Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann's strength had somewhat exceeded Palace Master Wan Sheng's expectations. With just a single palm strike, he had destroyed the Boundary Protecting Formation that Myriad Saints Palace was proud of - Myriad Saint Great Formation. In the end, Palace Master Wan Sheng had no choice but to use the strongest trump card of the Myriad Saints Palace. As for the other trump cards, they were used against the number one person below the Saint King realm. It was a deadly attack, but when it came to Yang Fann. . . Not to mention killing him, the possibility of him being seriously injured was very slim. In the end, they could only waste one of their trump cards.    

As for trump cards, it was far from being extravagant to use one less trump card. It would be a waste for Palace Master Wan Sheng.    

The last trump card of Myriad Saints Palace was actually a heart.    

To be precise, it was a heart left behind by the Primeval Sacred King.    

The moment the Ancient Sacred King reached the end of his lifespan, he would fuse all his energy into his Heart of Saint King and use it to seal it up until now. Once it was used, it would be enough to unleash the Ancient Sacred King's Peak Combat Power.    

Unfortunately, he only had the power to fight. Once he used it, he would not be able to seal it, and his power would be lost in the shortest amount of time. Unless the Myriad Saints Palace was at the brink of death, he would not be able to use it.    

. . .    

In the starry sky outside the realm.    

Palace Master Wan Sheng stared at Yang Fann, gnashing his teeth in anger. His killing intent was boundless. He wanted nothing more than to eat his flesh and drink his blood, "Little Son Yang Fan, you will be able to rest in peace if you die in the hands of my old ancestor. "    

"It really is him. . . . " Hearing this, not only did Yang Fann not feel any fear, his eyes even shot out blazing Heat Lights. He stared intently at the Holy King's heart on Palace Master Wan Sheng's right hand, as if he had seen the fattest and most delicious prey.    

A mere piece of the Holy King's remains had caused his strength to increase by more than double. As for his heart. . . That was the source of a person's blood, the head of all five viscera. Inside it was almost the essence of half of Saint King Sovereign's body. If he completely devoured and refined it, what realm would his strength increase to?    

Even if his Body's strength couldn't really match the Sacred King expert, it wouldn't be much different.    

His biggest gain from this trip was definitely right and wrong. This Eternal Heart of Saint King was extremely dirty.    

Obtain him! 'I must get him!'    

. . .    

"Welcome, Old Master!"    

Suddenly, Palace Master Wan Sheng's expression turned serious, and he said with a pious expression.    

As he spoke.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The bloodline power within his body was like a great river, surging towards the heart of the Sacred King on his right hand.    

Not everyone had the right to activate the Sacred King's heart. It had to be the Sacred King, Bloodline Descendant. Furthermore, Bloodline Descendant's cultivation base was at least above 28 Half-step Saint King Stage. Otherwise, he would be courting death.    

"Boom ~ ~ Boom ~"    

The Eternal Sacred King's heart was beating even more strongly than before. It was as if a heavenly thunder had struck, and the Thunderlord was furious.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

Even True King Wan Lei, who was a supreme expert, couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster. His blood was boiling, and a mouthful of blood was gushing out.    

Fortunately, Yang Fann had already deployed a magic power barrier to protect his fleet. Otherwise, the hundreds of billions of combat weapons under his command would have been killed or wounded by countless people. In the end, only a few of them were able to survive, except for those Half-Step Saint King warriors.    

It was obvious how powerful Saint King Sovereign was.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

The entire starry sky seemed to tremble.    

In the next second. . .    

The Holy King's heart in Palace Master Wan Sheng's hand had disappeared without a trace, and what replaced it was a Golden-robed Man in front of him.    

This person looked to be in his twenties. He was very young, and his facial lines were very gentle. One could vaguely see the shadow of Palace Master Wan Sheng, and his hands were empty. However, each and every action of his carried a terrifying pressure. He was the only one in the world who could rule the world.    

Just by casually fighting there, it made True King Wan Lei, a top thirty-six Half-Step Saint King, feel as if he was kneeling down and submitting to him.    

The Apocalyptic Lightning Seed in his body trembled even more intensely, as if it was going to leave his body at any moment, and flee far away from him.    

It was like a mouse seeing a cat.    

"Ten thousand ~ ~ He was the Primeval Sacred King! True King Wan Lei swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Although he had never seen the Primeval Sacred King in person, when he received the legacy of the World Annihilation Sacred King, he had been lucky enough to see the battle between the World Annihilation Sacred King and the Primeval Sacred King.    

This man was no different from the Immemorial Sacred King. He would definitely not admit his mistake.    

"Gulp ~ ~ Damn it, this Myriad Saints Palace actually has such a trump card. . . " Unknowingly, The skin of a tree. . . The name of a person was the undisputed number one person in the Tiannan Realm River a trillion years ago. Even among the past Sacred Kings of the Tiannan Realm River, they were not weak. Although his master, Yang Fann, also possessed the strength of a Sacred King, could he defeat the Ancient Sacred King? He really had no confidence.    

"Ancestor, my grandson is unfilial and has disturbed your peace. I am truly helpless. It is worth the life and death of Myriad Saints Palace. Ancestor, I plead you to help protect my Sacred Palace and kill this devil. " As he finished speaking, Palace Master Wan Sheng's voice was filled with indescribable excitement.    

Palace Master Wan Sheng had absolute confidence in his own ancestor. With his help, he would definitely be able to suppress this junior, Yang Fann.    

Although this would consume one of the trump cards of Myriad Saints Palace, Palace Master Wan Sheng had finally understood what was going on.    

As long as he could suppress Yang Fann, all of this would be worth it.    

The greed that he had suppressed earlier. Now, his foolish desire had once again started to move.    

As long as he could seize the inheritance from Yang Fann, with his talent, it would not take long for him to become a Sacred King.    

Not only him, but the other supreme elders had also made great progress in their cultivation. They might even give birth to a second and a third Saint King Sovereign. At that time, it wouldn't be impossible for them to unify the Tiannan Realm River and even invade the other world rivers.    

In the surroundings of the Tiannan Realm River, the strength of most of the Boundary Rivers was different. Even if there were Saint Kings, there would usually only be one or two Saint Kings.    

At this moment. . .    

The Primeval Holy King glanced at Palace Master Wan Sheng indifferently, then his gaze immediately focused on Yang Fann. A hint of solemnity and praise flashed across his eyes. "Young man, less than two thousand years old. He already has the strength of a Saint King and First Layer. I have to say. . . Your talent is the first I've seen in my life, even in the entire Aima Realm. I'm afraid they're all top-class substitute demons. . . "    

"Saint King First Layer? Could this be the division of Saint Kings' strength? I wonder how many more Heavens are there? " Yang Fann nodded thoughtfully. "If I use all my combat strength, how many levels can I rank in?"    

"With your talent, it is not impossible for you to surpass the Holy Kings in the future, become Demigod, or even become a True God in the future. . . . " The Ancient Sacred King spoke with confidence and confidence. Suddenly, The Eternal Sacred King's voice turned cold, "Unfortunately, you shouldn't have any designs on the Myriad Saints Palace. . . . "    

"I gave you face, didn't I? You actually put on a big tail wolf in front of me. " A wisp of powder flashed across the corner of Yang Fann's mouth. Although the aura that erupted from the Immemorial Sacred King was strong, much stronger than the current him, he was still far from being able to display his true abilities.    

After devouring all the Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors, the number of Saint King Law that Yang Fann had mastered had exceeded one hundred and twenty, reaching a terrifying one hundred and twelve. Furthermore, the number of Saint King Law that he had mastered had also improved significantly.    

Once the one hundred and twelve Saint King Law were unleashed, it would be unimaginable. In his eyes, this so-called Eternal Saint King was just a slightly stronger ant.    

"Junior, you. . . "    

However, before the Eternal Saint King could finish his words, Yang Fann moved his body and tore apart the starry sky, attacking the Eternal Saint King.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The eight to ninety-two Saint King Law were like seventy-two pillars that held up the sky. They flashed around Yang Fann's body, dazzling and holy.    

Yang Fann didn't hold anything back in this attack. The seventy-two Saint King Law were the most profound Saint King Law he had ever comprehended, and the weakest was at the peak of the small town. There were even eighteen Saint King Law, and they had even reached the Great Perfection Stage.    

They had the power to suppress the Ancient Saint King with a single strike. Once the heart of the Ancient Saint King was activated, his energy would flow away with every breath and second.    

The longer he dragged on, the more energy he would consume. Yang Fann had long regarded the heart of the Ancient Sacred King as his own.    

"Ah, this. . . This is the power of a Sacred King Second Layer? How. . . How is this possible. . . " The Primeval Saint King was dumbfounded. He was so shocked that he felt like he was about to die. Saint King Stage. . . It was extremely difficult to break through to the First Layer! It was a hundred times more difficult than for an ordinary person with mediocre talent to break through to the 36 Half-step Saint King Stage. A thousand times, as far as he knew. . . All the Holy Kings in the history of Tiannan Realm River, including him. . . No Holy King had ever broken through to the Second Layer.    

Even in the nearby Star Domain, in the hundreds of Boundary Rivers, there were very few between the Second Layer and expert Holy Kings. All of them were overlords of the Boundary Rivers.    

"Roar! Break for me!"    

"Rumble. . . "    

The energy within the body of the Primeval Sacred King surged wildly as he frantically counterattacked, striking out with his most powerful attack.    

It was just a Saint King Stage, and every First Layer was a huge chasm. The difference between them was simply immeasurable, and it was absolutely not something that could be made up for with all his might.    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

The sound of bubbles shattering swept through the entire starry sky, and the Eternal Sacred King's figure could no longer be maintained. It shattered like a curtain of water, turning into a dark golden heart in the middle.    

"Grug ~ ~"    

A large hand tore through space, directly grabbing the Holy King's heart in its hand.    

. . .