Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann's voice was indifferent, like a high and mighty god, announcing the fate of Western Ghost Sect.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ No, Senior, please spare my life, please spare my life!"    

"No, don't kill me, Senior, don't kill me!"    

"Let me go, I beg you, please let me go! All of this is Gui Ya's fault, it has nothing to do with this little one, it has nothing to do with this little one!"    

"That's right! Senior, you have to understand that all of this is Gui Ya's fault! It's all the fault of that woman! This lowly one will leave the Western Ghost Sect now! From now on, this lowly one will have nothing to do with the Western Ghost Sect anymore!"    

. . .    

Wails, begging for mercy resounded throughout the entire summit. It had completely collapsed. Even the strongest foundation of the Western Ghost Sect, Heavenly Ghost Emperor, had been killed with ease. How could they possibly be a match for Evil Spirit, who was merely a Sixth Grade Ghost Warlock?    

Many of them had even betrayed the Western Ghost Sect. Ghost Warlock was mostly selfish. As long as he could protect his own life, so what if he betrayed the Sect?    

. . .    

"Buzz ~ ~ Buzz ~"    

A terrifying energy ripple, with Yang Fann as the center, wreaked havoc and covered the entire summit of West Ghost Mountain.    

"Grug ~ Grug ~ Grug ~"    

Wherever the ripples passed, everything, including Warlocks and evil spirits, would be destroyed.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ No, no, you will die a horrible death. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go! . . . "    

. . .    

A few breaths later.    

In the entire Western Ghost Sect, except for West Ghost Sect Master, all of them had turned into Flying Ashs. Not even a chicken was left behind.    

This was naturally not because Western Ghost Sect Master had the strength to block Yang Fann's attack. It was just that Yang Fann had done it on purpose.    

Western Ghost Sect was just the beginning, and Yang Fann wasn't satisfied with this. Jiangbei, Huai An, Huai Nan, and even the entire Great Xia Empire, which consisted of thousands of warlocks, were all his targets.    

The reason why he left the Sect Master of Western Ghost behind was to get more information about the World Of Warlocks from him, especially where the other sects were located. He thought that Western Ghost wouldn't let him down.    

. . .    

"Dead. . . Dead. The elders are all dead. A line of blood tears fell from the eyes of the Grandmaster of West Ghosts as he trembled all over. A gurgling sound burst forth from his throat. It was over. The Western Ghost Sect was finished. Thousands of years of inheritance. . . He was the sinner of the Western Ghost Sect. A sinner of the Western Ghost Sect.    

"Devil! You devil! You will have your retribution! You will have your retribution! . . . "    

"Retribution?"    

Yang Fann smiled disdainfully. As long as he was strong enough, no one would be able to repay the grief of the weak.    

The Eternal Great World would never exist, and the Aqua Blue World would never exist.    

After destroying thousands of Ghost Warlock from the Western Ghost Sect and the tens of thousands of Ghosts they had kept in their cages, his strength was once again unsealed. This was especially true for Heavenly Ghost Emperor, who directly increased his strength to the intermediate intermediate Sage Stage.    

Although he hadn't unsealed his power yet, he had also reached the High Rank Middle Level Sage Stage.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying Strength Of Soul burst forth, violently breaking through Grandmaster Xi Gui's Sea of Consciousness and forcefully searching his soul.    

. . .    

Ten breaths later.    

"Weng. . . "    

Yang Fann opened his eyes and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. As expected, the Sect Master of Western Ghost Sect didn't let him down.    

Great Xia Empire. Of the 816 provinces, the other provinces were hard to say. But Jiangbei, Huai An, Huai Nan, as well as the five provinces nearby, the Sect, that was Men-er Qing. Basically, he knew the locations of middle-sized warlocks with rank 4 warlocks in charge.    

Warlocks were divided into Rank-9 and warlock forces. Based on the strength of warlocks, they were roughly divided into three levels.    

Small, medium-sized, large-scale warlock forces, and small-scale forces. The strongest was a rank 3 warlock. As long as a rank 4 warlock was born, it would be a medium-sized force. Large forces would have at least one rank 7 warlock in charge.    

For example, the Western Ghost Sect was one of the top medium-sized forces, and could even stand on equal footing with the Sect.    

Even the Sect might not be able to have a peak rank 8 like Heavenly Ghost Emperor.    

In the entire Jiangbei, Huai An. Huai Nan, Jiangnan. In the five provinces of Huai Bei, there were a total of 26 medium-sized warlock sects with warlocks of the Fourth Stage and above. They were like the Western Ghost Sect and belonged to Ghost Warlock's sect. There were a total of nine, and the remaining 17 warlock sects. The evil cultivators occupied eight, and the devil cultivators were once again the strongest. There were six of them, and only three of them were Supreme Dao cultivators.    

Compared to spectral cultivators, evil cultivators, and devil cultivators, Divine Warlocks were much rarer. Moreover, their strength was generally not very strong. All of this seemed to have something to do with the Twilight of the Gods from ten thousand years ago. The strength of the god warlocks mainly came from the gods they worshipped. And as the gods slept, the divine power they could borrow. . . It was getting thinner and thinner, and the decline seemed to be a foregone conclusion. Of course, whether or not it was true or not, there was no guarantee. Sect Master Xi Gui was only a Sixth Grade Ghost Warlock, which meant that he could rule the three provinces of Jiangbei. He was too far away from the legendary god.    

According to the legends, gods were the greatest expert in the world, and every god was a terrifying existence that surpassed the An Arch Warlock Of The Ninth Rank.    

. . .    

"I wonder if those evil cultivators, devil cultivators, and divine cultivators are like Ghost Warlock, able to unseal my cultivation base. Yang Fann's facial expression changed slightly. If his guess was wrong, his speed of unsealing his cultivation base would be greatly reduced.    

The remaining eight major Ghost Warlock sects were far inferior to the Western Ghost Sect.    

Even the strongest Eastern Mountain Sect only had a Sixth Grade Ghost Warlock in charge, and they didn't have much of a foundation to speak of.    

Even if these eight major powers were wiped out, it would still be hard for them to gain more than the Western Ghost Sect.    

. . .    

"Unfortunately, there is no such thing as the Ghost Domain in these five provinces. " A trace of regret flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. The ghost lands are where the Ghost gathered. The smallest ghost lands usually gather tens of thousands of Ghosts. Some large ghost lands are gradually formed by Ghost King and the Ghost Emperor.    

Those are all powerful Ghosts above the seventh grade. If they can sweep away a large Ghost Domain, they will be able to sweep away a large Ghost Domain. I'm afraid that his cultivation will be unsealed to the Top Saints realm or even the Half-step Saint King Stage realm immediately.    

. . .    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

The body of the Grandmaster of West Ghosts, which was bleeding from all his orifices, collapsed and turned into dust.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Yang Fann took a step and left the mountain. He had no intention of plundering the Western Ghost Sect's ancient records and treasures.    

To Yang Fann, these Ghost Warlocks that Ghost Warlock and the others had refined were his greatest harvest. As for everything else, he didn't care about it at all.    

He didn't have any intention to change his path of becoming a warlock. If he had the time, he might as well find more Ghosts and unseal the suppressed power.    

. . .    

Very quickly, Yang Fann arrived at the mountainside of West Ghost Mountain and met Jiang Xiner and the others once again.    

Jiang Xiner and the others were merely mortal bodies. Even though they were afraid that Ghost King would find them and use all his strength, they did not run very far.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ It's that Zhao Yu. "    

"It's really. . . Really that smelly fellow. "    

"This. . . At this rate, didn't he already die in the hands of those malicious spirits?"    

. . .    

Jiang Xiner and the rest widened their eyes in an instant. Their faces were filled with disbelief. Those densely packed malicious spirits, when they thought of it now, they felt a tingling sensation on their scalps. An ordinary person like Zhao Yu would probably be dismembered by those evil spirits in an instant.    

"Gulp. Gulp. No! It can't be, right? That god-like voice earlier. . . It can't be true! It was true. "    

. . .    

Suddenly, the hearts of the five trembled as if they had thought of something.    

"That Zhao Feng. Zhao Yu, were you the one who saved us just now?"    

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Xiner still voiced the doubt in her heart. There was a faint trace of hope in her heart. She and Zhao Yu had some kind of relationship after all. If it was really Zhao Yu, perhaps she could also. . . Really see the existence of the malicious spirit. It was as if a magical door had been opened for him. As for the strange world. . . She was very curious.    

However, Yang Fann didn't seem to hear her at all. He walked past them once again, ignoring them completely.    

He didn't kill them, killing them to silence them was because of their friendship with the school.    

. . .    

"Damn it, that bastard. "    

"The one who saved us just now, is it really him?"    

"How is that possible? How can that smelly fellow kill a malicious spirit?"    

"That's right. If that fellow can kill a malicious spirit, then even a sow can climb a tree. That fellow might be lucky that he didn't encounter a malicious spirit. That's why he was able to escape calamity. "    

. . .    

Evil Moon Valley. It was an inconspicuous small valley three thousand miles away from West Ghost Mountain. However, it was very famous in the world of magicians in Jiangbei Province. The Evil Moon Sect, one of the two medium-sized evil sects in Jiangbei Province, was located there. It was an established medium-sized evil sect. It was ranked fifth among the many evil Sect in the five provinces of Jiangbei Province. It had three fifth-grade evil warlocks guarding it.    

. . .