Invincible Bloodline

There was no time in the mountain. It had been a thousand years in the world.    

Three years had passed since Yang Fann entered secluded cultivation.    

After three years of absorbing and refining, the Star-source Crystal, which had originally been the size of a human head, was now no longer the size of a human fist.    

At this moment, Yang Fann's cultivation had finally reached the most critical step.    

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble!" . . .    

Endless hurricanes erupted from all the hair on Yang Fann's body. Like Cosmic Storms, they swept across the starry sky of the universe.    

The momentum of his body erupted like a tsunami, and his magic power increased exponentially like a dragon. One fold. . . Three fold. . . Five fold. . . Seven folds. Nine folds. . . . . .    

Almost at the same time, Yang Fann's Pure Strength Of Body also increased crazily. One thousand Power of Semi-saint. . . One thousand two hundred Power of Semi-saint. . . One thousand five hundred Power of Semi-saint. . . Two thousand Power of Semi-saint. . . Three thousand Power of Semi-saint. . .    

After absorbing the nine layers of Star-source Crystal, Yang Fann finally broke through to the Nine Stars Great Saint as he wished.    

. . .    

Six hours later.    

"Boom! "Boom! Boom!" Boom!" . . .    

Only then did Yang Fann's soaring imposing manner gradually calm down.    

His appearance was solemn, as if the ancient heavenly deity had revived, incomparably divine.    

. . .    

Another two hours passed.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, and they shone with a bright divine light. It was as if the chaotic Devil God had created the world, destroyed everything, and penetrated the void.    

At this moment, even an ordinary Primary Semi-sage standing in front of him would be penetrated by the divine light. He would be severely injured or even killed by it.    

Terrifying! Incomparably terrifying.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Hu. . . "    

After letting out a breath of foul air, a satisfied smile climbed onto Yang Fann's face. Powerful, unprecedentedly powerful. A Nine Stars Great Saint was indeed incomparable to a Half-step Nine Stars Great Saint. The gap between them was even greater than what he had imagined. At this moment, just the Pure Strength Of Body alone. . . It had exceeded five thousand Power of Semi-saint. One must know that many mid stage Peak Semi-saint used ultimate skills. This was the most they could do.    

If he were to face Cang Zhen at this moment, he wouldn't need to use any tricks. With just the power of the shell alone, he would be able to blow up Cang Zhen's head with a single punch.    

Once his combat strength was fully unleashed, together with the two Saint Weapons, Yang Fann couldn't even imagine what his limit was. If Saint Sovereign didn't appear, besides Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord, who was a mighty half-step Saint who controlled the High Sacristy, no one else would be a match for him.    

In the vast foreign land, only the Asura Lord could make him feel some fear.    

Among the thirty-one Saint Clan of the foreign race, only the number one Saint Clan, the Asura Saint Clan, had produced a high-level saint - the Blood River, Holy Sovereign. It was very likely that there was a High Sacristy left behind by the Blood River, Holy Sovereign.    

The other foreign races had at most the inheritance of a intermediate Saint, and the strongest foundation of their race was the Intermediate Sage.    

The High Sacristy was not so easy to obtain. Most of the high-level Saints. . . Usually, they would only have one life-bound saint weapon in their hands. For example, the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. They ruled several large worlds and had three high-level Saints in charge. Especially Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign, who was rumored to be very far away from Top Saints's position. However, within the Sacred Palace. . . The number of High Sacristys could be counted on one's fingers. It definitely did not exceed the number of hands. It was not difficult to see how rare High Sacristys were.    

As for Intermediate Sages, the difference of one level between High Sacristys was two different concepts. For example, even if no one used High Sacristys, the power of Artifact Spirits alone could suppress and even kill low-level Saints. However, Intermediate Sages were the strongest half saint monster trainers. At most, they could save their lives in the hands of low-level Saints.    

The higher one's cultivation level was, the greater the gap between them. Similarly, these treasures were even greater.    

. . .    

Very quickly, Yang Fann withdrew his thoughts once more and continued refining the remaining Star-source Crystals.    

Waves of extremely pure Stellar Strength of Origin flowed into Yang Fann's body through the Devouring Black Hole, stabilizing his cultivation base at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

. . . . . . . . . . .    

One month later.    

"Puchi. . . "    

The Star-source Crystal that had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice completely transformed into a Flying Ash.    

After reaching the Nine Stars Great Saint, Yang Fann's law of devouring had a huge breakthrough, reaching an unfathomable level. Even the strongest Half Holy Capital who specialized in the law of devouring would feel ashamed. If it was before, it would take at least two to three months to completely devour and refine the remaining Star-source Crystal.    

. . .    

Another week passed.    

Cang He and Cang Zhen's collection of top grade spiritual medicines and top grade spiritual medicines were all devoured.    

On the Blood Battle Platform, not only did Yang Fann obtain the bodies of the two brothers, All of their treasures had fallen into Yang Fann's hands.    

Unfortunately, these things were only barely enough to fill the gaps between Yang Fann's teeth.    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble! . . .    

A rain of Immortal Crystals rained down from the sky, covering the entire Constellation Palace with a thick layer of supreme-grade Immortal Crystals.    

Without Star-source Crystals and top grade spiritual medicines, Yang Fann could only take a step back and start cultivating step by step through refining the top grade Immortal Crystals.    

Within a breath's time.    

"Bang!" Bang!" Bang! . . .    

A massive amount of top-grade Immortal Crystals exploded, turning into numerous Spiritual Energy True Dragons. They crazily surged into the Devouring Black Hole, into Yang Fann's body, into his dantian world, turning into the purest form of supernatural power, pouring into the Law Jindan in the center of his dantian that was nearly half the size of a substandard continent.    

Every breath, every second, tens of billions of top grade Immortal Crystals were completely destroyed, turning into powder.    

Terrifying, it was simply difficult to describe with words.    

Ten trillion high grade Immortal Crystals. S. The energy within the Immortal Crystal was vast. This was the total amount of energy that an ordinary Nine Stars Great Saint had.    

In other words, Yang Fann would devour a Nine Stars Great Saint every second.    

In one day, he would devour nearly 90,000 Nine Stars Great Saint. If this were to spread out, even Saint Sovereign would be scared out of his wits.    

Even the energy that they had refined in a day of bitter cultivation was far from being comparable to one level.    

However, what was their cultivation base? And what was Yang Fann's current cultivation base?    

If they waited for him to attain the Dao and become a Saint, it would be terrible.    

Could it be that his one day of bitter cultivation was equivalent to their billions of years of bitter cultivation?    

. . .    

Very soon, another year passed.    

400 trillion high grade Immortal Crystals had shrunk by nearly a level all of a sudden.    

At this moment, Yang Fann couldn't help but feel a bit lucky. He had made a huge profit from the gambling match. Otherwise, with his 100 trillion high grade Immortal Crystals. . . He wouldn't be able to persist for even three years, and he would have to completely exhaust all of them.    

Currently, he had only been in seclusion for four years. There were still five more years until the opening of the Ancestral Land, which would only happen once every ten thousand years.    

At that time, would he really have to rely on absorbing Spirit of Heaven and Earths to cultivate?    

Not to mention that speed, it couldn't even be compared to refining a supreme-grade Immortal Crystal. The difference was more than ten thousand times. Even that movement would scare countless old monsters to death. No, the entire Star Peak, and even the majority of the people in the Wan Sheng Mountains, they probably wouldn't be able to live in peace.    

❄ ️ ❄ ️ ❄ ️    

Time passed year by year.    

The consumption of top-grade Immortal Crystals was increasing year by year. Forty million trillion, fifty million trillion. In the last year, the number of top grade Yang Fanns Yang Fann refined had doubled, reaching a terrifying three hundred thousand trillion.    

It was simply unimaginable. Many Primary Semi-sage had worked so hard for their entire lives, but it was still not enough for Yang Fann to cultivate for a day.    

This gap, this blow, was truly too great.    

Of course, the more one paid, the greater the harvest. Under the accumulation of tens of millions of high grade Immortal Crystals, even with Yang Fann's abnormal foundation, his cultivation was steadily advancing at a terrifying speed. Nine Stars Great Saint early stage. . . Nine Stars Great Saint early stage. . . Peak. . . Nine Stars Great Saint mid stage. . . Peak Nine Stars Great Saint mid stage. . . . . .    

. . .    

Myriad Sacred Mountain - the main peak of Wan Sheng Mountains. It was nearly 100 million feet tall. Compared to it, Astral Peak was like a little brother who had never grown up.    

Halfway up Myriad Sacred Mountain.    

There was a huge arena. It was a hemispherical arena. Rows of trapezoid seats were arranged around the arena. There were a total of 999 rows of seats, which could accommodate hundreds of millions of spectators at once. It was not crowded at all.    

In the center of the arena, there were ten large arenas. Each arena was several hundred acres large.    

. . .    

On this day.    

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

One Escape Light after another tore through the Voids and fell into the arena. They consciously found a seat and sat down.    

No one was weak. The lowest grade was a one star Quasi-Saint expert. Among the hundred people, there was usually a seven star high grade Quasi-Saint, Eight Stars, and Nine Stars Great Saint. There were more than a hundred thousand of them, including the half-step Holy Lord and Holy Lord.    

Today, it was none other than the opening day of the Ancestral Land that happened once every ten thousand years.    

. . .