Invincible Bloodline

Among the tens of millions of rivers in Aima Realm, it could only be considered the last river system. Whether or not it could squeeze into tens of thousands of rivers was still unknown.    

It was totally incomparable to the Great River system in the Diocang River System. It was just like the Guangling River System. In the Yuanyanghe System, the strongest experts on the surface were some First Grade Top Level True God, and there were only a few of them. Any Most Powerful God Clan in the Diocang River System could easily sweep across the entire Yuanyanghe System.    

. . .    

Yuanyanghe System, the border of Star Domain.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A golden light shattered the space as Thousand Feather shuttled back and forth through the Void.    

After nearly 12,000 years, Yang Fann finally arrived at Yuanyanghe System.    

. . .    

Yuanyanghe System, within the Master Control Room.    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes slowly opened. A bright divine light pierced through everything.    

"Mm? Have we arrived at the Yuanyanghe System? Then let's first deal with that True God of the Hong Zhuo and understand the cause and effect of the nine-colored Dragon God. " Yang Fann softly muttered. With a wave of his hand, he kept the slightly thinner First God King Qian Yu. First God King Qian Yu was a peak Fourth Grade Top Level True God. It wasn't easy to absorb and refine him. A thousand years had passed. Yang Fann had only absorbed two levels of the Strength of Original Life. It wouldn't take another four to five thousand years to completely absorb and refine it. It was just wishful thinking.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Yang Fann thought for a moment and stored the Thousand Feather into the Divine Dragon Tower.    

"Bang!"    

He threw a punch, and a Space Wormhole appeared. Yang Fann took a step forward and stepped into the Divine Dragon Tower.    

The Thousand Feather wasn't slow, but compared to Yang Fann's true self, it was nothing. It wasn't just a tiny bit.    

. . .    

The Abyss Ocean Island was different from the other islands. Looking from afar, it was a vast and boundless sea of stars. Waves surged and tides surged.    

There were no continents inside, but large islands that connected hundreds, thousands, or even millions of light years. They were like stars in the sky.    

. . .    

The Hong Zhuo's Divine Island was one of the biggest islands in the Abyss Ocean World.    

It was so vast that it was even bigger than a Boundary River.    

Similarly, its abundant resources far exceeded the other islands on the island. There were only a few islands in the entire island that could be compared to it.    

However, none of the major powers dared to have any ideas about the Hong Zhuo's Divine Island.    

This was because the Hong Zhuo's Divine Island was the headquarters of one of the Four Great Sacred Grounds, the Hong Zhuo Sacred Land.    

It was one of the top four major powers in the Yuanyanghe System. In the Sacred Land, there were as many expert as the clouds and experts as the rain. Just True God Sovereign alone was more than four digits in number. Anyone who dared to set their eyes on the Hong Zhuo's Divine Island was simply an old man who ate too much of the powder and complained that their life was too long.    

On this day, the Hong Zhuo's divine island seemed to have turned into an ocean of joy. Large red characters were pasted on the surface of the entire island and countless buildings and palaces. It was an incomparably festive scene.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Divine boats, auspicious clouds, and Voids could be seen within the Divine Beasts from time to time. They tore through the air and arrived.    

The mist was dense and boundless. The weather was myriad, and all sorts of phenomena could be seen.    

None of the leaders were weak. All of them had powerful auras. The weakest among them were low level True Gods, Middle Level True God, and even High Level True God. There were also many of them, and only Top Level True God hadn't shown up yet.    

Today was the anniversary of the establishment of the Hong Zhuo's holy land. In the Yuanyanghe System, all the major powers with True Gods had received invitations from the Hong Zhuo's holy land. None of them dared to disrespect the Hong Zhuo's holy land. Even the other three holy lands had sent High Level True God to prepare gifts for the trip to the Hong Zhuo's divine island.    

. . .    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

All of a sudden, an extremely terrifying pressure descended from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire island of Hong Zhuo.    

"Grug ~ Grug ~ Grug ~"    

Countless spatial zones in all directions couldn't withstand the violent pressure and collapsed into pieces.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ What in the world is going on?"    

"Who is it? He actually dares to cause trouble at this time?"    

"F * ck, could it be that this person is tired of living?"    

. . .    

The guests from the various major powers, including the middle and low True Gods, were all dumbfounded with disbelief on their faces. Such an act was a direct provocation to the Hong Zhuo's holy land. Even a High Level True God wouldn't be able to escape death.    

However, they did not notice the fear in the eyes of the High Level True God. In fact, deep within their pupils, there was a faint trace of panic that could not be described with words.    

This time, the Hong Zhuo's holy land was in big trouble.    

Ordinary middle and low level True Gods. Although they felt that this pressure was extremely terrifying, in their eyes, it was at most comparable to a Rank 4 High Level True God. How could a Top Level True God appear so easily? How could the Four Great Sacred Lands stand above all the major powers? Wasn't it just because they had a Top Level True God guarding them?    

However, in the eyes of all the High Level True God warriors, it was completely different. The terrifying pressure was absolutely at the Top Level True God, and it wasn't even an ordinary First Grade Top Level True God.    

Many of them had experienced the pressure of a Saint from the Hong Zhuo. However, it had to be said that it was far weaker than this sudden pressure.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

"Which fellow Daoist has come to the Hong Zhuo's holy land? I have missed the opportunity to welcome you. " A hearty voice erupted from the center of the island. It rolled and boiled in all directions.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A beam of light pierced through the heavens and the earth as a person stepped on a rainbow bridge and soared into the sky.    

This was a middle-aged man wearing a long blue robe. He looked to be in his forties, and the lines on his face were extremely gentle. His hands were empty, but every single move he made gave off a dream-like charm that was difficult to describe with words. It caused one to feel a good impression of him and become close to him.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ It's Holy Lord Hong Zhuo. This. . . This. . . This. . . " The guests could not believe their eyes. Not only them, but also the elders and disciples of the Hong Zhuo's holy land. They looked like they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Was this still the Holy Lord Hong Zhuo they knew? The script shouldn't be like this. Since when was Holy Lord Hong Zhuo so easy to talk to?    

However, they didn't notice the seriousness that flashed across Holy Lord Hong Zhuo's eyes. No one knew better than him how terrifying the pressure was. It was like a mountain or a prison, ten times, a hundred times, a Second Grade Top Level True God, or even a Rank 3 Top Level True God.    

If he really wanted to tear off all pretenses of cordiality with his opponent. . . Even if this was his old nest, Holy Lord Hong Zhuo didn't have much confidence that he could defeat him.    

He didn't even have the confidence to save his own life.    

How could Holy Lord Hong Zhuo be so tough when he was weaker than his opponent?    

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong was the natural instinct of the Intelligent Life. This was even more so for the Cultivation World.    

No one was afraid of the heavens, and no one was afraid of the earth. None of them would live long.    

In just a breath's time.    

"Puchi. . . "    

The space was torn apart. Yang Fann, who was dressed in black, came out from it. He looked down at Holy Lord Hong Zhuo from above, as if he was looking down at the lowly aphids on the ground.    

"Damn it. . . " A trace of anger rose in Holy Lord Hong Zhuo's heart. He thought that he was the lord of one of the four holy lands of Yuanyanghe System, the Hong Zhuo. He had never been looked down upon like this before, but in the end, he suppressed the anger in his heart. The person in front of him was not someone he could afford to offend. Even though he looked a little too young. . . However, the terrifying pressure surrounding him couldn't be faked.    

In fact, the pressure in front of him was even more terrifying than what he had just felt.    

Three. . . Rank 3 Top Level True God. This man was definitely a Rank 3 Top Level True God.    

As for a Fourth Grade Top Level True God, Holy Lord Hong Zhuo didn't even dare to dream about it. Such a expert, not to mention their Yuanyanghe System, they couldn't even find a single person in the dozens of rivers nearby.    

Carefully looking at Yang Fann, Holy Lord Hong Zhuo put on a fake smile and asked, "Hong Zhuo greets this senior. May I know why senior has come to our Hong Zhuo's holy land?"    

"What? In the past? Senior. . . On the island of Hong Zhuo, everyone's body trembled. They couldn't believe their ears. In their Yuanyanghe System, Holy Lord Hong Zhuo was already a top tier expert. Who had the qualifications to be addressed as senior?    

At the same time, many of them had a flash of understanding. No wonder the saint of Hong Zhuo was so unusual. It wasn't him who had changed his character. It was because the person who came was stronger than him, forcing him to lower his head.    

Could this person be a Second Grade Top Level True God?    

They were both First Grade Top Level True God, and even if they were strong or weak, they would often be friends of the same generation.    

I'm afraid the situation on our island is going to change.    

The reason why the Four Great Sacred Grounds were able to live in peace was because the Lords of the Four Great Sacred Grounds were all First Grade Top Level True God, and their strength was almost the same. However, once a Second Grade Top Level True God appeared, the balance would be broken, and at that time, a storm of blood would be stirred up.    

Sigh, I wonder how many powers will be destroyed in the river of time.    

Looks like my Overlord Sect (Louvre, Thousand Mystery Sect. . . ) I have to make preparations early.    

. . .    

Within the Void.    

Yang Fann gave Holy Lord Hong Zhuo a cold glance, but he didn't answer Holy Lord Hong Zhuo's question directly. With a thought, he summoned the Divine Dragon Tower.    

"Ah ~ ~ This is. . . This is. . . "Holy Lord Hong Zhuo's expression instantly changed. How could he not recognize this Divine Dragon Tower? Back then, it was because of this detestable Top-level Divine Artifact that he had lost the chance to meet the Ten Thousand Worlds Command.    

"Looks like you've recognized it. It's time to pay back the debt you owe back then. "    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ Senior, please calm your anger. This is a misunderstanding. Everything is a misunderstanding. . . . "    

. . .