C1261 Minor Success of the Hong Meng Indestructible Body
C1261 Minor Success of the Hong Meng Indestructible Body
It was also the only domain in the Origin Domain that wasn't under Yang Fann's control.
The Ice and Snow Holy City. - - The number one holy city of the Ice and Snow Domain, and also the Holy Capital of the Ice Fairy Clan, the largest clan in the Ice and Snow Domain.
At this moment, not only were the top experts of all the major powers in the Ice and Snow Domain gathered in the Holy City, they also gathered all the resistance forces of Yang Fann from the Origin Continent.
Yang Fann had countless experts under his command, and the 32 Holy Soul Avatar was comparable to High-level Half-step Saint King's. However, it was still a little difficult to completely seal off a large region. After all, it wasn't a country, nor was it a city. It was a large region. If Yang Fann's true self were to personally take action. . . His Divine Sense could still cover a large region, the Holy Soul Avatar. Being able to cover a hundred and one large regions was the limit. Basically, every large region had plenty of experts that escaped from the Army Of Yang Family's encirclement. Some of them hid in Secret Realm, but most of them joined the rebel army. They wanted to take revenge for the destruction of their families.
In the huge Holy City of Ice and Snow, there were as many expert as the clouds. There were more than a thousand Top-Level Pseudo-saint warriors, and there were even twenty-eight Half-Step Saint King warriors. The strongest one among them had even reached the 14th Half-step Saint King Stage. His strength was even greater than the Nether Palace at its peak.
Unfortunately, for the Army Of Yang Family, this little bit of strength was still weak, it was on a completely different level.
One should know that after taking down all the major domains, Yang Fann's forces had also skyrocketed like a snowball.
The ones who knew the situation were the elites. In this world, there were still people who were afraid of death.
Even some Half-Step Saint King would choose to compromise and submit for the sake of their race.
Now, even without counting Yang Fann's 32 Holy Soul Avatar, Yang Fann had 198 Half-Step Saint King warriors under his command. Among them, 10 and above Middle-level Half-step Saint King had 16th. The strongest one among them had reached 16 Half-step Saint King Stage warriors. Even among the ten major powers in the past, only Lord of the Nine Empyreans, King Of Devil God, the Truism Master and a few others were able to suppress him.
As for the Top-Level Pseudo-saint, there were even more of them. There were more than ten thousand of them. There was a huge gap between the two of them.
. . .
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
There was no more nonsense to be said. At this point, there was nothing left to talk about, not even the thought of surrendering. With 32 Holy Soul Avatar attacking at the same time, it was simply enough to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth. With just a single strike, the Holy City of Ice and Snow was completely destroyed. The Barrier For Protecting The City that could resist High-level Half-step Saint King's attack.
. . .
"Ah! It's broken! The Barrier For Protecting The City is broken just like that, how could it be like this. . . "
. . .
"Kill!" A Holy Soul Avatar waved its hand and gave the order to attack.
"Kill!" Kill! '" Kill!" . . .
In an instant, hundreds of billions of Army Of Yang Family Combat Weapons in all directions, led by Half-Step Saint King warriors, rushed towards the Ice Snow Holy City like a tidal wave.
The massacre was a one-sided massacre.
"Argh! No, don't kill me. "
"Wuwuwuwu ~ ~ I don't want to die, I don't want to die. "
"Ahh ~ ~ ~ Spare me! Spare me, His Excellency Yang Fan! I'm willing to surrender, I'm willing to surrender!"
. . .
One day later.
Fresh blood dyed the entire Holy City of Ice and Snow red.
Yang Fann didn't have a good impression of these stubborn people. In the Holy City of Ice and Snow, more than half of the expert of the billions of races had been slaughtered.
The rest of them had been reduced to the lowest slaves. Even their clansmen in other places had become lowly slaves of the Slave Clan.
. . .
After nearly seventy-five years, the entire Origin Continent had finally been unified.
A huge amount of resources had been plundered and transported back to the Abyssal Mountain. Of course, what Yang Fann cared about the most was the Primordial Purple Clouds. Although the other large domains were far from being comparable to the Central Sanctuary, and even the top grade domains like the Ice Snow Domain were more than ten times weaker than the Central Sanctuary, the quantity of the Central Sanctuarys had caused a qualitative change. When the eight hundred and thirty-nine large domains were combined, the quantity of Central Sanctuarys would cause a qualitative change, which was still a considerable amount.
In an ordinary large domain, there were hundreds of Thousands Primordial Purple Cloudss. There were a few thousand medium sized domains and more than ten thousand High Grade large domains. There were at least fifty thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss in top large domains. Adding them up, the total number of Yang Fanns was close to 2. 6 million, causing the number of Primordial Purple Cloudss in Yang Fann's hands to double.
If he could refine all of them, not only would he be able to break through to the Small Completion, he would also be able to take a big step forward.
Of course, there were both advantages and disadvantages to everything. Yang Fann had unified the Origin Continent. He had looted a huge amount of resources, but at the same time. . . He had almost offended all the major powers in the Tiannan Realm River. Basically, all of them had their own foundations in the Origin Continent. The weaker ones had occupied a few large cities. The stronger ones would dominate a few countries. It was a supreme sect like the Myriad Saints Palace and the Taoism. Super powers could even occupy a region. When the Army Of Yang Family was sweeping the land, they wouldn't care about the fact that they were the native powers of the Origin Continent. As for the major powers of Tiannan Realm River, they were treated equally. There were only two options, either hand over everything obediently. Surrender, or die. There was no third option.
For more than seventy years, countless Holy Palace and Great Sect's Holy Son Holy Virgin had fallen at the hands of the Army Of Yang Family.
It was not an exaggeration to say that they were enemies of the entire world.
After returning to the Tiannan Realm River, there would be no less slaughter.
However, Yang Fann didn't really care about this. Being overly cautious wasn't his personality. Since he dared to fall out with the major powers, Yang Fann naturally had the confidence to deal with them.
As long as the Hung Meng Indestructible Body successfully broke through to the Small Success Stage, so what if the major powers of Tiannan Realm River were dissatisfied? If they really dared to cause trouble for him, Yang Fann wouldn't mind sending them to meet the King of Hell.
In the World Of Cultivators, whoever had the biggest fist was the truth.
However, before that, there were still some things that needed to be arranged.
Very quickly, the sixteen Half-Step Saint King under Yang Fann's command - True King Yuan Long - refined the Primordial Purple Clouds and attained sainthood.
Although he had sent over a hundred Top-Level Pseudo-saint warriors to guard the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, no, it should be a hundred Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors now. Before the Ape Demon Saint and the others left, Yang Fann had given them a portion of the Primordial Purple Clouds, which was enough for them to attain sainthood. However, with the strength of a hundred Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors, it was still possible for them to defend against one or two super powers, but it was far from enough to make the entire Tiannan Realm River their enemy.
Although the Strength Of World was profound, it was not omnipotent. There were countless secret techniques in the World Of Cultivators, and some of them could seal the Strength Of World.
Furthermore, the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts was only a high level world, and the Strength Of World was limited. Its limit was to suppress a High-level Half-step Saint King, a Top-level Half-step Saint King. If he was willing to pay some price, it would be enough to suppress a high level world.
The Sacred King expert could easily suppress and even destroy a top level world.
If a Top-level Half-step Saint King really attacked the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, it would be impossible to defend against it with just the strength of the Ape Demon Saint and the others.
However, True King Yuan Long was different. He was a powerful Seven Paths Middle-level Half-step Saint King, and Yang Fann had even let him take away half of his Half-Step Saint King subordinates. Furthermore, each of them had the Jade Talisman given by Yang Fann. These weren't the Jade Talisman that Yang Fann had casually concocted, they were only comparable to an all-out attack of eighteen Half-Step Saint King warriors.
The weakest attack was equivalent to the full force strike of twenty-seven Half-Step Saint King experts. The strongest few of them were Jade Talismans, and they had sealed Yang Fann's full force attack. Even a slight carelessness from thirty-six Half-Step Saint King experts could cause them serious injuries.
Yang Fann had spent more than 70 years in vain. Adding the Primordial Purple Cloudss he had refined in the past, the current Yang Fann had devoured more than 700,000 Primordial Purple Cloudss, and more than half of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body Beginning. With just the power of the shell alone, Yang Fann was confident that he could suppress a thirty-three Half-Step Saint King.
If he unleashed his full strength, he would be invincible under the Saint King realm.
Perhaps only the thirty-six Half-Step Saint King warriors could compete with him by borrowing the power of the Dao Artefact-aiding Dao Artefact-aiding Dao Artefact-aiding Dao Artefact-aiding Dao Artefact-aiding Dao Artefact-helping Dao Artefact-helping Dao Artefact.
. . .
Central Sanctuary, Cloudy Cloud State, Abyssal Mountain, and the Divine Hall on top of the mountain.
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
One Primordial Purple Clouds after another was continuously absorbed and refined by Yang Fann, strengthening his body's strength.
Over seventy years had passed, and Yang Fann's Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Great Technique had made some progress. His refining speed had increased, and every day, he would be able to refine another Primordial Purple Clouds, reaching thirteen.
. . .
Ten years later.
Yang Fann once again refined forty-nine thousand Thousands Primordial Purple Cloudss, and his Hung Meng Indestructible Body improved once more. With just the power of the shell alone, he had killed thirty-four Power of Half-step Saint King.
It was also during this year that the Army Of Yang Family, which had been recuperating for ten years, once again embarked on their journey.
Large fleets consisting of a million top grade warships left the port one after another, and charged into the Secret Realm that surrounded the Origin Continent.
The Secret Realm was densely packed, like a vast ocean. No one knew how many of them there were.
It was no different from finding a needle in a haystack if they wanted to find traces of first-rate and top-notch races in the Secret Realm.
However, as long as he had the heart, he would be able to find something.
Just the number of Central Sanctuarys that the Central Sanctuary had taken away from the various clans was close to a million. Adding the number of Primordial Purple Cloudss that the other clans had taken away, even if they didn't have two million, they wouldn't be much different.
This was a huge number, almost half of the total number of Yang Fanns in Yang Fann's hands.
Yang Fann didn't expect to get all the Yang Fanns back. As long as he could get back two or three levels, he would be able to make a profit.
. . .
Time flowed like water, and it passed in the blink of an eye. Soon, another sixty years passed.
Cloudy Cloud, Abyssal Mountain, Divine Hall.
"Puchi ~ ~ ~"
A Primordial Purple Clouds turned into ashes along with it.
In the next moment. . .
"Rumble. . . "
A terrifying Violet Light appeared behind Yang Fann, Devil God. He looked like the king of all gods, the ruler of the world, the supreme ruler.
"Rumble. . . "
In an instant, Yang Fann's aura rose crazily like a great river, rising steadily and without any restraint.
. . .