C1433 Great Circle of the Hong Meng Indestructible Body
C1433 Great Circle of the Hong Meng Indestructible Body
This was a powerful low level True God. Amongst all the low level True Gods of the Underworld God Clan, he could be said to be one of the top ten. He was only a step away from the Middle Level True God.
After True God Ming Luo received Heavenly Venerate Blacknether's report, he immediately attached great importance to this matter. Any single Five Stars Heaven's Pride was a great danger to the Underworld God Clan.
As long as there was a slight possibility of killing him, he couldn't give up so easily. When the time came, he, True God Sovereign, could personally take action.
Besides, the reward for assassinating a Five Stars Heaven's Pride was not small.
Even a low level True God like him would have a lot of help.
All the benefits in the world came for the sake of profit. Without enough benefits, how could these True Divinities and Empyreans of the Underworld God Clan be so passionate about assassinating the geniuses of the Blue Moon Palace? Assassination had its own risks. If one wasn't careful, there was a chance that they might be killed. Heavenly General Ming Huo was a very good example.
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Blue Moon Palace, Martial Saint Peak.
Yang Fann had no idea that he had been targeted by a True God Sovereign.
He had even set up an inescapable net for him. Once he left Cang Yue Province, he would kill him with lightning speed.
Of course, even if he knew about it, Yang Fann wouldn't care too much about it. When his Hung Meng Indestructible Body broke through to the Great Perfection Stage, it was still uncertain who his target would be.
"Rumble. . . "
Endless Primordial Energy flowed into Yang Fann's body through all the pores and cells in his body, strengthening his Body, causing his aura to rise steadily.
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Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years had passed.
The Primordial Purple Clouds in Yang Fann's hand had been reduced by nearly 100 billion.
The result was that Yang Fann's Hung Meng Indestructible Body had been raised to a whole new level. If it was said that he was at the mid stage before this, he could be considered to have stepped into the Late Stage now.
With just the strength of the Body alone, Yang Fann was confident that he could kill a Nine Heavens Heavenly Sovereign. Once he used all his trump cards and unleashed all his combat strength, he would have the combat strength of a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign, and he would be considered one of the more powerful existences amongst Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign.
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Soon, another thirty thousand years passed.
Martial Saint Peak, outside the main hall on the summit.
At some point in time, a fiery-red figure appeared.
"It has been forty thousand years. Why hasn't eldest brother come out yet? . . . Eldest brother is really a man of his word, he actually won't let me leave the Martial Saint Peak. . . "
Yang Sifan had always been a restless person. In the past forty thousand years, She had earned almost every single world in the Martial Saint Peak, no matter how big or small it was. She wanted to leave the Martial Saint Peak and take a look at the other places in the Blue Moon Palace. She even wanted to tour the entire Cang Yue Province. Unfortunately, Yang Fann did not give her the chance. Before she went into seclusion, she had ordered her slave to seal off the Martial Saint Peak. No one was allowed to leave the mountain, especially little sister. She had been given special attention by Yang Fann.
This was also for the sake of her safety. He had left the Blue Moon Palace. He had done it casually, and not many people knew about it. However, that Heavenly Venerate Ming Huo was able to find his whereabouts so easily. Yang Fann wasn't naive enough to think that all of this was just a coincidence.
There must be a spy from the Underworld God Clan in the Blue Moon Palace.
Given the shallow cultivation base of his little sister, any random outer sect disciple from the Blue Moon Palace would be able to suppress her.
Even with the protection of the combat slaves, it was still not safe. There was no need to be afraid of ten thousand. He was just afraid of what might happen. If there was really something wrong with his little sister. . . How could he still have the face to face his parents?
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Seventy thousand years later.
Yang Fann had already refined nearly 700 billion Primordial Purple Clouds in his hand. Counting the nearly 240 billion Primordial Purple Clouds he had refined earlier, he was now very close to the Hung Meng Indestructible Body Huge Perfection.
"Rumble. . . "
Unknowingly, a terrifying purple Demonic God Phantom appeared behind Yang Fann. Its aura was like a sovereign descending upon the world, and it was the sole ruler of the world.
It was as if all living beings in the world were under its control. With just a glance, it would make all living beings submit to it, and all living beings would worship it.
His aura was so terrifying that it was shocking.
"Swish! Swish!"
A large expanse of space in all directions was unable to withstand the violent pressure, and it was extremely distorted and collapsed.
Terrifying! At this moment, even if that Nine Heavens Heavenly Venerate dared to take half a step into the hall, he would be instantly crushed to the ground, bowing his head in submission.
Vaguely, he already seemed to have some of True God Sovereign's elegance.
Fortunately, although True God Cang Yue paid attention to Yang Fann, he never peeped at Yang Fann's cultivation. Otherwise, he would definitely jump up in shock.
True God Cang Yue had his own bottom line, which things could be done, and which things could not be done. He knew very well that peeping on a person's cultivation was a taboo among cultivators.
Once Yang Fann found out about it, not only would all their previous goodwill go to waste, they might even turn against each other.
This was definitely not something True God Cang Yue was willing to see.
If he wanted to go down the mountain, he would have to wait until he came out of seclusion.
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Underworld King Province, Dark King City.
Heavenly Empyrean Blacknether sat on his throne, his brows knit together. "It's been 70,000 years. That Little Son Yang Fan had no intention of leaving the Blue Moon Palace. He hadn't even taken a step out of the Martial Saint Peak. Could it be that Ming Huo's assassination had really frightened him? "
However, if this Little Son Yang Fan didn't leave the Blue Moon Palace, how could he claim credit from True God Ming Luo? How could they complete the assassination?
As for breaking into the Martial Saint Peak by force, that was out of his expectation.
Even if they sent all the spies of the Underworld God Clan to the Blue Moon Palace, it would be useless.
Five Stars Heaven's Pride, who was like this, had always been the focus of all the major powers. It was hard to say whether True God Sovereign would keep an eye on him.
Furthermore, to be honest, even a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign like him couldn't mobilize all the spies in the Blue Moon Palace.
Not to mention him, even his master, True God Ming Luo, wasn't qualified to do so.
In the entire Underworld God Clan, besides Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World, only a few ancient Middle Level True God were qualified to do so.
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Soon, another five thousand years passed.
Blue Moon Palace, Martial Saint Peak.
Yang Sifan once again arrived at the main hall on the peak of the mountain. Looking at the tightly shut door of the main hall, her beautiful eyes revealed a trace of disappointment.
This was the 3600 times that she had come here. Ever since she had toured all the worlds in Martial Saint Peak, she would come here almost every few decades. Unfortunately, what awaited her was disappointment time and time again.
Damn eldest brother, bad eldest brother. If I had known earlier, I would have stayed in Martial Saint Realm. "Yang Sifan muttered to herself. Here. For someone as active as her, it was like she was in jail. At most, the entire cell was a little bigger.
It was not that she had never tried to sneak out before, but with her weak cultivation, how could she hide from the War Slave's eyes?
Even after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, she had successfully condensed the Heart of Saint King, and even stepped into the Saint King Fourth Empyrean Stage in one go. However, in the eyes of the combat slave, who was at the very least Saint King Holy King, she was still just an ant.
Moreover, there was a Heavenly Venerate guarding the Martial Saint Peak every hundred years, monitoring every movement in the Martial Saint Peak.
"Si Si, don't blame your cousin. It's for your own good. " A red light flashed. Luo Jiahui, who was dressed in a long red dress and looked like a fire spirit, appeared in front of Yang Sifan.
"Yes, Si Si. Master did it for your own good. " This was You Nuo, dressed in a black veil, like a dark fairy. "Si Si, maybe next time you come, Master will come out of seclusion. "
"Humph. . . When eldest brother comes out of seclusion, I will make sure that he compensates me properly. "
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In the blink of an eye, another five hundred years had passed.
"Rumble. . . "
The Primordial Purple Cloudss within the grand hall at the top of the mountain were already extremely thin.
This was the final hundred million Primordial Purple Cloudss of the ten trillion Primordial Purple Cloudss.
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Three days later.
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
Yang Fann's body suddenly shook, and his energy rose like a tsunami, ten times, a hundred times stronger than before. The Demonic God Phantom on his back grew even higher, as if it would never end.
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