Invincible Bloodline

On the top floor of the Divine Dragon Tower, in a mysterious space.    

The Divine Dragon Tower and Artifact Spirit sighed with emotion. They didn't pay too much attention to Yang Fann. How could a junior who hadn't even grown all his hair pass the test set up by his master? Although his master's test was related to the strength of his cultivation base, The stronger one's cultivation was, the more difficult the test would be. It was also greater. On the contrary, The difficulty would be reduced accordingly, but that did not mean. . . The probability of clearing the level with a weak cultivation base was higher than the one with a stronger cultivation base. On the contrary, it was the opposite.    

The test he set up was related to strength and individual talent. Similarly, there was no lack of individual foundation.    

However, foundation was something that required a large amount of time to settle down. What kind of foundation could a brat who wasn't even two hundred thousand years old accumulate?    

What was there to see about a little brat who was destined to fail?    

. . .    

In the vast wilderness.    

Yang Fann had no idea that he had been rejected by the Divine Dragon Tower and Artifact Spirit.    

Of course, even if he knew, Yang Fann wouldn't care too much. His age was too deceiving.    

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that there was such a monster in this world.    

Furthermore, Yang Fann had never taken other people's comments to heart. Humans lived for themselves, and if they cared about what others said, how tiring would it be for them to live? Besides, would their strength change just by talking about it?    

If that was the case, what was the point of cultivating bitterly? All they needed to do was to practice their verbal attacks.    

When the time came, they would brag about 13 times, and their cultivation level would increase by leaps and bounds. It would not be too easy.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Yang Fann took a step forward and strode towards the Divine Dragon Tower.    

His pace was very slow. He had a leisurely pace, but his speed was not slow. With the help of the Earth Shrink and the profound spatial concept, he took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the Divine Dragon Tower.    

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"    

There was no need for Yang Fann to open the door. The dragon gate slowly opened as if it had sensed Yang Fann's arrival.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

Endless divine light burst out from it. It was bright, as if there were countless treasures waving at Yang Fann.    

. . .    

"Nine Color Dragon God's inheritance, here I come. "    

A golden light flashed in his eyes. Yang Fann took a step forward.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The stars shifted, time and space changed.    

Yang Fann discovered that he had already arrived in a vast expanse of the starry sky. There were countless stars, dazzling starlight, dazzling and dreamlike.    

Very soon, Yang Fann's heart was filled with enlightenment.    

This was the content of the next test. The content of the test was very simple. If he defeated his Replicator, this Replicator would have more than half of his true body's strength. Besides the Saint Body quality, the other Empyreans also controlled many Laws. The size of the void within their bodies was no different.    

Of course, the secret skill that one cultivated, the Replicator, wouldn't be able to do so either.    

Those who were able to enter the Dragon Lair were the outstanding Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors of the major powers. Some of them were the future successors of the major powers. The secret skill that they cultivated, the Divine Arts, was a secret skill that would not be passed down to the major powers. If it was so easy to replicate, then the Nine-Colored Dragon God would not be a mere High Level True God, but the number one person in the Guangling Realm Island.    

It seemed like this test wasn't difficult. With the resources of the geniuses, defeating such a fake clone was a piece of cake.    

However, this was only the beginning. There were twelve stages in the trial.    

A single Replicator was no match for you. As for the other two, two were not enough. There were still four left! The number of people in each stage is twice as many as the previous stage. In the final 12 stages, that is a total of 2048 Replicators.    

It was simply unimaginable. That Empyrean Ming Wu was already sufficient for monsters. Amongst the 899 Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign from the ten great factions, one could be said to have firmly entered the top ten. There was even a possibility of charging into the top five. However, in the end, one could only barely pass the ninth stage and stop at the tenth stage.    

However, it was also because he was not born in the Dragon Clan. Otherwise, he would have already gained complete control of the Divine Dragon Tower. How could Yang Fann have anything to do with it?    

As the master of the Dragon Clan, the Nine-Colored Dragon God had to take care of his descendants. Not only would he be able to find the entrance to the second level of the Dragon Lair, he would also be able to obtain his inheritance and control the Dragon Lair after passing the nine tests.    

The entrance to the second level was set up in such an ingenious manner, and it didn't seem like it was planned by the disciples of the Wuwei Dragon Clan.    

Unfortunately, the Nine-Colored Dragon God would never have thought that it had once been strong. The Dragon Clan, which was comparable to the two families, had unexpectedly disappeared after he had mysteriously disappeared. In less than a hundred billion years, the Dragon Clan had declined so quickly. He had fallen out of the top ten powers. Up until now, He had become a member of an ordinary top family, and the strongest amongst them was only a First Grade Middle Level True God. There were very few ordinary Dragon Gods. There was no longer the glory of the past.    

Even the emergence of the Dragon Lair was forcefully stopped by the ten major powers. Not even the Dragon Lair was allowed to enter.    

The ten great Master Of Power. He wasn't a fool. Everyone knew that the true inheritance of the Dragon Lair, the Nine Colored Dragon God, was most likely prepared for the Dragon Clan. If they fell in their shoes, they would usually leave their inheritance to their descendants as much as possible. How could they let an outsider benefit from it?    

. . .    

"Do you want to fight me? Interesting. " Yang Fann muttered to himself. There wasn't the slightest bit of nervousness in his eyes. A group of trash that only had his attainments in the Laws. What did he have to fear? What he relied on was his invincible divine body.    

In just a breath's time.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Void twisted, and a person appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

The person was dressed in the same black robe, and his appearance was completely identical. However, looking at his appearance, it was impossible to tell who was the real one and who was the fake one.    

"Hmm? Looks like I overestimated that Nine-Colored Dragon God. " Yang Fann narrowed his eyes. Deep within his pupils, Faint disappointment flashed across his eyes. He thought that this Replicator. . . It would possess all of his power of Laws, as well as all of his supernatural power. He never imagined that this Tao of Law would. . . It wasn't a single one of them that was lacking. It was also 430. S. In the past thousand years, Yang Fann had devoured many Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors from various major powers. There was also a large number of top grade Draconic Beasts, as well as ten new Laws.    

However, the magic power within his body was far from enough. It was just a Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud, there was no comparison at all.    

The Hung Meng Indestructible Body not only strengthened Yang Fann's Body, it also allowed Yang Fann to have an invincible foundation, a power that far exceeded the imagination of others.    

The power within Yang Fann's body was no less powerful than some low-level Rank Three True Gods.    

But that Replicator, the power within its body, was slightly inferior to Rank 1 Low Level True God's. At most, it would only be at the limit of the Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign.    

However, after thinking about it carefully, it was understandable.    

The Divine Body was like a bowl filled with water, and the size of the bowl was how much water could be stored in it.    

The Divine Body of the Replicator was comparable to a peak Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign. If it could contain such a huge amount of energy, Yang Fann wouldn't even need to do it himself. The Replicator would explode first.    

. . .    

In the void.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Replicators within the Replicator's eyes flashed.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Pillars of Laws appeared around the Replicator. One. . . Ten. . . . . . Hundred! Two hundred. . . . . .    

A total of four hundred and thirty light pillars of laws circled around him. They flickered with light, causing him to appear divine and solemn.    

. . .    

On the top floor of the Divine Dragon Tower, within the mysterious space.    

"Mm ~ ~"    

The Artifact Spirit, which had given up on paying attention to Yang Fann, suddenly felt a jolt in its mind, and a hint of shock flashed across its eyes, "Four! 430 Laws, yet he still hadn't condensed a Heart of Saint King. This. . . How is this possible? "Half-step Saint King Stage, controlling three hundred and sixty complete Laws, isn't that the limit of Half-Step Saint King?    

He had followed the Nine Colors Dragon God for nearly a hundred trillion years, and had walked through more than one river system. There were two of them, but no one had ever been able to control so many laws in the Half-step Saint King Stage. Even the three hundred and sixty-one laws had never been seen before.    

Even his master, the Nine Colors Dragon God, had reached his limit after comprehending 332 Saint King Law in the Half-step Saint King Stage. He had no choice but to choose to break through and form the Heart of Saint King.    

"Could it be. . . That this junior's talent has far surpassed his master's?" All of a sudden, The Artifact Spirit's heart trembled. One had to know that. . . Half-step Saint King Stage, this is a very special stage. Ordinary small powers might not know about it. Usually, as long as one felt that they could condense a Heart of Saint King, they would impatiently choose to break through. However, these big powers were very clear about it. In the Half-step Saint King Stage, the more Laws they controlled. . . After advancing, not only would they be able to reach the intermediate in one go. . . Even Saint King Holy King could save a lot of years of hard work. More importantly, it was a process of accumulating potential.    

For Half-step Saint King Stage, the more Laws one grasped, the more potential one would accumulate. In the future, the chances of breaking through to the Empyrean realm or even True Divinity would be greater.    

For instance, when Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign was at the Half-step Saint King Stage, he had comprehended more than 72 Laws.    

And if one wanted to attain the Dao and become a god, one wouldn't have comprehended more than 108 Laws. That was something that couldn't be imagined.    

A total of 430 Laws was unheard of. Not to mention the nearby rivers, even the entire Aima Realm, or even the bigger Realm Sea, could one be found? It was still a big mystery.    

His future achievements were completely unimaginable. As long as he didn't fall, it was certain that he would surpass his master.    

However, very quickly, the Artifact Spirit's facial expression changed. Potential was still potential, not strength. Even if Yang Fann had mastered 420 heaven defying Laws, he still wouldn't be able to change the current him. It was only the reality of a Half-Step Saint King.    

A Half-Step Saint King, no matter what kind of monster it was, it would be his limit if he could defeat an ordinary First Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign.    

As for the Replicator, although it was also a Half-step Saint King Stage warrior, its physique was that of a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warrior, and its magic power wasn't any weaker than a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warrior. Compared to a true Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warrior, the only difference was that it didn't give birth to a Void World. However, 430 terrifying Laws were more than enough to make up for the gap between them.    

It could be said that it wasn't a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign, but a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign.    

That little monster had no chance of passing the test.    

"Sigh, my lord, my lord, you have really miscalculated this time. . . "    

. . .