Invincible Bloodline

Countless True Gods and Domain Gods were looking forward to it.    

Yang Fann was the dark horse of this year's World Heaven's Pride Battle. His trump cards were one after another, truly unfathomable. It was as if there was no end to it. He had even mastered the God of Hell Transformation. * Hong Long. . . . . . * Little Pluto, whose combat strength was comparable to the top five geniuses of the Prodigy Roll, was suppressed by one of the palm strikes. As for Prince Chiyang, he was the famous number one genius of the young generation. His combat strength was far stronger than the other ten geniuses. Even Yin Tianchou, who was ranked fourth on the Heaven Prodigy Ranking, was easily defeated by him.    

This battle was as exciting as the battle between the two supreme beings of Supreme Rankings. In fact, it was even better than that.    

"I wonder who will win in the end?"    

"It's hard to say. It's really hard to say. Although Prince Chiyang is the number one genius on the prodigy roll, Yang Fann's monster can't be underestimated either. And who can guarantee that Yang Fann won't hold back? "    

"In my opinion, the outcome of this battle will be forty-six. Yang Fann will be the fourth, and Prince Chiyang will be the sixth. "    

. . .    

Domain God Sovereign was discussing amongst himself from all directions, but compared to Yang Fann, most of the Domain Gods were more optimistic about Prince Chiyang.    

Compared to the sudden emergence of Yang Fann, Prince Chiyang's reputation had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.    

Ever since his debut, almost no one had been able to withstand a single strike from him.    

Although Yang Fann was strong, he was still not a match for Prince Chiyang.    

. . .    

The thirty-sixth small grotto-heaven.    

"Forty six? A bunch of blind things, just wait and see. I, eldest brother, am the strongest. What number one on the prodigy roll? It's just that there are no tigers or monkeys in the mountains that call themselves kings. " Yang Sifan's face was filled with indignation. How could a mere Prince Chiyang be a match for her, eldest brother?    

Even if Aima Domain Lord went up personally, the one who would win in the end would only be her, eldest brother - Yang Fann.    

"That's right, cousin (master, little Junior Brother). . . . He is the strongest. "    

. . .    

Empty Grandstand.    

God Lord Tai Shu and the others had ferocious expressions on their faces as they looked at Yang Fann. They wanted nothing more than to eat his flesh and drink his blood.    

Prince Chiyang, you better not disappoint us.    

. . .    

The Tower Of The King, ninth floor.    

Yang Fann and Prince Chiyang stood on the vast wilderness, facing each other from afar, preparing to fight.    

Yang Fann still looked the same. His aura was flat, and there was no expert aura around him. He looked like an ordinary person who did not know any cultivation path. However, there was an indescribable heat in his eyes. It was the gaze of a hunter looking at his prey.    

He had longed for this Prince Chiyang for a long time.    

He alone was no less than the total number of Crown Prince Suan Ni's nine great geniuses.    

If he could devour and refine this Prince Chiyang, it would be possible for him to break through to the High Level True God in one go.    

Just thinking about it made him excited. At that time, his strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds. Third step, and even Rank Four Top-level Domain God. He would have the strength to fight, and he would be able to easily crush Aima Domain Lord.    

While Yang Fann was observing Prince Chiyang, Prince Chiyang was also looking at Yang Fann with a calm expression. This was a Young Man who was wearing a fiery red robe. There were countless Divine Fire burning around his body, as if there were billions of volcanoes erupting. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and he was extremely arrogant. It was as if he was born superior to others, and he was extremely noble.    

However, deep within his pupils, there was a faint trace of curiosity and shock.    

He had thought that his opponent would be Crown Prince Suan Ni, the Crown Prince of Luo River. He had even thought that he would be the last of the top ten geniuses, the young master of the Jade Clear lineage. He had never imagined that it would actually be Yang Fann, who was ranked thirty-sixth on the Prodigy Roll.    

This Yang Fann's luck was a little too good. Or perhaps it was because he had some special relationship with Aima Domain Lord. After getting the special care of Aima Domain Lord, he had advanced smoothly and had never encountered any strong enemies.    

Besides this explanation, Prince Chiyang really couldn't think of any other explanation. What other possibility was there that could allow Yang Fann, a genius ranked thirty-sixth, to ascend to the ninth floor of the The Tower Of The King?    

However, his luck had come to an end after meeting me.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

"Yang Fann, you are no match for me. Just admit defeat! I don't want to kill you!" Prince Chiyang's voice was flat, as if he was telling the truth. He really had no interest in fighting a person who was not even in the top 30 of the Heaven Prodigy Roll.    

Besides, he wasn't afraid of ten thousand, he was just afraid of ten thousand.    

This Yang Fann might have some kind of intimate relationship with Aima Domain Lord. If he made Aima Domain Lord unhappy because of this, it was not something Prince Chiyang wanted to see.    

"You want to kill me? With just you? "Yang Fann found it funny. Were all these Heaven's Pride Ranking so arrogant?    

In the huge Aima Realm, even Aima Domain Lord didn't have much confidence in killing me. How could you, Prince Chiyang, be worthy of killing me?    

"Stubborn fool!" Anger flashed across Prince Chiyang's eyes. Asking you to admit defeat was already giving you a way out. Do you really think that a mere 36 people on the prodigy roll could compete with me?    

"Rumble! . . . "    

Prince Chiyang moved his right arm and sent a palm strike towards Yang Fann.    

However, Prince Chiyang still had a rational mind. He had only used three layers of strength in this palm strike. It was only to teach Yang Fann a lesson and let him know how much strength he had. He had never thought of taking Yang Fann's life in order to avoid offending Aima Domain Lord, who was behind Yang Fann.    

"Prince Chiyang, have you eaten? Just this little strength? " Yang Fann raised his eyebrows and broke Prince Chiyang's palm with a wave of his hand.    

"En? Yang Fann, it seems like I have underestimated you. "Prince Chiyang frowned. Although he had only used three layers of strength in that palm strike, it was still comparable to the full strength of an intermediate Rank Two High-level Domain God. Even some of the top twenty geniuses on the prodigy roll might not be able to block his palm strike so easily.    

" Yang Fann, take another palm of mine. "    

"* Hong Long * . . . "    

Prince Chiyang had used the power of a 8th layer in this palm strike. Its power was terrifying, comparable to the full power of a Rank 3 High-level Domain God.    

"Prince Chiyang, if you don't use your true strength now, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. "    

While speaking, Yang Fann struck out his palm, easily blocking Prince Chiyang's attack.    

"What a good Yang Fann, he really hid his true strength. " At this moment, Prince Chiyang finally understood that the reason Yang Fann was able to reach the ninth floor of The Tower Of The King was not because of Aima Domain Lord, but because of his own strength.    

The strength contained in that palm strike was not much weaker than those of the top ten geniuses.    

"* Hong Long. . . . . . * . . . "    

Prince Chiyang finally didn't hold anything back in this attack. He unleashed all of his strength at the twelfth level. His strength was so terrifying that it was comparable to a peak Rank 3 High-level Domain God.    

"Prince Chiyang, it's only three things. I'll give you one last chance. Show me all of your strength. " Yang Fann frowned. Although Prince Chiyang's palm strike was powerful, it was only comparable to Little Pluto, who had used the Underworld God Transformation. This bit of strength was not enough to suppress a Chosen.    

. . .    

"Yang Fann, I never thought that I would still underestimate you. To be able to receive my full force palm strike, this strength of yours. . . Prince Chiyang's expression turned slightly serious. Finally, he started to pay more attention to Yang Fann. This was a Top-Level Heaven's Pride who was even stronger than Yin Tianchou. "Since you want to witness my true strength. . . Alright. "    

. . .    

"Un, my son is going to be serious. There is no longer any suspense in the outcome of the battle. "    

. . .    

"Chi Yang's Nine Transformations. "    

In an instant, Prince Chiyang's aura skyrocketed.    

. . .    

"It's actually the Chi Yang's Nine Transformations! I wonder what kind of transformation Prince Chiyang has mastered! . . . "    

. . .