Invincible Bloodline

The one hundred and eight residences of the foreign side had also become the four hundred and twenty residences of today.    

Although the supreme saints had perished, they still had the Saint Alliance, the ruler of the foreign world.    

Yang Fann's destination - the foreign Ancestral Land - was the headquarters of the Saint Alliance - the Sacred Prefecture.    

He wanted to enter the Ancestral Land and retrieve the secret treasure of Saint Duo Luo. No matter what, he couldn't avoid the Saint Alliance.    

Directly and forcefully entering the headquarters of the Saint Alliance, forcing them to open the Ancestral Land?    

As soon as this thought emerged in his mind, it was immediately killed by Yang Fann.    

Within the Saint Alliance, there were billions of foreign races. Within the highest grade expert. . . Demi-Saint Ancestor had no idea how many of them there were. He was the old monster who had survived from the Ancient Era. All of them were better, and adding in the foundation of the 31 saint clans, Even if it was an ordinary Saint Sovereign, if he wasn't careful. . . With his current cultivation and strength, there was a possibility that he would be suppressed by them. If he really dared to attack the Saint Alliance in a simple and violent manner. . .    

There was only one outcome waiting for him, and that was to be mercilessly killed by the Saint Alliance. He wouldn't be able to escape even if he wanted to.    

Violence was not an option. If he wanted to enter the Ancestral Land, he would have to use his wits.    

The Saint Alliance was not only the biggest violent organization of the foreign race, but also the ruling organization. It was like the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts that ruled over the entire foreign land. At the same time, it was also the biggest cultivation organization of the foreign race, and it nurtured a large number of top talents for the foreign race.    

This was Yang Fann's chance. However, before that, he had to settle one more matter, and that was his identity.    

Human race, no matter what, it was impossible for the genius of monster to have the chance to enter the Saint Alliance. In fact, if it was too much of a monster, it would only attract the ruthless slaughter of the Saint Alliance.    

The Saint Alliance had never slacked off their surveillance of the human race. It was just like the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts's surveillance of the Sea Clan. Anyone from the Sea Clan who had the potential to become a saint would be destroyed by the human race. It was the same for these foreign races.    

In the past billions of years, A Peerless Monster had appeared in the human race. Some of them had even surpassed the number one young master of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Hao Gan.    

However, all of them were killed without exception. Not long after they emerged, all of them were killed in the cradle.    

The person who had lived the longest had only just reached the Holy Lord Stage.    

Those who are not of my race will definitely have different thoughts!    

No matter which race it was, it was applicable.    

However, the identity of an ordinary non-human disciple wasn't enough. If an ordinary non-human wanted to enter the Saint Alliance, they would first need to go through numerous tests. It was really too much effort, and the performance was too much of a monster. It would easily arouse the suspicion of the higher ups of the alien race. Compared to the human race. . . Compared to humans, outsiders paid more attention to bloodline legacies and powerful bloodlines. It often determined the strength of a race. The reason why the various saint clans remained undefeated for so long. . . Billions of years had passed, but they had never been replaced by outsiders. It was because of their tyrannical saint bloodline.    

Ordinary foreign races would have no chance of surpassing the disciples of the Saint Clan, no matter what kind of monster or unusual changes occurred.    

Therefore, this identity had to be at least the identity of a direct descendant of a powerful race or a royal family. If he could obtain the identity of a direct descendant of the Saint Clan. . . That would be great.    

He was different from those ordinary foreign races. Thirty-one Saint Clan, one hundred and eight royal families, and the two hundred and eighty powerful races were the noble families among the foreign races. The ones in power would be exempted from entering the Saint Alliance to further their cultivation.    

Regarding this, Yang Fann had some ideas in his mind. However, he still needed some time to succeed.    

There were billions of foreign races. Not only that, there were more than a million foreign races living in the Celestial Spider Manor alone. Furthermore, there were as many as the stars in the sky, and there were countless of them. It wouldn't be easy to find a suitable target.    

Everything depended on luck.    

. . .    

After half a cup of tea's time.    

A divine light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes. After completely annihilating Xing Yang's corpse, he moved and cut open the Void, heading towards the Spiders City.    

There were countless foreign races. Under the two hundred and eighty strong foreign races, the trillions of foreign races could be divided into three levels, namely the High-level Alien Clan, intermediate, and low-level foreign races. The ruler of the Spiders City, the Demonic Spider Clan, was one of the forty-nine High-level Alien Clan in the Celestial Spider Manor. It was ranked twenty-second among the forty-nine big High-level Alien Clan.    

In the Celestial Spider Manor, it was definitely one of the top big families. The Spiders City was also one of the top hundred big cities in the Celestial Spider Manor. Furthermore, it was an important gathering place for the human race in the outside world. It could be said that the human population was very complicated, and there must be a target within it.    

. . .    

Fifteen minutes later.    

Yang Fann stopped outside the Spiders City. Of course, this was the result of him purposely suppressing himself. Otherwise, at such a short distance. . . It was only a teleportation, how could it take so long?    

The scale of the entire Spiders City was no less than that of a high-grade holy city. Its area was as wide as Yang Fann's old home. A region in the Northern Barren State of Sobbing Blood Continent was surrounded by thick city walls from all directions. On top of the city walls were inscribed countless different kinds of Runes. Once activated, it would be enough to kill a Nine Stars Great Saint.    

At this moment, outside the city gate, there were countless pedestrians, some of them of different races, and some of them were humans.    

However, these humans and the humans from outside the region. . . All of them bowed and followed behind the non-humans. They had a servant-like look on their faces, and a flattering look on their faces. Yang Fann even saw some Quasi-Saint experts being casually whipped by those non-human disciples. He was even beating up the young man with a face full of flattery. They tried to please him, but none of them dared to dodge. He couldn't find a shred of the expert's dignity and pride.    

In The Spirit Martial Continent. Even in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, the Quasi-Saint expert was a high and mighty existence that controlled the life and death of countless living beings. It was an existence that countless people looked up to. When had it ever suffered such a great humiliation?    

It had to be said that after billions of years, the backbone of the human race had been completely broken. Even the human race themselves thought that the alien race was born to be higher than them, level 1. And they, the human race, were the lowest level of existence in this world.    

Sigh! They were both humans! Regarding this, Yang Fann naturally felt his heart ache. Unfortunately, this wasn't something that could be changed overnight. His dignity and pride had lost their simplicity. However, it wouldn't be so easy to regain them once again.    

Not to mention the fact that his character had already penetrated deep into the bones of these foreign humans.    

He wanted to change these human beings. One word, it was difficult!!    

. . .    

A few breaths later.    

Finally, it was Yang Fann's turn. The outsider's eyes revealed a look of unconcealable contempt, "What are you dawdling for? If you want to enter the city, you have to give me a high-grade Heterocrystalline. "    

A Heterocrystalline was just a Immortal Crystal. It was just a different name.    

Yang Fann casually took out a supreme-grade Immortal Crystal and threw it over. The High-grade Immortal Crystal had been in Yang Fann's eyes for more than ten years, and he no longer paid any attention to it. All of them had been thrown to his subordinates. It could be considered that he had used them as trash.    

"En? A supreme-grade Heterocrystalline?"    

The eyes of the foreign race guarding the city immediately lit up. Their attitude towards Yang Fann also improved a little. It was a Supreme grade Immortal Crystal. It was a million High-grade Immortal Crystals, and that was all Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign had.    

The outsider who was guarding the city was only a First Half-Step Quasi-Saint. This Supreme Grade Immortal Crystal was almost equivalent to his net worth.    

. . .    

"Captain, this is a fat sheep. You must not miss it. " A Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign alien came up to the city defender and smiled greedily. To be able to use a high grade Heterocrystalline as a high grade Heterocrystalline was definitely worth a lot. Without a few hundred thousand high grade Heterocrystallines, he wouldn't dare to be so extravagant.    

If they could get their hands on it, they would be rich.    

"A fat sheep is a fat sheep, I'm afraid it might be a little troublesome. " The alien captain looked at Yang Fann's back as he left. His eyes were filled with greed and greed. However, his greed had not completely covered his eyes.    

His value was often proportionate to his strength. He had the value of several hundred thousand high grade Heterocrystallines. Even if he wasn't a three star Quasi-Saint, he should be a peak two-star Quasi-Saint. They were merely Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign and Half-Step Quasi-Saint. The gap between them and two-star Quasi-Saint was not a thousand, ten thousand times.    

"So what? A puny human peasant. . . Could it be that he can flip the heavens and overturn the earth? " The non-human soldier smiled disapprovingly. If it was any other Quasi-Saint, He really wouldn't dare to have any ideas about it, but a human. . . But it was completely different. "Worst comes to worst. . . I'll ask Commander Zhu Tian to help me. Given his strength. . . A puny human lowlife would be a piece of cake. "    

Zhu Tian - the general who guarded the west gate of Spiders City. He was also the superior of these people, a Four Stars Quasi-Saint expert.    

"You brat, you really are something. " The foreign captain scolded with a smile, "Alright, there's no time to lose. I'll go and treat Commander Zhu Tian to some meat. We can drink some soup no matter what and get a few hundred high grade Immortal Crystals from him. . . "    

. . .