In the subsequent exploration of other secret realms.

A sect disciple, facing the arrogant Lin Ping'an, held the long sword shining with cold light in his hand without fear.

At this moment, his eyes were burning with a firm will and he roared to the sky.

"Devil, kill me if you dare!"

The next moment, the air seemed to freeze, and with a loud "bang", it was like a bolt from the blue.

The opponent was hit by a powerful force in an instant, and his body shattered like porcelain, turning into a blood mist that spread in the air and dyed the surrounding space red.

Immediately afterwards, another disciple stepped forward, with the sect's flag fluttering behind him, as if symbolizing his determination to defend the sect's honor to the death.

"I will live and die with the sect! Devil! Kill me if you dare..."

In response, before the disciple could even finish his tragic words, Lin Ping'an chose to fulfill his wish with an expressionless face.

"Bang~"

The sect disciple also exploded instantly in the secret realm, his figure disappeared in the blood mist, leaving only loneliness and sadness.

"How dare you compete with the God of Heaven... Kill him, and I will be there! I swear to live and die with the sect!"

Another disciple stood up with a trembling voice, looking a little unbearable, but actually full of indomitable spirit and pride.

However, all he got in response was cruel fate.

"bump……"

Accompanied by a violent shock wave, the body of this Tianfeng Sect disciple was shattered, but his last words were still echoing in the secret realm.

"Long live the Tianfeng Sect..."

After that, all the disciples and even the elders of the sect stood up roaring.

Exuding endless grief and indignation, they rushed towards the big devil in their minds, ready to fight to the death for the beliefs in their hearts.

Faced with all this, Lin Ping'an just glanced at it indifferently and made a judgment in a cold tone.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot is overestimating its own strength."

After the words fell.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

A series of explosions sounded like a death knell, and clouds of blood mist continued to explode in the secret realm, each one meaning the death of a sect disciple.

One after another, at the cost of their lives, they fulfilled their oath of loyalty to the sect - "Kill me, there will be others to come..."

However, although the sacrifice was tragic, it was also inspiring, and it aroused the passion and fighting spirit in the hearts of those fellow disciples who had not yet fallen, making them more determined to protect the sect and resist foreign enemies.

Unfortunately, the only chance of survival that this action could bring came from Lin Ping'an's kindness.

As long as the other party can agree or feel touched, it is possible to avoid the tragic ending of the sect's destruction.

Obviously, the plan would not succeed at all.

When it comes to Lin Ping'an's progress on the path of martial arts, any signs or possibilities of obstruction will be ruthlessly destroyed by him.

Let alone a dozen disciples from the sect, even if the people in the entire secret realm did not cooperate or resisted, Lin Ping'an would not mind annihilating them all.

Previously, we asked Daxia to settle the natives of the small secret realm just to avoid wasting the new leeks, but to say that we value them very much, I really don’t think so.

If these sect disciples are all stubborn, Lin Ping'an doesn't mind playing Nine Clans Candy Crush. Even if nine clans are too few, adding the tenth clan is not a bad idea.

In this regard, in the subsequent process of devouring other small secret realms.

Anyone who dared to attack him or challenge him was easily crushed to death by Lin Ping'an.

kindness?

Doesn't exist!

Whoever is seeking death should be sent to death.

Don’t even think about going to hell or the underworld. Once you fall, your soul will be torn apart.

After a long time, Lin Ping'an successfully swallowed up all the small secret realms. From a certain perspective, this also eliminated the hidden dangers of the Great Xia Sect.

At this moment, standing on the void, he was calming the turbulent power of rules while recalling the number of the small secret realm he once had.

In total, there are one hundred and eight small secret realms.

Among them, thirty-six are considered large, while the remaining seventy-two are relatively inferior.

Such a wonderful number, coupled with the related memories once acquired.

"Taishan Cave... Lushan Cave... Dongting Lake..."

This series of familiar names, like an ancient spell, easily evoked Lin Ping'an's memory.

The similarity of the name of the secret realm made him think of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed places in Taoist legends.

It is a symbol of the residence of immortals among famous mountains and rivers, and a fairyland that mortals in the world yearn for.

There are 108 of them in total, and the thirty-six small secret realms are at one level, and the remaining seventy-two small secret realms are at another level.

In that case, could it be that... those small secret realms attached to Daxia are the paradises in ancient history?

No, it doesn’t matter whether it is true or not. Lin Pingan has caught them all anyway and stuffed them all into the little world inside his body.

It is impossible to take them out, and turning them into foundation and strength is the greatest use of these small secret realms.

at the same time.

Not only were the powerful men of Da Xia busy, but also the members of various martial arts associations and military warriors throughout Da Xia had no time to rest.

Those small secret realms have a population of tens of millions of indigenous people, or as few as one or two million.

Overall, Daxia has increased its population base by nearly one billion.

In addition, the geniuses of the sects in various secret realms also suffered a fatal blow.

Originally, these geniuses from all sides, even in the state of prisoners, still carried endless arrogance and superiority.

His eyes revealed contempt and arrogance towards this strange country.

However, when they actually stepped into the city of Daxia, with every step on the bluestone paved road, the condescending and arrogant aura began to gradually dissipate.

The geniuses' eyes wandered over the passers-by, and the aura they sensed was like a violent storm that impacted the bottom line of their cognition.

A genius opened his eyes wide and uttered an unbelievable sound in his throat.

"This... How is this possible? The ordinary people here actually have such a profound cultivation!"

He saw a child who looked only seven or eight years old, but the aura flowing from his body was as deep as the ocean, unfathomable and completely beyond his imagination.

"Oh my god! That kid is so tiny, how come his inner strength is stronger than that of a genius like me who has practiced for many years?"

Besides being horrified, my heart was filled with confusion and frustration.

The other sect's genius had a pale face, his hands clasped together, and he muttered to himself.

"Oh my God! Are all the people here demons? Their cultivation is so profound that it is suffocating. This terrifying strength has completely overturned the world I imagined."

Under Lin Ping'an's manipulation, the average strength of Daxia people is between the fifth and sixth ranks.

This is a height that even the geniuses from many large sects cannot reach.

What is even more amazing is that the people of Daxia not only have a solid basic cultivation, but also master many rare and uncanny secret skills.

These unique skills enable them to demonstrate combat capabilities far beyond ordinary people in actual combat.

He can easily crush those so-called "geniuses" with one hand. It is not an exaggeration to compare them to weak chickens.