Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann led Yang Yunfeng And His Wife and the others into the peak of the mountain, where Young Chieftain's Palace was greeted by a group of female servants.    

Eight days passed in a flash.    

After fifteen years, Yang Fann finally returned to the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

It was basically impossible for Yang Fann to return to the Heavenly Wind Imperial City. Therefore, this time, the people that should be brought back by the Lin Clan were all brought back by Yang Fann. Yang Fann still took good care of the people from the Lin Family Castle. He gave them a total of 100,000 slots, which was enough for them to bring all the important members and relatives of the Lin Family Castle.    

Not only the Lin Clan, but also the Xiao Clan and the Yuwen Clan. Yang Fann had also brought them here. After all, it was Master And Servant who had brought them here. All these years, both of their families had contributed nothing but hard work.    

However, compared to the Lin Family, the Desolate Family and the Yuwen Clan's Yang Fann were much stricter. The Desolate Family had just risen to prominence not long after they were given ten thousand slots each. Before this, it was just a small one-star Emperor Clan, and there were only a limited number of direct descendants. Ten thousand slots were not enough to hold the entire Xiao Clan. However, bringing along the direct line and direct line disciples of the Xiao Clan was still more than enough. In the end, they even brought along over two thousand branch of the Xiao Clan.    

However, the Yuwen Clan was different. As a Four Stars Quasi-Saint family that had existed for tens of millions of years, there were more than tens of millions of family members. Even if those branches were excluded, there were still more than ten thousand people in the family.    

However, the Yuwen Clan didn't dare to complain about this. Unlike Xiao Tianfeng and the others, their Yuwen Clan was forced to become Yang Fann's slave. It could be said that they had the lowest status under Yang Fann. They were even worse than the Desolate Family. To be able to have ten thousand slots with the Desolate Family. . . It was even slightly out of Yuwen Shang's expectation.    

After returning to the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Yang Fann handed over nearly two million disciples of the Seven Star and Saint Extreme Sects to Great Saint Yuan Ming, asking him to bring them to Senior Elder Greenwood and settle them down.    

Initially, Yang Fann planned to find a spiritual mountain after returning to the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts and merge Dryness Mountain Range with his magic power. It would be the place where the disciples of the two sects and five families would live. However, after Venerable Greenwood and the other two took the initiative to surrender, he naturally wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.    

With the influence of the three Great Elemental Old Man in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, finding a spiritual mountain and settling down the disciples of the five major families would be a piece of cake. Furthermore, the spiritual mountain wasn't any worse than the Dryness Mountain Range, which had been mostly destroyed.    

Of course, it was also convenient to arrange a disciple of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts for the disciples of the two sects and five families. It would be difficult for him to become a direct disciple or a true disciple, but the identity of a Inner Sect and a core disciple wouldn't be a problem.    

The rules of the expert were set, and the weak followed the rules.    

The so-called fairness and fairness was just to fool the disciples of small powers. Those who had a strong background could easily enter the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts even if they didn't participate in the Beginning assessment, and the starting point was usually the Inner Sect.    

Otherwise, how could there be only so few people in each batch of new disciples exam? One must know that the recruitment ceremony of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts was going to be held across the entire Spiritual Martial Arts Continent, and even spread to the surrounding 360 subsidiary continents.    

In the end, there were less than 1,000 people who returned to Sixth Young Master Peak with Yang Fann. Other than Yang Yunfeng And His Wife, Xiao Sifan, You Nuo and Luo Jiahui, there were also the servants and maids who had been serving Yang Yunfeng And His Wife. Yang Yunfeng And His Wife was a nostalgic person, and he had long gotten used to Aunt Mei and the other old men serving him. If it were someone else, they would not be used to it.    

Regarding this, Yang Fann naturally would not sing it to the two elders. In contrast, as long as the two elders liked it, not to mention just a few hundred servants and maids, even if they brought tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, Yang Fann would not have any complaints.    

During this period of time, it wasn't that Yang Fann didn't invite Master, Dongfang Sheng, and the others, but that he was rejected by them.    

Not everyone could be like Luo Jiahui, Dongfang Xue, and the others, totally not caring about Yang Fan's identity and status. As Yang Fann's status continued to rise, unconsciously, Dongfang Sheng and the others felt a knot in their hearts.    

It is lonely at the top. Sometimes, even if you are unwilling, you have to learn to adapt.    

After a few times of persuasion, Yang Fann could only follow them after it was fruitless. Although the spiritual peak arranged by Grand Elder Greenwood and the others could not be compared to Sixth Young Master's mountain, it did not have much of an impact with the huge amount of natural treasures he had bestowed upon it.    

. . . . . . . .    

As they gradually went deeper into Young Chieftain's Palace's territory, the crowd was once again in shock. From time to time, exclamations sounded from the crowd, as if they were country bumpkins entering a city.    

Compared to Young Chieftain's Palace, who was in a daze like a heavenly palace, their former residence was simply like a thatched cottage in the mountains.    

No, even a thatched cottage was worthy of their attention.    

There was no comparison at all, Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud.    

. . .    

Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Spiritual Martial Temple.    

Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord sat high up in the air, his eyes sweeping across the entire hall.    

His body was bathed in a golden glow, surrounded by Divine Imprintss. His Qi was like a god, and his eyes were shining with a divine light. With just a glance, it seemed as if he could see through the void and see through everything.    

Finally, his gaze fell upon the arrogant Young Man in the center of the sacred hall.    

This was a thirty-year-old Young Man. His dark green long hair was casually hanging down his waist. He was wearing a long green robe, and he had a sheathed longsword on his back. At the corner of his eyes, there was a natural expression of disdain on his face. He had a proud expression on his face, as if he was born superior to others.    

Around his body. Around his body, there were numerous tiny and dense Sword Qi. These Sword Qi were in a trance and ethereal state, and they emitted a sharp aura that could pierce through everything. It was as if there was nothing in this world that could not be killed by them. His entire body was filled with an invincible spirit and confidence, and he was the only one in this world!    

"Haogan, why are you looking for me?"    

This young man in green was none other than the number one monster in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts - the number one young master, Haogan.    

"Lord Holy Lord, this disciple is not convinced!" Hao Gan's voice was filled with unconcealable resentment. In order to fight Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, he had made many preparations and suffered many hardships. He had even gone deep into the Devil Domain of Despair and used the endless evil energy to temper his sword heart, hoping that it would allow his swordsmanship to reach a new level.    

Never would he have thought that in less than a month's time, when he was about to fight Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord would actually switch generals at the last minute, and he would be replaced without any reason.    

Not to mention Hao Gan, who had always thought highly of himself, even a different person wouldn't be able to accept it. Furthermore, it was related to the huge reward for the resources of a half-step Great World.    

"What do you have to be unconvinced about?" Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord didn't get angry. He could understand Haogan's resentment. If he was in his shoes, he was afraid that he wouldn't be convinced.    

"Lord Holy Lord, Junior Brother Yang Fann's talent is unparalleled. His potential is unparalleled, but his disciple is still far from being able to defeat him. . . " Although Hao Gan was proud, He was not the type of person who could not afford to lose. If he was inferior, it meant that he was inferior. There was nothing to deny. When Yang Fann was at that age. . . Let alone Half-step Great Saint, he was even at the Quasi-Saint Stage. He was still a lot lacking, "but Lord Holy Lord. . . The battle with Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu was about strength. It's not about the potential of the heavens. . . "    

" So, you think you are stronger than Yang Fann? " Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord's voice was still calm, without any hint of joy or anger.    

"That's right. Perhaps in the future, this disciple won't be Junior Brother Yang Fann's match, but not now. " Hao Gan didn't deny it and admitted it frankly. He didn't have much doubt about Yang Fann's cultivation base. He could see through Yang Fann's cultivation base with just a glance. It couldn't be faked, but he didn't believe that Yang Fann's combat strength was beyond Peak Holy Lord's.    

Half-step Great Saint defeating Peak Holy Lord with a higher cultivation base was something that had never happened before.    

He was afraid that it was the one who had participated in the battle at that time. It could be that he had joined forces with his subordinates to kill senior elder Fang Hong.    

No matter how strong Yang Fann was now, it was his limit to be able to fight an ordinary early stage Holy Lord.    

The next moment. . .    

"Hu. . . " Hao Gan took a deep breath and said, "Please give this disciple Holy Lord. Alright. "    

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