Invincible Bloodline

In the Martial Saint Realm, the 36 Half-Step Saint King warriors under Yang Fann's command had gone completely crazy.    

    

An opportunity! This was an opportunity that was hard to come by in a hundred million years.    

    

After passing this village, This shop might never exist again.    

    

No, no matter what, he had to get a Holy Herb, even if it meant blocking the fate of his race.    

    

Exchange, crazy exchange.    

    

Exquisite Holy Crystals, treasures of heaven and earth, and even the Collimator he was using, one after another. Without any hesitation, they exchanged all of them for Contribution Points.    

    

As long as he could break through that step and become a Holy King, just some worldly possessions were nothing.    

    

For example, it was very difficult for Collimator, who was at the Half-Step Saint King, to refine a piece of equipment. However, for a true Holy King, it would not take much effort.    

    

In less than an hour, all sixteen tier 7 Holy Herbs that could increase the chance of Dao Verification were exchanged for nothing. Only four tier 7 Rank-9s with bloodline potential remained. In the past, a top grade Holy Herb like the Crimson Dragon Blood Nether Ginseng, which could raise a Rank-9 Holy Bloodline, would definitely cause the group of 36 Half-Step Saint King to go crazy.    

    

One had to know that the Lord of Gods with the strongest talent among them was only a Mid Rank-9 Holy Bloodline.    

    

However, compared to Saint King Zheng Dao, the Crimson Dragon Blood Dark Ginseng and other bloodline increasing Holy Herbs had lost a lot of color in an instant.    

    

They had bitterly cultivated for hundreds of billions of years just for Saint King Zheng Dao. This had practically become their obsession.    

    

Compared to the other low grade Tier 7 Holy Herbs, the Scarlet Dragon Blood Dark Ginseng and other Holy Herbs' effects on breaking through to the Saint King Stage were much smaller.    

    

A clever woman could not cook without rice. Although talent and potential were important, without sufficient resources, breaking through was merely an extravagant hope.    

    

"Damn it, I was still a step too late. "    

    

"No more, all gone. Beasts, they are all beasts. Why didn't you leave one for me?"    

    

"If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I will be able to break through to the Saint King Stage. I can't accept this, I can't accept this!"    

    

. . .    

    

Many of the 36 Half-Step Saint King pounded their chests and stomped their feet. They were too late for regrets. Just a little bit more and those 16 Tier 7 Holy Herbs would have been sold out. Although the number of Holy Herbs was not small, the number of Half-Step Saint King Half-Step Saint Kings under Yang Fann's command was even greater.    

    

This time, it wasn't just the King of Gods. True King Wan Lei and the other 36 Perfection Half-Step Saint King warriors joined the fight, and the other 36 ordinary Half-Step Saint King warriors joined the fight as well.    

    

A Rank 7 Holy Herb that could increase the chance of Dao Verification was unheard of in the current Tiannan Realm River, even if it couldn't be used now. It was also good to prepare it first.    

    

Who knew if he would have the chance to encounter it again in the future? Anyway, this Holy Herb wouldn't be bad if he bought it.    

    

At this moment. . . . . .    

    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

    

In the center of the Merit Hall, the enormous Crystal Screen once again began to ripple.    

    

"Void Purple Heart Lotus - high-grade Tier 7 Holy Herb. Increase by four levels, Saint King Zheng Dao. Five hundred billion Contribution Points. "    

    

"Nine Cycles Holy Spirit Flower - Rank Seven intermediate Holy Herb. Increase three levels of Saint King Zheng Dao's chance. 300 billion Contribution Points. "    

    

"Kongming Nine Leaf Grass - Level Seven intermediate Holy Herb. Increase three levels of Saint King Zheng Dao's chance. Contribution Point: 300 billion. "    

    

. . .    

    

"Fortune Qingming Grass - Low Grade Seven Holy Herb, two more levels of Saint King Zheng Dao, one hundred and eighty billion Contribution Points. "    

    

"Rainbow Five Elemental Lotus - Low-grade Tier 7 Holy Herb, increase by two levels, Saint King Zheng Dao. Contribution Point, 180,000,000,000. "    

    

"Eternal Reincarnation Fruit - Low-grade Tier 7 Holy Herb, increases Saint King Zheng Dao's chances by two levels. Contribution Point, 180,000,000,000. "    

    

. . .    

    

. . . "Purple Jade Cloudy Cloud Fruit - Low-grade Tier 7 Holy Herb. Increase by one level, Saint King Zheng Dao. Contribution Point, 80,000,000,000. "    

    

. . .    

    

The 16 Tier 7 Holy Herbs that had just been sold out once again appeared on the Crystal Screen. Within the Divine Floating Island Divine Hall, out of the hundreds of high grade Divine Floating Islands that Yang Fann had plundered, the vast majority were Tier 7 Holy Herbs. For example, the Void, Purple Heart Lotus, Nine Revolutions Sacred Spirit Flower, and other high, middle, and low grade Holy Herbs, there was more than one.    

    

In order to cultivate as many Sacred King experts as possible, Yang Fann had invested a lot this time.    

    

"Another. . . Another 16 Tier 7 Holy Herbs?"    

    

"Gulp. . . Master, he. . . Master, could it be that he robbed a certain Saint Medicinal Garden?"    

    

"F * ck, you bunch of bastards, wait for me. 300 billion Contribution Point, I'll take the Kongming Nine Leaf Grass then. "    

    

"250 billion Contribution Point, I'll exchange it for the Ganyang Wuji Flower. "    

    

. . .    

    

Very quickly, the 16 Tier 7 Holy Herbs that had just been put up for sale were sold out.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the Crystal Screen flashed and another sixteen stalks of Tier 7 Holy Herbs appeared on it. However, the Void Purple Heart Lotus at the front had been replaced by the Green Cloud Jade Flower. Similarly, it was a high-grade Tier 7 Holy Herb. Its effect was not inferior to the Void Purple Heart Lotus at all.    

    

Although they were mentally prepared for the possibility that their master might rob a certain Saint Medicinal Garden, they were still extremely shocked. Forty-eight stalks, a total of forty-eight Tier 7 Holy Herbs. Even if they sold some of Saint King Sovereign's Holy Herbs, they might not be able to gather so many high grade Holy Herbs.    

    

At this moment, those thirty-six Half-Step Saint King who did not manage to snatch any high grade Holy Herbs were completely relieved. Currently, there were only eight of them who had yet to buy any Tier 7 Half-Step Saint Kings. S, this amount of tier 7 Holy Herbs was enough for them to divide it amongst themselves.    

    

. . .    

    

The Divine Hall.    

    

The Master of Gods, who had used up nearly nine levels of the Divine Palace, had successfully obtained a Void, Purple Heart Lotus. After making some arrangements, he could not wait to enter the Death Gate, as if Saint King Zheng Dao would not come out if he did not do so.    

    

Not only the Lord of Gods, but the other nine True King Wan Lei and the other thirty-six Perfection Semi-saint experts did the same. They all went into seclusion and began to break through.    

    

. . .    

    

Time passed slowly as the expert went into seclusion.    

    

In the blink of an eye, five hundred years had passed.    

    

During those five hundred years, Yang Fann didn't go into secluded meditation. Instead, he would occasionally spend some time with his parents.    

    

In these five hundred years, the true time of cultivation would not exceed four hundred years.    

    

But even so, Yang Fann had refined more than half of the several hundred top grade Holy Herbs in his hand. Besides the twenty low grade Tier 7 Saint King Stages that were useful for breaking through to the Saint King Stage, there were only twelve Tier 8 Holy Herbs that had not yet been refined by Yang Fann.    

    

And after refining several hundred Tier 7 Holy Herbs, Yang Fann's strength had increased by leaps and bounds. One had to know that there were quite a number of high grade Tier 7 Holy Herbs in those Holy Herbs. This was a high grade Holy Herb that even Third Empyrean Saint King had the help of his little arm. It allowed him to directly use the power of the shell. It had increased by more than ten times, and it was enough for him to step into the realm of Third Empyrean Saint King. The overall strength of this Holy Herb was comparable to the intermediate Fourth Empyrean Saint King. He was afraid that he wouldn't be much weaker.    

    

However, what disappointed Yang Fann was that after five hundred years, no one under his command had succeeded in taking that step.    

    

In fact, out of the ten people who had gone into seclusion, three of them had failed to break through.    

    

The Heart of Saint King was not so easy to condense. The probability of forming one level was still a little low.    

    

. . .    

    

Soon, another five hundred years passed.    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Suddenly, the entire Martial Saint Realm was filled with surging winds and clouds. Immortal music was faintly discernible, and golden lotuses were surging on the ground. Strange phenomena were taking place everywhere.    

    

A terrifying aura erupted from the Divine Hall, and swept across the entire Martial Saint Realm.    

    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

    

In an instant, countless Martial Saint Realms, ranging from Half-Step Saint King to ordinary Half Saints, fell to their knees on the ground, as if they were on a pilgrimage.    

    

"What. . . What is going on?"    

    

"What. . . What a terrifying pressure. This. . . This is the difference between life and death. . . "    

    

"Sss. . . This. . . This can't be. . . Could it be that a certain lord has successfully broken through? . . . Breaking through. . . "    

    

. . .    

    

In the center of Martial Saint Realm, Martial Saint Palace.    

    

Yang Fann opened his eyes and a flash of light appeared. "Have you finally broken through? You called me wait. "    

    

The next second. . .    

    

Yang Fann waved his hand and dispelled the terrifying pressure that came from the God Lord's breakthrough.    

    

. . .    

    

The Divine Hall.    

    

"Powerful. . . He's really too powerful. Is this the power of Saint King Sovereign? Compared to the previous me, he is more than a thousand times, ten thousand times stronger. Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud. The current me, even if I face my master, I should still have the strength to fight him. . . "    

    

Suddenly, the expression of the Lord of Gods changed. He dispersed his aura and pressure. It was so easily dispersed.    

    

In an instant, the King of Gods felt awkward. Luckily, no one in the Secret Palace heard him.    

    

Otherwise, it would have been a joke.    

    

The Lord was the Lord, unfathomable. That power is not something we can imagine. Even if we succeed Saint King Zheng Dao. . . In the eyes of the Lord, he is probably just a slightly stronger ant.    

    

. . .    

    

The breakthrough of the Lord of Gods seemed to have stimulated True King Wan Lei and the others.    

    

A hundred years later.    

    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

    

Thunder rumbled within the Martial Saint Realm. It was as if the entire sky had transformed into a Thunder Prison. Countless lightning Divine Beasts, thunder dragons, thunder phoenixes, thunder flood dragons. . . They were playing and roaring inside.    

    

After the Lord of Gods, True King Wan Lei had successfully broken through and stepped into the Saint King Stage.    

    

. . .    

    

Three hundred years later.    

    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

    

Within the Martial Saint Realm, the Sword Qi was like a peerless sword that was about to be born.    

    

The Sword Qi was traveling for 90,000 miles. A single sword light illuminated the 19 cold provinces.    

    

Yang Fann's number one sword cultivator, the number one sword cultivator sect in the Tiannan Realm River - the Desolate Sword Pavilion's old ancestor - had successfully taken that step and become the third Sacred King under Yang Fann's command.    

    

. . .    

    

Soon, another two hundred years passed.    

    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

    

On this day, the world trembled.    

    

Firecloud clouds filled the sky. The enormous Martial Saint Realm seemed to have turned into a Flame World.    

    

. . .