Invincible Bloodline

C1366 Arrive at the Fan Yin Star



C1366 Arrive at the Fan Yin Star

Rain, Rain Hall.    

    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

    

Yang Fann's terrifying mental energy, which was comparable to Ninth Empyrean Saint King's, penetrated through his body. It swept through the Space Treasures one after another, and quickly counted the Black Skull Slave Group's collection.    

    

. . .    

    

Two hours later.    

    

Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. A hint of surprise could be seen on his face.    

    

This Black Skull Slave Group was indeed worthy of being called the top Slave Trapping Group in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain. Its collection was so rich that it even exceeded his expectations.    

    

Among them, just the Exquisite Holy Crystals alone was worth more than three million trillion. It was more than twice as much as what he had obtained in the Tian Luo Empire, including high-grade, intermediate, and low-grade Holy Crystals. Not to mention, it could easily fill up several great worlds. Furthermore, it was not an ordinary low grade star world. If he were to include other treasures. . . Holy Herb, Holy Elixir, Doctrine Artifact, Sacred Artifact. . . The total value was extremely high. Even if one did not have ten million trillion Exquisite Holy Crystalss, they would at least have eight million trillion Exquisite Holy Crystalss.    

    

Not to mention anything else, Just the hundred Exquisite Holy Crystalss alone, if he didn't spend a hundred million trillion Exquisite Holy Crystalss, it was simply impossible to build them up.    

    

Even Yang Fann found nearly ten thousand divine stones that he desperately needed.    

    

Compared to the legendary Luo He Star Domain, this Buddhist Sound Star Domain was indeed much richer.    

    

Of course, what Yang Fann cared about the most was the harvest of the Primordial Purple Clouds. Although he had already completed the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, there was still a Great Perfection Stage on it.    

    

That required a total of one trillion Primordial Purple Cloudss. Just thinking about it made him feel despair.    

    

Sigh! There was a long way to go. This was not something that could be done in a short period of time.    

    

It was better to take care of the things in front of him first. In the entire Black Skull Slave Group, apart from the Skeleton King and the one hundred and fifteen Sacred King experts and close to one hundred thousand Half-Step Saint King, there was also the Skeleton King and nearly one hundred and fifty thousand Half-Step Saint King Half-Step Saint Kings. There were also nearly one billion Saints.    

    

As one of the top grade Slave Trapping Group in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain, not every Tom, Dick or Harry was qualified to join the Black Skull Slave Group. The weakest one was the Saint who had condensed a Saint Body.    

    

The only flaw was that the Black Skull Slave Group didn't have a lot of Primordial Purple Cloudss with them. Even if they combined all of them together, they didn't have more than ten million Primordial Purple Cloudss. It was almost negligible.    

    

That was true. After all, the Black Skull Slave Group was just a Slave Trapping Group. It didn't look like a Slave Trapping Group. The Tian Luo Empire was an empire, so the amount of Primordial Purple Cloudss they had was indispensable. Even if the Skeleton King and the rest obtained a large amount of Primordial Purple Cloudss, they would have used them to nurture their subordinates.    

    

. . .    

    

"Swoosh ~ ~"    

    

A Dark Shine flashed, and a small black boat the size of a palm appeared in Yang Fann's hand. On the left and right sides of the small black boat, there was a lifelike skeleton mark.    

    

This black boat was none other than the flagship of the Black Skull Slave Group, Black Skull.    

    

"Do you want to leave the Sky Rain Fleet and send Black Skull to the Fan Yin Star?" Looking at the Black Skull in his hand, a hint of hesitation flashed across Yang Fann's eyes.    

    

In this place, it wasn't easy to use Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu's Carrier. If the news of Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu's Carrier was leaked and the people of the Witch Clan knew about it, the consequences would be unimaginable. The current him. . . Although his strength had increased dramatically, there was still an insurmountable gap between him and the enormous Witch Clan.    

    

However, the Black Skull didn't have that problem. As for Holy Prince who was behind the Black Skull Slave Group, he wasn't bothered by Yang Fann at all. If that Holy Prince dared to jump out and stab him. . . Yang Fann didn't mind sending him down to meet the King of Hell.    

    

With his current strength, even in Guangling Realm Island, as long as he didn't provoke those Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign, True God Sovereign could be considered invincible, let alone in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain, where Saint King Holy King didn't even exist.    

    

As a Third Grade Saint King Warship, the speed of the Black Skull. . . If he used this Black Skull, it would take him at most ten years to reach Fan Yin Star.    

    

. . .    

    

After pondering for a moment, Yang Fann gave up on the idea of going to the Fan Yin Star alone.    

    

Five thousand years had already passed. He didn't care if it would take another hundred or dozens of years.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

"Chi ~ ~ ~"    

    

With a flash of light, the Skeleton King appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

    

"Argh ~ ~ Master, please spare me! Please spare me! I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender! . . . "    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Without giving the Skeleton King the chance to beg for mercy, a Devouring Black Hole appeared out of nowhere and swallowed the Skeleton King.    

    

Boundless power of devourings burst out, crazily devouring the Skeleton King's Strength of Original Life.    

    

"Hmm?" Unknowingly, Yang Fann furrowed his brows. After devouring a supreme grade prey like the Star Devourer, it was as easy as chewing wax to devour a top grade Fourth Empyrean Saint King like the Skeleton King.    

    

If it wasn't for the Saint King Law that he controlled, it would still be useful.    

    

Yang Fann couldn't be bothered to devour him. Just a little bit of the Strength of Original Life wasn't even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.    

    

If he had that much time, he might as well refine some more Primordial Purple Cloudss.    

    

To the current Yang Fann, if he didn't take the Saint King Law into consideration, the benefits that a supreme Fourth Empyrean Saint King would give him wouldn't be much better than refining a few Thousands Primordial Purple Cloudss.    

    

. . .    

    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ Bastard, you won't have a good death. His Highness The Crown Prince won't let you off, he won't let you off. . . . . . . "    

    

. . .    

    

One year later.    

    

One hundred and fifteen Holy Kings. Not a single one was left alive.    

    

Yang Fann had once again mastered ten Saint King Law, causing his total number to reach three hundred and eight. Among them, most of them had already broken through to the Great Perfection Stage, and they were no weaker than Eighth Empyrean Saint King.    

    

At most, it was because he hadn't fully integrated with the Heart of Saint King, and his power was still lacking.    

    

But even so, the power of the law alone was enough to easily crush some Top-level Seventh Empyrean Saint Kings.    

    

. . .    

    

Another year passed.    

    

The nearly one hundred thousand Half-Step Saint King from the Black Skull Slave Group were completely wiped out.    

    

The result, however, disappointed Yang Fann. He had only gained eighteen new Saint King Law.    

    

For some unknown reason or coincidence, the Saint King Law controlled by these Half-Step Saint King warriors were shockingly similar.    

    

Initially, Yang Fann thought that the Star Domain, and even the rivers of the different worlds were all complete with three thousand laws. There were nearly one hundred thousand Half-Step Saint King warriors. Even if they couldn't comprehend all of the laws, they should be able to comprehend a thousand of them. But in fact, not to mention a thousand, they didn't even have three hundred of them.    

    

In fact, more than half of them were the Saint King Law that he had already mastered.    

    

In fact, when he was in the Tian Luo Empire, Yang Fann had some doubts. At that time, he had devoured at least one hundred thousand Half-Step Saint King, but in the end, he had only gained a hundred or so Saint King Law.    

    

It was far beyond his expectation. If he could master three thousand Saint King Law, no, a thousand of them, his combat strength would increase by at least ten million times.    

    

At that time, not to mention Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign, even the real True God Sovereign would have a high chance of fighting him.    

    

According to the legends, the number of Saint King Law controlled by True God Sovereign was not much higher than the number of Saint King Law controlled by Ninth Empyrean Saint King.    

    

Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu was just a mere Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, a top grade personal disciple of Wu King. How could such a small matter be considered troublesome?    

    

However, reality was always disappointing.    

    

. . .    

    

"Whoosh ~ ~ ~"    

    

After letting out a breath of foul air, Yang Fann calmed himself down.    

    

Luckily. . . This Tao of Law was not his only way out. The Hung Meng Indestructible Body Huge Perfection could also help him solve the big problem of the Witch Clan.    

    

In the next second. . .    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Countless figures appeared within the Devouring Black Hole.    

    

In that instant, the Devouring Black Hole went berserk, and an endless amount of power of devourings engulfed everything.    

    

Every breath and every second, a large number of sages would completely collapse, leaving behind only a ten feet long purple airflow.    

    

It was the foundation of the Great Dao - Primordial Purple Clouds.    

    

. . .    

    

Time flashed. A hundred years had passed.    

    

The number one star of Buddhist Sound Star Domain - Fan Yin Star.    

    

The Holy Prince Likes Peng Fei was very annoyed. Even the joy of breaking through to the next realm had disappeared without a trace.    

    

He didn't expect that he would spend a huge amount of money just to break through. He spent a lot of time to cultivate the Black Skull Slave Group, but the Black Skull Slave Group was destroyed just like that. He only managed to send back an image.    

    

"Investigate! Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground and turn the entire Buddhist Sound Star Domain upside down, I still have to find that damn fleet for me!"    

    

It would be fine if it was just an ordinary Slave Trapping Group. However, the Black Skull Slave Group was a sharp knife in his hand. He had dealt with many things that were inconvenient for him.    

    

Furthermore, the Black Skull Slave Group had brought him a huge amount of resources every year.    

    

He was Holy Prince of Buddhist Sound Star Domain. But after all, he wasn't Master Of Sanskrit. Furthermore, Master Of Sanskrit wasn't just his son. There was a limit to the amount of resources he could mobilize.    

    

The Black Skull Slave Group's yearly income could be said to be the biggest black income in his hands. It could be said to be his money bag, but now, it had been destroyed by someone. This loss was not something that could be described with just a few words.    

    

Die! Everyone in that fleet must die!    

    

However, it was not easy to find a moving fleet in the huge Buddhist Sound Star Domain.    

    

Even his father, Master Of Sanskrit, might not be able to find it in a short period of time.    

    

. . .    

    

Soon, another thirty years passed.    

    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

    

One after another, exquisite jade artifacts were smashed into pieces by The Holy Prince Likes Peng Fei. This was the number of times he had gotten angry. It had been thirty years. After thirty years, there was no news of that fleet at all.    

    

Rice Bucket! They were all rice buckets.    

    

Fortunately, I spend a huge amount of resources to raise them every year. A bunch of trash. Raising a dog is more useful than raising this bunch of trash.    

    

"Bang! Bang!"    

    

. . .    

    

Three million light-years away from the Fan Yin Planet, a small fleet of eighteen Saint King Warships rapidly approached.    

    

. . .    

    


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