Invincible Bloodline

The day that the countless geniuses of Spiritual Martial Arts Continent had been waiting for had finally arrived.    

At this moment, the entire Holy City Of Spiritual Martial Force seemed to be boiling with excitement. Countless geniuses swarmed out from the inns and restaurants and headed towards the Spiritual Martial Force Square in the center of the Holy City Of Spiritual Martial Force.    

. . .    

The main hall of the Tongfu Inn - the inn where Yang Fann and the others stayed.    

Over ten thousand geniuses from the expert of the Heavenly Wind Imperial City had gathered in one place, and only Yang Fann and the other two were left. Regarding this, everyone, including Great Emperor Tian Feng, was not dissatisfied at all.    

No matter where the expert was, it had its own special privileges, let alone a monster monster like Yang Fann. Only others would be waiting for it. How could they let him wait for them?    

If it was really the opposite, then it wouldn't be a pleasant surprise, but fear.    

However, Yang Fann did not make them wait for too long. In less than ten minutes, Yang Fann, dressed in a long black robe, walked over from the back hall with Lin Wanru and Xiao Lian.    

"Young Master, everything is ready. Shall we set off now?" Very quickly, Xiao Tianfeng jogged to Yang Fann's side and asked. After what happened last time, Xiao Tianfeng became even more cautious, afraid that another mishap would anger Yang Fann.    

At that time, no one would be able to save him.    

He hugged Yang Fann's thick leg. This was the greatest opportunity in his life, but it wasn't without danger.    

Accompanying a monarch was like accompanying a tiger!    

"Since the preparations are ready, let's set off. "    

Yang Fann casually nodded his head.    

. . .    

Lingwu Plaza - This was the biggest plaza in the Holy City Of Spiritual Martial Force. At a glance, one could not see the end of it. Even if an ordinary Ancestor used all of his strength to release the Spiritual Sense, it would be difficult to cover the entire Lingwu Plaza. It was an impressive sight.    

When Yang Fann and the others arrived at the Lingwu Square, the square was already filled with people.    

"Hiss. . . Good. . . So many geniuses. "    

"This. . . How could this be? . . . So many geniuses!!"    

"I. . . Do we really. . . Really have a chance to join the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts?"    

. . .    

Although they knew that the geniuses would gather today, they still couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when they arrived at the scene. Most of the young geniuses from the Heavenly Wind Imperial City were even thinking of retreating. At a glance, they were all people. Even if there wasn't a trillion of them, there should be at least a few hundred billion of them.    

This did not include those spectators. Besides the candidates, the rest of the people were prohibited from entering the square. They could only wait outside the square. It was as if Xiao Tianfeng and the others were stopped outside the square.    

Among the geniuses present, there were countless of people whose strength was higher than their expert. Even the famous Ten Second Young Master of Heavenly Wind Imperial City was nothing more than an ordinary fish belly in this place.    

They were just cannon fodder amongst the cannon fodder, but they still wanted to pass the test and join the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. This was ridiculous. They were afraid that they wouldn't even be able to pass the first stage of the test.    

"But it wasn't in vain. At least I have gained some knowledge and experience, and I have made a big breakthrough in my cultivation. " Many people comforted themselves. After seven days of cultivation, each and every one of them had made significant progress in their cultivation. Some of them had even made a big breakthrough in their cultivation.    

Although their refining speed was a billion times slower than Yang Fann's, their foundation was still shallow. It was also a billion times easier for them to break through compared to Yang Fann.    

. . .    

"Today, I finally know how big the world is and how many geniuses there are. " Yang Fann's eyes flashed. Even he couldn't help but be startled. There were as many geniuses as dogs, and the monster was everywhere.    

Son Of Monarch, who was like Shang Tianxun. . . In this place, one could only say that he was an outstanding genius.    

All the geniuses present were cultivating. It wasn't very high. Not to mention the real Ancestor, even Nine Stars Emperor and Yang Fann hadn't found one. It was also true that the age limit was set there. It was virtually impossible for one to become a Ancestor before the age of 25, even if it was those Saints who possessed the bloodline of a Saint.    

Unless, they didn't care about their own foundation. I'm trying to improve my cultivation level as much as I can.    

However, this was obviously impossible. As long as their heads weren't kicked by a donkey, it was impossible for them to dig their own graves. And even if they were willing, Their family, their father, wouldn't let them do whatever they wanted.    

Most of the geniuses' cultivation base was similar to Yang Fann's. In the Four Stars Emperor, Five Stars Emperor was one in ten thousand. A six-star Emperor was like a phoenix feather or a qilin horn. Seven Stars Emperor's cultivation base was almost the highest. At least, Yang Fann hadn't seen a genius whose cultivation base was higher than Seven Stars Emperor's.    

However, his combat strength was a little scary. In less than ten thousand miles, Yang Fann discovered that the combat strength of several people was no less than that of a one-star Ancestor. Especially that strongest person, it gave Yang Fann the feeling that. . . It was Silver Light Emperor who had come back to life. If they were to fight against him, it would still be a matter of who would win and who would lose.    

"Interesting! This is really interesting!"    

A trace of excitement flickered in Yang Fann's eyes as the battle intent in his heart began to boil. In a mere ten thousand miles of land, there were already so many experts. In the huge Spiritual Martial Force Square, among the millions of geniuses, how many experts were there? Even if it was the combat strength of Three Stars Emperor Sovereign or even Four Stars Emperor Sovereign, it was not impossible.    

It was very likely that there were still one or two of them.    

"I wonder if there is anyone who can make me fight with all my strength?" Yang Fann licked his red lips with a trace of anticipation. It was really too difficult to find someone who was on par with him among his peers. It was very rare to see someone under the age of twenty-five who had the combat strength of a five-star Sovereign in the entire history of Spiritual Martial Arts Continent.    

. . .    

Soon, another two hours passed.    

At this moment. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The sky shook.    

A terrifying pressure that made people unable to summon even a trace of Resistance Thought descended from the sky. Instantly, it covered the entire Spiritual Martial Force Square. Large groups of young elite warriors knelt down. On the ground.    

The last one who could stand was at least Son Of Monarch, who possessed the bloodline of the Ancestor.    

Yang Fann couldn't help but raise his head to take a look. He was absolutely shocked.    

In the sky, a majestic figure that was countless of feet tall appeared like a mirage. It was like an ancient divine spirit had descended from the heavens, causing all living beings to worship it.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The terrifying and majestic figure started to shrink rapidly. Finally, a middle-aged man descended from the sky.    

His figure looked refined, but the aura that he emitted was like a god descending to the mortal world. His eyes were as deep as the starry sky of the universe, as if they could attract countless rays of light.    

His steps were very slow, as if there was an invisible staircase in the sky. Every step he took was like stepping on the souls of the people, causing them to feel an instinctive fear.    

. . .    

"Strong. . . He's really too strong. This is the true ultimate expert. Compared to him, the current me is not much stronger than that ignorant ant on the ground. This is the difference in the level of life. Even if I use all my trump cards, I am far from being a match for him. No, no. As long as he was willing, he could casually blow. He could kill tens of thousands of me. Scary. . . "Yang Fann's face was filled with horror. This middle-aged man was definitely the strongest person he had encountered so far. No. . . It's not just me. . . Everyone present, even those Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign. . . In front of him, they are nothing but ants that can be killed with a wave of his hand. . . Who exactly is this person? Could he be a Quasi-Sage?"    

As for Holy Sovereign, Yang Fann didn't dare to dream about it. He was the true ruler of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. How could a mere ten-year assessment trouble Holy Sovereign?    

. . .    

One breath later.    

The middle-aged man stopped a thousand feet above the crowd of prodigies.    

"I, Great Saint Mo Yun, am the first head examiner of the Sacred Palace's recruitment. . . " That middle-aged man, Great Saint Mo Yun's voice was very soft. However, in the entire Lingwu Square, countless young geniuses could hear him clearly. It was as if he was whispering in everyone's ears.    

"Great. . . Great Sage! He is actually a Great Sage. Hiss. . . " Yang Fann's heart immediately shook when he heard this. He was no longer a Wu Xia or Ah Meng. From Xiao Tianfeng's words, his understanding of Spiritual Martial Arts Continent was absolutely not inferior to an ordinary One-Star Ancestor.    

The title of Great Saint wasn't something that anyone could call themselves. It was precisely that Quasi-Sage who dared to casually call himself a Great Saint. At the very least, he would become the laughingstock of the world. In the worst case scenario, he might be directly killed by other Great Saints.    

In In The Spirit Martial Continent, one could become a Great Saint. Only the top experts among the Prospective Saints had to be at least a Seventh Grade Quasi-Saint.    

It was obvious that. . . This Great Saint Mo Yun was a mighty Quasi-Saint above the Seventh Order.    

No wonder he gave me such a feeling.    

A Great Saint is a supreme expert that is only second to Holy Sovereign. Even in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, it belongs to the upper echelons and big shots.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

Great Saint Mo Yun continued, "This first stage is the same as the previous tests. It is a test of one's bloodline. The Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts does not raise trash and only takes true geniuses. Anyone below the Third Grade Sovereign Bloodline will be eliminated. . . "    

. . .