Invincible Bloodline

Martial Saint Peak, in the main hall at the top of the mountain.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. A bright golden light cut through the Void, shattering everything.    

In all directions, a large expanse of space shattered into pieces.    

Ferocious! Truly savage to the extreme.    

In the space of Cang Yue Province, The spatial zone of Cang Yue Province was a hundred times stronger than the Crescent State.    

Even an ordinary Third Empyrean Heavenly Venerate would find it hard to tear open space.    

At this moment, if there was a cultivator in front of him, even some Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Sovereigns would be mercilessly pierced through and shattered by the Holy Soul.    

Thirty thousand years had passed, and Yang Fann had finally completely refined the nearly 240,000,000,000 Primordial Purple Cloudss in his hands.    

His strength had experienced a qualitative leap.    

At this moment, like Heavenly Sovereign Tian Ya, Yang Fann could kill a thousand with just a simple move of his finger.    

The power of the Body was terrifying. Even if it wasn't as powerful as some Nine Heavens Heavenly Venerates, it wouldn't be much different.    

Once he used all his trump cards and unleashed all his combat strength, although he wasn't completely confident that he could defeat a top-notch Sovereign Wu like Wu Sovereign Meng Luo, it wouldn't be an easy task for Wu Sovereign Meng Luo to kill him.    

After absorbing nearly 240 billion Primordial Purple Cloudss, Yang Fann's Saint Physique had reached a terrifying level. He was almost as powerful as a top grade Semi-Divine Artifact. With the help of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, he was able to chase after a true divine weapon. If True God Sovereign didn't use it, it would be very difficult for anyone to truly threaten his life.    

From now on, Yang Fann could be considered to have successfully squeezed into the ranks of top grade Guangling Realm Islands in the Guangling Realm Island, which was filled with countless experts.    

"Hu. . . "    

After exhaling a mouthful of foul air, Yang Fann slowly stood up.    

"Boom. . . "    

A blue light cut through the Void, and Cang Yue's pearl appeared in Yang Fann's hand.    

"I wonder if all the remaining Primordial Purple Cloudss have been collected?" As he spoke, Yang Fann threw his mental energy into Cang Yue's pearl.    

But very quickly, a strange expression appeared on Yang Fann's face. It wasn't that he hadn't completed the task. On the contrary, in less than a month of seclusion, he had successfully collected 792 billion Primordial Purple Cloudss.    

. . .    

"It seems like my price has gone up. " Yang Fann wasn't an idiot. He quickly understood the crux of the matter. In less than a month's time, he had gathered so many Primordial Purple Cloudss. It was obvious that in Guangling Realm Island, it was very easy to obtain Primordial Purple Cloudss. It was far beyond his imagination.    

"Forget it. It's just a waste of points. It's good that I can collect enough Primordial Purple Cloudss. " Points were used to earn money. Furthermore, with his ability, it was not easy for him to earn some points. Not to mention those missions, he could easily earn a huge amount of points just by exploring the Battle Tower.    

If he was willing to, not to mention the first twenty floors of the Battle Pagoda, even the twenty-second and twenty-third floors of the Battle Tower were possible.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

With a thought, The 79. 2 billion Primordial Purple Cloudss were extracted by Yang Fann.    

However, Yang Fann didn't continue his seclusion. He had been away from home for about 36,000 years. The longing for his parents and the others in his heart was like a flood of water flooding into a disaster. Moreover, he had been keeping his parents and the others in Tiannan Realm River all this time. There was always a trace of worry in his heart.    

In any case, he had made some progress in his cultivation. He was almost as powerful as a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warrior, and he wouldn't need that much time.    

He would bring his parents back from Martial Saint Realm and cultivate in seclusion. He would devour the remaining Primordial Purple Cloudss, allowing his Hung Meng Indestructible Body to break through to the Great Perfection Stage in one go.    

The current situation was different from the past. If he wanted to return to the Tiannan Realm River, he wouldn't need to spend thousands of years. At most, it would take him a few decades.    

However, before he left, should he continue to break into the Cang Yue Battle Tower?    

A trace of hesitation flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. Forget it, he was not in a hurry to need points.    

If he really exposed his true combat strength. . . Who knew what True God Cang Yue would think?    

In just thirty thousand years, he had gone from a low Second Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign to a top tier expert that could rival a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warrior. This progress. . . Even the legendary Nine Stars Monster was far from being as good as this.    

The most unpredictable thing in the world was the human heart. There were some things that were better off not gambling.    

Everything would have to wait until he reached the true Huge Perfection of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body.    

At that time, even if True God Cang Yue really had some bad ideas, he wouldn't be powerless to resist.    

The Cang Yue Battle Tower was right there, it wouldn't run away.    

Very quickly, Yang Fann began searching for all kinds of treasures in Cang Yue's pearl.    

After spending 8,000 points, Yang Fann still had 4,622 points left in his hands.    

He had not returned home for tens of thousands of years, so he had to bring back something for his family and his subordinates.    

Furthermore, Yang Fann was also preparing to build a transportation array in the Star Domain, so that the Luo He Star Domain could get in touch with the other Star Domain and even the Guangling Realm Island.    

. . .    

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.    

Yang Fann spent 100 points to exchange for the materials needed to set up the formation. These materials were enough to open 360 one-way transportation arrays. In a short period of time, it should be enough.    

As for the person who set up the array, it was simple. Among the few thousand Sacred Kings under him, there were a few who were masters of the array. Setting up a Star Domain transportation array was nothing difficult.    

As for the remaining 4,522 points, half of them were exchanged for cultivation techniques and secret techniques by Yang Fann.    

Among them, there were twelve of them, eight of which were intermediate Saint Arts. They could be cultivated to the Seventh Layer Saint King realm, and four of them were high-grade Saint Arts, which could be cultivated to the Saint King's Ninth Empyrean. There were thirty-two secret techniques, and most of them were Yellow-level secret techniques. There were eighteen of them, Profound Grade secret techniques, eight of them, and four of the Earth-grade secret techniques. Furthermore, they were all common secret techniques, and they didn't require any special physique in order to cultivate them.    

However, the resources in Tiannan Realm River were a bit lacking. After Saint King Zheng Dao, his subordinates didn't have any good skills, and they were basically relying on a large amount of resources to cultivate them.    

Not only was it a waste, their final combat strength was far from being comparable to a Sacred King of the same level.    

The last two thousand points were exchanged by Yang Fann for various kinds of Holy Herbs and Holy Elixirs. Among them, the main ones were Bloodline Talents that increased Holy Herbs.    

Whether it was his parents, friends, or subordinates, all of them had poor talent, and could even be said to be mediocre to the extreme. Even the most talented True King Wan Lei, the Gods, Hall Lord, and the others under his command, would be nothing more than ordinary outer sect disciple in the Blue Moon Palace. They would be far inferior to a one-star genius.    

If he didn't have any fortuitous encounters and cultivated to the limit, he would only be a intermediate Saint King.    

. . .    

Fifteen minutes later.    

Yang Fann gathered his thirteen stewards and asked them about the situation in the past thirty thousand years.    

For the past thirty thousand years, under the management of the stewards, the development of Martial Saint Peak could be said to be orderly. All of their lives were in Yang Fann's hands, and almost no one dared to play any tricks on them.    

For the past thirty thousand years, a large amount of resources had been mined. Of course, the most important thing was still the harvest of the divine stones. There was a total of three hundred intermediate divine stones and three hundred billion low grade divine stones. Some rogue Heavenly Venerates might not even be able to produce so many divine stones.    

This was the advantage of having a great influence backing them up.    

Of the three hundred intermediate divine stones, Yang Fann didn't leave a single one behind. He kept all of them, and it was perfect for him to use them to control the beast puppets. Although he didn't need these beast puppets anymore, it was still better to use them to protect his parents and the others.    

Of the three hundred billion low grade divine stones, Yang Fann took 250 billion. The remaining 50 billion low grade divine stones were rewarded by Yang Fann. Yang Fann was never stingy with his subordinates.    

In an instant, the entire Martial Saint Peak was plunged into a sea of joy.    

The unpleasant feeling caused by Yang Fann planting the Holy Soul seemed to have dissipated in an instant.    

Following such a generous master. . . It doesn't seem to be a bad thing.    

That was a total of 50 billion low grade God Stones. That was all the wealth of many top-notch Holy Kings.    

Even though there were more than 8,000 of them, the weakest group of Outer Sect still managed to get more than 10,000 low grade God Stones.    

Even though outer sect disciple from the Blue Moon Palace had a much higher value than the other low grade Saint Kings from other small forces. . . More than ten thousand low grade divine stones had almost doubled their social status.    

It had only been thirty thousand years, a short thirty thousand years. Sometimes, they would close up for a short period of time, but it was still far more than that.    

. . .    

Three days later.    

Yang Fann was escorted by a group of subordinates to the teleportation hall.    

. . .    

In the center of the Blue Moon Palace.    

"Huh? The little guy has come out of seclusion and is in the teleportation hall. Is he going to leave the Blue Moon Palace?" A conflicted look flashed across True God Cang Yue's eyes, "Should I stop him or not?"    

. . .