Invincible Bloodline

Sure enough, it was just like what Yang Fann and Great Elemental Old Man had analyzed. The reason why Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign had gathered them in such a hurry was because of the upcoming emergence of Origin Continent. He even said that this would be a rare opportunity that would only appear once every ten billion years. The Primordial Purple Clouds that was nurtured in Origin Continent far exceeded the previous years, and it was very likely to exceed a hundred thousand.    

However, none of the elders were too excited about this. Even if the number of Primordial Purple Clouds nurtured in the Origin Continent was several times higher than the previous batch, so what? Not to mention a few times more, even if there were dozens or even hundreds of times more, it would still not be a lack of food.    

The chances of them getting the Primordial Purple Cloudss were infinitely close to zero.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign suddenly smiled mysteriously and mentioned Yang Fann.    

"What? His Royal Highness Yang Fan?" All the Perfection Semi-saint were stunned. But soon, they regained their senses and found it hard to conceal the excitement in their hearts. What their grandmaster said was right. This time is different from the past. We have His Royal Highness Yang Fan now. This time, our Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts will be able to win several times, or even dozens of times more than the previous battles.    

The Origin Continent was the core of the Tiannan Realm River, and it was also the most mysterious place in the Tiannan Realm River. Apart from the reappearance of the Origin Continent every hundred million years, even Top-level Holy Sovereign and Half-Step Saint King warriors would find it hard to find him. Perhaps only the legendary Saint King expert could find his whereabouts.    

Moreover, the surroundings of the Origin Continent were shrouded by a layer of mysterious energy. This energy had no effect on semi-Saints like them. It allowed them to enter and exit freely, but to Saint Sovereign, it was like a natural chasm that made it difficult for them to take a step forward.    

It wasn't like Saint Sovereign didn't believe in the evil and forcefully broke into the Origin Continent. There was even a Top-level Holy Sovereign among them, but the result was the same. He was reduced to ashes without even leaving a corpse behind.    

From then on, no one dared to step into the Origin Continent anymore.    

It was also because of this that these first-rate powers had the chance to seize the Primordial Purple Clouds. If Saint Sovereign could enter the Origin Continent, the Primordial Purple Clouds inside would have long been destroyed. Those super powers with Top-level Holy Sovereign and Half-Step Saint King cultivation bases had all been taken away. How could they still have a chance to obtain the Primordial Purple Clouds?    

With Yang Fann's current combat strength, he had the potential to surpass the False Saint realm and chase after a low grade First Grade Saint. If he was given another eight hundred years, he wouldn't be able to imagine what realm he would reach. At that time, even if he couldn't defeat the Origin Continent, he would still be one of the top expert in the world.    

There were hundreds of thousands of false saints in the Tiannan Realm River that controlled the Holy Sovereign Law. Even if there weren't ten million of them, there would still be at least a million of them, and they were all false saints as well. There were also 36 to 9 grades. Those pseudo-saints who had successfully mastered multiple Holy Sovereign Law had terrifying combat strength. They were even able to match a level five or Rank Six low level saint.    

It was said that tens of billions of years ago, there was once a false saint who had mastered nine Holy Sovereign Law. His combat strength was so terrifying that even ordinary low level eighth grade saints were no match for him. He had swept across the entire Origin Continent with his invincible potential, and he had robbed nearly three levels of Primordial Purple Clouds by himself.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of leaving the Origin Continent and being hunted down by all the major powers of the Tiannan Realm River. . . Perhaps, all the Primordial Purple Cloudss would have been plundered by him at that time.    

. . .    

"Alright, all of you can leave now. Two hundred years later, all of you will gather here. This sovereign will bring all of you to the Land of Origin. " Although there were still nearly eight hundred years left, the Realm River was vast, and the great world was like sand. Even a high-level Saint like Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign would need several hundred years to reach the center of the Realm River.    

"Disciple will take his leave. "    

. . .    

Not long after they left the Martial Saint Continent, Yang Fann's Sixth Young Master Palace was once again in an uproar.    

The Perfection Semi-saint couldn't care less about their reservations. They all handed over their natal Yang Fanns to Yang Fann and swore their loyalty to him. Even if Yang Fann could really obtain a large amount of Yang Fanns eight hundred years later, would they be given the Primordial Purple Cloudss?    

One of them was his subordinate whom he trusted, and the other was an ordinary fellow disciple who didn't have much of a relationship with him. S to when the time came.    

He had cultivated bitterly for billions of years. It was all for the sake of one day achieving sainthood and achieving immortality.    

Even if it meant giving up their freedom, they wouldn't hesitate to do so.    

In less than half a month's time, the ordinary Half Saints under Yang Fann's command hadn't changed much. However, the number of Perfection Semi-saint warriors had doubled, and their strength had increased by several times.    

At this moment, the number of Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint warriors under Yang Fann's command had reached eighteen. There was no need to talk about the other high grade Perfection Semi-saint warriors. There were more than a hundred of them.    

The strength of their forces had directly surpassed most of the low grade Holy Sovereign in Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. They were calling each of them Saint Sovereign with envy.    

Unfortunately, they could only be envious of this. It couldn't be helped. After all, they didn't have the ability to help their subordinates achieve sainthood.    

As long as they had the chance to attain sainthood, they would be able to make countless Half Saints give up everything, let alone the first level or even more.    

. . .    

Yuanyang Holy City - A Nine Star High Grade Holy City in the center of Spiritual Martial Arts Continent.    

Among the tens of thousands of high grade nine-star holy cities in the center, Yuanyang Holy City could be considered one of the top. Legend has it that the ruler of the holy city, the Yuan Yang clan, had Demi-Saint Ancestor in charge, and there was even more than one.    

The entire Yuanyang Holy City was like a small world, connected to hundreds of millions of miles. It was surrounded by layers and layers of city-protecting formations. Once it was activated, even a Peak Semi-saint wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.    

Emerald Jade Restaurant - one of the many high-class restaurants in Yuanyang Holy City.    

The building was nine stories tall, and it was dazzling and resplendent. Most of the guests here were at the Quasi-Saint, and even the Great Sage expert would occasionally come in and out of the building.    

. . .    

On the sixth floor of the Emerald Jade Building, there was a seat by the window.    

There were two young women sitting there. One of them was dressed in red, while the other was dressed in white.    

The woman in red looked to be about 17 or 18 years old. She had an oval face, dimples, and curved eyelashes. Her skin was as white as snow. She was extremely beautiful and devastatingly beautiful. Even in the entire Yuanyang Holy City, there were probably not many people who could defeat her.    

However, there was a trace of anxiety in her eyes. There was also a bit of uneasiness and uneasiness.    

Perhaps it was because of her own cultivation base. Her mere cultivation base was so conspicuous in the Jade Tower, which was usually a Quasi-Saint expert. Even the maid of the Jade Tower was much stronger than her.    

The girl opposite her also looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her face was so beautiful that it could topple cities and cities. She was not inferior to the girl in red at all. Her figure was graceful, and her temperament was otherworldly. She looked like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world. Between her brows, there was a trace of valiance mixed within, which added an unusual charm to her.    

Her cultivation base was much higher than the red-clothed young lady's. She had already stepped into the Quasi-Saint Stage with one foot. In this Jade Pavilion, it wasn't that conspicuous.    

Behind White-robed Maiden stood two old men, one black and one white. They were hunched like two humble servants. Their auras were ordinary, like two ordinary old men who could not understand any martial arts. However, there was a trace of aura that was revealed by chance. It was like a god that had descended to the mortal world, the Great Saint expert. In front of them, they were like aphids that could be destroyed at any time.    

"Si. . . Sis Sisi, I. . . Let's hurry up and leave. You just taught that Shang Fei a lesson. The people of the Shang Family will never let this matter rest. . . "    

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