Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann versus True God Cang Yi.    

Under the invincible physique of God And Devil, True God Cang Yi was no match for Yang Fann. He was directly crushed by Yang Fann. He could only parry and not fight back at all. Not to mention a First Grade Top Level True God like True God Cang Yi, even those Second Grade Top Level True God wouldn't be any better.    

It was a terrifying defense that could rival a high-grade Top-level Divine Artifact. Only by holding a supreme-grade Top-level Divine Artifact could it possibly tear apart Yang Fann's defense.    

However, how could a First or Second Grade Top Level True God have a supreme-grade Top-level Divine Artifact? Throughout the entire Diocang River System, it was hard to find a few supreme-grade Top-level Divine Artifacts. Even some Rank 3 Top Level True God might not be able to master a single supreme-grade Top-level Divine Artifact.    

At this moment, True God Cang Yi finally made up his mind. If he continued staying here, he would only die.    

As long as there is a green mountain, there is no need to worry about the lack of firewood. Only I will not die. My Firmament Clan won't truly decline.    

Flee! We must flee immediately!    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Awoo ~ ~"    

A heaven-shaking dragon's roar resounded through the heavens.    

A golden light instantly erupted from Yang Fann's body. In an instant, a terrifying sealing force enveloped True God Cang Yi's body, causing him to freeze for a moment.    

Yang Fann had been guarding against True God Cang Yi's escape. At the critical moment, he immediately took out the Divine Dragon Tower.    

He was determined to get this True God Cang Yi. Once he escaped, it would be difficult to kill him again.    

If a Top Level True God wanted to hide himself, the Aima Realm would be so huge that even some Domain God Sovereign wouldn't be able to find him.    

. . .    

"It's the Divine Dragon Tower, you are. . . No. . . This is impossible, impossible. . . " True God Cang Yi's expression changed. He recognized the Divine Dragon Tower. Back then, he had fought the Nine Colored Dragon God more than ten times. How could he not know about the Lifeblood Divine Artifact Divine Dragon Tower? However, very quickly. . . He began to deny himself. The strength of the Nine-Colored Dragon God. . . He was extremely clear that it was even slightly inferior to him. He could only rely on the power of the divine artifact to save his life in his hands. It had only been a short while, but he had already surpassed him. Was this possible?    

Furthermore, the aura of that mysterious True God was completely different from that of the Nine-Colored Dragon God.    

But if it wasn't the nine-colored Dragon God, then how could this Divine Dragon Tower appear in his hands?    

The Lifeblood Divine Artifact was different from other divine artifacts. It was a supreme treasure that allowed one to exchange their life for cultivation. It was practically half a cultivator's life. It was absolutely impossible to hand it over to someone else.    

At that moment.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying Devouring Black Hole crushed through space, smashing towards True God Cang Yi.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ True God Cang Yi's expression changed once more, and he finally reacted. This was not the time to be stunned.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The boundless Little World within his body began to shake crazily. Boundless magic power erupted rapidly. In just an instant, he had broken free from the suppression of the Divine Dragon Tower.    

However, in this short period of time, his fate had already been decided. A terrifying Devouring Black Hole collided with True God Cang Yi's terrifying divine body and swallowed him.    

. . .    

"Hmm?" Despite suppressing the Nine-Colored Dragon God, Yang Fann did not feel much joy. His brows were slightly furrowed. This True God Cang Yue. . . If what he said just now was heard by someone, it would be very difficult to conceal the fact that the Ten Thousand World Token had fallen into his hands.    

Back then, many large factions' experts had seen the Nine-Colored Dragon God use Divine Dragon Towers. The matter of the Divine Dragon Tower being the Nine-Colored Dragon God Lifeblood Divine Artifact was not a secret.    

At that time, what awaited him would definitely be endless storms.    

If it was possible, Yang Fann also did not wish to use Yang Fanns in Diocang River System. Unfortunately, he only had the Divine Dragon Tower in his hand. In order to seal a Top Level True God like True God Cang Yi in a short period of time, only the Divine Dragon Tower had the power to do so.    

The few high grade and supreme grade High-level Divine Artifacts in his hands were absolutely impossible.    

But soon, Yang Fann stopped thinking about it. When the boat arrived at the end of the bridge, it would naturally be straight. It was useless to think about it now.    

Furthermore, he, Yang Chao, was not a nine-colored dragon god. Anyone who dared to set their eyes on him must have the resolve to die.    

Diocang River System had a total of 560 complete nomological laws. Among them, there were 62, which he hadn't grasped.    

Once he successfully mastered these 62 Laws, he would be able to master more than 600 Laws in one go.    

It would be enough to increase his battle-power by several times or even more than ten times. At that time, even some Rank 3 Top Level True God warriors would have the confidence to suppress him.    

Besides, True God Cang Yi, a First Grade Top Level True God, was also a great tonic.    

As long as he was devoured and refined, his Body's power would surely have a qualitative breakthrough.    

. . .    

"Hehehehe. . . . . . How could this be? How could this be?"    

"Defeated. . . Defeated. Lord Clan Chief, he was defeated just like that?"    

"Wuwuwu. . . It's over, everything is over. "    

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die. "    

. . .    

Endless despair and panic spread throughout the Celestial Race, causing countless of people to collapse. True God Cang Yi was the pillar of their race, the spiritual pillar of their race, the invincible expert. Now, this undefeated legend had been destroyed. The blow in their hearts was not something that could be described with words.    

Some of the radical Celestial Race couldn't even accept this cruel reality, and directly detonated their Holy Soul.    

Their patriarch was a Top Level True God, and he was invincible. How could he possibly lose? This was impossible, absolutely impossible.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

. . .    

"Next, it's your turn. " A cruel smile appeared on Yang Fann's face. Not only did he not remove the roots of the grass, he had also grown up in the spring wind, leaving behind hidden dangers. This was not Yang Fann's character. At least, those True God Celestial Races from the Celestial Race would all die.    

The next second. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

An unknown number of light-years long Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand once again descended from the sky, heading towards the Skysky Mountain Range to grab it.    

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No. "    

"Save me! Someone save me!"    

"Spare me, my lord! Spare me! All of this has nothing to do with us!"    

"Bastard! Firmament Formation, activate! Block, block!"    

. . .    

There was great terror between life and death. It was truly the myriad of forms of all living beings. There were those who begged for mercy. There were those who cursed, and there were also many who resisted to the death.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The winds howled, and a layer of faint, boundless light rose up from the mountain range in the sky, enveloping the entire mountain range.    

The Divine Sky Divine Formation was the Celestial Race's guardian formation. True God Cang Yi had invited several formation gods to set it up. Once it was activated, it would be enough to defend against the attack of a First Grade Top Level True God.    

However, under Yang Fann's terrifying power that surpassed a Second Grade Top Level True God, the Divine Sky Divine Formation was no different from a piece of paper.    

In less than three breaths' time.    

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"    

The entire Divine Sky Formation completely collapsed, transforming into specks of starlight that vanished without a trace.    

"Rumble!"    

The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand grabbed the heavenly mountain range in its hand, capturing it along with the holy pulse at the foot of the mountain.    

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No. . . "    

"Don't kill me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"    

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you! Die!"    

. . .    

Ten breaths later.    

The entire Skysky Mountain Range and all the Celestial Race were sealed within the Divine Dragon Tower by Yang Fann.    

"Grug ~ ~"    

He didn't stay in the world of the Firmament for long. His body moved, and he disappeared without a trace.    

As for the thousands of races in the world, Yang Fann didn't touch them. Only True God Cang Yi and his Celestial Race had something to do with him. It had nothing to do with the myriad races in the world.    

Of course, Yang Fann didn't like their tiny bit of power, which was also a big factor. Under the suppression of True God Cang Yi and the Celestial Race, the myriad of races in the universe. . . Although there were many True Gods, they were all low level True Gods. Not even a Middle Level True God could be found.    

To the current Yang Fann, ordinary low level True Gods were no longer enough to arouse his desire to devour them.    

Even if he devoured a Rank 4 Low Level True God, he wouldn't be able to increase the power of a hundred Little World. It was simply a drop in the bucket. If he had the time, he might as well refine a High-level Divine Artifact.    

. . .    

Fifteen minutes later.    

The Gods of the Ten Thousand Clans finally came back to their senses and had some sort of communication with each other.    

"Gulp. Gulp. . . . No, it was all gone. The Sky Mountain Range is really gone. "    

"Vicious. . . Vicious, too savage. That is a powerful race, the Celestial Race. "    

"That's all I have to say. That's it. This. . . This. . . I won't. It can't be that I'm still awake, right? "    

. . .    

Even now, the True Gods still felt as though they were in a dream. That was the Celestial Race, one of the top thirty sects in the Diocang River System. Even some Rank 3 Top Level True God experts might not have the power to eliminate the Celestial Race from this world so easily.    

. . .    

"What?! The Celestial Race had been wiped out. What kind of joke was this? How could this be possible? "    

"It's fake. This must be fake. The Celestial Race is a top grade god race, not to mention that it's in the world of the firmament. Even a Second Grade Top Level True God might not be a match for them. How could they be wiped out?"    

"It's true. . . It's true. The Celestial Race has really been destroyed. Gulp. Gulp. Where did this ruthless person come from? I'm afraid the Diocang River System is going to change. This won't do. I should find a hidden world and hide from the limelight, lest I get caught in the crossfire. "    

. . .