Invincible Bloodline

Especially those old monsters who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, or even billions of years. Which one of them wasn't a human spirit?    

He didn't want to wait until Yang Fann reached the point where he could hug Yang Fann's big leg before he could truly stand tall in the martial arts.    

If he really wanted to wait for Yang Fann to become a Saint, or even surpass the Saint Realm, he would have to wait for Yang Fann to become a Saint. How could he still take a liking to a Half Saint or Perfection Semi-saint like them?    

At that time, even if Yang Fann was willing to accept them, he wouldn't have too many seats for them.    

. . .    

In less than half a month's time, the forces around Yang Fann had skyrocketed like a snowball.    

It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were growing day by day.    

Currently, Yang Fann had four Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint subordinates. One of them was the old ancestor of Fan Family, Fan An.    

Fan An wouldn't dare bear a grudge against a freak like Yang Fann, the monster. On the contrary, that night, he brought a group of half-step Saints and Holy Lord to express their loyalty to Yang Fann. It seemed that only by doing so could they feel at ease.    

Regarding this, Yang Fann didn't reject it. In the end, there wasn't any irreconcilable conflict between him and the Fan Family. Fan An's attitude was also very good. Without waiting for Yang Fann to speak, he voluntarily handed over his natal Holy Soul.    

At this point, if he continued to decline, it would appear that he, Yang Fann, was being hypocritical.    

Furthermore, a Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint could be considered a great help to him. Furthermore, Fan An wasn't alone. He had also brought all the Holy Lord and Half Saint Holy Lords from the Fan Family.    

After the four Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint, there were fourteen Seventh and Eighth Grade Perfection Semi-saint. There were ninety-six intermediate and Low-grade Perfection Semi-saint, thirty-two of them were intermediate Perfection Semi-saint and sixty-four of them were Low-grade Perfection Semi-saint.    

Not to mention the ordinary Half Saint Senior Elder, there were more than five hundred of them. Moreover, the number was still increasing. It was not impossible to have more than a thousand of them.    

As for those senior elders of Holy Lord, in the end, except for those Perfection Semi-saint experts, they were all rejected by Yang Fann.    

Ordinary senior elders of Holy Lord were no longer worthy of Yang Fann's attention.    

During this period of time, there were a few Senior Elder who were regretful to the point that their intestines turned green. They were none other than the group of Senior Elder who followed Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord to Star Pattern Holy City to investigate the death of senior elder Fang Hong. Originally, they had the chance to become Yang Fann's disciples, and just like the senior elders of Greenwood who had joined Yang Fann, their status was even higher than some of the intermediate and low grade Perfection Semi-saint.    

However, because of their status, they had missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Now that they had come to their doorstep, Yang Fann couldn't even be bothered to see them.    

Previously, you ignored me, but today, I won't be able to help you.    

. . .    

Lastly, Yang Fann. This was not Holy Sovereign, but Holy Sovereign's abnormal monster. Yang Fann could be said to have achieved great success. His power was so great that he was even better than many low level Holy Sovereign in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint wasn't someone who could be subdued so easily. An ordinary low level Holy Sovereign might not even have a Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint under his command.    

After all, a Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint was only a step away from becoming a Saint. He was only one Primordial Purple Clouds away from attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint.    

. . .    

At the center of the Spiritual Martial Mountain Range, in the sky above the Spiritual Martial Temple.    

There was a vast continent that was as large as some lesser continents.    

However, the ordinary disciples of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts and even the elders of the Holy Lord would find it difficult to find any traces of this continent, not to mention climbing this continent.    

This was the true core of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

The high and mighty saints of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts were cultivating here.    

In the entire Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, except for Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord, only Great Elemental Old Man had the right to enter and exit the continent as he pleased. As for the rest of the people, even Senior Elder, who was a Half Saint, had to be summoned by the saints in order to qualify to enter the continent.    

In the center of the Martial Saint Continent. In the center of the Martial Saint Continent, there was a divine mountain that soared into the sky like a sharp sword and pierced into the clouds. Wisps of auspicious clouds surrounded the mountain, and countless immortal crane Divine Beasts were flying in the air. Thousands of waterfalls and jade dragons fell down like dragons, and the sound of the divine music was indefinite.    

On the mountain, there were countless magnificent palaces, exotic flowers, plants, and divine fruits. There were countless of them.    

At the peak of the mountain, a city in the sky was floating in the depths of the white clouds. It was a mysterious place.    

In a hall in the city in the sky.    

Numerous peerless experts with auras as deep as the ocean stood on top of the hall. There were nearly a thousand of them. None of them were below the Perfection Semi-saint. In fact, most of them were at least Fourth Grade intermediate Perfection Semi-saint. Some of them were even high grade Perfection Semi-saint. There were even dozens of Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint experts in the hall.    

Strangely, the core of all these peerless experts was Black-Clothed Youth, who only had Peak Holy Lord's cultivation base.    

Even those old Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint monsters looked at Black-Clothed Youth with a trace of unconcealable respect.    

At this moment. . .    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Space distorted, and a green-clothed youth suddenly appeared within the hall.    

This was a twenty-two-year-old Young Man. He looked very young, and there wasn't a single trace of magic power fluctuation coming from his body. He gave off a feeling of intelligence and calmness, as if he was an ordinary person who didn't know any martial arts.    

However, the strange thing was that the entire hall was filled with an indescribable kind of peerless dignity. The terrifying aura of nearly a thousand peerless experts was instantly suppressed.    

"Martial Ancestor Sacred Shou Wujiang, longevity is equal to the Heavens. "    

"Patriarch's longevity is boundless. It's the same with the Heavens. "    

"Ancestor's Saint's longevity is boundless. His longevity is equal to the heavens. "    

. . .    

In an instant, everyone in the hall knelt down.    

This young man in green was none other than the founder of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, the number one saint of the human race - Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign.    

"Hiss. . . As expected of the number one expert of the human race, High-level Holy Sovereign. Powerful, really. . . Really powerful. . . " Within the crowd, Yang Fann raised his head and looked at Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign. His heart was completely shaken. "This. . . This is the end. . . This is the difference in the level of life, even if I use all my trump cards. . . No, that's not right. I don't even need to personally make a move. I only need a strand of spirit. He'll be able to suppress me so tightly that I won't even have the chance to resist. . . "    

"All of you, get up. " Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign laughed lightly. He moved his right hand and immediately, a mysterious force wrapped around everyone and lifted them up. There was no way for them to resist at all.    

As he spoke.    

Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign's gaze shifted and fell upon Yang Fann, who was standing among the crowd.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Both of his eyes shone with a bright holy light. It was as bright as a star, piercing through everything.    

In an instant, Yang Fann felt as though his entire body was filled with vitality. His flesh, blood, tendons, dantian world. . . Everything was instantly seen through.    

Unknowingly, Yang Fann's heart was in his throat. There was nothing else, he was just afraid that the secret of the Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Great Technique would be discovered by Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign. After inheriting the memories of Saint Duo Luo, Yang Fann finally understood the terror of the Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Technique that his master cultivated. Not to mention the techniques of a saint, it was probably the legendary Sacred King Great Technique. It was not even one in ten thousand.    

Once it was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

. . .