Invincible Bloodline

Great Saint Mo Yun's eyes were fixed on the approaching black figure. A gurgling sound was heard from his throat, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. How could this be? How could it be him? Shouldn't he be in the 90th Illusionary God Island?    

Not only Great Saint Mo Yun, but also the head examiner of the second round, Qin Yulian, had a dumbfounded expression on his face. His small mouth was wide open, and it was so big that it could fit a duck egg.    

The newcomer was none other than Tang Lin, whom they had placed high hopes on.    

At this moment. . .    

A loud laugh that sounded as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders rang out from behind them, "Hahaha! Hahaha! I knew it, I knew it wouldn't be you, Tang Lin, in the 90th Illusionary God Island, hahaha. . . " As long as the person in the 90th Illusionary God Island wasn't Tang Lin, that would be enough.    

"I didn't lose, I didn't lose. . . "    

In an instant, the dark feeling in Xue Li's heart was swept away. Almost everyone compared him to Tang Lin since birth. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Tang Lin was his mortal enemy. He could lose to others, but he absolutely couldn't lose to Tang Lin. He was still trampled under Tang Lin's foot in such a miserable manner.    

Great Saint Mo Yun turned around and glared at Xue Li, but he didn't punish him too much. It could be said that he had watched Xue Li and Tang Lin grow up. He had some understanding of the grudges between them, and he also understood the blow Xue Li had suffered just now.    

His old enemy, who had always regarded him as an equal, had suddenly become a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than him. Anyone wouldn't be able to stand it. It was already considered not bad that Xue Li didn't break down. If it was anyone else, perhaps they wouldn't be able to accept this blow and end their own lives.    

The next moment. . .    

Great Saint Mo Yun's body trembled. An indescribable horror flashed across his eyes. The person in Illusionary God Island No. 85 was Tang Lin. That. . . That person in Illusionary God Island No. 90 was self-evident. Hiss. . . This. . . This. . . How could there be such a monster in this world?    

Illusionary God Island # 89 Even that half-step Seven Stars Emperor Sovereign wouldn't dare to say that he could break out of the mirror, let alone a puny Four Stars Emperor.    

Or was it because he was wrong? This junior wasn't even a Four Stars Emperor. Did he use some kind of secret technique to conceal his true cultivation base?    

But soon, Great Saint Mo Yun shook his head. A junior. . . If he could hide it from his eyes. . . Then he would be wasting his time as a Great Saint. He would just find a piece of tofu and knock himself to death.    

Hiss. . . Monster! What a monster!!    

At this moment, Great Saint Mo Yun did not know what to say anymore. This Strength Of Soul, this willpower, it was simply terrifying, with the same cultivation base. He was afraid that it was far from even a ten-thousandth of what it was.    

On the other hand, Qin Yulian's eyes were burning with passion, as if he had just seen a toy.    

Interesting junior. Sooner or later, I will find out your secret.    

. . .    

Six hours later.    

The 90th Illusionary God Island.    

"Rumble!" "Rumble rumble!" Rumble!" . . .    

Yang Fann's aura was like a landslide or tsunami that was growing crazily, rising steadily.    

"Rumble. . . "    

In all directions, the large expanse of space shook violently. Faintly, there seemed to be traces of cracks appearing.    

He had made a breakthrough.    

Yang Fann's mental energy realm had finally advanced by a hundred feet. He had successfully advanced to Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign's realm, and the Emperor Soul had transformed into a Nine Star Emperor Soul.    

. . .    

An hour passed.    

Yang Fann's momentum finally calmed down, and his realm finally stabilized at Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign's.    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A bright golden light burst out from Yang Fann's eyes. It was as if a god had opened the sky, shattered the Void, and destroyed everything.    

"Nine Star Emperor Soul, good! Good! Good! At this moment, I. . . I finally have a foothold in the Spiritual Martial Arts Continent. . . " Yang Fann repeated the word 'good' three times. To tell the truth, He had always felt a sense of oppression in his heart. With his previous strength, The combat strength of a peak five-star Venerable was placed in a remote place in the Eastern Wastelands. That was an absolute expert, and it could even squeeze into the top ten. Apart from Heavenly Star Sovereign and a few others, there was almost no one who could be his match. However, it was different in Holy City Of Spiritual Martial Force. Sovereign Venerables were everywhere. Even high-rank Sovereign Venerables were able to grab a large number of them. Even the small patrolling guards were far from being a match for him. He truly didn't have much sense of security.    

But now. . . With the power of the Nine Star Emperor Soul, he was able to kill many Eight Stars Emperor Sovereign warriors. With the addition of his other trump cards, although he still wasn't a match for Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign, at least he had the strength to fight Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign. Such strength was considered above average even in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts where there were countless Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Artss.    

If he could obtain a few powerful Soul secret techniques, it would be Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign. Whoever was stronger or weaker would have to fight a match first.    

"Hu. . . "    

After letting out a breath of turbid air, Yang Fann focused his mind and continued to refine the remaining half of the gray fog.    

There were still eighteen Illusionary God Island left. If he could break through to the Quasi-Saint Stage in one go, he would be able to rest easy. A Quasi-Saint was the ultimate combat strength of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Devouring Black Hole on top of his head expanded rapidly. Thousands of miles. . . Three thousand miles. . . Five thousand miles. . . Eight thousand miles. . . . . .    

In the blink of an eye, the power of devouring had expanded to a diameter of ten thousand li. The terrifying power of devouring had increased by more than ten times in an instant.    

A Eight Stars Emperor Soul, a Nine Star Emperor Soul. The difference of one star was actually a Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud.    

Originally, it would take Yang Fann several days to completely absorb and refine the gray fog. Now, in less than an hour, it had been completely absorbed and refined by Yang Fann.    

However, what disappointed Yang Fann was that after his mental energy realm reached Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign's level. . . The amount of mental energy required to break through each time was ten times, a hundred times more crazily. That gray fog was much more than the previous eighty-nine Illusionary God Island combined, but it only made him take a small step forward in his level of spiritual energy. Even the peak of the Nine Stars early stage was far inferior to it.    

It seemed like there was a long way to go if he wanted to take this opportunity to break through to the Quasi-Saint Stage!    

The next moment. . .    

Yang Fann's figure moved, and he stepped into the teleportation Light Door in one go.    

. . .    

The ninety-first Illusionary God Island.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A five-colored Glazed Light soared into the sky like a pillar, connecting the heavens and the earth.    

"What? He has advanced. How is this possible. . . " Great Saint Mo Yun's voice suddenly rose, and he was extremely shocked. It had only been eight hours since the little devil stepped into the 90th Illusionary God Island, and it had taken him two days to break through the 89th Illusionary God Island. This was completely illogical.    

The next moment. . .    

Great Saint Mo Yun's heart trembled, as if he had thought of something terrifying. "Difficult. Could it be. . . This monster is in the 90th Illusionary God Island. . . Another. . . Another breakthrough. . . "    

Even though this era was incomparably absurd, he really thought that a breakthrough was that simple, that he could break through if he wanted to. However, other than this explanation, he really couldn't think of a second possibility. Moreover, it was definitely an unimaginably great breakthrough.    

The 90th Illusionary Divine Pagoda could already cause fatal danger to Seven Stars Emperor Sovereign. Even some late stage Seven Stars Emperor Sovereign would not be able to break through the illusionary realm in a short period of time.    

Hiss. . . What kind of monster was this?    

He. . . He. . . Was really just a Seventh-rank Emperor Meridian?    

With this performance, even His Highness The Holy Son was far from being able to match it.    

. . .    

Four hours later.    

Illusionary God Island # 92.    

. . .    

Four hours later.    

Illusionary God Island # 93.    

. . .    

Six hours later.    

Illusionary God Island # 94.    

. . .    

Yang Fann advanced forward with great momentum. The terrifying illusion realm that frightened even a high rank Ancestor was like a piece of paper in his hands. It didn't pose a threat to him at all.    

. . .    

In a short three days' time.    

Yang Fann had broken through ten major hurdles in a row and stepped into Illusionary God Island No. 101. At this moment, his mental energy level had reached the peak of Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign. With just a thought, he was able to crush a half-step Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign Emperor Soul and kill it.    

Ruthless! Truly brutal.    

Compared to ten days ago, Yang Fann's combat strength had increased by more than a billion times.    

Breaking through to the next realm was as easy as eating and drinking. Compared to Yang Fann who was cheating, he was much weaker.    

. . .    

In the sky above Illusionary God Island.    

Gulp. Gulp. This. . . This monster. . . It can't be that he wants to clear 108 Illusionary God Island, right?    

Great Saint Mo Yun and Qin Yulian were already numb to the shock. However, the joy in their eyes became more and more obvious. The more monster Yang Fann obtained, the more benefits they would get in the future.    

. . .    

Soon, another three days passed.    

Out of the 108 Illusionary God Island, only three were still struggling to hold on.    

"It seems like the remaining three can't hold on any longer. How long. . . " Great Saint Mo Yun smiled bitterly. In the last few Illusionary God Island, not only did the speed of the monster's mirror breaking not weaken at all, it even sped up a little. It seemed to be able to do it with ease.    

"Junior Sister Yulian, I'm afraid this matter is no longer something we can decide. We must inform Holy Lord and the others as soon as possible. . . "    

. . .