C1226 A Hundred Thousand Purple Grandmist Aura
C1226 A Hundred Thousand Purple Grandmist Aura
At this moment, the terror of Yang Fann's forces had far exceeded the peak of the Golden Dragon Clan. Among them, there were 162 Top-Level Pseudo-saint warriors, and more than 500 of them were below the First Grade. As for the ordinary mid and low grade pseudo-saints, there were thousands and thousands of them.
Although the strongest 36 False Saints were only Ancestor Cang Yun, there were two more of the weaker 35.
If Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign and the others knew about Yang Fann's current strength, they would surely be scared out of their wits.
Comparisons really made people angry.
They had worked so hard for 10 billion years, but now. . . In the end, it couldn't even compare to Yang Fann's harvest of one or two years, or even less than a single point. This blow was truly not something that could be described with words.
After unifying the Holy Heart Domain, Yang Fann's first order was to search for the Primordial Purple Clouds that was kept by all the races in the Holy Heart Domain. It didn't matter if it was a large clan or an ordinary clan. Anyone who dared to collect a single Primordial Purple Clouds would be severely punished. Not only that, Yang Fann also sent out a huge number of people to search the entire Holy Heart Domain for the Primordial Purple Clouds.
All the Primordial Purple Clouds accumulated by the major powers needed to be collected, and the newly nurtured Primordial Purple Clouds that had been nurtured over the past hundred million years couldn't be let go either.
A small Yang Yun domain had discovered 232 Primordial Purple Cloudss. After Yang Fann left Yang Yun for over a year, he had found 32 more Primordial Purple Cloudss under his command. As a top great domain, Holy Heart Domain was dozens of times larger than the Yang Yun domain. The Primordial Purple Cloudss that were bred within it shouldn't be too far off.
Even if there weren't 10,000 of them, there would at least be 7,000 or 8000 of them. How could he give up just like that?
It was just that like this, it would be hard on the various Sacred Palace elites.
Often, they would discover a Primordial Purple Clouds. Before they could even obtain that Primordial Purple Clouds, Elite Army after Elite Army descended from the sky, plundering that Primordial Purple Clouds clean.
As for resistance?
They were simply courting death. Those armies were the elites of all races. The leader was either High-level Pseudo-saint, a fake intermediate Saint, or even a Top-Level Pseudo-saint. Furthermore, even if they could deal with that army, what awaited them would be the endless pursuit of all the major powers in Holy Heart Domain.
Whatever kind of master they had, they would have their own subordinates. Yang Fann could do whatever he wanted, and his subordinates wouldn't be any better.
No matter what kind of saint son of The Supreme Palaces or the top sect Holy Virgin, no matter how powerful her background was, she would not be able to do anything in Holy Heart Domain.
In just a few months' time, The number of dead The Supreme Palaces's Son Holy Virgin had reached twelve. Although these Saint sons, Holy Virgin, had a lot of trump cards, they were nothing in front of Top-Level Pseudo-saint and even the ancestors of various families. They didn't even have the chance to escape.
In the dark, countless disciples of the major powers wanted to eat Yang Fann's flesh and drink his blood.
This bastard was simply inhuman. He had never done such a thing before. Your mother even ate his meat! No matter what, you have to give us people a sip of soup.
But he poured it well. Not to mention the soup, he didn't even leave a bit of bone dregs for them.
This bastard, could it be that he didn't know what it meant to leave a thread behind for everything, that it would be easier to meet in the future?
In the end, each and every disciple of the Sacred Palace could only leave Holy Heart Domain with their tails between their legs and head to the other great regions.
If they continued to stay in Holy Heart Domain, they wouldn't be able to attain the Dao and become saints anymore.
Little Son Yang Fan. I will remember this grudge.
Let's just wait and see.
. . .
Diancai Mountain, Monarch God Palace.
Yang Fann sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion.
After eliminating the Golden Dragon Clan, Yang Fann returned to Diancai Mountain. After leaving a clone behind to guard the place, he began his secluded cultivation.
As for the other trivial matters, Yang Fann handed them over to the Monarch God's Feng and the others.
Half a year had passed, and Yang Fann had already devoured and refined all the King Of Vicious Beasts. Although these King Of Vicious Beasts didn't know anything about Tao of Laws, each and every one of them was as big as a Strength of Original Life. They were much stronger than Top-Level Pseudo-saint Top-Level Pseudo-saints, the weakest of them all. The Strength of Original Life in his body was no less than thirty False Saints. As for those top tier King Of Vicious Beasts that were comparable to thirty-six False Saints. . . The vastness of the Strength of Original Life was several times greater than thirty-six False Saints.
After absorbing the two hundred and eighty-six King Of Vicious Beasts, Yang Fann's Body's strength had increased once again. Even if it wasn't as strong as some Fifth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign, it wouldn't be much weaker.
Once he used all his trump cards and unleashed all his combat strength, he shouldn't be much weaker than a Second Grade Half-Step Saint King.
. . .
One year later.
"Argh! Little Son Yang Fan, you're going to die a horrible death!"
Following the curse of the extreme Enmity, Jin Yuan completely turned into a Flying Ash.
All the false saints of the Golden Dragon Alliance had been devoured by him. At this moment, Yang Fann had once again gained control of the Holy Sovereign Law of Three Paths, and the number of Laws he had comprehended had reached seventy-four. If it wasn't for the fact that he had spent a lot of time studying the new Laws, a mere saint of the Golden Dragon Alliance wouldn't be able to use so much of his time.
Among them, there were already thirty Perfection Laws. With just the Holy Sovereign Law alone, Yang Fann was confident that he could suppress a thirty-six false saints.
In the next moment. . .
"Rumble. . . "
With a thought in Yang Fann's mind, a terrifying black Dragon Scale and Giant Beast appeared in front of him.
If it wasn't Cyan Beast Emperor, then who else could it be?
Good things naturally needed to be enjoyed for the last time.
"Rumble. . . "
A Devouring Black Hole appeared out of thin air, swallowing Cyan Beast Emperor in an instant.
In an instant, an endless amount of power of devourings exploded out, crazily devouring Cyan Beast Emperor's Strength of Original Life.
As expected of a terrifying existence comparable to a Half-Step Saint King. It took Yang Fann more than three months to completely devour it.
Of course, the benefits were not small. Just this Cyan Beast Emperor alone could match up to two hundred King Of Vicious Beast.
This allowed Yang Fann's Body's strength to enter the Fifth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign, and it was one of the best amongst them.
Adding the power of the law, Yang Fann was confident that he could suppress a Second Grade Half-Step Saint King, or even fight a Half-Step Saint King from the Three Paths.
In the Origin Continent, even if this power couldn't be considered invincible, it shouldn't be much weaker.
"It's time to cultivate the Hung Meng Indestructible Body. " A golden light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes.
The next moment. . .
"Rumble. . . "
With a flash of the Violet Light, a purple crystal appeared in Yang Fann's hand.
The Grandmist Bead - a Intermediate Sage that Yang Fann had obtained from the Golden Dragon Clan. It had no other use, and was only used to store Primordial Purple Cloudss.
"I wonder how many Primordial Purple Cloudss my clone has collected. " Over the past year, Yang Fann had been focusing on refining the King Of Vicious Beasts and the False Saints of the Golden Dragon Alliance. As for the matter of collecting Primordial Purple Cloudss, Yang Fann had given it all to his clone.
"Rumble. . . "
With a flick of his Saint's Consciousness, he entered the Vast Meng Pearl.
In that instant, an unconcealable shock flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. One hundred thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss. To be precise, there was a total of one hundred thousand three thousand two hundred and sixty-eight Primordial Purple Cloudss.
This number was simply enough to scare people to death.
If it was used to cultivate saints, it would be a total of one hundred thousand three thousand two hundred and sixty-eight saints.
One should know that the ordinary The Supreme Palaces only had a few thousand saints. Even those super powers that had existed for hundreds of billions of years and were guarded by Half-Step Saint King might not even have a hundred thousand saints.
However, Yang Fann was after all a man who had seen a lot of things. He quickly calmed down and thought about it carefully. One hundred thousand three thousand two hundred and sixty-eight Primordial Purple Clouds. It didn't seem like a lot.
Just the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan alone had brought him over fifteen thousand six hundred Primordial Purple Cloudss. Although the Emperor God Clan and Silver Phoenix Clan were slightly weaker, they still had over ten thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss. In total, they had nearly forty thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss. Out of the 86 major families, there were at least 200 to 300 Primordial Purple Cloudss. It wasn't that they didn't have more than a thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss. If they combined all of them together, they would have around 40,000 to 50,000 Primordial Purple Cloudss.
Adding those ordinary races and the newly nurtured Holy Heart Domains from the Holy Heart Domain, it wouldn't be difficult for them to gather ten to twenty thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss.
It was just that there were many people who were offended during this period of time, especially those Sacred Palace elites.
Shaking his head, he threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart. With his current cultivation base and strength, who could he be afraid of in the Tiannan Realm River?
Especially eight hundred years later, those Sacred Palaces could only swallow their anger and swallow their anger. Otherwise, he didn't mind teaching them how to behave.
. . .
Very quickly, Yang Fann circulated the Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Great Technique and began refining the Primordial Purple Clouds.
Since he started cultivating the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, he had already refined 828 Primordial Purple Cloudss intermittently. He was only a hundred and seventy-one Primordial Purple Cloudss away from reaching the true Beginning.
S, Yang Fann's Yang Fanns had made significant progress.
Although he hadn't truly broken through to the Great Perfection Stage, he wasn't too far away.
Originally, it would take him half a day to absorb and refine a Primordial Purple Clouds, but the time was shortened by a lot. One day was more than enough for him to refine the Primordial Purple Clouds in the Three Paths.
. . .
Time passed very quickly, and fifty-four days had passed.
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
Suddenly, a terrifying violet figure appeared behind Yang Fann. It was Devil God, the ruler of the world, the sole ruler of this world.
The power of the shell on his body began to rise at a terrifying speed.
. . .