Invincible Bloodline

"Puchi. . . "    

The space distorted, and a Black-Clothed Youth appeared.    

It was Yang Fann, who had been in seclusion for more than a hundred years. After waiting for more than a month, the person he had been waiting for had finally arrived.    

"Come out. " Yang Fann's voice was flat, and his eyes shone brightly, as if he could see through everything.    

"What a good Master Of Evil Spirits! He actually found my trail. He does have some ability. " A mighty voice came from all directions.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A bolt of heavenly fire descended from the southwest, covering the heavens and covering the earth. There seemed to be a faint song lingering within.    

Very quickly, a terrifying expert emerged from the heavenly flame. It was a sturdy middle-aged man with a bald head. There was a profound flame mark on his forehead. Endless flame Divine Imprintss were flickering in his eyes. That aura that was as vast as the ocean seemed to want to overturn the entire world.    

This bald man had an innate aura from his body. It was as if everything was under his control, and he was as motionless as a mountain. Every inch of his skin, every cell. . . It was as if the Flame World was burning. He was the god of fire that controlled all the flames in the world. With just a glance, people could not help but bow down and worship him.    

. . .    

"Hiss. . . Terrifying, this is truly terrifying. If this bald middle-aged man is willing, he can destroy the Diancai Mountain with a single thought and kill all of us. . . . My Lord. . . Will my Lord really be able to defeat him? " Unknowingly, an indescribable fear spread throughout the Diancai Mountain.    

The scariness of this bald middle-aged man's aura was a thousand times, ten thousand times, stronger than the Grand Elder of the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall's Jade Heaven Palace, Fei Lelai. Not only that, they were on two completely different levels. They could still muster up some courage to fight Fei Leilai, but they couldn't even muster up the will to fight this middle-aged man.    

Although their master had suppressed the Half-Step Saint King Fei Le of Three Paths, they didn't have the slightest confidence in defeating this God of Fire.    

He was like a true god, a supreme existence that couldn't be defeated.    

My lord, please don't let anything happen to you.    

. . .    

"Nine Empyreans Divine Hall's Four Great Sovereigns - True King Chiyang. " Yang Fann looked at the bald man indifferently. Although he was asking, his tone was very certain. Nine Taos Half-step Saint King was the one who could cultivate the Dao of Fire to such a level. Besides True King Chiyang, who was the Four Great Sovereigns of the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall, Yang Fann could not think of a second person.    

"I never thought that you, a young evil spirit, would know my name. " A trace of surprise flashed across True King Chiyang's eyes. Ever since he became the supreme elder of the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall. . . It had been 10 billion years since he last visited the Origin Continent. He had been cultivating in seclusion in the secret realm. Except for those old monsters of the same generation, almost no one knew about his existence. Not to mention that he was a Heavenly Evil Spirit like Yang Fann.    

"Since you know my name, you should know my means. Surrender obediently and follow me, so as to avoid suffering any physical pain. " True King Chiyang's voice was so high and mighty that he didn't treat Yang Fann as a substandard expert. Fei Le had just entered the Half-step Saint King Stage of the Three Paths. How strong could this Little Son Yang Fan be? Six Half-Step Saint King was the most he could do.    

However, Yang Fann acted as if he didn't hear what True King Chiyang said. He turned his gaze to the east and said, "Why aren't you coming out yet? Do you want me to invite you out?"    

"What? There are still people?" True King Chiyang's expression changed slightly. He didn't notice anything unusual. The Holy Soul's power unconsciously seeped out of his body and enveloped the place where Yang Fann was looking.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

"Swish!"    

The Void suddenly twisted, and a white-robed man walked out from within. His aura was ordinary, and his appearance was very ordinary. At most, he could only be said to be delicate and pretty. The only bright spot was that pair of wicked blood-red eyes.    

"Damn it, it's Devil God Palace's Demon God Of Slaughter. "    

True King Chiyang's heart sank instantly. A trace of fear flashed across his eyes. Things were getting tricky now. The second Devil God, Demon God Of Slaughter, was also his old opponent. He had even stepped into Nine Taos Half-step Saint King's realm earlier than him. In a one-on-one fight, he wasn't confident that he could win. At most, he would win by fifty percent.    

This won't do. This evil spirit Yang Fann and my Nine Empyreans Divine Hall are of utmost importance. Whether or not we can peek at that Saint King Stage depends entirely on this Yang Fann. No matter what, I have to bring him back to the Sacred Hall.    

However, how did this Yang Fann discover Demon God Of Slaughter's tracks?    

One should know that even he, Nine Taos Half-step Saint King, didn't discover Demon God Of Slaughter's whereabouts just now.    

It should be because this junior had some kind of treasure that allowed him to detect Demon God Of Slaughter's whereabouts.    

This inheritance of the Holy King was indeed not simple.    

. . .    

"As expected of the trash Dark Night who was able to kill him. To be able to find traces of me, he does have some skills. " Demon God Of Slaughter looked at Yang Fann with interest. He was teasing Yang Fann with his cat's play.    

However, his heart was not calm. Initially, he wanted to come to Diancai Mountain and capture Yang Fann. However, he was still a step too late. That old man, Chi Yang, had also arrived. In the end, he had no choice but to conceal his tracks, preparing to let the two of them fight until both of them were severely injured. Then, he would sit back and reap the benefits. Yang Fann had the inheritance of the Holy King. It was even the inheritance of a peak Holy King. He was definitely not an ordinary person. Even if he could not defeat that old man Chi Yang, he would not be so easy to deal with. However, he did not expect Yang Fann to reveal his tracks.    

"What?! Even Dark Night Demon's divine soul was killed by this junior?!"    

Upon hearing this, True King Chiyang was shocked once more. Although Dark Night Demon's cultivation base had increased by more than one level, his ability to hide his life was rare in this world. If he really wanted to leave, even some Seven Paths Half-Step Saint King wouldn't be able to stop him.    

He had actually fallen at the hands of Evil Spirit Yang Fann. Could it be that his strength had already surpassed seven Half-step Saint King Stage?    

If that was the case, the situation would become somewhat unfavorable. With Nine Taos Half-step Saint King's cultivation base, he had defeated a Seventh Dao Half-Step Saint King. However, the Seven Paths Half-Step Saint King and Nine Taos Half-step Saint King were both at the same level. They were at the same level, and the difference between them was not the Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud. If the seven Half-Step Saint King wanted to leave, he was not confident that they could keep him.    

The difficulty of capturing him alive had increased exponentially.    

Once Yang Fann escaped, it would be very difficult to capture him again.    

They might have to kill him. Even if it would damage his inheritance, it would still be better than nothing.    

At this moment. . . . . .    

Yang Fann's gaze shifted to True King Chiyang and Demon God Of Slaughter, and he said coldly, "Since everyone is here, I'll send all of you on your way. " His voice was filled with disdain, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.    

"What?" True King Chiyang and Demon God Of Slaughter were slightly stunned. They couldn't believe what they had just heard, but they immediately became angry. What an ignorant junior! Did he really think that he could do whatever he wanted just because of some fortuitous encounter?    

However, before the two of them could react, Yang Fann's right arm moved and a palm struck down.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann's palm, which was as white as jade, instantly swelled and expanded, turning into a Horrendous Hand that blotted out the sky and covered the sun.    

Purple energy lingered around, mysterious and profound, obliterating everything.    

This palm, Yang Fann didn't hold back the power of his Body at all. It erupted with all of his strength. The power was so great that it couldn't be measured. When the palm landed, the entire space above Diancai Mountain was shattered, turning into powder.    

Fortunately, under the consolidation of countless top formation masters in the Western Continent, the Diancai Mountain had already been built into an iron wall. It might not be able to block Yang Fann's frontal attack, but it wouldn't be a problem for him to deal with some of the palm force.    

"Ah, how is this possible. . . "    

Whether it was True King Chiyang or Demon God Of Slaughter, both of their expressions changed dramatically, and their faces were filled with disbelief. An indescribable fear flashed in the depths of their eyes. The feeling that this palm gave them. . . It was as if they were facing two Senior Brother (the First Devil God), the Second Great Master of Nine Empyreans Divine Hall and the First Devil God of Devil God Palace. Both of them were Middle-level Half-step Saint King, and they weren't ordinary Half-Step Saint King warriors. He had successfully comprehended eleven Saint King Law.    

"Old man Chi Yang, let's work together!"    

"Alright!"    

True King Chiyang was also a decisive man. At this moment, he didn't care whether the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall and Devil God Palace were enemies or not. Only by working together could they have a chance of survival.    

"The Blood River of slaughter begins!"    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying and vast Blood River suddenly shot up into the sky from above Demon God Of Slaughter's head, crossing over the Nine Empyrean Star Way. It was unknown how many tens of thousands of miles it spanned.    

It howled like ghosts and howled like wolves, and waves of blood rolled in waves, corroding everything.    

"Bloody Devil God, kill!"    

"Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht!"    

One by one, the auras of the Blood Gods were no weaker than Fei Le's. Like bubbles, Devil God emerged from the Slaughter Blood River. There were more than a hundred of them.    

. . .    

"Little Son Yang Fan, you're not qualified to take my life. "    

A fierce light flashed in True King Chiyang's eyes, and his body expanded rapidly. In an instant, he turned into a Terrifying Giant Spirit that was millions of meters tall. A brilliant sun rose behind him, as if the high and mighty Sun God was the ruler of the world.    

Vaguely, one could see countless Creature Of The Worlds chanting and worshipping in the sun.    

"Crimson Dragon Halberd, kill!"    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying crimson beam of light, like a Divine Beast or crimson dragon, cut through the Void, charging towards the Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand that had descended from the sky.    

. . .