despair, and he could only helplessly be swallowed up along with the world.

At the last moment, the entire small secret realm and everything in it disappeared completely after a faint flash of light.

Only an empty and silent nothingness remains.