Invincible Bloodline

Devil Spirit King! There was also a group of rulers who were looking at Yang Fann with cold eyes. It was as if they were looking at a dead man.    

The sealing force was also the trump card of Demon Spirit's clan. Once Ultimate Middle Level Dominator was sealed, he wouldn't be able to break out of the seal in less than two hours. Even if he was a High Level Dominator, Devil Spirit King was confident that he could seal him for a few moments.    

A few moments was a very short period of time. To ordinary mortals, it was so fast that it was negligible. However, it would take a very long time for them, the rulers, to launch thousands of attacks to decide the life and death of one person.    

Many rulers were even thinking about how to divide the The Great Thousand Realms Of The Emperor Of Thailand and the others. The seven great Great Realm no longer had a monster like Yang Fann. The Holy Land Of Emperor Tai was like a fat piece of meat on a chopping board. They could slaughter as they pleased.    

. . .    

At that moment!    

Yang Fann took a step forward.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ Devil Spirit King's facial expression changed. This Yang Fann should have been completely sealed off from moving. That's right, he felt a slight uneasiness in his heart. The fact that Yang Fann could ignore the power of the seal indicated that his combat strength had already surpassed a Low-grade High Level Dominator.    

. . .    

"Aphids, be obedient and become my nourishment for my growth! "Yang Fann grinned hideously. The Strength Of World in his body was instantly raised to the third layer. In an instant, a terrifying pressure that was dozens of times more terrifying than the god corpse rose from Yang Fann's body.    

" Rumble ~ ~ ~ "    

He also struck out with his palm. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter.    

In the face of a terrifying power dozens of times stronger than his own, the god corpse was completely unable to resist at all. Moreover, the god corpse had been dead for countless eras. It was all based on instinct, and it didn't have any trump cards that could save a High Level Dominator's life. It would be fine if he bullied the weak ones who were weaker than him. Once he ran into a High Level Dominator who was stronger than him. . . However, even running away was an extravagant hope.    

In less than a breath's time.    

"Grug ~ ~"    

The god corpse was like a doll in Yang Fann's hands.    

. . .    

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No. . . "    

In an instant, Devil Spirit King let out a heart-wrenching wail, as if he had lost his parents. The god corpse was the strongest trump card of Demon Spirit's family. It was the foundation of Demon Spirit's family. How could they be suppressed by Yang Fann so easily?    

They couldn't believe it, and they couldn't accept it either.    

. . .    

"Defeated. . . Defeated. That's how the god corpse was defeated. "    

"Finished. . . Finished. This time, it's completely finished. "    

"Devil Spirit King, Devil Spirit King, you really screwed me to death. "    

. . .    

In an instant, the faces of the sixteen lords of Great Realm were filled with despair and regret. If they knew this was the case, they wouldn't have listened to Devil Spirit King's call and participated in the general assembly. Or else, even if they couldn't escape the fate of being suppressed by Yang Fann, they wouldn't be able to do it so quickly.    

Now, even the High Level Dominator god corpse was no match for Yang Fann. How could they, who were only at the Middle Low Level Dominator, fight him?    

. . .    

"Devil Spirit King, what other trump cards do you have? Show them all! "Yang Fann thought for a moment, then kept the god corpse into his inner world. He looked at Devil Spirit King, and a mocking look flashed across his eyes.    

Hearing this, the eyes of the sixteen masters of Great Realm focused on Devil Spirit King. Their eyes sparkled with anticipation, hoping that Devil Spirit King had some trump cards that could turn the tide.    

This was their only chance. Devil Spirit King, don't disappoint us.    

. . .    

Devil Spirit King felt bitter in his heart. These guys really think highly of me. Do they really think that their trump cards are that easy to obtain?    

Being able to obtain a High Level Dominator God corpse was already the blessing of the Great Dao.    

. . .    

"Devil Spirit King, who was the one who spoke so arrogantly just now and wanted to suppress me? Why are you so cowardly now?"    

A hint of anger flashed across Devil Spirit King's eyes. Ever since he became the God of Dao, he had never been ridiculed like this. However, when he thought of Yang Fann's invincible strength and the words that were about to come out of his mouth, he swallowed them down. Now, their lives were in Yang Fann's hands. If they didn't want to die, they could only endure it.    

Suddenly, Yang Fann's expression turned cold, and he said coldly. "Tell me, do you want to die or live?"    

"We want to live, we want to live. "    

Soon, many Imperial Lords spoke. Although the others didn't say anything, their eyes were filled with a glimmer of hope.    

Who would be willing to die if they could survive?    

"If you want to live, let go of your Sea of Consciousness space. Let me plant a Soul restriction. " The High Level Dominator God corpse had a very strong Strength of Origin. Compared to the total number of Sovereigns, it was much more. Yang Fann didn't mind giving them a chance to live. Besides. . . Many of them were the big shots, Lord Of The Realms. They wanted to capture the Great Realm that they controlled. This would save them a lot of effort.    

"This. . . "    

A hint of hesitation flashed across Devil Spirit King and the other Chief Sovereigns' eyes. If they were really trapped by the Soul, they would never be able to escape Yang Fann's control for the rest of their lives.    

"Not willing? Then go to hell!"    

The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed, and he wanted to kill them. He had given them a chance, yet they were still hesitating. They were simply courting death.    

"Ah ~ No, Your Highness, please calm down. Your Highness, please calm down. "    

"We will release the Sea of Consciousness right now. We will release the Sea of Consciousness now. "    

. . .    

The hearts of the rulers trembled as they hurriedly begged for mercy. In the end, their survival instincts gained the upper hand. Although freedom was important, it was nothing compared to their own lives.    

Moreover, it wasn't shameful to submit to a monster like Yang Fann.    

A High Level Dominator who hadn't even reached the age of an era, or even a low grade High Level Dominator, wouldn't be able to imagine what his future would be like. It wasn't impossible for him to surpass a ruler.    

At that time, they, these servants, would be able to rise as well. Perhaps one day, they would be able to peek into the secrets of a High Level Dominator.    

Of course, this was merely self-hypnosis. It was better to be the head of a chicken than the head of a chicken. Each and every one of them was a senior elder of the family, and even the master of Great Realm. If possible, who would be willing to be that lowly slave? Their life and death would be under the control of others.    

. . .    

Very quickly, Yang Fann had placed a Soul restriction on Devil Spirit King and the other rulers. At this point, Yang Fann had more than a hundred slaves under his command.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Yang Fann turned around and looked at the Rhinoceros God and the other Great Realm Gods. He ordered, "Rhinos, send a message to your subordinates and tell them to come to Demon Spirit. "    

"It seems like even the Great Realm can't escape from Yang Fann's devil claws. The Rhinoceros Master and the other 16 rulers sighed in their hearts. With Yang Fann's order, it was naturally impossible for him to only send his subordinates here for a vacation. However, on the surface, he said respectfully, "Yes, my lord. "    

Currently, their lives and deaths were in Yang Fann's hands. How could they have the qualifications to bargain?    

Furthermore, as his master, he had already become a prisoner and Yang Fann's slave. As his subordinates, how could they be spared?    

. . .    

Not long after, rulers arrived one after another in Demon Spirit Domain.    

The result was obvious. Even the great Lord Of The Realms had acknowledged Yang Fann as their master. As his subordinates, how could they dare to resist? All of them released their Sea of Consciousnesss and let Yang Fann plant the Soul Imprint.    

. . .    

A sixty-year cycle later.    

Sixteen Great Realm, three hundred and sixty-three rulers, not a single one of them remained. All of them had become Yang Fann's slaves.    

Next, everything was simple. There were Oracles from the various sector lords and the Great Realm. The various powers didn't resist at all and surrendered to Yang Fann.    

. . .