C1430 He Suppressed Empyrean Netherfire
C1430 He Suppressed Empyrean Netherfire
After staying in Martial Saint Realm for a few days, Yang Fann finally embarked on his return journey.
He had already made the necessary arrangements. With the huge amount of resources he had left behind, There were also over a hundred disciples from the Blue Moon Palace and Inner Sect guarding the Martial Saint Realm. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Martial Saint Realm was impregnable.
Even those Saint King's Ninth Empyrean experts would have to pay a heavy price for wanting to attack the Martial Saint Realm.
Among the thousands of Star Domain in the Guangling River System, Ninth Empyrean Saint King was the strongest. Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign was the elusive leader.
Even if Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign wanted to harm the Martial Saint Realm, with the Blue Moon Palace as the golden signboard, they would still be wary of him.
This time, Yang Fann didn't bring many people with him. There were only a few hundred people with him, including his parents, his little sister You Nuo, and six other girls, as well as Master, Dongfang Sheng, and Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign. Apart from that, there were also close to a hundred servants and maids. Although this trip wasn't long, it had been more than ten years. It couldn't be that his parents didn't have anyone to serve them.
Originally, Yang Fann had planned to release a group of war slaves to serve his parents. However, his parents were used to these old servants. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be used to it.
Yang Fann let them do as they pleased. This was just a small matter. In any case, Martial Saint Peak was large enough. Not to mention the hundred old servants, they even brought along all the servants and maids in the Central Sacred Palace. As long as his parents were willing, Yang Fann wouldn't even frown.
Furthermore, these were all the old men in Cloud Peak Garden. Many of them had even watched him grow up. It wasn't like Yang Fann didn't have feelings for them.
In Yang Fann's heart, Aunt Mei, the maidservant who accompanied Luo Yun, had always treated her as his aunt. It was good that they were by his parents' side, so that his parents wouldn't feel lonely in such a remote place like Blue Moon Palace.
. . .
Very soon, a month passed.
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the nine-story ship.
The terrifying pressure was more than ten million times greater than Saint King Holy King's. It was as if the heavenly might was trying to judge all living beings.
"Chi! Chi! Chi!"
Around the nine-story ship, traces of cracks could be seen on the Defensive Barrier.
The next second. . .
"Rumble. . . "
A terrifying Netherworld Flame burned down the Void, covering the heavens and covering the earth as it descended.
In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of the nine-story ship.
A man in black scale armor walked out from the ship. His body was burning with countless ghostly flames. He looked like a ghost from the Nether Hell.
His Qi was extremely terrifying. It was as if he could suppress the entire Star Domain with just a single thought.
"Little Son Yang Fan, you have made it easy for me to find you. " The black armored man looked down at the nine-story ship from above. "A fourth-grade Heavenly Sovereign warship. It seems like the Blue Moon Palace really values you. "Many Middle Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors might not even have a fourth-grade Heavenly Sovereign warship. An ordinary Four Stars Heaven's Pride wouldn't have such an arrangement.
" Fann (eldest brother, Master). Young master. . . " Yang Yunfeng And His Wife and the others looked at Yang Fann nervously. Unknowingly, their hearts were in their throats. Although they had enough confidence in Yang Fann, the person in front of them. . . He was too terrifying. Even the disciples of the Blue Moon Palace and Inner Sect were far inferior to him. They still didn't have much confidence in whether Yang Fann could defeat him or not.
"Underworld God Clan?" Yang Fann raised his brows and recognized the identity of the opponent. In the Guangling Realm Island, there was only the Underworld God Clan, one of the two clans, who had schemed to deal with the geniuses of the Blue Moon Palace and was proficient in the power of the netherworld.
"Little Son Yang Fan, you do have some knowledge. I am one of the 18 Heavenly Generals under the command of Heavenly Venerate Dark Nether of the Underworld God, Heavenly General Ming Huo. " Heavenly General Ming Huo frankly admitted his identity. In his eyes, Yang Fann was no different from a dead man. Even though Little Son Yang Fan had the protection of a fourth-grade Heavenly Sovereign Battleship, it still wouldn't change the outcome of his death.
A fourth-grade Heavenly Venerate Battleship could at most fight a Fifth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate. As for Ming Huo, he was a peak Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign.
Compared to a Fifth Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign, he was more than ten times, a hundred times stronger.
In the next second. . . . . .
The Cold Shine in Ming Huo's eyes flashed and he said coldly, "Little Son Yang Fan, surrender now! I'll give you a quick death!"
"Surrender? With just you?" Yang Fann's face was calm, without a trace of panic, there was only disdain.
"What a good Four Stars Heaven's Pride! You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. My strength is not something that you aphids can imagine. " A hint of sarcasm slid across the corner of Ming Huo's mouth, "Do you really think that you will be able to rest easy with the protection of a fourth-grade Heavenly Sovereign warship? Die!"
"Rumble. . . "
Ming Huo waved his right arm, and a ghostly fire descended from the sky, enveloping the nine-story ship.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
The Netherworld Ghost Flame burned everything in its path. Wherever it passed, Voids, rays of light, and stars would appear. Everything in its path was incinerated into nothingness.
. . .
"Hiss. . . Okay. . . What a terrifying devil flame. Just a tiny bit of it was enough to incinerate a world. Fann (Yang Fann) He really did it! Can he really block this terrifying devil fire? " Everyone's hearts tightened instantly, and they felt as if their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.
"Fann, please don't let anything happen to you. "
. . .
An insignificant skill, break it for me. "Yang Fann struck out with his palm, killing everything in his path.
The pure energy shattered the void, destroyed the endless ages, and completely destroyed the Netherworld Ghost Flame.
. . .
"AH ~ ~ How could this be possible!? Empyrean Ming Huo was horrified. Although that strike just now had been a casual one, it was still comparable to the all-out attack of an ordinary Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate. However, it had been easily broken by Yang Fann.
In other words, Little Son Yang Fan's strength was comparable to a low-grade Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate, or perhaps even stronger.
What. . . What kind of monster was this?
A Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate who was less than 100,000 years old, even the legendary Nine Stars Monster, was far inferior.
. . .
"Die! This monster must die!"
"Rumble. . . "
Boundless killing intent flashed in Ming Huo's eyes. If this heaven defying monster didn't die, it wouldn't take long for their race to be destroyed by him.
He had the strength to fight a Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate before reaching 100,000 years of age. If he was given another million years or even tens of millions of years, just what sort of boundary would he reach?
Even True God Sovereign might not be a match for this monster.
In the next second. . . . . .
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
The Void began to distort. A netherworld that was even larger than some top-level worlds suddenly appeared behind Ming Huo.
At this moment, Ming Huo no longer held anything back. He unleashed all of his energy into the void.
"Monster, die!"
"Rumble. . . "
A single strike was like a massive world crushing down on them. The terrifying power of this strike was not something that could be described with words; it could destroy everything.
. . .
The Heavenly Venerate Void World. So what? Break it for me. "Yang Fann sneered. The power of the Body rose to a new level.
The punch was like a god destroying the world. Its power was so terrifying that it was comparable to the full-force attack of a Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign, and it was also the most powerful attack of Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign.
"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"
The invincible power was like a hot knife cutting through butter. The Netherworld Realm started to collapse at a visible speed.
"Ahh ~ ~ ~ How could this be. . . Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign, you are Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign! Ming Huo let out a heart-wrenching wail. It could shatter his Void World with a single strike. This power was definitely not something that a Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate could possess. It was even at the top of many Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Sovereign's abilities.
"Flee!"
Without saying another word, Heavenly Venerate Ming Huo turned around and left. Such a monster. . . It wasn't something a Sixth Empyrean Heavenly Venerate like him could match.
"You want to escape? Did you ask me?"
"Rumble. . . "
A Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the skies, instantly sealing off the entire starry sky.
"Not good! Heavenly Venerate Ming Huo's expression changed dramatically. An extreme sense of despair enveloped his heart. Suddenly, a flash of determination appeared in his eyes. "Even if I have to die, I have to send this monster's information back to the clan. "
No matter what, he had to let his family know about this monster. Even if he had to sacrifice True God Sovereign, he had to kill this monster in its cradle. Otherwise, his family would be in danger.
"I want to send a message. Dream on!"
Yang Fann's terrifying spiritual force, which could rival a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign, had already covered the entire starry sky. This was to prevent Heavenly Venerate Ming Huo's attack.
One Nine Stars Monster was enough for the Underworld God Clan to sacrifice True God Sovereign to kill him. If they found out that he had the strength to fight a Top-level Seventh Empyrean Heavenly Venerate, it would be terrible. Even Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World wouldn't be able to sit still and deal with him personally.
Before the true Huge Perfection of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, it was better to keep a low profile and develop in a wretched manner.
. . .
Ah ~ ~ Little Son Yang Fan, you're going to die a horrible death. My Underworld God Clan will never let you go. Lord God of Hell will avenge me! . . . "
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