C1069 Identity Exposed
C1069 Identity Exposed
It wasn't his style to leave the foreign land in silence. No matter what, he had to give these foreign races a big gift.
Otherwise, how could he face the foreign human race who had been enslaved by the foreign race for billions of years?
. . .
In the sky above the Roc Palace of the Northern Ocean.
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
Under Yang Fann's control, the second tribulation saint artifact, the Heaven-Devouring Gourd, transformed into a terrifying gourd that was countless miles in size. It devoured the heavens and the earth, as if it was going to devour the entire Roc Palace.
Right at this moment. . .
"Roar! Who is it that dares to behave atrociously in my Roc Palace? Do you want to die?"
A terrifying roar erupted from the center of Kun Peng Palace, boiling and boiling.
In the next moment. . .
"Hong! Hong! Hong!" . . .
Horrifying demonic light that was as black as ink and looked like Source Of Darknesss soared into the sky. Within each demonic light stood a terrifying figure that looked like Devil God.
"Eighteen Primary Semi-sage, twelve middle Semi-saint, eight Late Semi-saint and five Peak Semi-saint, two Third Grade Perfection Semi-saint, and one Fifth Grade Perfection Semi-saint. As expected of the second Saint Clan, they really do have a strong foundation. " An ethereal voice came from all directions.
There were a total of forty-six Demi-Saint Ancestor. There are even three of the most powerful half-Saints. . . This strength could even rival the Saint Clan who was ranked below the 20th. And this was only the fourth level of the Roc Holy Clan, or even the third. One should know that the Kun Peng Sacred Mountain was the lair of the Roc Holy Clan.
"Who is the one who is playing tricks? Get the hell out here, old ancestor!" A trace of gloominess emerged in the heart of the only Fifth Grade Perfection Semi-saint. He shouted out loudly. To be able to approach him silently without him knowing, the strength of the newcomer might not be any weaker than him. He might even be stronger than the old ancestor. He was definitely a great enemy.
"You want to see me? Old man, you are not qualified enough. Be obedient and become my nourishment for my growth. "
In the next moment. . .
"Rumble. . . "
Heaven and earth shook, and the entire sky seemed to collapse.
A Horrendous Hand that was an unknown number of kilometers long descended from the sky, crushing down towards the group of half-Saints of the Roc Clan.
This large hand was pitch black. This type of black was the essence of darkness, drawing in all light, destroying all hope. It could cover the heavens, covering an entire world.
"Ah! What is that?"
"How is that possible?"
. . .
An ominous feeling of collapsing emerged in the minds of the Roc Holy Clan's Half Saints. Under that Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand, they were like lowly aphids on the ground, unable to summon any Resistance Thoughts. Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud, this terrifying power. . . It gave them the feeling that even their number one expert, the Asura Lord, was far inferior to it.
"Liar. . . Liar! How could there be such a expert in the other side?"
. . .
. . . "Rumble. . . "
The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the sky and grabbed the thirty-eight Demi-Saint Ancestor from the Roc Holy Clan. In an instant, all of their magic power was completely sealed.
With a thought, he sent them into a palace in Palace Of Doro and locked them up temporarily.
These Demi-Saint Ancestor were different from Son Of Qingxuan's group of seven, especially the three Perfection Semi-saint warriors. Any one of them had ten times the Strength of Original Life, or even dozens of times more than Son Of Qingxuan's group of seven. If they really refined these forty-six Demi-Saint Ancestor here, they might be able to reach the half-step Saint realm if they weren't careful.
That would not be good.
To be on the safe side, it was better to wait until they were out of the other side before devouring and refining them.
. . .
"Ah! How could this be?"
"Old Ancestor. . . Old Ancestor and the others. . . They. . . "
"How is this possible? How is this possible? . . . It's not true. This definitely isn't true. "
. . .
Within the Roc Palace, all the pureblood Kunpeng that were struggling with all their might had completely collapsed, and their minds had dispersed. My god! Those are the 46 Demi-Saint Ancestor from the Roc Holy Clan! There were even three mighty Half-Saints amongst them! Even their number one expert, the Asura Lord, would be easily suppressed!
In the end, it was suppressed by that mysterious expert. Was there anything more terrifying than this in this world?
Wuwuwu . . . Could it be that the heavens want my Kun Peng Race to die?
. . .
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
The pure-blooded Kunpeng continuously transformed into numerous Dark Shines that were absorbed into the Heaven Devouring Gourd.
They were completely disheartened. They were unable to unleash the full power of the tenth level, so how could they possibly withstand the Heaven Devouring Gourd's devouring?
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A quarter of an hour later.
Even the Roc Palace soared into the sky and was swallowed by the Heaven Devouring Gourd.
As the headquarters of the Roc Holy Clan in the Saint Alliance, after billions of years of management by the Roc Holy Clan, the Roc Palace had accumulated an unknown amount of natural treasures. Given Yang Fann's character, he would never let go of this opportunity.
Furthermore, the Roc Palace itself was a top grade Quasi-Saint Tool. It was only a step away from breaking through the Saint Tribulation and becoming a true Saint Weapon.
However, in this foreign land, it was impossible to transcend the tribulation and become a Saint Artifact.
With the isolation of the Blood River's Saint Seal, it was impossible for the Thunder Tribulation to descend upon the foreign land. If the Quasi-Saint Tool wanted to advance into a Saint Artifact, it was simply an extravagant hope.
For billions of years, many top grade Quasi-Saint Tools had already reached that step. Unfortunately, they were still unable to receive the Thunder Tribulation, unable to take that final step.
. . .
Two hours later.
Black Ox Valley.
One day in the Saint Clan. The headquarters of the Green Divine Bull Clan in the Saint Alliance.
"Rumble. . . "
Heaven and earth trembled as the purple Heaven Devouring Gourd appeared in the sky above the Green Bull Valley, devouring everything within it.
In the thirty-one Saint Clan, although the Heavenly Green Divine Bull Clan wasn't the weakest, they weren't much weaker. They couldn't be compared to the Roc Holy Clan, or even to the Sun, Moon, and Star Clans.
In the entire Green Bull Valley, there were only eight Half Saints guarding the valley. There was only one Perfection Semi-saint, and he was the most ordinary First Grade Perfection Semi-saint.
Yang Fann didn't even need to do anything. He could easily devour them with the power of the Heaven Devouring Gourd.
. . .
Six hours later.
The Hell Red Sparrows of the Saint Clan followed in the footsteps of the Azure Sky Divine Bulls.
Just like the Heavenly Azure Divine Bulls, the Hell Red Sparrows belonged to the Saint Clan that was ranked below the twenty-fifth.
Their strength was only slightly stronger than the top ten Royal Clans.
They were easily dealt with by Yang Fann.
. . .
Not long after. . . Yang Fann arrived at the headquarters of another foreign race.
However, it wasn't the Saint Clan. It was the headquarters of the top-grade royal family, Ironwall Mantis Clan.
Among the top ten Royal Clans, the Ironwall Mantis Clan was ranked third. Its ranking was even higher than the Sunlight Clan. Even some of the Saint Clan had to be wary of it.
Unfortunately, to Yang Fann, it was just an ant that could be killed at any time.
The five Demi-Saint Ancestor guarding Mount Ironwall were about to come out and make noise when they were captured by Yang Fann.
. . .
Four hours later.
Yang Fann began his journey to the next Saint Clan headquarters.
. . .
The Heavenly Sacred Peak was a top spiritual mountain that was only second to the main peak of the Wan Sheng Mountains, the Myriad Sacred Mountain.
The previous Alliance Masters of the Saint Alliance had lived in this Unique Saint Peak.
Unique Saint Peak. Within a grand hall at the peak of the mountain.
Dozens of old ancestors of the different races had gathered. They were all Perfection Semi-saint warriors, and some of them were even Fourth Grade and above.
At the center of the group of non-human ancestors was a giant gray silkworm that was dozens of feet long. The giant silkworm had a feeling that time was like water, and that time was like the song of a song, giving it a desolate feeling. The endless vicissitudes of life, the vicissitudes of life, and the vicissitudes of time were all within it.
The Silkworm of Time - - One of the foundations of the Heavenly Silkworm Saint Clan, innately controlling the power of time.
However, the power of time was the most mysterious power in the world. Even Saint Sovereign couldn't control it. Although the Silkworm of Time was born with the ability to control the power of time, it couldn't be moved lightly. It could only be used three times in its life. Moreover, it was extremely difficult for the Silkworm of Time to reproduce. It might not even be able to produce a new Silkworm of Time in a hundred million years.
Currently, the Saint Clan only had one Silkworm of Time.
If this matter wasn't too serious and concerned the safety of the other races, and the Saint Alliance had promised to compensate them with a large amount of resources, the master of the Silkworm of Heaven wouldn't be willing to use the Silkworm of Time.
One had to know that this Silkworm of Time had already used the power of time once. If it was used again, there would only be one chance left.
"Swish! Swish!"
The Time Silkworm slowly wriggled as waves of profound power of time emanated from its body.
Very soon, the space around it began to distort, and scenes began to turn in reverse.
Time Backtrack. This was the power of time that the Silkworm of Time controlled.
. . .
"Ah! It was actually him. Damn it, didn't I already warn him not to plunder the resources of Ancestral Land? How dare he act so recklessly? Hmph, I'll go and find him now. "
"Wait! Look! It's Son Of Qingxuan and the others! That little devil is actually with Son Of Qingxuan and the others. . . "
"What? He's the human Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces - Yang Fann. "
. . .