Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . "    

A Five Elements World with a diameter of more than a million miles descended from the sky and crashed into a giant grey and yellow scorpion with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles, sucking it into the Five Elements World.    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble!" "Rumble rumble rumble!" Rumble!" . . .    

The Five Elements World started to shrink at a visible rate. One million miles. . . One hundred thousand miles. . . Ten thousand miles. . . One thousand miles. . . One hundred miles. . . Ten miles. . . One mile. . . Hundred meters. . . . . .    

After half a cup of tea's time.    

A five-colored pearl the size of an egg appeared in Yang Fann's palm once again.    

"137. . . " Yang Fann's eyes lit up, his voice was filled with excitement. 137 Half-Step Saint. This was something unimaginable in the past. If it was in the outside world, it would be three months, let alone one hundred and thirty-seven Half-Step Saint in three days. Three years, or even thirty years, he might not be able to suppress so many Half-Step Saint.    

Half-Step Saint, no matter which major power it was, they were the top ancestors and big shots. Their whereabouts were unpredictable, and it was not something that could be easily seen.    

There wasn't a lack of Half-Step Saint in Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, but Yang Fann couldn't possibly suppress them in a frenzied manner.    

The Heavenly Prison was definitely his blessed land.    

He should have come to this Heavenly Prison earlier. Perhaps, he had already surpassed Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord by now.    

Of course, Yang Fann was just thinking about it. Putting aside the fact that he wasn't qualified to enter the Heavenly Prison more than ten years ago, even if he was allowed to enter, it was still uncertain who would be the one to suppress him.    

In the Heaven Prison, the weakest was a Seven Star High Quasi-Saint. With Yang Fann's cultivation base at that time, even if he used all his strength, he could barely suppress some Six Stars Quasi-saint. It was his luck that he was able to escape from a Seven Stars Quasi-saint.    

Shaking his head, he eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind.    

In the next moment. . .    

Yang Fann's gaze shifted, and his eyes sparkled with a divine light. It was as if he could see through the plane's Crystal Wall and everything in an instant.    

"Next, you will be the next one. "    

As soon as his voice faded, Yang Fann moved his body, and wanted to tear open the space.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying and invincible power enveloped Yang Fann's entire body. He didn't even have the time to react, nor did he have the strength to resist. Like a puppet, he was thrown out of Heaven Prison in an instant.    

Vaguely, Yang Fann seemed to hear a voice ringing in his ears, "Get lost. Little devil, I don't welcome you here. . . "    

. . .    

One breath later.    

Yang Fann had barely managed to stabilize his body. He realized that he was no longer in Heaven Prison. He couldn't even see the shadow of the Heavenly Prison.    

"This Heavenly Prison Artifact Spirit is really stingy. It's just suppressing a hundred Half-Step Saint warriors, there's no need to be so angry. . . " Yang Fann shook his head lightly. He muttered and thought for a moment. He knew who had thrown him out of the Heaven Prison. The only one who could do all of this was the ruler of the Heavenly Prison - Artifact Spirit. Who else had the ability to do all of this?    

Luckily, the Artifact Spirit of the Heaven Prison didn't know what Yang Fann was talking about. If he didn't agree, he would definitely explode with anger! No, damn it, it's easy for you to say that. It's just a hundred or so Half-Step Saint. One should know that in the entire Heaven Prison's sixty-sixth floor, only two hundred and sixty-five half-step early stage Saints were suppressed. Even in the Heaven Prison, when all the Half-Step Saint warriors were combined, they would only be able to withstand a few thousand of them.    

You have suppressed more than one floor, and you are still not satisfied? What, do you still want to take away all the Half-Step Saint warriors?    

. . .    

"Hu. . . "    

After exhaling a mouthful of foul air, Yang Fann didn't complain anymore. Overall, he had made a huge profit this time.    

If he could absorb all 137 Half-Step Saint, not only would his cultivation base skyrocket, he would also be able to break through to the limit of the Mastery, and even take a big step towards the Great Perfection Stage.    

At that time, his combat strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds. It was hard to say whether Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord would be able to do so, but he wouldn't lose the ability to fight an ordinary Great Elemental Old Man.    

As the master of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord wielded the Spiritual Martial Saint Staff. Among all the Great Elemental Old Man in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, few would be a match for him in a one-on-one fight.    

Of course, it was not because his cultivation was too terrifying. He had been cultivating for tens of millions of years, but he had caught up and surpassed many Great Elemental Old Man. All of this was because of the Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord in his hand.    

The Spiritual Martial Saint Staff was the symbol of Holy Lord of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. The symbol of power wasn't as simple as an ordinary Elementary Sacristy. It wasn't much different from the High Sacristy in the Heaven Prison. With the power of the Spiritual Martial Saint Staff, even an ordinary Saint Sovereign would be afraid of Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord.    

The next moment. . .    

Yang Fann carefully looked around and a strange smile emerged on his face. This Heaven Prison Artifact Spirit was truly ruthless. It had almost exceeded the range of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

"It has been less than twelve days since the battle with Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu. Isn't this Artifact Spirit afraid that I won't be able to make it back in time?"    

As the ruler of the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts occupied the center of the Spiritual Martial Arts Continent, which was also the most fertile land. Its area was so vast that it was no less than the sum of ten top grade Middle World. Without the help of the transportation array, even a Half-Step Saint would have to fly for more than half a month or even longer to reach the center of the Sacred Palace.    

Just now, when Yang Fann unleashed his Spiritual Sense with all his strength, he didn't find the shadow of a transportation array. It was obvious that the Artifact Spirit in the Heaven Prison wanted to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart. It wanted him to suffer some hardship, and it didn't want him to return to the center of the Sacred Palace so easily.    

Otherwise, with the power of the Artifact Spirit of Heaven Prison, it would be a piece of cake for him to be transported to Sixth Young Master Peak.    

"Could it be that I'm going to fly back just like that?"    

As soon as he thought of this, he was immediately killed by Yang Fann in the cradle. Even with his strength, if he wanted to fly back to the center of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts in just twelve days, he would have to be as tired as a dog.    

All of a sudden, a light bulb lit up in Yang Fann's mind. He suddenly thought of something.    

"Fortunately, I have this. "    

As he spoke, a bright silver boat the size of a palm appeared in Yang Fann's hand.    

In the blink of an eye, the silver boat grew with the wind and expanded to 300 meters in size.    

The Celestial Boat Silver Light was one of the most valuable gifts he had received. It was the highest grade Celestial Boat that was only inferior to the ones used by the saints. It was more than a hundred times faster than Yang Fann's previous ship, the Wind Cloud.    

Even with Yang Fann's current cultivation base, if he didn't use some special means to increase his speed, it would be very difficult for him to compare with the Silver Light.    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

His body moved. Yang Fann flashed and boarded the Silver Light.    

In the next moment. . .    

After sending the message to the main control Artifact Spirit of the Silver Light to return to Sixth Young Master Peak. . .    

Yang Fann didn't care about anything else. He went into seclusion and made his final preparations.    

. . .    

A few breaths later.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A white light flashed, and a early stage Half-Step Saint human martial artist appeared in front of him.    

After pondering for a moment, Yang Fann decided to break through his cultivation base first.    

Although the Myriad Beast Holy Body was only a step away from the Extreme Stage, it required a lot more Strength of Original Life compared to breaking through to the next realm. Yang Fann wasn't sure if he could break through to the next realm in less than twelve days.    

"Rumble. . . "    

In an instant, a Devouring Black Hole appeared out of nowhere and swallowed the early stage Half-Step Saint.    

In an instant, an endless amount of power of devourings burst out, crazily devouring the Half-Step Saint Strength of Original Life.    

Yang Fann's cultivation base began to rise at a steady rate.    

. . .    

Five days later.    

Nearly half of the Strength of Original Life in the Half-Step Saint's body had been used up. His cultivation base had almost dropped to the Half-Step Saint.    

Yang Fann's cultivation base had reached the limit of Half-step Great Saint. He was only a little bit away from reaching the Eight Stars Great Saint.    

. . . . . . . .    

Soon, another three days passed.    

To be precise, the Half-Step Saint had fallen to Holy Lord, and even the position of Holy Lord could not be guaranteed.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

"Rumble!" "Rumble!" Rumble! . . .    

Yang Fann's body trembled, and his aura exploded forth like a tsunami, multiplying in size.    

. . .