Invincible Bloodline

The Old Ancestor of Zhong Family, Zhong Hui, had finally managed to get the help of the nine families of River City at the cost of two transportation arrays from Star Domain and two spots for the disciples of Heaven's Edge Pavilion's Inner Sect.    

However, the result was a little out of Zhong Hui's expectation. The nine families didn't join forces with the Zhong Family as he had expected. They suppressed the ignorant junior with a thunderous momentum and chose a relatively gentle compromise.    

Although they had promised to help, they would resolve this matter if they didn't understand what was going on with Blood Blade. That would be great.    

Eighth Empyrean Saint King wasn't even a million years old. It would be better if A Peerless Monster didn't completely fall out with him.    

Otherwise, if he really angered the power behind him. . . At that time, even if they won, they would have to pay a heavy price.    

. . .    

"That's Helian Ancestor, Heavenly Chen Ancestor, and Northern Li Ancestor. Hiss. . . The old ancestors of the other nine families of River City have arrived. "    

" With the ancestors of the other nine great families acting as peacekeepers, it seems like this war won't be able to be fought anymore. This matter will end here. "    

"Sigh. It's best that everyone disperse as soon as possible. There's nothing to see. "    

. . .    

A trace of regret flashed across the faces of many Saint Kings from all directions. Initially, they wanted to witness this shocking battle. Eighth Empyrean Saint King's battle was not so easy to encounter. Many of them might not even encounter him once in their lifetime. However, it was better for them to wash up and sleep now. How could that kid not give face to the Zhong Family? Could it be that he would not give face to the ten great families of River City?    

It was impossible even if they thought about it. It wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two. Each of the top ten families was the local tyrant of River City. Their background was extraordinary. With the combined forces of the top ten families, not to mention Eighth Empyrean Saint King, even some Ninth Empyrean Saint King would have to be wary of them.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's sword-like brows raised. Without even looking at the nine old ancestors, he said disdainfully, "Giving you face? Who do you think you are? How dare you give me face? If you know what's good for you, then get the hell out of here. "    

"Wh. . . What?"    

"[I. . . I didn't hear it wrong, did I?]"    

"He. . . How dare he. . . Speak like that?"    

. . .    

The surrounding Holy Kings stared at him in disbelief. They thought that the young man was bold enough to not give face to the Zhong Family. They had never thought that they had underestimated him.    

F * ck, how could this young man be so bold? He was totally crazy.    

Did he really think that he was invincible just because he was Eighth Empyrean Saint King? No one could cure him?    

As for Ancestor Helian and the others, they were all infuriated by the birth of one Buddha. How many years had it been since the two Buddhas ascended to heaven? Someone dared to not give face to the nine great families. One billion years, ten billion years, or a hundred billion years?    

Of course, there was also an exception to this rule. It was the Zhong Family. They were just short of clapping and cheering.    

After paying such a high price, they didn't want to just persuade that hateful junior to retreat. Instead, they wanted to completely suppress him.    

Earlier, they had been somewhat worried. That junior would compromise just like that. Now, it seemed like they had really worried for nothing.    

Just that younger generation. . . Big brother Tian, second brother Tian! It would be strange if Third Brother, with his personality, would compromise.    

"Junior, you. . . Very good, very good. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders, a junior who has no respect for his elders. " The grey-robed Ancestor Helian stared at Yang Fann with his eyes. There was a raging flame burning in his eyes.    

"If you don't want to get lost, then all of you can stay behind. " The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed, and his voice was filled with impatience. He had given them a chance, but he didn't know how to cherish it. In that case, don't blame him for being ruthless.    

"Good! Good! Good! Junior, you will pay the price for your words. Everyone, attack together and suppress this arrogant brat!" Old Ancestor Helian's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he called out to all the Old Ancestors to attack together.    

Although he was burning with anger, his rationality wasn't destroyed by his fury. Although he was ranked in the top five of River City, or even the top three expert, he was only a step away from breaking through to Eighth Empyrean Saint King's position. However, this step was like a heavenly chasm. With his strength alone, he absolutely wouldn't be a match for Eighth Empyrean Saint King.    

"Go! Attack together!" The old ancestor of Zhong Family, Zhong Hui, who wished for Yang Fann to die the most, was the first to respond.    

"Alright! Everyone, let's attack together. "    

The ancestors of the other seven major families echoed his words. At this point, they had no way out. Since that kid had already said so much, if they didn't attack now, they would become the laughingstock of the world, and they wouldn't have the face to control the River City in the future.    

"Die! The fury of King Kong!"    

"One Finger Star Shattering Finger!"    

" Die! Seven Realms Shattering. "    

"Mountains and rivers are destroyed. "    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The Vajra descended, the heavens collapsed and the earth split apart, the stars shattered, the world collapsed, countless spaces completely shattered, turning into nothingness.    

Thirty-five Top-level Seventh Empyrean Saint Kings from the ten great families attacked at the same time. They unleashed their strongest attack without any intention of holding back. They wanted to suppress Yang Fann with a single strike.    

. . .    

"Hiss. . . Good. . . Such terrifying strength, formidable. . . It's really. . . Really too powerful! Just a trace of it is enough to make me feel like I'm suffocating. I can't block it, I can't block it at all. . . " In all directions, the group of Holy Kings began to flee into the distance. Just the aftermath of the power alone made them feel as if they were going to collapse.    

Terrifying! It was truly terrifying to the extreme!    

The combined attack of the thirty-five ancestors of the ten great clans was like a god killing the god, a Buddha stopping the Buddha killing the Buddha.    

"It's over! Even if that junior doesn't die this time, he'll still be heavily injured. " Many people looked at Yang Fann as if they were looking at a dead man. Thirty-five Top-level Seventh Empyrean Holy Kings. There were even five of them! They could even be called a half-step Eighth Empyrean Saint King. This joint attack was truly shocking.    

It was even more powerful than some of the intermediate Eighth Empyrean Saint King's full-strength attacks.    

It could easily injure or even kill a low level Eighth Empyrean Saint King.    

Although that junior was a monster, he was still a junior. However, it seemed like he was just a lowly Eighth Empyrean Saint King.    

But who could be blamed for all of this?    

The ten great families had already given in to you, yet you still refused to give up. It was your fault that you died.    

. . .    

In the blink of an eye!    

"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. Today, I'll show you what true power is. " Yang Fann's expression remained unchanged. There was no trace of fear in his eyes. His voice was calm, as if he was announcing a very ordinary matter.    

A group of Seventh Layer ants wanted to overturn the heavens? What a joke!    

In the next second. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

With a flick of his right hand, he sent a palm strike towards the ten great ancestors.    

Yang Fann didn't use much strength in this palm strike, he only used a layer of power of the shell. However, what kind of strength was Yang Fann using now? The power of the shell was comparable to a high-level Ninth Empyrean Saint King. Even though it was only a layer of strength, it was almost equivalent to a full-strength strike from a top Eighth Empyrean Saint King.    

"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"    

Where the big hand passed, there were Vajra, Buddha Seal, Divine Tune, Stormy Divine Lightning, Divine Lightning, and Divine Lightning. Everything seemed to be spiraling smoke and smoke. It dispersed immediately without any room for struggle.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How is this possible. . . " All of the old ancestors were shocked. They couldn't believe what they had just seen. With their cultivation base, the strongest attack that they had unleashed, even the high-level Eighth Empyrean Saint King, shouldn't have been able to destroy all of their killing moves so easily.    

All of a sudden, Ancestor Helian's facial expression changed. He couldn't help but scream, "Not good ~ ~ The top Eighth Empyrean Saint King, he is the top Eighth Empyrean Saint King. "    

"F * ck! How could this be? How old is he?"    

"Zhong Hui, you bastard! I've been tricked by you!"    

. . .