Invincible Bloodline

"Weng. . . "    

Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, and a pleasantly surprised look flashed across his face.    

He had never imagined that he would still underestimate these Great Ancient Gods.    

Apart from a few unlucky fellows like Great Ancient God Ji Li, the majority of the Great Ancient Gods were worth a fortune. This was a lot more than what he had expected.    

But after thinking about it, it wasn't difficult to understand.    

He had once used the value of the Great Ancient God of the Primordial Era to measure them. It was indeed somewhat biased.    

In these tens of millions of years of the Yan Ji Era, not all of them were in deep slumber, so their gains naturally couldn't be ignored.    

Of course, this was a good thing.    

Yang Fann would not feel that the resources in his hands were too hot to burn.    

It would be great if he could increase it by tenfold or even a hundredfold.    

The next moment. . .    

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! . . . . . . "    

A hundred golden beams shot out from Yang Fann's body.    

In the blink of an eye, he had exited the grandmist Golden Tower and disappeared into the boundless grandmist space.    

These hundred golden beams were none other than Yang Fann's hundred Soul Duplicate.    

Yang Fann didn't intend to sweep the treasure vault with his own eyes. He already knew the exact location of those divine depositories, as well as the numerous defensive mechanisms within the treasure vault. His Soul Duplicate was more than enough to deal with them.    

One should know that after breaking through to the Middle Rank Top-Level Dao King realm, Yang Fann's Soul Duplicate's combat strength wouldn't be much weaker than a Low Rank Top-Level Dao King.    

After knowing the correct way to enter and exit, not to mention a peak Dao King, even a high rank Dao King would have a great chance of plundering all of the Great Ancient God's vaults.    

. . .    

"Buzz. . . "    

Soon, a Devouring Black Hole bloomed and swallowed Great Ancient God Green Cadaver, who was ranked the lowest among the 36 Great Ancient Gods.    

"Boom!"    

Boundless power of devourings surged, and pure Ancient Divine Source energy flowed into Yang Fann's body through the Black Hole Center, strengthening his Origin of Chaos and nourishing his divine body.    

One had to say that a Great Ancient God was a Great Ancient God.    

The purity of the Strength of Origin was far inferior even to a peak Dao King.    

The Hong Mongol God and the Chaos God And Devil were essentially different.    

If Yang Fann did not have a heaven-defying inheritance, he would have built an unparalleled foundation since he was young and forged a supreme divine body.    

Otherwise, even if he was the reincarnation of the devouring origin ancestor, awakening the memories of his past life, and losing the devouring origin divine body, his final combat strength wouldn't be much stronger than the other Great Dao Kings.    

To be able to challenge someone one or two ranks higher was his limit.    

Most of the strength of the Hong Mongol God was above their primordial god body.    

After losing their Primordial God body, their true strength would not be much stronger than a Great Dao King at the same level.    

Overall, under the same cultivation level, devouring one Hong Mongol God would yield no less than swallowing ten Great Dao Kings, or even more.    

Of course, it was not without drawbacks. The time needed to refine it increased exponentially, not to mention comparing it to the many trump cards that the Devouring Ancestral God had carefully prepared for his reincarnation.    

Fortunately, Yang Fann didn't lack time.    

This time, he attacked to suppress and suppress his opponent in an extremely short period of time. After that, he tried his best to erase all traces.    

Putting aside the fact that the others didn't know about his reincarnation, even if they did, it wouldn't be easy for the Fate Ancestor, who was the most proficient in the Dao of Divination, to discover his whereabouts in a short period of time.    

. . .    

An era. One hundred eras. . . Ten thousand eras. . . One million eras. . . One hundred million eras. . . Ten billion eras. . . . . .    

. . .    

In the blink of an eye, 80 billion eras had passed.    

36 Supremes. More than half of Great Ancient God Meng's body had been devoured by Yang Fann, leaving behind only six people.    

Yang Fann's cultivation had also stabilized at the high-level Dao King realm.    

His combat strength was not much weaker than when he was at the peak of devouring the Origin Ancestor. He was now above the strongest Ancient God in the past, the Origin Ancestor of Space and Time.    

Of course, this was because the Void Origin Ancestor's cultivation hadn't improved at all in the past tens of thousands of Nan Ji Era.    

Otherwise, who would win and who would lose? There was still an unknown.    

While Yang Fann was in secluded cultivation, the strength of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace had increased by leaps and bounds, reaching its limit.    

With Yang Fann's support, Great Tao Sovereign was like a bamboo shoot after a rain, constantly rising. On average, there was one person who didn't even have one Era, Atavism.    

Dao Ancestor Of Primeval Chaos and the other higher ups of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace had their cultivation base jump by three levels.    

80 billion eras had passed, and just the number of grand monarchs in the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace had exceeded twenty. The strongest, Dao Ancestor Of Primeval Chaos, had successfully advanced to the eighth grade.    

The number of seventh grade grand monarchs that were ranked lower than him exceeded that of a single hand.    

This power was enough to run amuck in the low grade chaos, pushing him into the ranks of first-rate major powers.    

And in the billions of Small Chaos, there were no major powers that could compete with the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace.    

Of course, the ones that changed the most were Yang Fann's family and friends in the chaos.    

Although no one had advanced to the Great Dao King, There were a few half-step Dao Kings. There were even more than three rank ten Great Sovereigns.    

They were different. In Yang Fann's heart, there was still a huge gap between the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace and his family and friends.    

Furthermore, Yang Fann's inner chaos was not something that the Small Chaos could compare with.    

As Yang Fann's cultivation base broke through time and time again, the internal chaos in Yang Fann's body continued to evolve and transform.    

Currently, in the Hung Meng Heavenly Void, only the twelve top-grade great chaos could be compared to Yang Fann's internal chaos. As for the rest, even the one hundred and eight high-grade great chaos was far inferior.    

As for Primordius Small Chaos, even with Yang Fann's constant nurturing, it was still barely comparable to the intermediate Small Chaos.    

. . .    

Time continued to pass slowly. Soon, another 80 billion eras had passed.    

In Yang Fann's hands, apart from Great God Light and Darkness, who was a hundred powerful Ancient Gods, the other five Ancient Gods, including Great God Ancient Netherworld, were all turned to dust.    

Not only that, even the thirty-six Ancient God Treasury had been devoured by Yang Fann.    

Sixteen billion eras had passed, and it was enough for Yang Fann's clones to take out the thirty-six Ancient God Divine Treasury.    

Yang Fann's cultivation had stabilized at the peak of the late stages of the Dao King Realm.    

"There's still one Great Ancient God left. I wonder if I can improve my cultivation?"    

A hint of anticipation flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. If he could advance to the peak of the high grade Dao King realm, his true combat strength would completely surpass his ability to devour the Ancestor Soul in his previous life. In Hung Meng Heavenly Void, he would be invincible. Even if Ancestor Kong Yuan had a breakthrough at that time, it would be very difficult for him to be a match for him.    

. . .    

Yang Fann had been in seclusion for 260 billion eras.    

"Buzz. . . "    

Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes opened, and his brows faintly furrowed.    

"Hmm? Strange, why is the Chaos Origin Small Chaos moving again?"    

Under the massive amount of resources that he had accumulated, the Chaos Origin Small Chaos was constantly evolving and transforming. It had long stopped moving.    

And with the speed of the Chaos Origin Small Chaos's evolution, a mere 260 billion Eras was simply not enough to completely digest all the resources that he had left behind.    

"Eh? Not only our Chaos Origin Small Chaos, but the nearby Small Chaos seems to be attracted by something as well. All of them are moving in a certain direction. What is going on?"    

. . .