Daxia Academy, inside Villa No. 1.
Weeds were growing wildly on the ground and it looked like it hadn't been tended to for a long time.
In the living room of the house, Lin Ping'an slowly opened his eyes, and it seemed as if thousands of stars flashed in his eyes, and his whole body gave off a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness.
He has an inexplicable aura, as if he were an ancient practitioner who had experienced countless years of trials and tribulations.
"Three months? That's a lot of time! But there's still a lot left!"
At this moment, he was muttering to himself, and when he looked outside, there was a hint of calmness in his indifference.
In three months, Lin Ping'an successfully unearthed a lot of the blood inheritance memories of nearly five hundred small world beast kings that were suppressed in their bodies.
But each beast king represents a race, and all the inherited memories from its origin to the present.
If you encounter a small race with a short history and little inherited knowledge, it won't take long.
But if you come across a place with a long history and rich heritage, it may take several days.
On average, I only absorb the essence of knowledge from two or three races every day.
After three months, only half of the progress was completed.
The other half, more than two hundred beast kings, are still waiting for the impending disaster.
The next moment, Lin Ping'an had a thought, and a black light rose from the head of a leopard-shaped beast king in the small world inside his body, and the extremely dark demon species broke away from the space of consciousness.
Moreover, all energy-containing entities, such as its blood, flesh and tissue, were absorbed by the demon species and instantly merged into the small world.
In an instant, a skeleton of a strange beast several hundred meters tall appeared here.
Not far away, a group of beast kings who were also trapped and suppressed saw this and all had sad expressions on their faces.
The reason is probably that the fox feels grief over the death of a rabbit, or that they are thinking about their own future fate.
At the same time, streams of spiritual power are constantly communicating.
"The Snow Mountain Leopard King has also fallen. This damn human race is really too much!"
"Cruel! Too cruel! That guy is simply a lunatic! He devoured so many beast kings, and even the beast god was not spared. Isn't he afraid... Isn't he afraid of becoming the public enemy of all races?"
"Who's next? I hope it's not me!"
"I'm doomed. There's no hope! I feel like this little world is getting stronger and stronger. There's no chance of escaping."
“…”
From their perspective, they can clearly see that not far from the Leopard King's bones, there are countless piles of bones in different shapes.
This is not the first time Lin Pingan has done this.
Each time he finished absorbing, he would take back the demon seed and squeeze out the last bit of value from the beast king.
Ever since he had tested it deep in the battlefield of all races last time and discovered that the operation of "Tian Ji Jue" could even block the vibrations of the Beast King's fall, Lin Ping'an returned to Da Xia and began to slaughter the Beast Kings in the small worlds in his body unscrupulously.
Anyway, no strange phenomena will occur. Instead of keeping them in the small world, it is better to let them die early and be reborn.
In a sense, this is also a gift from Lin Pingan after he contributed his bloodline inheritance memory to them.
Sometimes, death is not scary.
The scary thing is that you can neither live nor die.
[Ding~]
[Kill the Beast King... and gain 26975... civilization points]
At this moment, Lin Ping'an glanced at the kill prompt that had just appeared, and didn't pay too much attention to it.
I have to kill several beast kings every day, and the prompt appears several times. I'm used to it.
The beast kings below the third heaven are only given tens of thousands of civilization points on average.
It’s not too much, but not too little either, so let it be!
Then, as a thought flashed through his mind, a brand new panel appeared before his eyes again.
【Name: Lin Pingan】
[Qi and blood: 19.2 million calories/19.2 million calories]
[Spiritual power: 3 million Hz/3 million Hz]
[Power of Heaven and Earth: 3 million points/3 million points]
[Martial Arts Realm: Ninth Grade (Seventh Heaven)]
[Control rules: Law of Gold 79%, Law of Wood 79%, Law of Water 79%, Law of Fire...]
[Created skills: 21 (click to view details)]
[Civilization value: 18 million]
Compared to three months ago, his Qi and blood increased by more than two million calories, his mental strength increased by one million hertz, and his control over the power of heaven and earth increased by one million points.
The five elements, space, sword, sharpness... and other rules that Lin Ping'an usually uses have basically reached the bottleneck of 79%.
Most of the other laws have also been controlled to over 60%.
The number of civilization divisions increased by more than 6 million, and now the total value is 18 million, reaching a historical peak.
Now, Lin Ping'an looked at his own 19.2 million calories of blood and energy, and also felt the unknown bottleneck.
According to the memory knowledge stolen in the past, this number is exactly the limit of the seventh level of Qi and blood.
Going further up is the eighth heaven realm.
However, if one wants to break through, whether it is the human race or the exotic beasts of various races, they all need to go through the five tribulations.
The seventh level is to overcome three disasters, and the eighth level is to endure five calamities.
This has been a constant since ancient times.
Normally, Lin Ping'an was planning to continue practicing "Tian Ji Jue" and directly cheat, using this BUG technique to block the way of heaven and ignore the five calamities to ascend to the eighth level of heaven.
But he didn't know why, when this thought flashed through his mind, his intuition sensed something was wrong, as if this was not a good idea.
Having cultivated to Lin Ping'an's current level, he attaches great importance to this kind of intuition.
It was for this reason that he stopped there and prepared to break through without taking any shortcuts.
After all, every gift from fate has already been secretly marked with a price.
Just like those evil skills created by Lin Ping'an, their effects are more than ten times better than those of the same level, but they also have huge side effects.
This is the price, there is gain and loss!
Lin Ping'an stood up and gently stroked forward with a finger. In an instant, the space in front of him cracked from top to bottom from his fingertips, forming a gap that went straight to the void.
The next moment, with the line as the core, it tore into both sides, forming a silent space channel.
As he approached slowly step by step, the passage was also smoothed out in an instant as Lin Pingan left.
A moment later.
Deep in the battlefield of all races, the new town is defending the city ninety million miles away.
A space crack appeared in the sky and a passage was opened. Lin Ping'an walked out with a swagger and a slightly arrogant step, his face calm.
He was quite familiar with this area. It was the core territory of Ao Hai, the second prince of the dragon clan. The scenery there was also the best place among the territories of the beast kings that were suppressed and looted last time.
His figure flashed and appeared on the top of a peach blossom mountain not far away.
Standing on the highest cliff, I calmly watched the clouds in front of me surge, roll, flow and change.
At the same time, slow down the operation speed of "Tian Ji Jue" and gradually reduce the degree of concealment of one's own cultivation strength.
A vast and powerful pressure of energy and blood emanated from Lin Ping'an's body and swept across ten thousand miles in an instant.