C1452 Sweeping the Way
C1452 Sweeping the Way
"Swoosh! Swoosh!"
Four streaks of light flashed past, and four Yang Fanns appeared in Yang Fann's hands.
These were the Cloud Wind Sword Sovereigns that Cloud Wind Sword Sovereign and the other three carried with them.
In the next second. . .
"Rumble. . . "
Yang Fann's terrifying mental energy, which could rival a Second Grade Middle Level True God, swept out in an instant. It violently swept away the Cloud Wind Sword Sovereigns of Cloud Wind Sword Sovereign and the other three men.
. . .
A few breaths later.
A joyful expression flashed across Yang Fann's face. Although these four Sword Saints couldn't be compared to True God Ming Luo, they still couldn't be compared to him. But no matter what, he was only a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign, second only to True God Sovereign. Their collection was quite impressive. According to the rough estimation, none of them were worth less than 500 million points, especially Cloud Wind Sword Sovereign, who wasn't much weaker than an ordinary Rank 1 Low Level True God.
When all of his belongings were combined, even if he didn't have 3 billion points, he would still have at least 2 billion points.
The combined value of the four Supreme Sword Saints was close to 4 billion points.
If they exchanged it for Inferior Low-level Divine Artifacts, it would be eleven or twelve pieces.
It could be considered a big gain.
Of course, the biggest one was still Extreme Night Dragon God's tomb. As a peerless expert that was only second to a Middle Level True God, Extreme Night Dragon God wouldn't let him down.
. . .
"Puchi ~ ~"
With a flash of his figure, Yang Fann had already arrived in front of the gate of the huge dragon palace.
"Rumble ~ ~"
With a strong force, the gate slowly retreated.
What entered his eyes was a pitch-black stone stele that was 300 meters tall.
There were four large blood-red words carved on it - Those who trespass, die!
. . .
"You, Extreme Night Dragon God, are not qualified to take my life. "Yang Fann chuckled. He didn't take Extreme Night Dragon God's warning to heart. Even Extreme Night Dragon God, Yang Fann, wasn't afraid of him when he was still alive, let alone Extreme Night Dragon God, who had been dead for hundreds of millions of years.
Without any hesitation, Yang Fann took a step forward and entered the room.
" Rumble. . . "
As soon as Yang Fann entered the Dragon Palace, a terrifying blood Qi emerged from the black monument. It was like a surging tide that was rushing towards Yang Fann.
"Minor skill, break it for me. "
Yang Fann sneered. A terrifying spiritual force emerged from his body and turned into numerous spiritual blades that swept away all the blood Qi.
This blood energy was condensed from the killing intent on Extreme Night Dragon God's body. It was the aura of an ordinary low level True God. If one wasn't careful, they might suffer a great loss. The Soul had been stained, and its origin energy had been severely damaged. Take Cloud Wind Sword Sovereign and the other three for example. Even without Yang Fann's help, they would still have suffered a great loss. Their lives had been taken away by the Blood Qi. This was probably the end of it. Perhaps Cloud Wind Sword Sovereign would be able to save his own life with great effort. Sword Saint Xihua and the other two would definitely die.
There was a risk of robbing a tomb, especially one belonging to True God Sovereign.
However, to Yang Fann, this amount of blood qi was nothing.
A terrifying mental energy that was comparable to a Second Grade Middle Level True God was enough to sweep away everything.
Very quickly, Yang Fann passed the stone tablet. What welcomed him was a pitch black tunnel. Looking at it, one could not see the end, as if it was endless.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~"
As soon as Yang Fann stepped into the tunnel, he immediately felt the time and space circulating. He found that he had returned to Seven Stars Mountain Range. Even the vast and invincible energy in his body seemed to have vanished without a trace. He was once again reduced to the servant disciple of the Seven Stars Sect, which was still lingering around the Pulse Opening Stage, and could be bullied by anyone.
"Hmph, a mere illusion realm dares to be so impudent in front of me? Disperse now!"
"Rumble ~ ~"
Under Yang Fann's terrifying and invincible mental energy, there was nowhere for any illusions to hide. The scene in front of him changed, and he once again returned to the passageway.
"Extreme Night Dragon God, your technique is just so-so. "
Yang Fann quickly moved forward. No matter how profound his illusion technique was, he wouldn't budge.
. . .
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Yang Fann passed through the long corridor and his eyes lit up. He realized that he had entered an empty hall. The entire hall was over ten thousand miles in size. A huge ball of light was floating in the air above the hall. It was like a dazzling sun that illuminated the entire hall.
In the center of the hall stood stone statues in black armor. They looked lifelike, as if they could be revived at any time.
"Eh? This Extreme Night Dragon God is really generous. "
Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. The materials used to refine these black armor stone statues were actually all Nine Runes Ink Stones that could be used to forge Semi-Divine Artifact. In this hall, these black armor stone statues were at least ten thousand of them. With so many Nine Runes Ink Stones, their value was extremely high. Even if it was less than ten billion points, it would still be worth billions.
At this moment, Yang Fann was looking forward to Extreme Night Dragon God even more.
He had not even reached the main burial chamber yet, yet he had already obtained such a huge harvest. What should he do in the main burial chamber?
Perhaps his harvest this time was even greater than he had expected. It might even exceed 100 billion points.
At this moment. . .
"Crack ~ ~ Crack!"
A sudden change occurred. In the center of the hall, those black stone statues had really come back to life from their deep slumber. They were like a black tide, surging towards Yang Fann.
"According to the legends, Extreme Night Dragon God is the best at refining puppets. Could it be that these black stone statues are the combat puppets he refined?" Yang Fann's eyes flashed, and a hint of understanding surged into his heart.
. . .
At that moment.
The black-armored puppet army had already arrived in front of Yang Fann.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
The long spears of low-grade Semi-Divine Artifacts that were refined from nine-patterned ink stones tore through the sky and shot towards Yang Fann.
The strength of each black armor puppet was no less than that of a Fourth Layer Heavenly Venerate. With over 10,000 Fourth Layer Heavenly Venerates working together, even an ordinary First Order True God would have to treat them seriously. If an ordinary Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign were to fight them to the death, there was only one outcome - they would be surrounded and killed.
Unfortunately, they had encountered a monster like Yang Fann.
"Rumble. . . "
The entire hall turned dark. A Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the sky, instantly covering the tens of thousands of black armored puppets.
However, Yang Fann didn't destroy any of the dummies. He only suppressed them.
These black armored puppets were treasures. Each of them was comparable to a Fourth Layer Heavenly Venerate. Their value was no less than a intermediate Semi-Divine Artifact, and exchanging them for hundreds of thousands of points was a simple matter. Even if he didn't exchange them for points, he could still use them to guard his home. It was also a very good choice.
If these tens of thousands of black armored puppets were placed in Martial Saint Peak, even if he wasn't there, it would be enough to deter all Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors.
Breaking them with a single palm strike was truly satisfying, but it was just too wasteful.
. . .
Very quickly, several breaths of time passed.
Yang Fann passed through the main hall and what entered his eyes was still the main hall. Its surface area was no less than the previous main hall.
In the center of the main hall, there were also stone statues. However, they were no longer black, but bronze. The number of statues had been reduced from ten thousand to one thousand.
Yang Fann had just stepped into the hall.
"Swoosh! Swoosh!"
The thousand bronze statues came to life.
Each and every one of them had an imposing aura that was more than a thousand times stronger than those black armored dummies. They were almost comparable to some Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign.
Compared to the front hall, the difficulty of this round was not reduced in the slightest. Fann's strength had increased by more than ten times.
With the combined strength of a thousand Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign, even a few Rank 1 Low Level True God would be severely injured by them if they were careless.
All the good stuff were good stuff.
Yang Fann's eyes lit up, and he thrust his palm towards the thousands of bronze dummies.
. . .
Ten breaths later.
Yang Fann appeared in the third hall, and what welcomed him were a hundred golden-armored puppets.
Each of them held a golden divine spear in their hands, and they looked majestic, as if they were the invincible Warlord, looking down on the world.
Their aura was as terrifying as a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign like Xihua. With a hundred golden-armored dummies working together, they would be able to fight a low-level Second Grade True God and kill Rank 1 Low Level True God.
. . .
"Good! Good! Good! The value of each of these 100 golden armored puppets was no less than a top tier Semi-Divine Artifact. A hundred golden armored puppets could be compared to ten Low-level Divine Artifacts. Hahaha. . . All of you, come here. "
" Rumble. . . "
. . .