Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . "    

The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the sky once more, blotting out the sun and blocking out the sun as it grabbed onto the hundred golden-armored dummies.    

The hundred Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign dummies could even fight an ordinary Second Grade Middle Level True God.    

How could Yang Fann let them go so easily?    

. . .    

Three breaths later.    

Yang Fann arrived at the fourth hall. Compared to the previous three halls, this hall was clearly much smaller. The interior space was only a thousand miles wide.    

Apart from the ten zhang tall dark golden statues that stood majestically, there was nothing else. It seemed very spacious and empty.    

"Hmm?"    

Yang Fann's eyes lit up when he saw the ten dark golden statues in the center of the hall.    

Apart from the color, the other ten statues were almost the same as the battle puppets of the previous three palaces.    

Obviously, these ten sculptures were also battle puppets.    

In the previous palace, the combat puppets' combat strength was comparable to Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors.    

How powerful were these ten dark golden puppets?    

Could it be that they had already reached the True God Stage?    

With this thought, Yang Fann's eyes flickered with a scorching light. A True Divinity level combat puppet. There were only a few treasures like this in the Blue Moon Palace. Each of them was priceless. They were not much inferior to some intermediate divine weapons.    

Just these ten dark golden puppets alone were worth tens of billions of points.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying aura erupted from the ten dark golden statues. It was as if ancient ferocious gods had crossed the river of time and space, reviving in the modern world. The aura was so powerful that it had definitely reached the True God Sovereign Realm. They were even comparable to some powerful First Grade True Gods who controlled the power of seven or eight Little World. The ten dark golden statues were working together. Their combat strength could be said to be on par with some Third Order True Gods, or even Second Order True Gods. If one wasn't careful, one could be suppressed or even killed by them.    

As he sensed the terrifying auras of the ten dark golden golems, Instead of being shocked, Yang Fann was delighted. Good, good, good. This Extreme Night Dragon God was indeed worthy of being called a master dummies. With these ten dark golden dummies, * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

Even if it was his little sister who wanted to leave the Martial Saint Peak and walk around the Guangling Realm Island, he would be able to feel at ease.    

Although they were just puppets, their intelligence was no less than that of ordinary living beings. With the protection of these dark golden puppets, it was as if they were protected by a few True God Sovereign.    

Compared to the real True God Sovereign, the difference between a true god puppet and a true god puppet was that it couldn't cultivate on its own.    

If they wanted to increase their strength, they could only rely on the improvement of their master's puppet technique to refine them again.    

Moreover, compared to cultivators, these puppets were even more loyal. They didn't fear death. As the saying went, those who were arrogant were afraid of being stunned, and those who were afraid of not knowing their own lives were afraid. In a one-on-one fight, true gods of the same level might not necessarily be a match for these combat puppets.    

As long as his heaven-defying talent wasn't completely exposed, it was impossible for the Underworld God Clan to send a Middle Level True God to deal with his family.    

Even Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors wouldn't be able to do so.    

It wasn't like Five Stars Heaven's Pride was Five Stars Heaven's Pride's family. Even if they took him down. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

In World Of Cultivators, the only people who were valued by most of the cultivators were themselves. Those who valued family members were those who valued family members. There were very few of them.    

Especially these Empyreans and True Divinities. Each and every one of them had lived for 10 billion years. 100 billion years, even trillions of years. How much weight could bloodline familial love weigh in their hearts? It was truly hard to say.    

In the next second. . .    

Rumble. . . "    

An endless amount of Purple Qi True Dragons burst out from Yang Fann's body, pushing the Hung Meng Indestructible Body to its limit.    

The power of the shell alone was enough to destroy these ten dark golden dummies, but it was absolutely impossible to completely suppress them without any injuries.    

"Come here obediently. "    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand tore through everything, suppressing the entire world.    

With the help of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, Yang Fann's palm strike had the power of nearly forty thousand Little World. Even an ordinary First Grade Middle Level True God wouldn't be able to match it, let alone ten Rank 1 Low Level True God level combat puppets.    

In less than a breath's time.    

"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"    

The dark golden spear light of the ten dark golden Battle Puppets was completely destroyed. The ten dark golden Battle Puppets were no exception. They were suppressed by Yang Fann in one go.    

. . .    

Very quickly, Yang Fann continued to move forward. However, what disappointed him was that after passing through the main hall, it was no longer the main hall that appeared. There were no longer any puppets or statues. What entered his eyes were five tightly shut secret rooms, one big and four small.    

If their guess was correct, that large chamber should be the main burial chamber of Extreme Night Dragon God, the place where his dragon body rested in peace.    

"Hu. . . "    

After letting out a breath of turbid air, Yang Fann calmed his mind. In the end, that Extreme Night Dragon God. . . He was only a Rank 4 Low Level True God, and being able to refine a combat puppet that was comparable to a First Grade True God was almost his limit. He really wasn't satisfied with having a stronger combat puppet.    

"Swoosh!"    

Yang Fann's figure moved, entering a small chamber on the left.    

He wasn't in a hurry to move the main burial chamber. As for the good stuff, he naturally had to keep it until the end.    

In any case, Yang Fann wasn't afraid of anyone coming in. If there really was someone who didn't know the difference between life and death and dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, he would just kill him.    

Among the Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors, including those monstrous Heavenly Venerates, Yang Fann regarded them as grass.    

"Rumble. . . "    

As soon as Yang Fann entered the secret chamber, countless dark lights shot towards him from all directions like raindrops.    

Each of these dark beams was no less powerful than the all-out attack of a Rank 1 Low Level True God. Thousands of dark beams shot out at the same time, enough to instantly injure or even kill a low-level Third Grade True God.    

It had to be said that this Extreme Night Dragon God was really meticulous. First it was the invasion of murderous aura, then it was the illusion. Then it was the protection of the Battle Puppet, and finally the various tombs. There was also this killing move that was left behind, one after another. It was impossible to guard against. There were only a few low level Rank Three True Gods. They would all be covered in dirt and dust if they were careless. It was very likely that they would be heavily injured, and they might even stay in the tomb forever.    

However, that was also true. That person hoped that after his death, the Undead would be disturbed by others.    

Unfortunately, he had used up all his tricks, and ran into a freak like Yang Fann.    

Facing the dark light that filled the sky, Yang Fann did not even have the intention to dodge. He just allowed it to hit his body.    

No matter how many attacks Rank 1 Low Level True God launched, he wouldn't care. He wouldn't even be able to break through his defense.    

. . .    

Ten breaths later.    

The dark light dispersed, revealing everything within the secret chamber.    

The entire secret chamber was a thousand miles wide and thirty thousand feet tall space.    

There was only one thing inside. It was the God Stone. One big and one small, two divine stone mountains.    

That large divine stone mountain was two thousand eight hundred zhang tall, almost occupying half of the small space. In comparison, that small divine stone mountain was a bit unremarkable, only a small mound. It wasn't more than ten zhang tall, and its length was only a few li.    

Only, when it came to value, it was the exact opposite. That small divine stone mountain was entirely made up of intermediate divine stones worth a hundred million.    

The value was so high that it was several times higher than that low-grade divine stone mountain.    

If it was converted into points, it would at least have around thirty billion points.    

In the Blue Moon Palace, intermediate divine stones were much more valuable than low grade divine stones. One million low grade divine stones could be exchanged for one point. However, if it was exchanged for intermediate God Stones, it could be exchanged for one stone, and it could be exchanged for 120 points.    

It had been distributed, and this was only a tomb chamber, but there were four such tombs. Not to mention, there was also the main burial chamber.    

Not to mention 100 billion points, even 200 billion points or even 300 billion points were not impossible.    

One had to know that the 11,110 battle puppets he had collected before were worth tens of billions of points.    

As expected of the Dragon Clan, who was famous for collecting treasures. As expected, they were incomparable to other True Gods.    

Now, all of this has been given to me.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

Yang Fann's body moved, and he impatiently entered the next tomb chamber.    

"Rumble! Rumble!"    

What welcomed Yang Fann was also a black rain of light. Yang Fann's eyes lit up as he stared fixedly at the black rain.    

. . .    

Twenty breaths later.    

All the treasures in the second chamber were swept away by Yang Fann.    

All of the herbs in the second tomb chamber were herbs. The lowest grade was Rank-9 Holy Herbs, and many of them were Demigod's Divine Herbs. Yang Fann had found twelve of them, and his harvest was plentiful. He would never be able to find any more of them in the first tomb chamber.    

. . .    

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

Yang Fann emptied the third chamber.    

Among them were the top grade Semi-Divine Artifacts that he had refined. Many of them were unknown to Yang Fann, but their value should not be low. It should not be a problem to exchange them for 120 billion points.    

. . .    

The fourth tomb chamber.    

It was different from the first three. It was much more spacious.    

There were only 36 light orbs floating within a thousand mile radius.    

However, their value was not any lower than the other three chambers. In fact, they were even more valuable.    

There was a divine artifact hidden within each ball of light.    

There were a total of twenty-four Inferior Low-level Divine Artifacts, eight intermediate Low-level Divine Artifacts, and four high-grade Low-level Divine Artifacts.    

In the Blue Moon Palace, a Inferior Low-level Divine Artifact was worth 300 to 400 million points, and a intermediate Low-level Divine Artifact was worth 1 billion points. And a high-grade Low-level Divine Artifact was worth more than 3 billion points.    

. . .    

A few breaths later.    

Yang Fann appeared in front of the main burial chamber in the middle. His eyes lit up. Those secondary burial chambers were only the appetizers. What followed was the main meal. It seemed like the main burial chamber would not disappoint him.    

. . .