Invincible Bloodline

After making proper arrangements for everything in Origin Continent and discovering that there were no mistakes, Yang Fann no longer hesitated and chose to return to Tiannan Realm River.    

He had already plundered enough Primordial Purple Cloudss. Although there were still over a million Primordial Purple Cloudss left in the secret realm, there were still over a million Primordial Purple Cloudss left. However, if he wanted to plunder all of them, the amount of time he would need to do so would be a bit too long.    

As the Army Of Yang Family attacked the Secret Realm, those survivors became more and more careful. They tried their best to understand the traces they left behind. In the past few decades, they could plunder a few Thousands Primordial Purple Cloudss every year. But now, after ten years, they had only managed to plunder over ten thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss.    

Perhaps, even after hundreds or thousands of years, they might not be able to obtain much.    

Yang Fann did not have that much time to waste here.    

Comparatively, the major powers of Tiannan Realm River were the true leaders, like those super sacred palaces that had been passed down for trillions of years. Which one of them didn't have tens of thousands of Sage Stage and above experts? With the Primordial Purple Cloudss in their storage, they could easily plunder 100,000 or even more Primordial Purple Cloudss.    

For a high-level Sacred Palace like the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, every time they seized a Primordial Purple Clouds, they would immediately use it.    

Even if there were Primordial Purple Cloudss in the Palace, they could be counted with a single slap.    

After all, to Holy Sovereign, who only had 100-200 high grade sacred palaces, every additional Holy Sovereign was a rare help.    

However, the major super powers were different. Although ordinary saints had some weight, they could barely be considered to be in the upper middle class. Only Top-level Holy Sovereign and even Half-Step Saint King were the backbone of their forces.    

Currently, his Hung Meng Indestructible Body had already broken through to the Small Success Stage, and he had even taken a step forward. In these past ten years, Yang Fann had also been refining the Primordial Purple Clouds to increase his strength.    

In the vast Tiannan Realm River, there was no other power that could make him afraid. Even the Myriad Saints Palace, Taoism, a supreme sect, and super holy palace, Yang Fann had full confidence that he could defeat them.    

It was time to go back in the past one thousand four hundred years.    

However, Yang Fann didn't use the power of the Origin Secret Key to leave the Origin Continent. Instead, he chose to attain the Dao and become a saint.    

He had been stuck at this step for almost 1600 years. It had been long enough.    

. . .    

Cloudy Cloud State, the peak of Abyssal Mountain.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A rainbow light descended from the sky, instantly enveloping Yang Fann, who was trying to comprehend the mysteries of the saint.    

"Mm ~ ~ ~"    

Yang Fann frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes. Just now, he had tried to break free from the binding of the holy light, but he was actually unable to break free.    

It was simply unimaginable. One should know that he had attained the Dao and become a Saint. With the combination of the two Saint Physiques, the Body's strength had increased by a lot. Even if it was not as good as the true Sacred King expert, it was still above the 36 Half-Step Saint King.    

"Interesting. "    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Hung Meng Indestructible Body was pushed to its limit, and its power instantly increased by a hundred times, a thousand times. However, what shocked Yang Fann the most was that it was still useless. In fact, Yang Fann had a feeling that. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

"I'm afraid this Origin Continent isn't as simple as I thought. . . "    

Vaguely, Yang Fann felt somewhat vexed. All these years, he had only been focused on secluded cultivation and hadn't explored this Origin Continent properly.    

Now that he thought about it carefully, there was obviously something strange about the Origin Continent. It was completely abnormal for a False Saint to be able to comprehend the Saint King Law. Since ancient times, no one in the Tiannan Realm River had ever heard of a False Saint being able to control the Saint King Law. Even those who had comprehended thirty Holy Sovereign Law could be counted on one's fingers.    

Even if the law of the Origin Continent was much clearer than the law of the Tiannan Realm River, it shouldn't be so heaven defying.    

One should know that the Primordial Purple Clouds was the basis of the Great Dao. It was the proof for cultivators to roam the Sea of Law. Without the integration of the Primordial Purple Clouds, it was like one was learning by himself while holding a book, while the other was taught by the best teacher. The difficulty of the process had increased by more than a thousand times, or even ten thousand times.    

. . .    

"Sigh, forget it, the opportunity hasn't arrived yet. . . But sooner or later, I will find out. All of this. . . "    

Sighing, Yang Fann stopped thinking about it. At this moment, no matter how much he regretted it, it was useless.    

He allowed the guiding holy light to envelop his body and bring him out of Origin Continent.    

. . .    

In the Tiannan Realm River, on one side of the vast Heavenly River.    

However, at this moment, there were many unfamiliar experts on the shore of the Heavenly River.    

Before the Origin Continent appeared, Half-Step Saint King was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. They could be counted on one hand, and there were only a few hundred Top-level Holy Sovereign who were below the first grade. A trip to the Origin Continent once every hundred million years. For a Half Saint. . . A False Saint was a big deal, but for those Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors. . . To a Half-Step Saint King warrior, it was just a trivial matter. It wasn't worth their concern. High-level Holy Sovereign and intermediate Holy Sovereign were the mainstream. But now, the number of Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors had increased by more than ten times. A hundred times.    

Many old monsters who had lived in seclusion for tens of billions of years had emerged one after another.    

Those intermediate and High-level Holy Sovereign were all silent like cicadas in winter. They hid in their own fortress, not daring to show their faces.    

They were deeply afraid that if something went wrong, they would offend those old monsters, and they wouldn't even know how they died.    

During the period of the Origin Continent's emergence, the major powers weren't allowed to fight or restrict them. However, no one knew how much restraint they had on these old monsters.    

So what if they were killed? Could it be that someone would cause trouble for those old monsters because of them? What a joke.    

. . .    

At some point in time, the huge Heavenly River started to fill with an indescribable killing intent, as if it was the calm before the storm.    

The Top-level Holy Sovereign and Half-Step Saint King kept looking at the Origin Continent in the center of the Heavenly River, as if they were waiting for someone to appear.    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

All of a sudden, a rainbow-colored holy light flashed, and a young figure appeared above the vast Heavenly River.    

"Ah! It's him, the Lord of Evil Devils - Yang Fann!"    

"Ancestor, it's this Evil Devil Destruction. The foundation of Taoism in Origin Continent!"    

"Old Ancestor, you have to avenge Tian Lingzi and Senior Brother. Senior Brother and the others died a horrible death. "    

. . .    

The moment Yang Fann appeared, the entire Heavenly River started boiling. Countless pairs of eyes shot out hatred, like those enraged beasts that wanted to eat someone. If their eyes could kill Yang Fann, Yang Fann would have been sliced into pieces by them.    

. . . . . . .    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

In an instant, boundless killing intent burst out from the bodies of the Top-level Holy Sovereign and Half-Step Saint King like a great river, and swept towards Yang Fann who was standing on top of the Heavenly River.    

The reason why they were here was because of Yang Fann alone.    

Thinking about how many years had it taken for the various major holy palaces and sects to gain a firm foothold in the Origin Continent, but in the end, they were all uprooted by Little Son Yang Fan. This grudge and hatred were simply irreconcilable. Even if they used up all the water in the world, it would still be difficult for them to wash up. They truly wished that they could eat his flesh and drink his blood.    

There were also those Saints who had fallen under the Army Of Yang Family, Holy Virgin. Those were the hopes of all the major powers. Every one of them had the potential to break through to the Top-level Holy Sovereign or even the Half-Step Saint King.    

If it wasn't for the fact that they didn't have the protection of the rainbow-colored light, as long as they dared to take a step into the Heavenly River, they would be devoured by the rolling Heavenly River. They would have already killed their way into the Heavenly River without saying a word, dismembering Yang Fann and turning him into ashes.    

Of course, the secret of Yang Fann was also their target. A little devil who wasn't even ten thousand years old had the power to sweep across the Origin Continent. They would never believe it if he said that he didn't have any great secrets.    

All of them were old monsters that had lived for countless years, and all of them had extraordinary backgrounds. They were well aware of how deep the Origin Continent was.    

Even High-level Half-step Saint King didn't dare to say that he had the ability to unify the entire Origin Continent.    

They were determined to obtain this secret.    

They even had a feeling that. . . This was the opportunity for them to break through to the Holy King realm.    

The group of Half-Step Saint King stared at Yang Fann without blinking, deeply afraid that Yang Fann would slip away right under their noses.    

. . .    

Above the Heavenly River.    

Yang Fann looked coldly at the riverside. Unknowingly, a cold smile crept up the corner of his mouth, "What a huge formation, you really think highly of me. "    

There were 423 Half-Step Saint King warriors gathered at the riverside. Compared to the total number of Nine Empyreans Divine Hall, Devil God Palace, and the other major powers, there were more of them. Their cultivation base and strength were not comparable to the Half-Step Saint King warriors of the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall and the other major powers.    

Among the 423 Half-Step Saint King warriors, the strongest five had reached the 30th Half-step Saint King Stage, followed by the 28th of the First Grade. There were also 12 of them, High-level Half-step Saint King, 52, and the weakest of the other Half-Step Saint King warriors had reached the 7th Half-step Saint King Stage.    

The number of Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors below them was even greater, almost ten thousand.    

Terrifying. If these expert could be combined together, it would be a total of thirty-six Half-Step Saint King warriors. If one was not careful, one could be surrounded and killed by them.    

However, very quickly, Yang Fann's eyes lit up. With so many Top-level Holy Sovereign and Half-Step Saint King, if he could devour all of them, it would be enough to make his cultivation base improve by leaps and bounds.    

Perhaps, the Saint King Law he controlled could break through a hundred, or even more in one go.    

"If you want to kill me, you must have the resolve to be killed. "    

He sneered. Yang Fann moved his feet and walked towards the Heavenly River. His steps were very calm, as if he didn't notice the killing intent of all the Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors.    

. . .    

"What a good Little Son Yang Fan, how dare you! It's a pity that you shouldn't have destroyed my branch and harmed my disciples. Today, no one will be able to save you! "    

. . .