Invincible Bloodline

When people are unlucky, they have teeth stuck in cold water. Sometimes it's true.    

    

Putting aside the fact that he had been tricked for no reason, he had also set up an inescapable net, which was interlinked with each other. He was pressing forward step by step, wanting to take his life. It was not easy for him to borrow the strength of the substitute puppet to escape with a fluke. Unexpectedly, he was unlucky enough to encounter the Spatiotemporal Storm again.    

    

This luck was truly out of this world!!    

    

One had to know that the Spatiotemporal Storm was something that was rarely seen. That probability was simply not much better than the sun rising from the west.    

    

If not for Yang Fann's Body being powerful enough, it would be even more powerful than many top grade treasures. At this moment, the grass on his tomb would have already reached thirty feet.    

    

This time, it was definitely the most serious injury Yang Fann had ever suffered since he stepped onto the path of cultivation. Even with his heaven defying recovery ability, which was comparable to an undying body, it was likely that he would not be able to recover without a year and a half of rest.    

    

This was under the condition of sufficient resources. Otherwise, the time would be delayed by at least ten to twenty years.    

    

However, in detail, Yang Fann didn't suffer a great loss this time. If it wasn't for the Grand Shang Royal Family's' kind help ', he wouldn't have been able to deal with Verbal Emperor so quickly. If he continued to cultivate diligently, it would be impossible for him to obtain Verbal Emperor without a few years of time, let alone advancing his cultivation to the lower Peak-level Emperor in one go.    

    

If that wasn't the case, it wouldn't be ten or twenty years later.    

    

Furthermore, Li Canghai and the others' Universe Rings had all fallen into his hands. That was a collection of 100,000 Top-Level Emperor and above experts. There were even a few Invincible Quasi Emperor among them. Although he hadn't carefully counted them, Yang Fann knew that his value had increased by at least a hundred times. He was afraid that it was even greater than the accumulation of thousands and millions of years in many top holy lands.    

    

Moreover, the battle with Shen Wu Wang Shang Hao, who was at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, had caused his Soul to truly sublimate and transform into the Emperor Soul that the Ancestor possessed. Just this point alone was enough to cause him to suffer a great loss.    

    

One should know that countless Invincible Quasi Emperor was stuck at the last step and was unable to advance even an inch. Yang Fann, this puny little Lower Emperors, had already taken the lead. Besides that crucial step, the bottleneck of the Ancestor had already been broken. As long as there was sufficient energy, he would be able to break through it. It wouldn't take long for him to become a true Ancestor expert.    

    

Right at this moment. . . .    

    

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" . . .    

    

A series of light footsteps could be heard from outside the room.    

    

"Hmm, someone's here?"    

    

Yang Fann frowned slightly, and a trace of vigilance flashed across his eyes. The current him was in a pretty bad situation. Not to mention using his magic power to attack, even moving his body would be extremely difficult. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a cripple.    

    

Of course, it wasn't as if Yang Fann didn't have the strength to fight back. If someone really dared to look down on the current Yang Fann and had designs on him, it could only be said that he was an old man who was tired of living. Although his body was unable to move, his Soul had not suffered any injuries, and had even advanced to the Emperor Soul stage.    

    

Just the power of the Emperor Soul alone was enough to sweep away most of Invincible Quasi Emperor.    

    

Soon, the door was pushed open with a cracking sound.    

    

In the next moment. . .    

    

Two figures, one red and one white, walked in from outside the door.    

    

They were two young women. The woman in red was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had an oval face, two dimples, and an indescribable cuteness. Her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were like limpid autumn waters. There was also an innocent, intelligent, and mischievous expression on her face.    

    

Her skin was as white as snow, and she was extremely beautiful. Her clothes were not that luxurious, and she was slightly behind in her attire. The woman in white stood there, and it seemed as if she was the leader of the group.    

    

The woman in white also looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her skin was as white as jade, and it could be broken by a breeze. Her eyebrows were like a picture, and she wore an elegant white long dress that made her look like a fairy. Her shoulders were as thin as a knife, her waist was like a piece of silk, and her long and beautiful neck made her look like a fairy. Her bright eyes looked like they were looking at a woman, and coupled with the elegant white long dress, she looked like a fairy descending from the sky. No one dared to blaspheme her.    

    

"Yi!!"    

    

When he saw the woman in white slowly walking over, a hint of surprise flashed in Yang Fann's eyes. It was not because he was shocked by her peerless appearance. Although this lady was devastatingly beautiful, However, he, Yang Fann, was not the Hair-raising Boy who had never seen the world. Regardless of whether it was Holy Virgin or Bi Yao, Both of them were on par with her. In terms of attractiveness to men, Holy Virgin, Bi Yao, was far above her.    

    

What really surprised Yang Fann was her cultivation. She was a quasi Emperor, and she was also an invincible quasi Emperor.    

    

Of course, this wasn't enough to surprise him. In this short period of time, not to mention a quasi Emperor, he had already killed countless quasi Emperors.    

    

However, when matched with her age, it was a huge difference. This white-clothed woman didn't look young, but really young.    

    

Her bone age really wasn't even eighteen.    

    

This could be considered terrifying. For example, his senior sister, Heavenly Enchantress Fang Qingxue, was known as Peerless Evildoer, who was rarely seen in ten thousand years in the Sacred Devil Courtyard. Back in the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition, she was only an invincible quasi Emperor. She had cultivated for nearly a thousand years. Even Son Of Monarch, Shang Tianxun, and the others were not much stronger than this white-clothed woman at such a young age.    

    

It was not only the woman in white, but also the girl in red beside her. She was also a rare Peerless Evildoer. Compared to the girl in white, he wasn't much weaker. He was also less than eighteen years old, and had also broken through to the Quasi Emperor Stage. However, one of them was an invincible Quasi-Emperor, while the other was an upper-level Quasi-Emperor.    

    

"Could it be that these two women are also the daughters of some Ancestor?"    

    

While Yang Fann was making wild guesses, the two girls had already arrived in front of Yang Fann's bed.    

    

In the next moment. . .    

    

The red-dressed girl cried out in shock, "Young lady, look! Young Master is awake!!"    

    

Then, she took a few steps to Yang Fann's bed. Regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, she grabbed Yang Fann's naked right hand and said in surprise, "Young Master, you're finally awake. Do you know that you've been unconscious for more than a month?"    

    

"What? I have been unconscious for more than a month?"    

    

Yang Fann was shocked when he heard that.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

A trace of worry flashed across the depths of his eyes. He didn't know how the Holy Ji Sect was doing, and whether the Grand Shang Royal Family would vent their anger on them because of him.    

    

Right at this moment. . .    

    

White-robed Maiden helplessly looked at the red-dressed girl. With a glance, she said, "Xiao Lian, quickly let go. Have you forgotten that Young Master is still injured? Look, you are hurting Young Master. "    

    

The red-dressed girl turned around and stuck out her tongue at White-robed Maiden. However, she still let go of Yang Fann's hand and said playfully, "Young Master, I am Xiao Lian. This is my family's young miss, Lin Wanru. A month ago, it was all thanks to my family's young miss that you were saved. Otherwise, I'm afraid you would have already been eaten by the Exotic Beast in the Desolate Ancient Forest. "    

    

"Many thanks to Miss Lin for saving my life. I will remember your great kindness in my heart. I will definitely repay you generously in the future!!" Yang Fann struggled to get up and said gratefully. Although he didn't know what kind of place the Desolate Ancient Forest was, given his current situation, if he stayed there all the time, it would be hard to tell whether he would live or die.    

    

"Young master is injured, there is no need to be so polite. It was just a piece of cake. You don't have to worry about it. " Lin Wanru hurriedly said, "Xiao Lian, quickly help Young Master lie down. "    

    

After Yang Fann laid down again, Lin Wanru said apologetically. "Young master, these days. Many famous doctors have seen Young Master's injuries, although they have temporarily stabilized Young Master's injuries. However, Young Master's cultivation is probably. . . " Even though the rest of the words were not clearly stated, Yang Fann's injuries were too severe. If it was anyone else, they would have died a long time ago. It was already a miracle that he was able to keep his life. As for his cultivation base. . . They would be completely crippled.    

    

"Miss Lin, there's no need to do that. Sometimes, there will always be something in your life. Don't force yourself in your life. Whether or not you can keep your cultivation level will depend on the will of the heavens. Perhaps even the heavens won't stop me. " Yang Fann laughed lightly without a care in the world. With the help of the two Divine Arts Body Cultivators, it was only a matter of time before he could recover. He was naturally not worried at all.    

    

However, when these words entered into the ears of the two girls, it was another meaning. Lin Wanru could not help but look at Yang Fann with a higher gaze, "Young Master, I'm relieved that you can think this way. "    

    

What martial artist valued the most was none other than her own cultivation base. In an instant, she was reduced to a cripple who had lost all of his cultivation base. To them, it was a fate worse than death. She was really afraid that Yang Fann wouldn't take things too seriously and would find some shortcoming.    

    

Upon hearing this, Yang Fann couldn't help but blush slightly. This B * stard seemed to have overdone his act. The reason why he was so open-minded was because he knew that it was impossible for him to lose his cultivation base. At most, he would be able to recover in a year and a half.    

    

Right at this moment. . . .    

    

Lin Wanru asked curiously, "By the way, judging from your accent, you don't seem to be from our side. I wonder why you were injured so badly in the Desolate Ancient Forest?" Although she could understand Yang Fann's words, her tone was a little strange. It was quite different from the common language of Spiritual Martial Arts Continent.    

    

"I am from the Hundred Ling Province in the north. " Yang Fann did not directly reveal his actual background. Instead, he was a little cautious. The Grand Shang Royal Family might have already sent out an arrest warrant to search for him in the entire Imperial Court. Once his whereabouts were exposed. . . He would be in danger. Given his current situation. . . Any Ancestor would be unable to bear the consequences. Although he still had a true puppet talisman, it was only a last resort. He really didn't want to use it. Who knew if he would run into the Spatiotemporal Storm again? He couldn't afford to suffer that torment any longer.    

    

"At that time, I was driving the flying boat and preparing to return to the Sect, but I was unlucky enough to encounter the Spatiotemporal Storm. After that, I didn't know how I ended up in the Desolate Ancient Forest. If it wasn't for the timely rescue of the young lady, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago. "    

    

"Hiss. . . It's actually the Spatiotemporal Storm. It's a disaster that could even cause the fall of a Sovereign. Young Master was actually able to escape from danger. It's truly a blessing in disguise. "    

    

"His luck is shining brightly? A great fortune and a great fortune? Me? " Yang Fann had a strange expression on his face. There was no one who was more unlucky than him.    

    

Right at this moment. . . .    

    

Lin Wanru changed the topic and asked curiously, "But Young Master, where is the Hundred Plume Province you speak of in the north?"    

    

Hearing this, Yang Fann's heart immediately skipped a beat. There was a faint ominous omen that swept across his heart as he said somewhat nervously, "Miss Lin, have you never heard of the Hundred Plume Province?"    

    

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