C1274 Changes
C1274 Changes
Yang Fann, Yang Yunfeng And His Wife, Yang Sifan, and a few other girls had gathered together. In the blink of an eye, it was time for Yang Fann to suppress King Of Devil God. Two hours had passed since the Truism Master and the other Half-Step Saint King warriors arrived.
After suppressing King Of Devil God and the other Half-Step Saint King warriors, Yang Fann didn't attack too many of them. Instead, he handed the remaining survivors of the alliance to True King Yuan Long and the others.
He immediately returned to Sixth Young Master Peak. Compared to reuniting with his parents, Those survivors of the alliance were nothing. Many Half-Step Saint King warriors had already been suppressed by him. If True King Yuan Long and the others couldn't even take care of those shrimp soldiers and crab generals, then they would truly be wasting their time as Half-Step Saint King warriors. They just bought a piece of tofu and bumped their heads to death. It would save them the embarrassment of being conspicuous.
Furthermore, before entering the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Yang Fann had released the 300 billion Elite Army that was still in the Space Treasure for True King Yuan Long and the others to control.
Not to mention that they still had so many high grade holy talismans in their hands. These holy talismans were not easy to use against those Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors. With the speed of Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors, as long as they were not too careless, they could avoid the attack of the holy talismans. However, those war fortresses were different. They were good at attacking and defending, but their speed was their weakness.
It was not easy to move a gigantic object that could move dozens or hundreds of light years away. Its speed could not be compared to a Top-level Half-step Saint King, and it could even be compared to an ordinary low-level Saint. It was the best target.
If it wasn't for the Half-Step Saint King leading these war fortresses, it would have taken them thousands or tens of thousands of years to reach the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts with their speed alone.
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Looking at Yang Yunfeng And His Wife opposite them, Vaguely, Yang Fann's eyes were moist, and his voice was choked with sobs. "Father, mother, the unfilial son has returned. . . "
One thousand four hundred years. . . This was definitely the longest period of time Yang Fann had left his family. When they reunited again, the excitement in Yang Fann's heart could not be described with words.
After so many years, his parents' appearance hadn't changed much. It was still that familiar face, but more dignified than before.
However, their cultivation bases had improved by leaps and bounds.
The couple had already broken through to the Semi-saint Stage, and they were both at the peak of the Half Saint realm. There was only a slight gap between them and the Perfection Semi-saint. They were afraid that it wouldn't take them more than a few decades to break through to the Perfection Semi-saint. At that time, it would only be a matter of time before they could refine a Primordial Purple Clouds and attain the Dao and become a Saint.
As for the other Perfection Semi-saint, the Primordial Purple Clouds was their lifelong desire. For the sake of a single Primordial Purple Clouds, they had gone through countless dangers and sacrifices. However, to Yang Yunfeng And His Wife, it was nothing. Not to mention a single Primordial Purple Clouds, even if there were ten or a hundred of them, it wouldn't be a big deal.
There was no other way. Who asked them to have a good son? This was something that others couldn't envy.
It wasn't just Yang Yunfeng And His Wife. Yang Sifan, Luo Jiahui, and the other girls' cultivation levels were also high. They also changed three times a day and kept climbing up. They had all reached the Perfection Semi-saint and started to refine the Primordial Purple Clouds. Like Yang Sifan, who had the best talent, she had already started refining the Primordial Purple Clouds a hundred years ago. Whether it was the Ape Demon Saint or True King Yuan Long, before they became Saints. . . Yang Fann had asked them to bring back a large amount of resources, especially True King Yuan Long. At that time, he had taken away nearly a hundred million forces from the Origin Continent, as well as all the resources he had accumulated in the first level of his race. The abundance of resources was something that even many Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors would go crazy for.
Under the massive amount of resources, it was difficult for them not to improve their cultivation base. If it wasn't for the fact that they wanted to stabilize their foundation so that they could walk further on their path in the future, these girls would have advanced to the Perfection Semi-saint in just a few years after the arrival of the Ape Demon Saint. They would have the qualifications to refine the Primordial Purple Clouds and become Saints.
However, they weren't Yang Fann. Refining the Primordial Purple Clouds was as simple as eating and drinking. An ordinary Perfection Semi-saint wanted to refine a Primordial Purple Clouds. Even with Yang Sifan and the other girls' talent, without a hundred years or even longer, they wouldn't be able to successfully refine a Primordial Purple Clouds.
After all, they were not false saints, and they had successfully mastered the Holy Sovereign Law.
Of course, they had never thought of taking the path of a false saint. The Tiannan Realm River was different from the Origin Continent. There was no future in the path of a false saint. Every time one comprehended a Holy Sovereign Law, it would be thousands of times more difficult than the real Holy Sovereign.
The first kind of people who truly took the path of a False Saint was the birth of a small power. The number of Primordial Purple Cloudss they could obtain was limited. Basically, there were no extra Primordial Purple Cloudss that they could use to prove their Dao and become a Saint. They had to walk the path of a False Saint. It was the same for the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts in the past. Although the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts was located in the nearby Star Domain, it was still considered a major power. It controlled dozens of major worlds, but it was placed in the entire Tiannan Realm River. It was only a third-rate power, which was barely close to being a second-rate power. The number of Primordial Purple Cloudss hidden within the Sacred Palace didn't exceed two hands. The second was the ordinary Half Saints of the major powers. Their talent and potential were limited. Even if they managed to attain the Dao and become a Saint, It was impossible for the upper echelons of the various powers to waste precious Primordial Purple Cloudss on them. Lastly, Top-Level Heaven's Pride, who had been carefully nurtured by many major powers, needed them to go to the Origin Continent to obtain the Primordial Purple Cloudss.
The number of Primordial Purple Cloudss produced by a major world was limited. Even the highest grade of a major world could only produce a few hundred high grade Thousands Primordial Purple Cloudss.
A top grade great world like this might not even be able to produce one in ten billion years. Most of the newly produced great worlds were intermediate. A low grade great world was rare even in high grade great worlds. There were only a few of them, how could dozens of Primordial Purple Cloudss be enough? The Origin Continent was the true largest one.
However, Yang Fann had never thought of letting his family and friends enter the Origin Continent to fight for the Primordial Purple Clouds.
In the next 100 million years, he wouldn't even know what realm he would grow to. Perhaps he would even surpass the legendary True God. As the person beside him. . . At that time, even if he was not a True God, he would at least be a Holy King. It would be a joke to walk the path of a False Saint.
Furthermore, the Origin Continent was currently under his control. There was no need for him to fight for it. He could just get someone to plunder it and send it out.
"Good ~ Good ~ Good ~ It's good that you're back. Fann, it has been hard on you all these years. "
"Fann, mother's heart, let mother take a good look at you. You must have suffered a lot these years. Look, you have lost weight. . . "
"eldest brother, Si Si misses you so much. "
"Cousin, Jiahui too. "
. . . "Big Brother Yang (Lord). . . "
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After some small talk, Yang Fann began to talk about his experiences over the years. Just like before, he did not report any good news. He alone could bear the storm outside. He worked hard to cultivate just so he could protect his family better.
To be honest, there didn't seem to be any danger. In the past one thousand four hundred years, he had left Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts and returned today. Apart from being a tortoise by the Milky Way River a hundred years before the emergence of the Origin Continent, he felt a little aggrieved. The rest of the time, it was Yang Fann's history.
He had swept away everything from an ordinary Pseudo Saint to a Half-step Peak Saint King.
During this time, Yang Fann had also asked his parents about the changes in the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts during these years.
In the past thousand years, nothing major had happened. It could be said that everything was calm and peaceful. Although Yang Fann had not been in Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts for all these years, no one had been kicked in the head by a donkey. No one had dared to cause trouble for Sixth Young Master Peak. After the arrival of Lord Ape Demon and True King Yuan Long, no one had dared to provoke Sixth Young Master Peak.
Now, in the huge Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Sixth Young Master Peak had completely surpassed the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.
Even an ordinary maid would be the target of many senior elders and Great Elemental Old Man.
Not only her status, but also her cultivation base and strength. Currently, in the entire Sixth Young Master Peak, not a single person's cultivation base was below Holy Lord's. For example, Lin Yi, Great Saint Mo Yun, and the other old men. Each and every one of them had broken through to the Perfection Semi-saint and started refining the Primordial Purple Clouds. It was only a matter of time before they could attain the Dao and become Saints.
When a person obtained the Dao, his or her family would rise to the heavens. It was better not to do so.
Being able to join Sixth Young Master Peak and acknowledge Yang Fann as their master was definitely the greatest fortune in their lives.
Of course, over the years, the overall strength of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts had been developing at a rapid pace. In the past hundred thousand years, there might not have been a single half-step saint. But now, they were like bamboo shoots that were sprouting after the rain, appearing in an endless stream.
It was True King Yuan Long. The huge amount of resources brought by the Devil Ape and the others were enough for the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts to enjoy.
In the past few hundred years, some of the hidden dangers in the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts had been easily swept away. For example, the Saints of the Sea Clan who were sealed in the Sea Of Spiritual Martial Force could do nothing to them, so they could only choose to seal them. However, in the hands of Lord Ape Demon and the other Top-level Holy Sovereign Saints, they were nothing. They were easily killed by them.
There was also the Dead Blood River. Even Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign could not take a step out of it. However, in the eyes of many Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors, it was not a big deal.
Many humans in the foreign land were freed, and those heartless humans were sent to the Middle World, allowing them to run their own course. Among the billions of foreign races, apart from the Heavenly Spider Clan, Jedi Spider, and dozens of other foreign races in the Celestial Spider Manor, as well as the three clans, they were all reduced to lowly slaves, allowing the human race to control them.
No matter what, the Heavenly Spider Clan, Jedi Spider, and other major families in the Celestial Spider Manor were all Yang Fann's slaves. The three races had shown him some kindness in the past.
Also, the young lady of Huajia, Hua Qingwu, whom he had saved by chance, had also come to Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts and joined Sixth Young Master Peak.
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