"Notice, from now on, the small secret realm will be reclaimed, those whose bloodline is contaminated will die, and the rest will be incorporated into Daxia."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of indifference and coldness flashed across the depths of Lin Ping'an's eyes, as if a god high above was making a judgment.

The slender, bony fingers paused slightly in mid-air, as if searching for some invisible veins in the air.

The fingertips trembled slightly, seemingly casually but with incredible precision as they pointed at the void.

At that moment, it seemed as if the entire space was quietly shaking because of this action.

His fingers were like an invisible paintbrush, outlining a mysterious trajectory on the boundless painting of the laws of space.

With this touch, ripples appeared in the surrounding space.

It was like a stone was thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the space.

In an instant, a vast and powerful force erupted from the point where it was touched, sweeping across the entire small secret realm like a tide.

Under the influence of this force, the indigenous human race who were originally bustling about in the small secret realm, each with their own duties, as well as the sect disciples who had not been implanted with the blood of alien beasts, etc.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from the spot.

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

The process was silent but shocking.

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

At this moment, the small secret realm, except for a few scattered places where some breath of air remained, has become empty and lonely, as if it had just experienced a great migration.

In the small secret realm of the empty sect.

Those decaying creatures with the remaining blood of strange beasts are like lonely shadows forgotten by time, lingering on in dark corners.

At this moment, they widened their cloudy eyes in surprise, and their pupils reflected the earth-shaking changes before their eyes.

The sky and the earth were changing rapidly, and endless energy fluctuations swept in like a raging wave, shaking the already weakened minds of these guys.

This sudden and drastic change seemed like the world's final judgment on them, filling their hearts with unprecedented fear and anxiety.

"No! No! No!"

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

"Asshole! Let me go!"

“Roar! Kill, kill, kill!”

“…”

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

But it was all useless. He could only helplessly watch as the energy and blood in his body struggled under the invisible suppression, unable to fully erupt.

The suppressive force was like a towering mountain, heavy and unshakable. No matter how one screamed or struggled, it was difficult to shake it in the slightest.

The trembling body, the conflicted expression, and the eyes filled with despair yet unwillingness are all silently declaring to the world.

Even in desperate situations, these bastards never gave up fighting back.

However, in the face of Lin Ping'an's methods, the last bit of strength these corrupt beasts had left seemed insufficient to change the trajectory of their fate.

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

Every word seemed to carry endless indifference and determination.

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

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 and motionless statue.

Faced with the terrified natives of the small secret realm and the sect forces, he never showed any hesitation or intention of seeking their opinions.

That indifferent expression seemed to be telling the nature of the world where the strong prey on the weak.

In Lin Ping'an's view, the life and death, honor and disgrace of these defenders of the sects were nothing more than an insignificant scene.

All of this happening silently illustrates a cruel but realistic truth.

When there is a huge 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, it can be summed up in one sentence.

What does it have to do with you if I destroy you?

At this moment, Lin Pingan felt the breath in his spiritual realm disappear in an instant.

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

After the preliminary cleaning work is completed, the next step is naturally to start eating the main meal.

In the next moment, Lin Ping'an suddenly restrained the terrifying pressure that was enough to change the color of heaven and earth, and began to devour the entire small secret realm wholeheartedly.

And those mixed-race bastards who were left here crawled up from the ground in a panic.

A scream like a ghost or a wolf howling pierced the night sky, sad and shrill.

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

Strange veins appeared beneath the skin and an eerie light flickered deep in the eyes.

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

And also tried to fight back with this new, evil and disgusting attitude.

However, in front of Lin Ping'an, all of this seemed so pale and powerless.

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

"Oh! The dying struggle of the weak."

After a moment, the air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the entire small 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 organism, or the murmur of a baby about to return to the mother's womb, as if carrying some kind of fateful sense of destination.

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

The power was deep and powerful, like a galaxy flowing back, carrying with it endless pressure, sweeping across 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 overturned at this moment.

Mountains, rivers, plants, and the remaining monsters that didn't have time to take much action.

Their postures were frozen in the twisted folds of space, like a painting that was forcibly torn apart, and were gradually sucked into the small world inside Lin Ping'an's body.

The process was silent but thrilling, and those hybrid monsters were originally planning to make a dying struggle.

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

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

Only an empty and silent void remains.