Invincible Bloodline

This was an ancient proverb that was passed down from ancient times. Every day when the multicolored light on the summit of Wanling Mountain faded away, the restriction on the mountain would disappear, and everyone would go up the mountain!!    

"It's time to go up the mountain!!" Yang Fann muttered in his heart. He did his best to conceal his aura. Like an inconspicuous shadow, he silently hid in the Wanling Mountain. After entering the Wanling Mountain and finding the Bone Spirit Grass, Yang Fann didn't want to complicate things. It wasn't because he was afraid of these demons, but because he was afraid of the mysterious demon behind them. Once that demon was lured out, even if it was him now. . . His cultivation base and strength had improved once again, but he was still not confident that he could defeat that Peerless Great Demon. Demon Marquis was a great demon beast, not Green Flood Dragon Great General. One should know that the lowest level lower Demon Marquis was dozens of times stronger than Green Flood Dragon Great General, who had transformed into a Flood Dragon!    

If those great demons were still within the rolling demon clouds. . . If Yang Fann wanted to secretly move to Wanling Mountain, he might need to spend some effort. None of those great demons were weak. There were even a few of them that gave him a sense of danger, and their auras were terrifying. Even if they were not as strong as Green Flood Dragon Great General, they were not much different. But now, everything was simple. These Medial Demon Generals, which were the strongest amongst them, were only at the level of Medial Demon General. They wanted to find Yang Fann, who was hiding his aura with all his might. He was simply daydreaming!    

"Sou!" Sou!" Swoosh!" . . .    

As Yang Fann leapt towards the Wanling Mountain, many figures turned into specks of light. They were as fast as shooting stars as they headed towards the Wanling Mountain. As the core of the Demon Spirit Secret Realm, half of the essence of the Demon Spirit Secret Realm was condensed in the Wanling Mountain. The density of the Spirit of Heaven and Earth was almost solid. It turned into a fog, not to mention comparing it to a remote place like the Dead Swamp. It was at least several times thicker than the Thousand Demon Mountain Range. The spiritual medicine could grow for a day inside, which was equivalent to ten days in the secret realm. Even longer, the spiritual medicine was a rare thousand-year-old spiritual medicine that could only be found once outside the mountain. It could not be said to be everywhere in the Wanling Mountain, but it was definitely not rare either. Even the legendary high grade spiritual medicine Spirit Fruit was not unheard of!!    

Businessmen were after profits. How could martial artist not be like this? The mountain of spiritual medicines was enough to make countless martial artist warriors go crazy. How could a mere demon stop their burning passion?!    

Unfortunately, the cruel reality had given them a blow to the head. Although most of the big demons had gone to the Wanling Mountain, the remaining demons were still not to be underestimated. Young Giants's grade was still alright as long as he wasn't too unlucky. He could easily climb the mountain after being surrounded by a large number of Demon Generals. After all, the strongest person left in the outer region was the Medial Demon General. Furthermore, there weren't many of them. The Earth Board was one of the top ten levels. If he wanted to go up the mountain, he would have to rely on his luck. Usually, it would be considered pretty good if one of them could go up the mountain. As for the geniuses of the other four sects, it was a hopeless situation. Not even one of the ten could make it up the mountain. More than ten thousand lower Demon Generals were not just for show. Furthermore, there were also countless Demon Soldiers accompanying them. Those were top grade Demon Soldiers. Many of them had the power to challenge Martial Master warriors who were stronger than them!    

"Ah, don't. . . "    

"Don't kill me. . . "    

"'Hate! ' I hate. . . "    

"Kehkehkehkeh! . . . Delicious! Indeed, human flesh is the most delicious! Jiejie Jie. . . . . . "    

" Mine, that arm is mine. Whoever dares to snatch it, I will take his life!! "    

"What a fat thigh, what a delicious brain, hehehehe!!"    

. . .    

Countless desperate cries before death, accompanied by the reckless roars of demons, echoed in the sky. There were also traces of noisy roars mixed within. Those were the quarrels between Demon Generals over a piece of flesh and blood. There were even battles and killings. For these Bloodthirsty demon. . . The most delicious thing in the world was the flesh and blood of humans. For people like them who were imprisoned in a mystic realm, they would only be able to see a human figure after ten years. It was still the demons of a few hundred people, and it was even hungrier!!    

. . .    

"What dense spiritual energy. Cultivating here for a day. It might even be able to last a few days, or even longer. Even lower-grade rank one bloodline experts who practice cultivation here for dozens of years will be able to do so. I'm afraid he'll be able to break through to the High Level Martial Master. " At the foot of Wanling Mountain, there was an empty space. The space was like a curtain. It was torn apart by someone, and a man with an average Qi walked out from it. He was a handsome young man in black clothes, and he was none other than Yang Fann.    

"Hiss! This is a hundred-year-old Golden Ginseng, and this is a hundred-year-old Wood Lingzhi. This is a hundred-year-old Fine Jade Spirit Fruit. . . " Although he already knew that the Wanling Mountain was a great treasure land with countless spiritual medicines, However, after entering the Wanling Mountain, Yang Fann couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. With just a glance, he actually saw over ten hundred-year-old spiritual medicines. Even the Wood Lingzhi was nearly three hundred years old. These were all hundred-year-old martial artists that many high grade martial artist had broken through to the next level. They were not cabbages on the side of the road. It was too exaggerated, too much of an exaggeration!!    

Furthermore, this was only the foot of the mountain. What kind of appearance would the peak of the mountain be like? Could it be that the thousand year old spiritual medicine was like a huge carrot in the field, grabbing a bunch of them? One had to know that in the vast Wanling Mountain, the closer one got to the peak, the more precious the spiritual medicine would be!!    

"Hu!"    

He let out a long breath. Yang Fann calmed his somewhat excited heart, and then his body moved. He arrived in front of the Wood Ganoderma and plucked it. As for the other hundred year old spiritual medicines, they did not move!    

This was already the last day before he entered the Demon Spirit Secret Realm. If he were to waste his limited time on these ordinary hundred year old spiritual medicines. . . He was afraid that he might not even be able to reach the halfway point of the mountain even if he was transported out of the Demon Spirit Secret Realm. There was no other way. There were simply too many spiritual medicines. There were so many of them that it was hard for him to deal with them!!    

. . .    

Six hours later, Yang Fann had arrived at the mountainside of the Wanling Mountain. Along the way, he had reaped a pleasant harvest. Just the thousand year spiritual medicine alone, Yang Fann had obtained over thirty of them. The hundred year spiritual medicines were even more numerous. Later on, all spiritual medicines that were less than five hundred years old. . . He could only endure the pain and give up. He really did not have the time. . . Sometimes, there were too many spiritual medicines. It was also a huge problem!    

However, what made Yang Fann somewhat disappointed was that he did not see the Bone Spirit Grass he was hoping for!    

During this period of time, Yang Fann also encountered many attacks from demons. There was even no lack of Upper Demon General, but without exception. . . All of them had been casually destroyed by Yang Fann as if he was swatting a fly. After half a month of secluded cultivation, Yang Fann didn't care about his own bloodline. Both his bloodline and cultivation base had improved by leaps and bounds. More importantly, the Black Iron Battle Body had improved by leaps and bounds. With just a wave of his hand, he had the strength of tens of billions of cauldrons. An ordinary Upper Demon General struck out with his palm. It could instantly blow up a large group of people!    

. . .    

"No! Still no!!"    

Casually slapping a Medial Demon General that ambushed him into a meat patty, a look of impatience gradually flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. They were almost at the top of the mountain, but they still couldn't find a single Bone Spirit Grass. Although with the resources he had accumulated, even if he didn't have a Bone Spirit Grass, He was confident that he would be able to train his parents to become martial masters. However, this would consume a lot of unnecessary resources. His parents were no longer young. They would have to use the Condensation of Spirit Bones earlier. In the future, it would be easier for him to open his acupoints and become a Marquess.    

Moreover, with the Bone Spirit Grass, It wasn't that Aunt Mei and the others didn't have the chance to break through to the Martial Master Stage. The spiritual medicine that could improve their bloodline was too precious. Even if he had thousands or tens of thousands of spiritual medicine in his universe, the number of spiritual medicine that could be used to improve his bloodline could be counted on one hand. His parents didn't even think that it was enough, so they naturally wouldn't give it to others.    

As long as it was a person, he had his own selfish motives. In Yang Fann's heart, his parents were undoubtedly the first, followed by Aunt Mei. Only after ensuring that his parents needed them would he consider other family and friends!    

"Don't tell me I have to use the Spiritual Sense with all my strength?" A trace of hesitation flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. For the past half a day, He spent most of his time searching with his naked eye, even if he used the Spiritual Sense. However, once he unleashed the Spiritual Sense with all his strength. . . If he swept across the Wanling Mountain, he was afraid that he would explode all the demons. He might even attract the attention of the Peerless Great Demon, "Let's search again. If we still can't find it, we can only use the Spiritual Sense to search. . . "    

. . .    

". . . Eh, what's that? It seems to be a Space Abyssal Tree?" In the blink of an eye, another hour had passed. Yang Fann suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked at the quiet stream in front of him and saw an ancient tree about three meters tall. It looked like a osmanthus tree, but it also had many tangerine-like dark green fruits. His eyes suddenly lit up.    

The high-grade two-star spiritual root of the Cosmic Hades Tree had the effect of nourishing one's mind. It was an excellent supplementary spiritual fruit. However, more importantly, the Bone Spirit Grass was its accompanying spiritual herb. Usually, the place where the Cosmic Hades Tree was located would have the Bone Spirit Grass.    

In next to no time, Yang Fann's gaze subconsciously swept towards the bottom of the Void Underworld Tree. . . .    

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