Invincible Bloodline

"Boom. . . Boom. . . Boom. . . "    

Yang Fann's aura was like a landslide or a tsunami, rising crazily.    

In all directions, large tracts of space collapsed and turned into powder.    

The power of the shell was ten times stronger, a hundred times stronger than before. It was simply shocking.    

He had made a breakthrough. After absorbing more than half of Cyan Dragon King's Strength of Original Life, Yang Fann finally broke through the thin membrane and took the most important step. The Myriad Beast Holy Body had truly broken through to the Great Perfection Stage.    

. . .    

One day later.    

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

As for the power of the shell, it finally stabilized at the power of one billion saints.    

Terrifying, incomparably terrifying. One should know that an ordinary Fifth Level Saint might not even be able to unleash the power of one billion saints with a single strike.    

In other words, Yang Fann was able to kill a Fifth Level Saint with just the power of the shell alone.    

This power was far beyond Yang Fann's expectations. He thought that after reaching the Huge Perfection of the Myriad Beast Holy Body, it would be considered not bad if his power of the shell could reach the Third Level Saint realm.    

It was so powerful that it was hard to describe with words. Adding the seven great Holy Sovereign Law, At this moment, even if it was a Ninth Grade Saint, Yang Fann had full confidence that he could suppress him. Even if it was a slightly weaker First Grade intermediate Saint, he would still have to fight to decide who would win and who would lose.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's face turned pale all of a sudden, as if his head was going to explode. Countless profound saint runes flashed in Yang Fanshihai's mind. They swarmed towards the Holy Soul in the center of the Sea of Consciousness, as if they were trying to squeeze his Holy Soul to explode.    

. . .    

He didn't know how much time had passed. Perhaps it was an instant, or perhaps it was a day.    

Only then did Yang Fann gradually regain his strength.    

"Huuu ~ ~"    

Letting out a deep breath, Yang Fann felt a lingering fear in his heart. Fortunately, after he swallowed all of the Archaeopterygiums and half of Cyan Dragon King's Cyan Dragon Kings, his Holy Souls had increased by a large margin, catching up to some high-level Saints. Otherwise, his Holy Souls would really have exploded this time.    

S would still be severely damaged.    

S first.    

This wasn't the first time that the Black Iron Battle Body had broken through to the Huge Perfection. The Five-elemental Demon God Battle Body had broken through to the Huge Perfection. It was the same. However, at that time, it wasn't as scary as this time. It only made him feel a swelling pain. It was also because of this that although Yang Fann was somewhat prepared, he did not take it to heart. That was why he ate it. Such a huge loss.    

But in next to no time, that wisp of terror was replaced by a wave of wild joy.    

The Hung Meng Indestructible Body was a skill that was ten million times scarier than the Myriad Beast Holy Body. As long as one was at the Small Completion, they would be able to kill a Saint King with their body. Once they reached the Huge Perfection, even True God Sovereign would have the strength to fight them.    

This True God was not a True God from the Beast God Great World. He was the true Supreme God, the peerless expert that surpassed a Saint King.    

It was very likely that the master of the Aima Realm was a True God Sovereign.    

In the time it took to breathe.    

A purple gas appeared in Yang Fann's hand. It was like a symbol of the Great Dao. With just a glance, it seemed like it could make people fall into the Enlightenment. Countless Great Dao principles flashed in the Sea of Consciousness.    

This purple gaseous substance was none other than the Primordial Purple Clouds that countless Half Saints had been searching for.    

When the Beast God Great World was first born, one of the five Primordial Purple Clouds, the Archaeopterygium, had attained the foundation of the Great Dao and became a Saint.    

Yang Fann had already successfully mastered the Holy Sovereign Law. As long as he fused the Primordial Purple Clouds with his Golden Elixir Of Life, he would immediately become a Saint. However, Yang Fann was not willing to become a Saint just like that.    

The trip to the Origin Continent had gathered hundreds of millions of Half Saints and a million False Saints. It was definitely the best hunting ground for him. Once he missed it, it would take him at least tens of thousands of years to truly stand at the peak of the Tiannan Realm River. Moreover, even if he didn't think for himself, he would still have to consider the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

Without his guidance, it would be considered pretty good if those Perfection Semi-saint from the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts could obtain a Primordial Purple Clouds.    

Initially, he thought that he wouldn't be able to use this Primordial Purple Clouds for nearly a thousand years. Even Yang Fann was considering whether he should give this Primordial Purple Clouds to his subordinates. At that time, even if he entered the Origin Continent, there would still be a Saint guarding Sixth Young Master Peak for him.    

However, the appearance of this Hung Meng Indestructible Body had completely broken his plan.    

Because in order to cultivate the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, the prerequisite was to have the Primordial Purple Clouds.    

Just an official Beginning required 999 Primordial Purple Clouds. It was frightening to hear that. If one wanted a Small Completion, they would need a Millions Primordial Purple Clouds.    

This was to make him become the killer of the Sage. Otherwise, even if he plundered all the Origin Continents in Origin Continent, it would still be far from enough for him to reach the Small Success Stage.    

The most important thing was that the Hung Meng Indestructible Body had directly broken down the Primordial Purple Clouds into a type of Strength of Origin, strengthening his own Body. It wouldn't increase his cultivation base.    

. . .    

"What was the purple lightning I encountered in the back mountain that day?" Yang Fann had already asked this question countless times. Unfortunately, he still had no clue. It wasn't that he hadn't carefully examined his Sea of Consciousness, but he also didn't find anything unusual.    

Perhaps his strength was far from enough to detect all of this. Compared to the expert that appeared in his Sea of Consciousness when he had just obtained a fortuitous encounter, it was still as weak as before.    

In front of them, a Pseudo Saint like him was not much stronger than an ant on this land.    

"Whew ~ ~ ~"    

Yang Fann shook his head hard. He didn't think too much about it. As his cultivation base and strength continued to increase, one day, he would understand everything.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Devouring Black Hole unleashed its power once more. Boundless power of devourings swept towards Cyan Dragon King, crazily devouring his purest Strength of Original Life.    

However, it was a pity that after the Myriad Beast Holy Body had broken through to the Great Perfection Stage, a Fourth Grade Saint like Cyan Dragon King's advancement was limited.    

. . .    

One month later.    

Cyan Dragon King had completely transformed into a Flying Ash. Yang Fann's power of the shell had only grown by less than ten thousand Power of Semi-saint, and it was almost negligible.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

A purple light flashed, and a Primordial Purple Clouds appeared in Yang Fann's hand.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Hung Meng Indestructible Body started circulating. The Primordial Purple Clouds, which even Top Saints couldn't do anything to, magically broke down and turned into a strange purple mist. In an instant, it covered Yang Fann's entire body, forming a huge purple cocoon.    

. . .    

Soon, another month had passed.    

The purple mist disappeared without a trace, and the Primordial Purple Clouds was completely refined by Yang Fann.    

"Hiss. . . This Primordial Purple Clouds is worthy of being called the chance to become a saint. The foundation of the Great Dao is indeed extraordinary. " However, this Primordial Purple Clouds not only doubled his power of the shell, it also doubled his Body Defense.    

One should know that after reaching the Huge Perfection of Myriad Beast Holy Body, Yang Fann's Body was comparable to some Third Tribulation Saint Weapons. Now, even amongst the many Third Tribulation Saint Weapons, he was considered one of the best.    

And this was only a single Primordial Purple Clouds. Once he swallowed 999 Primordial Purple Clouds, how terrifying would the true Beginning of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body be?    

He was afraid that with just the power of the shell alone, he would be able to kill High-level Holy Sovereign.    

"Hu ~ ~"    

Taking a deep breath, he forcefully suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. Yang Fann began to absorb the second Primordial Purple Clouds. . .    

. . .