Chapter 470: Ruthless Extermination—Annihilating the Entire Clan, A Race Must Depart Together

Of course, within Lin Ping'an's unique and mysterious inner Little World, there is an ethereal desolation, as if it stands apart from the mortal realm.

There are no traces of other living beings here, the only visible remnants are the scattered and varied fragments of Exotic Beast bones.

Few breaths passed quietly, and under the blazing and sacred light of the virtual sun, the furious energy like a fog began a silent transformation.

The immense energy contained within, as if summoned, was thread by thread drawn into the virtual sun.

Every drop of energy was meticulously dissected, refined, until finally being entirely absorbed.

The whole process was like morning dew meeting the sun, evaporating in an instant.

Only a faint residue lingered in the air, attesting to the magnificent spectacle just witnessed.

Under Lin Ping'an's unmatched mighty force, the Exotic Beast Secret Realm, thoroughly crushed, was like a broken painting.

Among them, the slaughtered Exotic Beasts nearly all belonged to the same race.

Except for a few powerful Exotic Beasts with pure bloodlines who held some value.

The fates of the ordinary Exotic Beasts were only left to be refined.

Their life essence, under the catalysis of the mighty force, gradually transformed into fundamental energy, deep and profound.

Like the purest nourishment between heaven and earth, it was an essential foundation for the growth and deepening of the Little World.

To this day, the fate of the once glorious race had been mercilessly pushed into the abyss of decline.

In a hidden location at the rear, the Secret Realm that bore the race's wisdom and hope, the most crucial, was utterly destroyed by Lin Ping'an.

This was not just a loss of material resources, but also a rupture of spiritual sustenance and the cultural foundation of the race.

The Secret Realm once regarded as the cradle of the race, now stood empty.

The lush tree of life withered and decayed, the sparkling Spiritual Spring dried to its depths, and all that symbolized the race's glory had vanished completely.

All of this revealed the harsh reality faced by the race.

They had lost the precious opportunity to ascend and excel in the competitive Mountain and Sea Realm where Ten Thousand Races stood.

On the stage of racial confrontation, they could no longer display the vitality and splendor of the past.

They could only struggle in endless darkness, seeking a glimmer of hope for rebirth.

And this process was undoubtedly long and arduous.

The future, like a wasteland shrouded in haze, was filled with unknowns and challenges.

Moments later, deep in the vast Mountain and Sea Realm, an unprecedented major crisis quietly spread.

The Exotic Beast powerhouses, whose destroyed race's power was extraordinary, seemed to have their heartstrings tugged by some invisible force.

They hurried back from all directions, surging towards the entrance of their race's generations-old Small Secret Realm.

These creatures, clad in colorful scale armor, charged recklessly.

Plowing through layers of cloud-enshrouded towering peaks, skimming over tumultuous ocean abysses, all for that responsibility and mission from deep within their bloodlines.

However, when these mighty Exotic Beast powerhouses finally broke through numerous barriers, reached their target, and attempted to escape into the Secret Realm through a special passage in the Void.

The scene before them stunned them instantly.

The entrance to the Secret Realm, which was supposed to stand in the chaotic void, had vanished without a trace.

As if it had never existed in this world.

This sudden change left these usually proud Exotic Beast powerhouses dumbfounded, as shocked as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

Immediately, an uncontrollable fury erupted like a volcano.

The next moment, they all raised their heads and let out deafening roars, venting their anger and refusal to accept.

"Roar! Damn it! Who is it?"

"Ahhhhh! No rest until death! No rest until death! Kill!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"..."

Yet, after the anger, what followed was deep fear and lamentation.

Looking around the empty void, the fear of losing their foundation and shelter, pierced like ice.

Even these usually majestic Exotic Beast powerhouses couldn't help but shiver, emitting waves of mournful and helpless cries.

"Wuwuwu... Damn... Deserve ten thousand deaths!"

"Home... home is gone!"

"Who did it? I will kill them!"

"..."

Alas, no one responded!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lin Ping'an was not satisfied with the initial blow, nor did he intend to stop there.

Since he once declared to annihilate the race, he must ensure the entire race is entirely wiped out.

One breath later, he took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with resolution and coldness.

Like an emotionless arbiter of fate, about to pronounce the death of a race.

He lifted his slender fingers, pointing lightly in the void.

At that moment, the surrounding time seemed to freeze, an invisible force began to subtly converge.

With the motion, threads thin as spider silk, dense as the starry river, gradually appeared from the void.

Like woven nets of destiny, connecting the different Exotic Beast Races.

Those causal threads were at times bright as stars, at times dim as abysses.

Another point.

A thick causal line symbolizing the rise and fall of a certain Exotic Beast race quietly emerged at the forefront.

At this moment, this main causal line had lost its luster, like the fading glory of a sunset.

On the main line, countless branches were densely branched.

Like meteors in a radiant galaxy, each carrying individual destinies and hopes.

However, within this vast destiny network, ninety-nine percent of the branch lines had reached their end, silently disappearing into the vast time and space.

Besides, those unfinished branch causal lines represented extinguished embers.

The remaining remnants of that Exotic Beast race.

Each branch causal line, its thickness and shade, was intricately linked to the associated Exotic Beast's strength and background.

The more magnificent and substantial the line, the stronger the Exotic Beast it symbolized.

At the same time, such causal lines, like lone boats in stormy seas, were difficult to control, even harder to be influenced or manipulated by external factors.

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

His transcendent power had long surpassed the ordinary understanding, exceeding everyone's imagination.

His mastery and application of the Law had reached a level that left all existences astounded.

For Lin Ping'an, manipulating these causal lines was like a child playing with water, or an artist wielding a brush.

No matter how complex and entangled the causality was, he could easily unravel it in his hands, effortlessly weaving different chapters of destiny.