Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann was sitting on the meditation cushion with his legs crossed. His body was surrounded by purple qi, making him look holy.    

A terrifying purple light emerged behind him. It was Devil God, who possessed unparalleled divine might.    

The aura of his entire body was rising steadily and crazily.    

"Puchi! Puchi!"    

In all directions, a large expanse of space began to distort and explode, forming terrifying black holes.    

Terrifying.    

The Monarch God Palace was the place where the old ancestor of the Monarch God was in seclusion. The Four Directions Space was so strong that even the 36 Pseudo Saints had to use all their strength to destroy it.    

At this moment, if there was a cultivator in front of Yang Fann, even the high-ranked Top-level Holy Sovereign would be crushed to the ground, and he wouldn't be able to move at all.    

After fifty-four days, after absorbing 171 Primordial Purple Clouds, Yang Fann's Hung Meng Indestructible Body had finally made a qualitative leap, and he had finally broken through to the Beginning.    

. . .    

Time passed bit by bit, and soon, a day had passed.    

Yang Fann's soaring momentum gradually slowed down.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Suddenly, Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes opened, and a divine purple light shot out from his eyes. It was like the first divine light in the world, incomparably profound and profound, illuminating the three thousand great worlds.    

"Whew ~ ~ ~"    

After exhaling a mouthful of foul air, a hint of joy flashed across Yang Fann's face. It had been almost eight hundred years, and the Hung Meng Indestructible Body had finally reached the true Beginning.    

It wasn't easy at all. Whether it was the Black Iron Battle Body, the Five-elemental Demon God Battle Body, or the Myriad Beast Holy Body, none of them had spent so much time like the Hung Meng Indestructible Body.    

Of course, the result was also delightful. The Hung Meng Indestructible Body was a true Beginning, and Yang Fann's Body's strength had increased by several times. At this moment, with just the power of the shell alone, Yang Fann was able to crush a Rank Six Top-level Holy Sovereign. Also, the defensive power of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body was even more terrifying. It was powerful enough to fight against some seventh tribulation defensive saint artifacts. Once the Hung Meng Indestructible Body was fully activated, even if it wasn't as powerful as an eighth tribulation defensive saint artifact, it wouldn't be much weaker.    

However, the most abnormal thing was still the inextinguishable property. Compared to the Saint Body that was reborn from a drop of blood, it was more than ten million times stronger. As long as there was still one cell, Yang Fann would be able to regrow his body.    

And this was only the Beginning. If he reached the advanced Hung Meng Indestructible Body, or even the Huge Perfection, it would be unimaginable. He was afraid that this really was the immortal body.    

Shaking his head lightly, Yang Fann stopped thinking about it.    

How many years would it take to cultivate the Hung Meng Indestructible Body to the Great Perfection Stage? Ten thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years? To the current Yang Fann, it was too long a time.    

Furthermore, the Primordial Purple Clouds required, just thinking about it made him despair. He was afraid that even if he slaughtered all the Holy Sovereign in the Tiannan Realm River, he might not be able to advance the Hung Meng Indestructible Body to the Mastery, let alone the Huge Perfection.    

One should know that with every major advancement of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, the Primordial Purple Clouds would increase by a thousand times. From the Beginning to the Minor Success Stage, it would be a Millions Primordial Purple Clouds, and if he wanted to break through to the Minor Success Stage, it would be a billion. As for the Perfection, it would be a trillion.    

It was a long way to go.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Whoosh ~ ~ ~"    

A purple light flashed and another Primordial Purple Clouds appeared in Yang Fann's hand.    

Although the Hung Meng Indestructible Body had broken through to the Beginning, Yang Fann had no intention of coming out from his seclusion. There were still 100,000 Primordial Purple Cloudss in the Hong Meng Pearl waiting for him to consume and refine.    

If one wanted to do a good job, one must first take advantage of the situation.    

The 800-year period was still very early, so Yang Fann was not in a hurry.    

After he refined these one hundred thousand Primordial Purple Cloudss, he would be able to break through to the Half-Step Saint King with just the Body alone, and he wouldn't believe that it wasn't just an ordinary one or two Half-Step Saint King. Who else in the Origin Continent could stop his conquest?    

At that time, all the major powers in the different domains would obediently hand over the Primordial Purple Cloudss in their hands. If not, he wouldn't be able to blame them for being ruthless.    

. . .    

One year later.    

Yang Fann once again refined the Thousands Primordial Purple Clouds, and the Body's power doubled once again. It was almost comparable to a Seventh Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign.    

If this was spread out, it would definitely scare countless Saints to death. With just the power of the Body, he could challenge a Seventh Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign. Even some body cultivator Half-Step Saint King who specialized in the cultivation of Half-Step Saint Kings would find it hard to have such a terrifying Saint Body.    

. . .    

Three years. Five years. Seven years. Ten years. . . Twenty years. . .    

. . .    

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fann had been in seclusion for thirty years.    

For the past thirty years, some of the major powers in the Holy Heart Domain had been on tenterhooks, fearing that this Dark Star would bring his men into their territory.    

Fortunately. After thirty years, Yang Fann seemed to have gone completely silent. He wasn't expanding his territory, causing the major powers of the different regions to feel slightly relieved.    

. . .    

Tongxuan Region. - - - One of the neighboring regions of Holy Heart Domain.    

Among the two hundred and forty large domains in the west of Origin Continent, Tongxuan Domain's strength was considered pretty good. It could be considered as one of the top hundred large domains. It was much stronger than the Yang Yun Domain that Yang Fann had occupied in the beginning.    

Of course, there was no comparison between it and a top grade domain like Holy Heart Domain. In the two hundred and forty large domains in the west, there wasn't a single domain that could compare with Holy Heart Domain.    

The entire Tongxuan Domain was considered to be a middle grade or higher domain in the one thousand and eighty large domains of the Origin Continent.    

In the Tongxuan Domain, the strongest were the Phantom Dragon, Zi Yun, Gold Jade, Mysterious Crystal and Green Blade. Each of these five clans had a Top-Level Pseudo-saint guarding them. Even in the Holy Heart Domain, they could be considered as one of the top clans.    

The Phantom Dragon City was the headquarters of the Phantom Dragon. According to the legends, the Phantom Dragon was a rare species of the Dragon Clan. They possessed the legendary Divine Beast - the bloodline of the Netherwyrm.    

The Divine Beast, the Netherwyrm, was different from those fake Great World Of Spiritual Martial Artss in the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts that only had the combat strength of a Quasi-Sage. It was a terrifying existence that could rival the legendary Gods.    

A true Divine Spirit. . . It was a supreme existence that surpassed a Sacred King. In their eyes, the Sacred King expert was like Holy Sovereign looking at a Half-Saint, a group of ants that could be killed with a wave of his hand. According to the legends, the master of the Aima Realm was a powerful god.    

With the trace of the Divine Beast's Abyss Dragon bloodline. . . As long as the Phantom Dragon grew up, they would usually be a semi-sage expert. With just a little bit of talent, they would be able to attain the status of a pseudo-sage. It was truly heaven defying.    

Among the many foreign races in Holy Heart Domain, only the Golden Dragon, Silver Phoenix, and Monarch God could compare with the noble bloodline of the Phantom Dragon. If it wasn't for the fact that the resources in the domain were far inferior to the resources in Holy Heart Domain, the strength of the Phantom Dragon wouldn't be inferior to the Golden Dragon, the Monarch God, and the Silver Phoenix Three Great Overlords. They would be comparable to the top ten families in the Holy Heart Domain.    

Out of the five overlords of Tongxuan Domain, Ghost Dragon Clan was the second. No one would dare to claim to be the first.    

There were four Top-Level Pseudo-saint experts in the group, and the ancestor of Phantom Dragon was the thirty-second Pseudo-saint Stage. He was the publicly acknowledged number one expert in Tongxuan Domain.    

Within the Phantom Dragon, slaves with slave collars could be seen everywhere. They were led by the disciples of the Dragon Clan as if they were walking dogs. There were all kinds of slaves, but most of them were human slaves.    

In the Holy Heart Domain, the human race could still occupy the East Sun Path. It could be said that they were one of the most powerful High Grade races. With two Top-Level Pseudo-saint guarding the place, even some of the top families had to give them some face.    

However, in this domain, the human race was extremely weak. The strongest were only a few low grade False Saints. Among the myriad of races in this domain, they weren't considered to be at the bottom, nor were they much weaker. Basically, as long as it was a foreign race, they would be able to bully the human race.    

They weren't much higher than those lowly Slave Clan.    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Suddenly, the space above Phantom Dragon City distorted.    

In the next moment. . .    

A huge fleet of 100,000 top-class Brilliant Sun Warships appeared in the sky above Phantom Dragon City.    

"Who is it?"    

"This is the holy city of Phantom Dragon in the Ghost Dragon Clan. Do you want to become enemies with the Phantom Dragon?"    

. . .    

The will of Top-Level Pseudo-saint kept exploding out from the city. There was a trace of indescribable anger in his voice. The Dragon Clan had dominated the entire Profound Domain for 10 billion years, but they had never been bullied like this before.    

However, although they were all furious, none of them dared to take the initiative to attack. A hundred thousand top grade warships had been deployed all of a sudden. This force was definitely not simple.    

Even if it was the Phantom Dragon, when all the top-grade warships were combined, there would only be so many of them.    

It was better not to fall out with them if they could avoid falling out with them.    

"I, Cang He of the Gray Cloud Race, am under the orders of my master, Yang Fann, to conquer all domains. Old ancestor of the Phantom Dragon, will your Phantom Dragon submit to us or be destroyed?" A loud voice drifted out from the fleet and swept across the entire Phantom Dragon City. After thirty years of recuperation and reorganization, Yang Fann finally showed his fangs once again.    

"What?! Evil Spirit Master Yang Fan?" The expression of the Old Ancestor of Phantom Dragon changed slightly. This day had come.    

Looking at what Master Of Evil Spirits had done, it wasn't hard to find out that he wasn't an easy person to satisfy. It was only a matter of time before he conquered the other large domains.    

"Cang He, my Phantom Dragon is no different from an enemy of His Excellency Yang Fan. Please return. " After pondering for a moment, the old ancestor of the Phantom Dragon turned down the offer. Their Dragon Clan was the number one clan in the Profound Domain. How could they become someone else's slave, not even the Evil Spirit Master Yang Fan?    

"Stubborn fool, then die. " Cang He's voice was incomparably cold. A small clan that was not more than four Top-Level Pseudo-saint dared to disobey the orders of their master. This was truly courting death.    

In the next moment. . .    

Cang He waved his hand and gave the order to attack.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

In an instant, the main cannons that could severely wound a Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint began to unleash their power. Hundreds of millions of destructive light beams cut through the Void like raindrops, then exploded towards the Phantom Dragon City below.    

"Buzzing ~ ~ Buzzing ~"    

In an instant, countless ripples appeared in the sky above the Phantom Dragon City, turning into a black sky.    

This was the Barrier For Protecting The City of Phantom Dragon City. It was strong enough to withstand the attack of a thirty-three False Saints. However, the combined attack of a hundred thousand top-grade warships and the support of the interstellar battle formation had a terrifying power. Not to mention the thirty-three False Saints, even the thirty-four False Saints were much weaker. How could the black curtain of Phantom Dragon defend against it?    

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"    

In less than a breath's time, the black Sky Screen was completely destroyed.    

"Ah, no!"    

"Save me, Old Ancestor, save me. "    

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"    

. . .    

In an instant, wails of despair erupted from the Phantom Dragon.    

Under the bombardment of the destructive light beam, the Dragon Clans of the Dragon Clan were completely destroyed and turned into ashes.    

"Bang ~ ~ Bang ~"    

The entire Phantom Dragon City was destroyed. Many of the palaces of the Divine Palace were turned into powder and turned into ruins. It was like the end of the world had arrived.    

"Roar ~ ~ ~ Cang He, you beast, I want you to die!"    

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