Invincible Bloodline

A seven-colored whirlpool with a diameter of more than a thousand miles shone brightly, illuminating the dark Path To Chaos.    

"Buzz. . . "    

Purple Flame Demon Sovereign's expression was excited. His heart of despair was glowing with rays of hope.    

He saw the exit.    

Ten million light years, that was a land of ten million light years.    

A thousandth of a second, just a thousandth of a second, he would be able to pass through the exit and smoothly enter the Source Of Chaos.    

At that time, the sky would be high and the birds would be free to fly. Even if Yang Fann had the Great Dao Supreme Force, he would still be unable to do anything to him.    

Hu. . . He survived, he finally survived.    

As expected, there is always a way out. I, Purple Flame Demon Sovereign, am not that short-lived person.    

Little Son Yang Fan, just you wait. I will definitely report your news to the Divine Palace. The chaos is so great that there will be no place for you to hide.    

Not only did the Heavenly Devil God Palace wish to get rid of such a monster monster, but they also wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.    

No one was willing to have another person on top of their heads, especially those supreme Ancestor!    

Right at this moment. . . . . .    

A slightly mocking voice sounded in Purple Flame Demon Sovereign's ears, "Purple Flame Demon Sovereign, you ran so fast. Where are you going?"    

At the same time the voice sounded.    

"* Hong Long. . . . . . *"    

A force that was trillions of times more terrifying than Purple Flame Demon Sovereign, the Invincible Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection, descended from the sky and completely sealed off the Four Directions Space.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . No, how could this be? How long has it been? Father, he. . . He. . . No, just a little bit more, just a little bit more. That little bit. . . I can't accept it, I can't accept it! . . . "    

Purple Flame Demon Sovereign let out a heart-wrenching cry, as if he had lost his parents. Ten million light years, that was a mere ten million light years. One step, just one step, and he would be able to step into the teleportation whirlpool. However, that one step had become that heavenly chasm.    

"Yang Fann, you b * stard, you will have your retribution. You will definitely have your retribution. . . . "    

. . .    

"Puchi! . . . "    

With the sound of an extremely powerful Enmity's curse, a Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand grabbed onto Purple Flame Demon Sovereign and grabbed him.    

The next second. . . .    

"Hum. . . "    

The space distorted, and Yang Fann's figure appeared out of thin air.    

However, at this moment, Yang Fann's face had obviously become much paler, and it gave people the feeling that he had just recovered from a serious illness.    

The first six transformations of the Mixed Nine Forms were still alright, but this was the final transformation. Even with Yang Fann's abnormal physique, he still couldn't take it anymore. Especially since this battle had lasted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. It had almost caused Yang Fann's cultivation base to drop to the Great Perfection Quasi God King. It could be said that the Black Bone Devil Sovereign had absorbed and refined it for nothing.    

Not only that, but also. . . With the Forbidden Divine Ability - Nine Netherworlds Great Technique, he had used up at least three levels of the Strength of Origin in his body, or even more.    

Drip of blood! Yang Fann's heart was really bleeding!    

Ethereal Sovereign's third level Strength of Origin was equivalent to at least five or six Invincible Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection warriors.    

This was a huge loss, and there wasn't much hope for him. Now that he was able to prove Chaos God King's Dao, there was no hope for him anymore.    

Regret! If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have fought Ethereal Sovereign for so long just to satisfy his desire for battle.    

He should have taken advantage of the fact that Ethereal Sovereign wasn't prepared for this and used the power of the Ninth Transformation of the Mixed Nine Forms to suppress him.    

With a plan in mind, Yang Fann was at least confident that he could succeed in one strike.    

. . .    

"Sigh!"    

He let out a long sigh. He shook off the chagrin in his heart.    

Now that things had come to this point, it was too late for regrets.    

However, he had to remember this lesson in his heart.    

Next time he ran into these supreme clones, he couldn't afford to be careless.    

Even a lion would use all of its strength to fight a rabbit. The longer he dragged on, the more losses he would suffer in the end would be his Strength of Origin.    

The next second. . . . . .    

Yang Fann turned his gaze. He looked at the seven-colored whirlpool at the end of Path To Chaos, which was more than a thousand miles in diameter, millions of light years away.    

"Is that the true entrance to the Source Of Chaos?"    

. . .    

"Puchi! . . . "    

With a movement of his body, Yang Fann took a step forward, crossing millions of light years and entering the seven-colored whirlpool.    

"I wonder where I will be teleported to? Don't go near the native supreme being. "    

Yang Fann felt a slight apprehension in his heart. If he was at his peak, it wouldn't be a big deal. As long as he didn't encounter a few native supreme beings at the same time, he wouldn't be in any danger. However, it was different now. After the battle with Ethereal Sovereign's clone, he had consumed a large amount of Yuan Qi, causing his cultivation base to drop by a huge level.    

It could be said that his strength had fallen to the lowest point. If he really appeared in the nest of those Supreme Indigenous Beings. . .    

Although he didn't think that they would be able to keep him alive, he would still be skinned alive.    

At least, there was one thing that he was certain about. Falling Extreme Quasi-god King's cultivation base was something that was set in stone.    

. . .    

"Buzz. . . "    

In an instant, a seven-colored divine light enveloped Yang Fann's body and carried him through the endless space-time.    

"What a good Source Of Chaos, it is indeed extraordinary. "    

Yang Fann's heart trembled once more. It was as if the chaotic barrier surrounding the Path To Chaos couldn't affect the seven-colored divine light. It was like a puppet that was being controlled by the seven-colored divine light. Not to mention moving his divine body, he couldn't even move his finger.    

Apart from thinking as usual, everything else didn't seem to belong to him anymore.    

He wasn't in a good mood! This feeling of not being under his control really made him extremely unhappy.    

In the end, it was still not strong enough!    

It was because the pride of suppressing a supreme being clone had vanished without a trace at this moment.    

There were still many places in this world that could render him helpless.    

Currently, he had yet to truly stand at the peak of all living beings.    

When would he be able to crush Ancestor, see through all the secrets of this Source Of Chaos, and then feel the loneliness and loneliness of being at the top of the world?    

❄ ️ ❄ ️ ❄ ️    

He didn't know how much time had passed. Perhaps it was a year, perhaps a year, or even a day.    

Yang Fann finally felt at ease. He opened his eyes and found himself in a desolate world.    

Looking at it, there was no end to it.    

Waves of ancient and primitive Qi hit his face.    

. . .    

"Phew. . . Luckily, my luck isn't too bad, and I didn't directly teleport to the nest of those native supreme beings. "    

Yang Fann slightly calmed down. Although he could sense a lot of powerful Qi in the vast wilderness, and the outstanding ones among them were comparable to quasi supreme beings, there wasn't a single Qi that could make him feel any danger. Even a Invincible Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection like Purple Flame Demon Sovereign couldn't find a single Qi that could make him feel any danger.    

Of course, it was also Yang Fann. If it was any other quasi supreme expert, their scalps would have already turned numb.    

Among those powerful Qi, there weren't any that could match a Invincible Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection. Not even the strongest Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection, or even a First Grade Top Perfection Quasi-paragons native had noticed it. However, the aura of a veteran First Grade Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection was more than a handful. There were more than thirty ordinary First Grade Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection.    

They were the old Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection experts who had suddenly appeared in this Great Desolate World. If one wasn't careful, they might die.    

One had to admit that compared to the living beings in the outside world, this Source Of Chaos native's cultivation environment was much, much better.    

This was merely a Stellar World, yet it already had so many experts.    

In the outside world, this was something that could never be imagined.    

Quasi-paragon, there were dozens of intermediate Large-Sized Chaos Circle, and only one person could be born, not to mention Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection. There were also many high grade Large-Sized Chaos Circle. He might not even be able to produce one, but here, there were hundreds or thousands of quasi supreme experts, and nearly fifty Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection experts.    

This was also the case for the supreme inheritance with a slightly weaker foundation.    

. . .    

Yang Fann sighed with emotion. He didn't think too much about it. The most important thing right now was to recover his damaged origin.    

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