Of course, in Lin Ping'an's unique and mysterious little world inside his body, it was empty and lonely, as if it was independent of the world.

There are no signs of any other living creatures here. The only things that can be seen are the scattered fragments of bones of strange beasts in various shapes.

A few breaths of time passed quietly, and the blood-dancing energy that was as violent as fog began a silent transformation under the shining and sacred light of the virtual sun.

The powerful energy contained in it was sucked into the virtual sun bit by bit, as if it was inspired.

Every drop of energy is carefully analyzed and smelted until it is finally completely absorbed.

The whole process is like morning dew meeting the sun, evaporating instantly.

Only a faint lingering scent remains in the air, heralding the magnificent feast that just took place.

Under Lin Ping'an's unparalleled power, the secret realm of strange beasts was completely crushed, like a broken painting.

Among them, almost all the strange beasts that were slaughtered belonged to the same race.

Except for some powerful and pure-blooded exotic beasts, they still have some value.

The other ordinary strange beasts only had the fate of being refined.

Under the catalysis of powerful force, their life essence is gradually transformed into basic energy, deep and heavy.

It is like the purest nourishment between heaven and earth, and is an important cornerstone for building and strengthening the growth and foundation of the small world.

Today, the fate of this once glorious race has been ruthlessly pushed into the abyss of decline.

The secret place in the rear area, the one that carried the wisdom and hope of the race and was also the most important secret place, was completely destroyed by Lin Pingan.

This is not just a loss of material resources, but also a rupture of spiritual sustenance and ethnic cultural roots.

The secret place that was once regarded as the cradle of the race is now empty.

The luxuriant tree of life withered and died, the brilliant spiritual spring dried up, and everything that symbolized the glory of the race disappeared.

All of this reveals the grim reality facing this race.

They have lost the precious opportunity to strive for progress in the mountain and sea world where thousands of races exist and competition is fierce.

On the stage of racial confrontation, they can no longer display their former vitality and elegance.

One can only grope hard in the endless darkness, searching for that glimmer of hope for rebirth.

And this process is undoubtedly long and arduous.

The future is like a wasteland shrouded in haze, full of unknowns and challenges.

A moment later, in the depths of the vast mountain and sea world, an unprecedented major crisis quietly spread.

Those powerful and extraordinary beasts from the destroyed race who went out seemed to be pulled at the heartstrings by an invisible force.

They rushed back from all directions, rushing towards the entrance of the small secret realm where their race had lived for generations.

These beasts were covered in colorful scales and rushed around rampagingly.

We have crossed the towering mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, and passed through the turbulent blue sea, all for the responsibility and mission that comes from the depths of our blood.

However, when these extremely powerful and ferocious beasts finally broke through numerous obstacles, reached their target, and tried to escape into the secret realm through a special channel in the void.

The scene before them instantly shocked them.

The entrance to the secret realm that was supposed to stand in the chaos and nothingness had disappeared without a trace.

It's as if it had never existed in this world.

This sudden change made these powerful beasts who usually looked down on their peers stunned at first, and they were stunned as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

Then, an uncontrollable rage erupted like a volcano.

The next moment, they all looked up to the sky and let out deafening roars, venting their anger and unwillingness.

"Roar! Damn it! Who is it?"

“Ahhhhh! Fight until death! Fight until death! Kill!”

“Roar! Roar! Roar! Kill, kill, kill!”

“…”

However, after the anger, what followed was deep fear and wailing.

Looking around at the empty void, the fear of losing one's roots and shelter was as chilling as ice.

These usually majestic and awe-inspiring beasts could not help but tremble in fear, letting out sad and helpless cries.

“Wuwuwu… Damn it… This is truly a crime that deserves death!”

"Home...home is gone!"

"Who did this? I will kill him!"

“…”

Unfortunately, no one responded!

At the same time, on the other side, Lin Pingan was not satisfied with the initial blow, nor did he intend to give up.

Since they have threatened to exterminate the entire race, the entire race must be wiped out completely.

After a moment, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination and coldness.

It was as if a ruthless judge who controlled fate was about to declare the death of an entire race.

He raised his slender fingers and lightly touched the air with his fingertips.

At this moment, the time around seemed to freeze, and an invisible force began to gather quietly.

As the movement progressed, causal lines as thin as spider silk and as dense as stars gradually emerged from nothingness.

Like an interwoven web of fate, it connects the different races of alien beasts.

Those causal lines are sometimes bright as stars and sometimes dark as the abyss.

Again a little bit.

A thick causal line, symbolizing the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of a certain alien beast race, quietly emerged in the forefront.

At this moment, this main causal line has faded, like the glory that is about to disappear in the setting sun.

There are countless branches densely distributed on the main line.

Just like shooting stars in the brilliant galaxy, each carries the destiny and hope of an individual.

However, in this huge network of destiny, 99% of the forks have come to an end and disappeared silently in the vast space and time.

In addition, those branching causal lines that have not yet ended represent the extinguished embers.

They are also the last remaining remnants of that alien beast race.

The thickness and depth of each branch causal line are closely related to the strength and background of the associated exotic beast.

The more majestic and powerful the lines are, the more powerful the beast they symbolize is.

At the same time, such a causal line is like a lone boat in a storm, which is difficult to control and even more difficult to be influenced and controlled by external factors.

However, in Lin Ping'an's eyes, all these so-called difficulties and challenges seem insignificant.

His extraordinary strength has long surpassed the scope of worldly cognition and exceeded everyone's imagination.

The degree of mastery and application of the laws has reached a level that astonishes all beings.

For Lin Pingan, playing with these cause and effect lines is like a child playing in the water or a painter painting.

No matter how complicated and difficult the causal entanglement is, it can be easily unraveled in his hands, and different chapters of destiny can be woven with ease.