Invincible Bloodline

Twelve thousand years had passed. Yang Fann had successfully refined all the True God Sovereign from the Celestial Race except for True God Cang Yi.    

The Pure Strength Of Body had directly surpassed the strength of the nine billion Little World. He was only one step away from using the power of the shell to kill a Third Grade High Level True God.    

Furthermore, with the help of True God Cang Yi, who was a Top Level True God, the power of the shell had broken through the strength of ten billion Little World. That was only a matter of time. It wasn't impossible for him to break through the power of 20 billion Little World.    

True God Cang Yi was not an ordinary First Grade Top Level True God. He was considered one of the best amongst all the First Grade Top Level True God. His strength was no less than 300 million in the Little World.    

. . .    

"Huff ~ ~ ~"    

Spitting out a mouthful of foul air, Yang Fann forcefully suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

"Swoosh!"    

A white light flashed, and True God Cang Yi, who had returned to his normal size, fell into the Devouring Black Hole.    

In an instant, an endless amount of power of devourings erupted from the Black Hole Center, crazily devouring True God Cang Yi's Strength of Original Life.    

A Top Level True God was a Top Level True God. It was not something a low level True God could compare with. Even a High Level True God could not compare to it.    

Yang Fann's Pure Strength Of Body began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye. The power of the 9. 1 billion Little World began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye. 9. 3 billion Little World strength. 9. 5 billion Little World strength. . . The power of 9. 8 billion Little World. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ Spare me, spare me! I. . . " True God Cang Yi continuously struggled and wailed, "Sir, I surrender, I surrender. As long as you can spare my life, I am willing to hand over the Innate Soul. "    

He didn't want to die. True God Cang Yi really didn't want to die. He had gone through countless tribulations, and only now did he have the cultivation base he had today. How could he just die here?    

In order to survive, even if he had to give up the dignity of a Top Level True God, give up the hatred of his entire clan, acknowledge Yang Fann as his master, and become Yang Fann's slave for the rest of his life, he wouldn't hesitate to do so.    

Unfortunately, Yang Fann wasn't affected by it at all. The external force was always the external force, and the strength of one's body was the foundation.    

Not to mention, the last will of the nine-colored dragon god was to kill the three of them. If he really accepted this True God Cang Yi, how could he understand the karma between him and the nine-colored dragon god?    

. . .    

A thousand years later.    

True God Cang Yi shrunk his body slightly, and Yang Fann's power of the shell successfully broke through the ten billion mark.    

. . .    

Ten thousand years later.    

True God Cang Yi was no longer human. He was practically skin and bones. At this moment, he was no longer praying for Yang Fann to spare him. Instead, he had changed to all kinds of curses and curses.    

He understood that this beast was determined to kill him. There was no way he would let him go.    

. . .    

Soon, another twenty thousand years passed.    

"Bastard, you're going to die a horrible death!"    

"Bang ~ ~"    

True God Cang Yi's entire body exploded with a loud bang, and the Flying Ash was destroyed.    

. . .    

Another ten years passed.    

Yang Fann's soaring momentum gradually calmed down, and in the end, returned to normal.    

"Hu. . . "    

Letting out a breath of turbid air, Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. An indescribable surprise flashed across his eyes.    

The harvest this time was even greater than what he had expected. Initially, he thought that by absorbing True God Cang Yi, he would be able to raise his power of the shell to 20 billion, which was the limit of his power. Never did he expect that not only would he be able to achieve this goal, he would also be able to surpass it by nearly 30 billion.    

This strength could be considered as the top amongst all the Third Grade High Level True God.    

Once he used all of his trump cards, his overall strength would be considered outstanding amongst all the Rank 3 Top Level True God warriors.    

One had to know that after devouring thousands of True Gods, millions of Heavenly Venerates, and nearly 100 million Saint Kings from the Celestial Race, Yang Fann had successfully grasped all the Laws in the Diocang River System, causing the number of Laws he controlled to reach a terrifying 602. The power contained within was not as simple as one plus two level 1 warriors. Instead, it allowed Yang Fann's combat strength to increase exponentially.    

Furthermore, after devouring so many True Gods in the Little World, the hazy Void World within Yang Fann's body had already been lifted by more than half of the mysterious veil. Yang Fann had a feeling that if he could devour another thousand True Gods. . . Or perhaps, he could devour two or three Top Level True God like True God Cang Yi, then he would be able to form the Void World and step into the Heavenly Sovereign Stage.    

At that time, his combat strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds.    

Domain God Sovereign was not easy to compare, but ordinary Fourth Grade Top Level True God would not be a match for him.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

"Swoosh!"    

A Treasure Light flashed by, and a Inferior High-level Divine Artifact appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

After devouring and refining True God Cang Yi, Yang Fann did not intend to leave seclusion immediately. Instead, he wanted to completely digest what he had obtained in the universe.    

Along with the advancement of his cultivation base and strength, Yang Fann's refining speed had also improved by quite a bit. Originally, he wouldn't be able to devour a single Inferior High-level Divine Artifact in a hundred years, but now, an ordinary Inferior High-level Divine Artifact wouldn't be able to last more than sixty years in Yang Fann's hands. Even if it was an exquisite Inferior High-level Divine Artifact, it would at most take him eighty years to completely absorb and refine it.    

. . .    

Soon, another five thousand years passed.    

The 76 Celestial Races obtained from the Celestial Race were all devoured by Yang Fann.    

The result was that Yang Fann had gained nearly 10 million Little Worlds from the Little World.    

Normally, this was considered a huge harvest. However, compared to the previous increase in strength, a mere 10 million Little Worlds was insignificant. At most, it would only increase Yang Fann's combat strength by half.    

. . .    

Seventeen thousand years later.    

Yang Fann had successfully refined the last intermediate High-level Divine Artifact, and his strength had once again increased by ten million.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

A stream of light flashed past, and a high-grade High-level Divine Artifact appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

However, after taking a closer look at this high-grade High-level Divine Artifact, Yang Fann still put it away.    

A high-grade High-level Divine Artifact could only increase Yang Fann's strength by three hundred thousand something years in the Little World. However, the amount of time it took was a thousand years. It was far less worthwhile than refining a Inferior High-level Divine Artifact.    

"It has been almost sixty thousand years. It's about time. "    

Yang Fann murmured softly. He slowly stood up and ended his seclusion.    

. . .    

The island of Dian Cang was the true core of the Diocang River System.    

The entire island was so vast that it was nearly a hundred times bigger than the Guangling Realm Island.    

Some low level True Gods. If they didn't use teleportation, they could fly. Ten thousand years might not even be enough to make a round trip around Vast World Island.    

The huge Cang Jie Island wasn't divided into many parts. It was only divided into ten large regions.    

Each domain was governed by the top ten Most Powerful God Clan in the Diocang River System.    

This was the true ruler of the island, and even the Diocang River System.    

Every Most Powerful God Clan was the true ruler of the island. There were at least two or three First and Second Grade Top Level True God, and at most five or six. They were the leaders of the powerful races like the Celestial Race. Compared to them, the difference was not small.    

This was also the main reason why many powerful races did not set up their headquarters on Dian Cang Island but chose a certain Little World.    

It was better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.    

No one was willing to have a new master on their head.    

. . .    

Thousand Feather Divine Region - One of the ten great divine regions of the island. Its master was the Thousand Feathers God Clan. On the surface, there was a Rank 3 Top Level True God, a Second Grade Top Level True God, and three First Grade Top Level True God guarding the island. Among the ten great Most Powerful God Clan of the island, its strength was about average.    

Qianyu Brothel - the biggest trading center in Thousand Feather Divine Region, its branches spread across all the major cities in Thousand Feather Divine Region.    

Its background was obvious. In the huge Thousand Feather Divine Region, only the Thousand Feathers God Clan could name Qian Yu. This Qianyu Brothel was obviously built by the Thousand Feathers God Clan.    

Azure Feather King City - one of the eighteen king cities in Thousand Feather Divine Region. It was second only to the Thousand Feather City where the Thousand Feathers God Clan's lair was located.    

In the center of the imperial city, in front of Qianyu Brothel.    

Yang Fann, who was dressed in black and had a sense of returning to his original self, slowly walked towards Qianyu Brothel.    

. . .