Invincible Bloodline

After spending a few days with Qin Hu and the others, Yang Fann returned to Guangling Realm Island, the Blue Moon Palace.    

After that, Yang Fann accompanied his parents for a period of time, as if he wanted to make up for the past few million years.    

He didn't go into seclusion, as if he had forgotten about cultivation all of a sudden.    

. . .    

Time passed just like that, little by little. Occasionally, Yang Fann would bring his little sister and the others along, and walk towards the other river branches to experience the local customs and customs of the various river branches.    

With his current cultivation base and strength, with a single teleportation, he would be able to cross thousands to tens of thousands of rivers. It wouldn't take much time for him to come and go.    

In this way, his little sister Yang Sifan would be extremely happy. Among the few girls, the one who was the most active was none other than her. However, due to her lack of strength, even with the help of the high grade God Ships, she had been in the river system for thousands of years, let alone the river system that was even further away. He had come and gone once and for all! It was very likely that it would be hundreds of thousands to millions of years later.    

Eldest brother had already left. As the younger sister, if she still left them, the two elders would be heartbroken to death.    

In the past few million years, although Yang Sifan had occasionally left the Guangling Boundary River, she had only been moving around in the nearby rivers for less than ten thousand years.    

But now, with eldest brother accompanying her, not only did she not need to worry about leaving her parents for too long, she also did not need to be afraid of any dangers along the way.    

In the past few million years, Yang Sifan's guards had been extremely powerful. Every time, there would be a group of ten High Level True God guards by her side. Sometimes, there would be even more of them. As long as they didn't encounter any Top Level True God warriors, there wouldn't be any danger.    

However, there was still something wrong with it. Although there were only a few Top Level True God, it wasn't like there were no other major rivers.    

. . .    

One year. Ten years. One hundred years. . . A thousand years. . . . . .    

. . .    

Soon, three thousand years had passed.    

During these three thousand years, under Yang Fann's massive supply of resources, the strength of the Blue Moon Palace, Witch Clan, and Phoenix Feather Palace, as well as the friends and family of Yang Fann had grown exponentially, like a rolling snowball.    

In the past, True God experts were the cornerstones of all major powers. In a hundred billion years, they might not even be able to produce one.    

But now, almost three to five days had passed, and one person had successfully condensed the Little World and broken through to the True God Stage.    

The True God expert was like a bamboo shoot after a rain of rain, slowly rising.    

Like the Blue Moon Palace Master and the other big shots, their strength had similarly soared. In nearly seven to eight hundred years, their cultivation would advance by a single level.    

As for the strongest Golden Origin Sorceress, he was now a Rank 7 Top Level True God, and was only a step away from the Rank 8 Top-Level True God. He was afraid that his breakthrough would take nearly a hundred years.    

However, this was normal. Who was Yang Fann? Along the way, he had suppressed countless high grade Top Level True God and even Domain God Sovereign.    

His social status was terrifying. Even many Third and Rank Four High-level Domain God might not be as rich as him.    

Putting aside everything else, Just the Roc alone had accumulated more than a dozen eras of wealth. It was not something that a Rank Two High-level Domain God could compare with.    

Any random treasure that they took out would be enough for some of them to fight for it. If Golden Origin Sorceress and the others couldn't increase their cultivation base by leaps and bounds, they would be able to find a piece of tofu and knock themselves to death. They would be able to save themselves the embarrassment of losing face.    

Of course, the ones who improved the most were Yang Yunfeng And His Wife, Yang Sifan, and the other two girls.    

There was a difference between intimacy and alienation. In Yang Fann's heart, his parents, Si Si, and the other three girls were the most important. They were his true reverse scale. The others, including Qin Hu and Manniu, were much worse than him.    

All kinds of top grade Domain God Sovereigns that even MALE would go crazy for were given to his parents as if they were free.    

It directly caused the Bloodline Talents of his parents to skyrocket.    

At this moment, the innate talent of his parents might be slightly worse than those of the God Child Level Monster in the Aima Realm Continent. However, compared to the number one monster of the young generation in the Chengluo Mansion - Peerless Sword God Qin Wushuang, he was not any weaker, especially his little sister Yang Sifan, who had even surpassed Qin Wushuang. She had almost stepped into the threshold of God Child Level Monster.    

In the future, even without Yang Fann's support, as long as she did not fall midway and attain the Dao Domain Divine, it was almost certain that she would succeed. She even had a decent chance of breaking through to the Middle-level Domain God.    

Of course, this was impossible. If he did not take care of his own sister, who would take care of her?    

With the unlimited supply of top grade Divine Fruits and Divine Herbs, the cultivation base of his parents had skyrocketed by several major realms. Even Yang Yunfeng And His Wife, who was the least enthusiastic about cultivating, had successfully condensed the Little World and stepped into the True God Stage.    

The world within was so vast that it was almost ten thousand times larger than the other Rank 1 Low Level True God. Even if Yang Yunfeng And His Wife wasn't good at fighting, he could easily crush a low-level Second Grade True God with brute force alone.    

Yang Sifan was even more terrifying. In just three thousand years, she had broken through to the Middle Level True God, and had even broken through to the Rank Four Middle-level Domain God.    

Her inner world was so vast that it was almost comparable to some Third Grade High Level True God. She could easily jump ranks to challenge a Third Grade High Level True God.    

Comparisons were really infuriating.    

Even in the Aima Realm Continent, Qin Wushuang had spent tens of thousands of years to reach the Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign and break through to the Fourth Grade Middle Level True God.    

During this period of time, he had gone through countless hardships and tribulations.    

And his combat strength was barely comparable to a Second Grade High Level True God.    

They couldn't compare, they really couldn't compare.    

. . .    

Guangling Realm Island, Blue Moon Palace, peak of the martial arts Peak.    

"It's been three thousand years. It's time to return. Yang Fann murmured softly. He had finally returned to the Chengluo Mansion, the heart of the Shengluo Alliance. He had lived for tens of thousands of years, but he had never seen a person or a corpse. He thought that Sovereign Xuanyuan and the others must have been worried to death.    

Anyway, his parents had already agreed to stay in the Little World.    

If they wanted to meet in the future, That's just a thought.    

Not long after his return, Yang Fann made a request to let Yang Yunfeng And His Wife and the others enter his Little World.    

Initially, he wanted to bring his parents and friends to the Aima Realm Continent and let them stay in his Shengluo Alliance's Paradise. However, his plan couldn't keep up with the changes.    

Although the defense of the Chengluo Mountains was strong, with Sovereign Xuanyuan and the other Fourth Grade Domain Gods guarding it all year round, it was enough to defend against a few First Grade Middle-level Domain God. However, compared to Yang Fann's abnormal inner world, it was much more powerful. It was like comparing a witch to a Senior.    

In the vast Aima Realm, perhaps only the elusive Aima Domain Lord had the power to break his inner world and threaten the safety of his family.    

Yang Yunfeng And His Wife agreed without hesitation.    

Six million years was already long enough. They didn't want to spend six million years or even longer before they could meet their precious son again.    

. . .    

If they wanted to do it, they would do it. It was swift and decisive.    

Very quickly, Yang Fann recruited his parents and friends into Little World. Not only his parents, but also the Blue Moon Palace, Phoenix Feather Palace and Witch Clan, as well as many of Yang Fann's family and friends.    

None of them were idiots. In the end, the Guangling Realm Island was the same as well. In the Little World, there was only a limited amount of resources. Even with the many resources that Yang Fann had given them, they would only be able to reach the First Top Level True God in their lifetime. However, Yang Fann's inner world was different. It was vast and boundless, whether it was in terms of size or resources. That was more than a billion times bigger than the Guangling Realm Island.    

With Yang Fann's love, he would treat them badly in his territory.    

In the future, not to mention Top Level True God, even Domain God Sovereign would be able to obtain them easily.    

He wouldn't agree unless his head was squeezed by the door.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ This is Brother Yang Fan's inner world. "    

"Hiss. . . What a terrifying Spirit of Heaven and Earth. Compared to the Guangling Realm Island, it's even more terrifying. What a terrifying Spirit of Heaven and Earth!"    

"And this Spatial Barrier! I can't even move it when I use my full strength! Terrifying! Truly terrifying!"    

"Being able to recognize Brother Yang Fan is definitely the greatest fortune of our lives. In this inner world, even without the support of any Divine Herb, I can still break through to a higher level within a million years. "    

. . .    

Very quickly, cheers and screams resounded in all directions. This environment was too good, too good. It was more than ten million times better than the Guangling Realm Island. It made them feel as if they had fallen into a dream.    

Yang Fann would never be stingy with regards to his Sect and his friends.    

He purposely left a large piece of land near the World Center to them. One should know that the closer they got to the center of Yang Fann's inner world, the more abundant the spiritual energy in the world and all kinds of resources.    

If the resources in this piece of land were properly developed, it would be enough to give birth to a few Middle-level Domain God warriors.    

Of course, the core of the inner world would naturally belong to Yang Yunfeng And His Wife and the others.    

There were a few small places in the Guangling Realm Island, but they were filled with abundant spiritual energy and resources. They occupied almost the entire fourth level of the inner world.    

If someone could occupy this place, not to mention Middle-level Domain God, even High Level Domain God would only be a matter of time in the future.    

. . .    

After settling down his parents and the others, Yang Fann's figure moved, tore open the spatial zone, and moved towards Aima Realm Continent.    

The star map of Listening To King only included the eastern region of the Aima Realm, but there was one place that was very clear. It was the core of Aima Realm - Aima Realm Continent. Yang Fann didn't need to spend too much effort to find a new star map.    

. . .    

Aima Realm Continent, The Divine Kingdom Of The Heavens, Luo Yang County, Chengluo Mansion and Chengluo Mountains.    

At some point in time, the huge Chengluo Mountains was covered with a terrifying dark aura. It was as if a storm was coming. The black cloud was pressing down on the city with the intention of destroying it.    

. . .