Invincible Bloodline

In just a single Era, hundreds of millions of blood red Altars were built in different regions of the Primal Chaos.    

The entire Altar was engraved with countless strange and profound Runes, as if it had been soaked in a sea of blood, causing people to shiver in fear.    

. . .    

"Follow him! You bunch of lowly peasants, be honest with me!"    

"How dare you mess with me! All nine generations of your family have been killed!"    

. . .    

The outer chaos Slave Clan that they had conquered were lined up in a long line. They were continuously chased into the blood-red Red Scale God Clans by the experts of the Red Scale God Clan.    

"Bang. . . Bang. . . Bang. . . . . . "    

Following the sound of the word 'behead', heads flew up into the sky one after another. Blood gushed out like a fountain towards the blood-colored Altars.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Boom! Boom! Boom! BOOM! . . . . . . "    

The countless strange blood-red divine characters seemed to come to life as rays of demonic blood-red light rose from the blood-colored Altars.    

It was densely packed and gathered into a profound formation. In an instant, it covered the entire Red Scale Chaos.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

"Whoosh. . . "    

As if there was a huge booster pushing the Red Scale Chaos, the speed of the Red Scale Chaos's movement increased by more than ten times. Originally, it would take hundreds of millions of eras for them to catch up to the Small Chaos where Yang Fann was. Now, there were at most a few million Eras. The two Chaos would meet, and there wasn't much time left for Yang Fann and the others in the Small Chaos.    

To be precise, there wasn't much time left for Yang Fann.    

In Small Chaos, other than Yang Fann, the rest of them, including Dao Ancestor Of Primeval Chaos and the other quasi-Second Empyrean Great Tao Sovereign, were just a bunch of salted fish that only knew how to cheer. They couldn't help him at all.    

Without Yang Fann, any intermediate Divine Lord could have swept across the entire Small Chaos.    

. . .    

The Ten Thousand Swords God-slaying Formation was a small world created by Yang Fann ten thousand light-years away.    

"Buzz. . . "    

Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.    

He had really thought too much. God King Sen Luo only had a near 8th layer Strength of Original Life left. Not to mention allowing him to break through to the Middle-rank Top-level Chaos God, he didn't even see the shadow of a Middle-rank Top-level Chaos God King.    

He could only barely step into the Late Stage of Low-rank High-level Chaos God!    

His overall strength had only increased by a few times. This was nothing compared to Yang Fann.    

The gap between him and Divine Monarch Hong Lin was just like a natural chasm.    

Not to mention defeating Divine Monarch Hong Lin, Yang Fann wasn't even sure if he could save his life in Divine Monarch Hong Lin's hands.    

. . .    

"What should I do next?"    

Yang Fann frowned. With his current strength, it was virtually impossible for him to defeat the Red Scale God Clan.    

In order to turn the situation around and obtain the final victory, he needed to improve his strength as much as possible. It would be best if he could advance to the late stage of the Divine Body of Great Tao Sovereign, or even King Top-rank High-level Chaos God. What Yang Fann wanted was not to protect his life from Divine Monarch Hong Lin, but to completely suppress Divine Monarch Hong Lin and make him his food for growth.    

However, it was hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. The Small Chaos only had this little amount of resources. If he continued to stay here, not to mention a hundred million eras, even if he cultivated for a hundred billion eras, his cultivation base might not be able to break through to the Middle-rank Top-level Chaos God King smoothly.    

As for the completion of the Divine Body of Great Tao Sovereign, that was something that he couldn't even dream about.    

. . .    

"Could it be that we're going to the Red Scale Chaos?"    

A trace of hesitation flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. There was nothing much about those Divine Emperor. He was confident that he could defeat those few Quasi Fifth Empyrean Great Tao Sovereign warriors. He was afraid that he would run into Divine Monarch Hong Lin who was weaker than him in terms of strength. Plus, he was still in the opponent's territory. As such, he wanted to run away. It would be a big problem.    

Sigh! It would be great if there was another Small Chaos.    

If he snuck into the Small Chaos and developed himself, he might have the power to suppress Divine Monarch Hong Lin.    

Unfortunately, although God King Sen Luo knew a lot about the Small Chaos, he only heard of its name, and no one knew where it was.    

Without an accurate mark of the Great Dao, finding them in the Hung Meng Heavenly Void was no different than finding a needle in a haystack. There was no hope at all.    

. . .    

"Let's wait a little longer. There is still time. Perhaps there will be other Quasi-god King from the Red Scale God Clan coming to our doorstep soon. Even the real Divine Emperor might not be able to find them. "    

A hint of anticipation appeared in Yang Fann's eyes. Divine Master Phil and God King Sen Luo were a good example. It was a blessing that came from the heavens when one was at home.    

He wasn't greedy. As long as he could get another Low-rank God Emperor, it would be enough!    

With Divine Monarch Hong Lin's strength, if he was willing to waste some Vital Energys, it wouldn't be a problem for him to teleport another Low-rank God Emperor.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Buzz. . . "    

With a flash of the Dark Shine, a figure appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

Leaving behind a Soul Duplicate to guard the Chaos Fissure, Yang Fann waited for the arrival of the Red Scale God Clan's expert. With a flash, he tore open the spatial zone and appeared in the Hunyuan Universe.    

After breaking through to the High-level Chaos God King, the strength of the Soul Duplicate had increased infinitely. It was much stronger than the few Middle-rank God Emperor in God King Sen Luo's memory.    

Even if he were to fight those high grade and Top-rank God Emperor warriors, he would be able to hold on for a few breaths of time with his geographical advantage. At that time, it would be enough for Yang Fann to rush back from all over the Primal Chaos.    

Over thirty thousand eras had passed, and the Morning Star Alliance had finally established their roots in the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace.    

With Yang Fann's relationship with them, even if the Morning Light Chaos God and the rest had low cultivation base, and the strongest amongst them were merely two Quasi High-level Chaos God warriors, no one would dare to underestimate the Morning Star Alliance. Behind them, there was a connection between the heavens and the earth. Even some quasi supreme experts had to give them some face, and they wouldn't dare offend them.    

In just a short period of thirty thousand eras, many elders and disciples of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace were trying to curry favor with them. The Morning Star Alliance was developing rapidly like a snowball.    

Now, the Morning Star Alliance had successfully occupied the Chaotic Region where they were located, and had become a small overlord that controlled hundreds of chaotic circles.    

Within the alliance, Middle-level Chaos God warriors were everywhere, and Low-level Chaos God warriors were as numerous as dogs.    

For example, the higher ups of the alliance, such as the Chaotic God of Dawn and the Chaotic God of Xinghui, were all at least at the Top-Level Chaos God. Many of them were only a step away from advancing to Chaos God King.    

In the past, they didn't even dare to think about it.    

They didn't even know that there was still Chaos God King above the Chaos God.    

To be honest, many of them still felt as if they had fallen into a dream. They were deeply afraid that they would suddenly wake up one day and realize that it was just a dream.    

After being supported by the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace for more than thirty thousand eras, Gu Cang Chaos Circle. . . No, it had changed its name to the Morning Star Chaos Circle, and it had successfully advanced to the Medium-Sized Chaos Circle. It was still not the elementary Medium-Sized Chaos Circle.    

With fifty-eight Large-Sized Chaos Domain, he was already very close to the level of the advanced level of the Medium-Sized Chaos Circle.    

In at most a thousand more eras, he would be able to smoothly advance to the advanced level of the Medium-Sized Chaos Circle!    

. . .    

"Ah. . . It's the Lord. "    

"The Lord has returned. The Lord has returned. "    

"Greetings, Lord. "    

. . .    

Soon, the entire Sacred Extreme Miracle Mountain boiled up. The news of Yang Fann's return to the Hunyuan Universe spread across the entire Hunyuan Universe at lightning speed.    

"Ah. . . His Royal Highness Yang Fan is back. "    

"Quick! Follow me to Sacred Extreme Miracle Mountain. "    

"Quick! Quick! I want to pay a visit to His Royal Highness Yang Fan. "    

. . .    

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh. . . "    

The quasi supreme experts and even Great Tao Sovereign broke through the Void and rushed towards the Sacred Extreme Miracle Mountain.    

Last time, His Royal Highness Yang Fan had returned in a hurry and disappeared without a trace. They could only take a step back and build a good rapport with the Morning Star Alliance. This time, no matter what, they had to meet His Royal Highness Yang Fan. As long as they could establish a good rapport with His Royal Highness Yang Fan, they would be rich.    

It wasn't impossible for them to advance to Great Tao Sovereign or even Second Empyrean Great Tao Sovereign in the future.    

His Royal Highness Yang Fan was a synonym for miracles.    

. . .    

Soon, a hundred thousand eras had passed.    

"Om. . . "    

Somewhere in the Primal Chaos, Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. Like an ancient god, he had crossed the Time Long River and returned to this era.    

Yang Fann did not stay in the Sacred Extreme Miracle Mountain for long. He was really afraid of those supreme and quasi-supreme beings.    

Dealing with them was much more tiring than fighting a expert of the same level.    

But they were all from the same sect. Furthermore, if he stretched out his hand and didn't hit a smiling person, Yang Fann wouldn't be so unreasonable as to drive them away.    

After hanging on for half a month, Yang Fann couldn't bear the torture anymore. In the end, it was a good thing that he couldn't see or feel annoyed, so he left Hunyuan Universe and went to a remote place in the Primal Chaos.    

❄ ️ ❄ ️ ❄ ️    

"Sigh! God King was still nowhere to be seen. Looks like I really have to make a trip to the Red Scale Chaos. "    

. . .