Invincible Bloodline

All the old ancestors and ordinary maids were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe what they had just seen.    

They. . . What did they just see? The famous Monarch Boulder who had dominated the Holy Heart Domain for billions of years had just been destroyed by a single palm. My god! Are you f * cking kidding me?! That was Monarch Boulder, the one who claimed to have unparalleled defense. Or was it that they had encountered a fake Monarch Boulder?    

It wasn't true. This definitely wasn't real.    

. . .    

On the Void Battleground.    

Yang Fann's facial expression remained unchanged. There was no exception for him to blow up Monarch Boulder with his palm. Although he hadn't used all his strength in this palm strike, with the help of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body and twenty-five Perfection Holy Sovereign Law, the power of this palm strike was far beyond what an ordinary Ninth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign could compare with.    

Although Monarch Boulder was also a False Saint with thirty-six Daos, he was still far from being comparable to Jin Yuan, who had all thirty-six of them at the Perfection. His 36 Holy Sovereign Law was only at the Beginning. The strength he could unleash was the limit of an ordinary Eighth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign.    

"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"    

Monarch Boulder's shattered flesh began to wriggle and heal, as if it was going to reconstruct his body.    

Although Monarch Boulder was only a Pseudo Saint and didn't have a true Sacred Body, and couldn't be reborn from a single drop of blood, the tenacity of his life force wasn't something that ordinary people could imagine.    

As long as there was only a little bit of flesh left, it wouldn't be difficult for him to be reborn with flesh and blood.    

However, right at this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Devouring Black Hole suddenly appeared. In an instant, it devoured all of Monarch Boulder's shattered flesh and blood. Boundless power of devourings burst out, crazily devouring Monarch Boulder's purest Strength of Original Life.    

As expected of the 36 False Saints. The purity of Monarch Boulder's Strength of Original Life. The Silver Dragon Ancestor, which was dozens, hundreds of times stronger than the 33 Pseudo-saint Stage, caused the power of Yang Fann's Body to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

Unknowingly, Yang Fann's face revealed an intoxicated expression. That feeling. . . It was really refreshing.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann forcefully suppressed the thought of continuing to devour Monarch Boulder. The vast and mighty energy within his body circulated, completely suppressing Monarch Boulder.    

Now was not the time to focus on devouring Monarch Boulder. There was still an old dragon waiting for him to deal with.    

With a thought, Yang Fann shifted his gaze and looked coldly at Jin Yuan below. He said provocatively, "Old thing, it's your turn. Come up and fight me. "    

"Damn Little Son Yang Fan. . . " Jin Yuan's face turned red. He wanted to rush up and fight with Yang Fann, but when he thought of Monarch Boulder who was blown up by the palm, his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he could not move.    

As Monarch Boulder's best friend, Monarch Boulder's strength. . . He knew very well that even if it was him. . . It was easy to defeat Monarch Boulder, but if he wanted to be like Yang Fann. . . He could kill Monarch Boulder with a single strike. It could even be said that it was impossible. It wasn't an easy task, Monarch Boulder who had obtained the Dao in Spirit Mountain. In terms of defense alone, in the huge Holy Heart Domain. . . No one would dare to claim that Monarch Boulder was ranked second.    

In a one on one fight, it was very likely that he would lose more than he could win.    

"Old thing, you're not afraid, are you?" Yang Fann looked down at Jin Yuan from above and said in a soft voice.    

"Young Yang, this is the reason why you don't understand the old dragon head. How could the Old Dragon not accept your challenge?" Without waiting for Jin Yuan to speak, Yu of Monarch God said with a mocking expression. " Old Dragon, do you think so? "    

At this moment, Yu of Monarch God couldn't wait for Jin Yuan to step onto the stage and fight Yang Fann. Yang Fann could instantly kill Monarch Boulder with a single palm strike. His combat strength was no less terrifying than Jin Yuan's. As long as he could kill Jin Yuan, the Emperor God Clan would replace the Golden Dragon Clan and become the number one family in Holy Heart Domain.    

Listening to the chorus of Yang Fann and Yu Yu from the Monarch God, Jin Yuan was furious. Little Son Yang Fan and the old man from the Monarch God had gone too far.    

He really wanted to go on stage and fight Yang Fann at all costs, but in the end, his rationality defeated his impulse.    

He couldn't afford to lose this battle. Once he lost, it would be a devastating blow to the Golden Dragon Clan.    

"It seems like my performance just now scared that old bastard. " A hint of regret flashed across Yang Fann's eyes, but very quickly. . . That trace of regret disappeared without a trace. If this happened again. . . He would still suppress that Monarch Boulder with the force of lightning, because that Monarch Boulder was too disgusting. Even now, when he recalled Monarch Boulder's gaze, it was as if he was looking at his most beloved woman with infatuation. Yang Fann could still feel the hairs on his body standing on end.    

The chance to suppress Jin Yuan! There would be plenty of opportunities in the future, and he wouldn't miss this chance.    

"The Golden Dragon Clan is just so-so. " He looked at Jin Yuan with disdain, and the group of Golden Dragon Clan experts behind him.    

Yang Fann's figure flashed, and he descended from the void battlefield. He strode towards the Hundred Clans Sacred Hall.    

Wherever he went, All the experts, from the ancestors of all races to the ancestors of all races. As for the ordinary High-level Pseudo-saint, he kept his distance and looked at Yang Fann with eyes full of respect.    

The sky was going to change. With the combined strength of Emperor God Clan and Yang Fann, they were no longer a match for the Golden Dragon Clan. Perhaps, after this year's Hundred Clan Congress, the number one overlord of the Golden Dragon Clan would be abdicated from his position.    

The maids looked at Yang Fann with sparkling eyes. Their fiery eyes could melt anyone who looked at them.    

A single person was able to suppress an entire clan, and he was the number one overlord of the clan - the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan.    

Powerful. He was really too powerful.    

If they could become his women, no, even if it was just a night's worth of pleasure, their lives would be worth it.    

In the future, even the high and mighty Top-Level Pseudo-saint would have to give them some face.    

Unknowingly, many of the maids were getting a little wet somewhere.    

. . .    

"Little Son Yang Fan. . . " He looked at Yang Fann's back as he gradually disappeared into the distance. A green light flashed across Jin Yuan's eyes. He would never let this matter go just like that. In the past tens of billions of years, the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan had never suffered such humiliation.    

If he didn't shred Little Son Yang Fan into a million pieces. . . He would burn his bones and scatter his ashes. It would be hard to dispel the hatred in his heart.    

. . .    

Time passed bit by bit. Very soon, three days had passed.    

During these three days, Yang Fann seemed to have become the center of everyone's attention. Apart from the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan, his allies, and the affiliated expert, all the other expert, including the alliance expert that had left the three major powers, all came up to Yang Fann and made him look familiar.    

Even if they couldn't be on good terms with Yang Fann, they couldn't be on bad terms with him.    

He was less than ten thousand years old, and he had the strength of the strongest person in Holy Heart Domain. It was beyond their imagination what kind of realm such a monster would grow to in the end.    

Fortunately, this monster was a creature from outer space. At most, it would return to the outside world in seven to eight hundred years.    

During this time, many female false saints secretly sent their goodbyes to Yang Fann. Their eyes were like the tide.    

At this moment, these female false saints, who were high and mighty, weren't any better than those maids.    

Unfortunately, Yang Fann wasn't obsessed with female sex. These female false saints were destined to be disappointed.    

. . .    

The fourth day, noon.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Suddenly, the entire Ten Thousand Beast Mountain turned dark.    

"It's finally here. . . My saber is hungry ~ thirsty ~ I can't wait anymore. . . "    

. . .