Invincible Bloodline

A hint of anger flashed across the eyes of the number one ancestor of Yuwen Clan, Yuwen Shang. He was talking to the elders of his family, but there was no place for a junior like him to interrupt. He really didn't know the rules. If it wasn't for Lin Yi's sake. . . He would teach this ignorant brat a lesson and let him know what it meant to say that trouble comes from one's mouth.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Horrifying killing intent flashed across Lin Yi's eyes. His master was humiliated, and this Four Stars Quasi-Saint dared to insult his master in front of him. Did he really think that he, a Great Saint, was dead?    

However, before Lin Yi could suppress Yuwen Shang, a loud shout swept across the eastern horizon. It sounded like the roar of a furious heavenly duke and the roar of the God of Thunder.    

"You are the impudent one. Yuwen Shang, how dare you be rude to His Highness? How many heads do you have that are enough to chop off?!"    

"What? This. . . This voice is. . . Is. . . " Yuwen Shang's expression changed. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something terrifying, an ominous omen enveloped his heart.    

At this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A ray of brilliant starlight cut through the Eastern Void. The originally bright sky. . . A human figure. . . Under the starry sky, he quickly walked over. As this figure walked. . . A natural phenomenon, as if his physique. . . It was as if the Origin of the Stars was born with the ability to attract all the starlight. Wherever it passed, the starlight glittered. The stars would fall, and strange phenomena would appear. He was like the legendary god of the starry sky who controlled the stars in the universe.    

Very quickly, the figure arrived in front of Yang Fann.    

It was a man with a handsome face and dressed like a young man. His eyes looked like they were looking down upon the world. There was a star mark between his eyebrows. It seemed that he was born with the stars, which made him look very mystical.    

At that moment.    

The young man suddenly bent one leg and knelt down on one knee toward Yang Fann.    

"Ah! This! How is this possible?"    

"I. . . I didn't see wrongly, right? His Majesty. . . He actually knelt down. . . Kneel?"    

"This. . . What exactly is going on here? . . . Who is that person, what is his identity, to actually be kneeling before His Majesty? "    

. . .    

In an instant, all the people in the surroundings felt a wave of horror. They were very familiar with that young man. He was none other than the master of Star Pattern Holy City, the Stellar Saint. With the cultivation base of the Stellar Saint, even Six Stars Quasi-saint, or even an ordinary Seven Stars Quasi-saint, did not have the qualifications to receive such a great bow, let alone a Eight Stars Emperor Sovereign Hair-raising Boy.    

With their eyesight, they could naturally tell that Yang Fann wasn't like the Stellar Saint. He just looked young, but his actual age had already exceeded ten million years. He was truly young.    

"Could it be that. . . This young man is a Nine Stars Great Saint's son?"    

However, they also felt that something wasn't right. Although the son of a Nine Stars Great Saint was incomparably noble, the Stellar Saint was still a Five Stars Quasi-saint, and he was only a step away from entering Six Stars Quasi-saint's realm. A Nine Stars Great Saint's son could at most make him bend his waist and bow. He didn't have the qualifications to do so.    

The expert naturally had the dignity of a expert. In the end, this young man in front of him was only a First Eight Stars Emperor Sovereign warrior.    

Right at this moment. . .    

The lips of the Stellar Saint moved as they said respectfully, "Xing Wenchen greets Sixth Young Master. I wish Your Highness the Boundless Ten-Thousand Saints. May your life be as long as the heavens. " Vaguely, And a little bit of anxiety, As a subject of his, the Yuwen Clan actually dared to speak to Yang Fann in such a manner. If one were to investigate carefully, it would be enough to punish him for his lack of discipline.    

"What?! Number. . . Sixth Young Master?"    

"Could it be. . . Could it be that he. . . Is he. . . Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces? "    

"Hiss. . . This. . . This is. . . But. . . . "    

. . .    

In all directions, the Quasi-Saint from the Star Pattern Holy City were shocked once again. In the past three months, the news that Yang Fann had successfully broken through to the Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces realm. . . The news had already spread to all the major powers in the Spiritual Martial Arts Continent. If it wasn't for the order of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. . . They only allowed the lords of the various cities and holy cities to attend the meeting, they would have brought generous gifts with them a long time ago. They were heading to the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts to participate in the ceremony.    

The next moment. . .    

The Quasi-Saint experts had a look of enlightenment on their faces. If this Black-Clothed Youth in front of them was really as they had imagined. . . He was the new disciple of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts! Sixth Young Master - His Royal Highness Yang Fan! The big ceremony of the Stellar Saint just now made sense.    

What kind of status did the ten young masters of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts have? Even the Great Sage expert had to bow down in respect to the young masters of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. Especially Sixth Young Master, who was reputed to be the number one monster in the history of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. A Beginning was only four years old, less than thirty years old. He already had the strength to crush most Five Stars Quasi-saint warriors, and the Stellar Saint had given him such a big gift. It was extremely normal, and some people even felt that it was a bit too light. It wasn't an exaggeration to give such a big gift.    

. . .    

Yuwen Jian's mansion, in the sky.    

"He. . . He actually. . . He's actually the number one disciple of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. . . Sixth Young Master? I. . . I just lived here. . . Yuwen Shang's eyes turned black, and he almost fell from the sky. At this moment, Yuwen Shang's entire heart was filled with deep fear.    

Putting aside Yang Fann's identity as Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces, just his own strength. . . Although he was a top tier Four Stars Quasi-Saint expert, he wasn't someone the Yuwen Family could afford to offend. However, he knew in his heart. . . If he were to face the young master of the Four Stars Quasi-Saint, Liu Shenfeng, he would never be a match for him. In fact, it was unknown whether he could defeat Liu Shenfeng or not.    

As for the identity of Yang Fann, Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces, Yuwen Shang had no doubt about it. There was no doubt about the Stellar Saint's action of kneeling down. To be honest, the Yuwen Family didn't have the qualifications to ask the Stellar Saint to cooperate and put on an act. It wouldn't take much effort for the Stellar Saint to destroy the Yuwen Clan.    

The next moment. . .    

"Bang. . . "    

Yuwen Shang's legs went soft, and he knelt down towards Yang Fann, begging for mercy. "Forgive me, Your Highness. Forgive me, Your Highness. I was blinded by the pig oil, and only then did I say such arrogant words. . . . "    

"Pa! "Pah! Pah! ". . .    

As he spoke, Yuwen Shang's hands were like two palm-leaf fans, continuously waving towards his own face. He was merciless, and he used all his strength with every strike. Very soon, both of Yuwen Shang's cheeks swelled up. However, it seemed like Yuwen Shang did not feel anything at all, and continued to attack from left to right.    

As long as Yang Fann's anger could be quelled, a mere face was nothing.    

When the other seventeen Quasi-Saint Quasi-Saints of Yuwen Family saw this, they all knelt down. Even the First Old Ancestor had knelt down. How could these juniors still stand? At the same time, they kept slapping their faces with their hands. In an instant, a series of cracking sounds could be heard.    

They kept begging, "Your Highness, please, Your Highness. . . "    

"That's enough. All of you, get up!!" Yang Fann frowned and said, "Since it's your first time committing a crime, I'll let it go this time. If there was a next time. . . . . . "    

Yuwen Shang and the other Quasi-Saint from the Yuwen Family had a good attitude towards admitting their mistakes. If they continued to hold onto that pigtail, it would seem that their young master was being too petty.    

"Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing me. Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing me. . . " Hearing this, Yuwen Shang hurriedly thanked him. His heart was slightly relieved as this trial was finally over.    

In the next moment. . .    

He repeatedly promised that there would definitely not be a next time. Otherwise, he would hang himself on the spot without Yang Fann making a move.    

But right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann smiled coldly and said, "Don't be in such a hurry to thank me. The debt between us isn't over yet. Your Yuwen family is really bold, to even dare touch the city under my command. . . "    

At this moment, Yuwen Shang recalled what Yang Fann had said earlier. Instantly, bean-sized beads of sweat soaked his forehead. His entire body shook, and he almost knelt down again.    

"Gulp. . . What kind of unfilial descendant did this? If I find out. . . I'll skin him alive!" He cursed in his heart, but he quickly explained. "Your Highness, it's a misunderstanding. There must be a misunderstanding. Even if the Yuwen Clan has the guts. . . Yes. "    

"Misunderstanding. Don't tell me this person isn't a member of your Yuwen Clan. "    

. . .