Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann looked down at the Holy Cat of the Eventide, Mo Xidisi, who was kneeling on the ground. His voice was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.    

But when it fell into Mo Xidisi's ears, it was like the sound of the Great Path, making her heart tremble.    

She knew that her life was in this moment.    

As long as she answered the word no, what awaited her would be death.    

A peerless expert like this was definitely not a soft-hearted person. In front of her, beauty was nothing.    

With just a slight hesitation, Mo Xidisi chose to submit. Losing her freedom was better than losing her own life.    

The weak would surrender to the expert. This was the eternal truth. Furthermore, so many Sovereign Lords had submitted to his feet. She was just a mere Master God, and there was nothing worthy of her to consider herself worthy of her status.    

In fact, it was her fortune that she was able to attach herself to such a peerless expert.    

"Alright, let go of your Sea of Consciousness. Don't resist. " Yang Fann nodded slightly.    

"Yes, Master. " Mo Xidisi did not hesitate at all and directly let go of her sea of consciousness. Clearly, she had already adjusted her position.    

"Boom ~ ~ ~"    

Yang Fann's eyes flashed. A wisp of his spirit was immediately thrown into Mo Xidisi's Sea of Consciousness.    

"Hiss ~ ~ ~ What a terrifying Spiritual Power. This. . . Is this master's power?" Mo Xidisi's heart trembled. Although Yang Fann's wisp of mental energy was very insignificant, However, with Yang Fann's cultivation level, his Holy Soul had already transformed into a real Holy Soul. It was also called a Holy Soul, but it was a half-Saint Holy Soul. It could only be considered a pseudo-Holy Soul, and Holy Sovereign's Holy Soul. There was a fundamental difference, like a small stream and a vast ocean. Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud.    

Even if it was just a strand, it was enough to crush a low grade Perfection Semi-saint, a hundred times, or even a thousand times more than Mo Xidisi.    

In an instant, Mo Xidisi's memory flashed in Yang Fann's mind like a stream of light. The reason why he accepted Mo Xidisi was mainly because Yang Fann wanted to understand the specific situation of Beast God Great World through her.    

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles.    

The information about the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts was just a general introduction of the Beast God Great World, but there was not much information about it.    

As for Mo Xidisi, as a Sovereign, she could be considered a top tier expert in the Beast God Great World. Even if she didn't know everything about the Beast God Great World, she should know more than half of it.    

Of course, her peerless appearance was also somewhat related.    

Beautiful women, especially peerless beauties, were always easier to obtain favorable impressions than men.    

Of course, it did not mean that he had any evil thoughts towards Mo Xidisi. It was purely appreciation and appreciation for beautiful things.    

Yang Fann did not really care about beauty. Perhaps it was because of the influence of his father, Yang Yunfeng, that he only loved his mother for his entire life. In his heart, he had a few close female friends to accompany him. It was enough! Three palaces and six courtyards, with many wives and concubines, it was not what he thought.    

Climbing the peak of the martial arts, surpassing all experts, and becoming invincible in the world was his lifelong pursuit.    

Otherwise, with so many maids by his side, he wouldn't have to sleep alone every night.    

Furthermore, this Mo Xidisi was no longer a pure Yin body. He did not know if this was a second hand or a third hand. Or a fourth hand. . . A woman, even if she was ten times more beautiful, Yang Fann would not really take a fancy to her.    

. . .    

Just as Yang Fann read Mo Xidisi's memories, Pu Yuan and the others also began to attack the other deities of the Dark Night Divine System.    

Facing the combined attack of hundreds of thousands of Quasi-Saint warriors from the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, these divine spirits of the Dark Night Divine System didn't even last ten breaths of time before they chose to surrender.    

As for these Gods who surrendered, Pu Yuan and the others didn't continue to kill them.    

Their main purpose in conquering the Beast God Great World was to plunder resources. If they wanted to mine all kinds of resources, they would need a lot of labor, and these natives of the Beast God Great World were the best labor.    

With the surrender of the gods of the Dark Night God System, how could the Spirit Cat Empire dare to resist? Even the high and mighty gods were defeated. Only these ants with the cultivation base of the strongest quasi-god could resist. They were simply courting death.    

. . .    

After the time it took to make a cup of tea.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann's closed eyes opened, and two beams of divine light flashed past them. His pupils instantly lit up. They were as brilliant as the starry sky, vast and boundless, and terrifying to the soul.    

The next moment. . .    

A smile flashed across the corner of Yang Fann's mouth, "Borrowing the power of faith to cultivate, this is not a bad shortcut. . . " Compared to the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, where they cultivated step by step, the speed at which these Beast God Great World's gods advanced could be considered as the speed of lightning, and it could even be said to be inconceivable.    

The In The Spirit Martial Continent was an ordinary martial artist. If one wanted to advance to the Quasi-Saint Stage, it would usually take hundreds of millions of years. However, in the Beast God Great World, as long as one had enough believers, it would not take a few thousand years for one to ignite the Divine Fire and advance to the lower.    

Many major powers and top grade monsters were just like this.    

Even after reaching the Dao and becoming a god, the power of faith could still make their cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.    

For example, Mo Xidisi had only spent ten million years to successfully ascend to the position of Sovereign.    

As for the Half Saints in Spiritual Martial Arts Continent, there were a few who had not cultivated bitterly for hundreds of millions of years, or even more years, before successfully attaining the position of a Half Saint.    

However, the disadvantages of this path of faith were equally shocking. All of their strength came from their followers, and their foundations were extremely unstable. Once their followers died on a large scale or abandoned their beliefs, the end of the gods would come.    

Moreover, the gods were not allowed to leave the world as they pleased. Once they left the world, it would be like rootless water. Their strength would drop at a terrifying rate, and they might even fall into a deep slumber because of the depletion of their Divine Power.    

Also, his low combat strength had also allowed Yang Fann to gain some experience. Compared to those silkpants Gongzi who relied entirely on pills, he was not much stronger. He could only rely on the gap between their cultivation realms to bully the weak.    

Overall, the disadvantages of the Dao of Faith were far greater than the benefits. It wasn't feasible.    

. . .    

"However, these gods are all living above the Divine Country. This is a huge problem. . . . "    

The sky above the World Of Gods was filled with stars, many of them were real stars, but some of them were actually the gods' Divine Country.    

The Divine Country was the lair of the gods, and it was also the strongest means of protection of the gods. A lower God was residing in the Divine Country. Even if a intermediate God dared to trespass, he would most likely be suppressed by the lower God. A Sovereign like Mo Xidisi was in his own Divine Kingdom. The combat strength she could exert was definitely not below that of an ordinary low grade Perfection Semi-saint.    

It was even more so for those Sovereign Lords who were comparable to a Perfection Semi-saint. Even if it was Yang Fann's 36 ~ Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint subordinates, it would still be hard for them to gain any advantage in their Divine Country.    

After all, under the suppression of the Strength Of World, all of their strength was suppressed by one major grade, and they would be able to unleash the combat strength of a Rank Six Perfection Semi-saint.    

Of course, the ones that Yang Fann truly feared were the five supreme gods. Once they broke through to the Fourth Grade Saint realm, with the help of the Divine Kingdom, even a Fifth Grade Saint might be suppressed by them. Although his strength had increased greatly, under the suppression of the Strength Of World, he could at most unleash the combat strength of a Fifth Grade Saint.    

If they really wanted to invade their Divine Country, it was really hard to say who would be able to suppress who.    

Before I kill those five supreme gods, it would be inappropriate for me to casually attack them. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to leave my Divine Country in fear.    

Ordinary Half Saints and Perfection Semi-saint. It wouldn't be of much help to my Myriad Beast Holy Body. What he needed was the real Holy Beast. Yang Fann had a feeling that even if he devoured and refined all the Sovereign Gods and Great Sovereigns in Beast God Great World, it would be very difficult for his Myriad Beast Holy Body to break through to the Perfection Stage. Only those five supreme Gods would be able to help him take that final step.    

"Looks like I have to think of a way to let those Gods leave their Divine Country on their own accord. . . " Under the circumstances where he couldn't casually make a move, With just his subordinates alone, he directly conquered the Divine Country. Even if he could win in the end, he would still suffer a great loss. Furthermore, the Divine Country was not fixed. If those Gods saw that the situation was bad. . . Hiding in the Divine Country was also a troublesome matter.    

The Beast God Great World was a large world after all, not to mention there were countless small worlds in the Middle World.    

Yang Fann didn't want to waste too much time in Beast God Great World. If possible, he wanted to conquer as many large worlds as possible before setting off for Origin Continent.    

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Yang Fann's mind, and a cold smile flashed across his face, "I don't believe that you gods can still sit still after breaking your roots. . . "    

. . .