Invincible Bloodline

C3263 The Big Ending



C3263 The Big Ending

0The Holy Land of Thunder.    

    

In the eyes of Lei Xiao and the elders of Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land, Yang Ye was no different from a dead man.    

    

After all, potential was only potential.    

    

Before it was converted into true strength, everything was fake.    

    

No matter what kind of monster Yang Ye had, it was absolutely impossible for him to go against a peak Dao King.    

    

He had never thought that there would be such a shocking reversal at that critical moment.    

    

Along with a roar like Devil God's, Hall Lord, who had pressured them until they could not breathe, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.    

    

The terrifying aura of a Middle Rank Top-Level Dao King was rapidly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

The divine body was covered in criss-crossing cracks, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.    

    

Horrifying Desolate Qi was like maggots that clung to the bones. No matter how hard the Immortal Force of Hall Lord tried to wash it away, it would be difficult for it to heal.    

    

"Buzz. . . "    

    

A ripple appeared in the space. A person appeared out of thin air. He was a middle-aged devil general wearing a black Qilin armor. His body was surrounded by dense Devil Qis. As he stood there, the entire continent of the Nine Provinces seemed to tremble slightly. Every action he made caused people to feel an instinctive fear.    

    

"Hiss. . . This power. . . This power. . . Bang! Top rank Dao Kings, at least top rank Dao Kings. . . . . . . "    

    

Lei Xiao said. All the Dao Kings and elders sucked in a breath of cold air. Even a high-ranked Dao King wouldn't be able to injure Hall Lord so easily.    

    

Gulp! Gulp! * This man. . . Who on earth was this person?    

    

Could it be. . . Could it really be for the sake of. . . . . .    

    

Recalling what Devil God had just said, a terrifying thought emerged in Lei Xiao's mind.    

    

But soon, doubt flashed across Lei Xiao's eyes.    

    

They had investigated Yang Ye's background and background thoroughly. However, he was born in a small family in the Heavenly Thunder Domain. The strongest person in the family was a low level Dao King. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to have any connection with that sort of ultimate expert.    

    

A top level Dao King, let alone the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land that had fallen into decline. Even at its peak, they were existences that they needed to look up to.    

    

If Yang Ye really had such a great figure as his backing, he wouldn't need to join their Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land.    

    

Or was it because we heard wrongly just now?    

    

That mighty figure had a grudge with Hall Lord Huntian to begin with. It was only because of this meeting that he appeared here.    

    

Right at this moment. . . . . .    

    

The middle-aged devil general took a step forward and arrived in front of Yang Ye. He bent his right leg, knelt down on one knee, and said to Yang Ye with a humble expression, "Young master, what should we do with this evil woman?"    

    

"Young. . . Young master! Really, it wasn't my imagination just now. That top rank Dao King really came for Yang Ye. "    

    

Lei Xiao thought in his heart. He finally believed that unbelievable reality.    

    

Disguise! The so-called Jade River Yang family was Yang Ye's disguise.    

    

But what was his real background?    

    

Could he be the son of the legendary Great Ancient God Hong Meng?    

    

Unknowingly, a hint of regret appeared in Daoist King Lei Xiao's heart.    

    

To be able to control a top rank Dao King. . . This was not something an ordinary Great Ancient God of Primordial Chaos could do. It was very likely that it was one of the hundred strongest Great Ancient Gods of Primordial Chaos, or perhaps even stronger.    

    

If their Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land could board this ship and return to the Primordial Chaos Continent, it would be a piece of cake.    

    

But now, such a huge ship was pushed out just like that.    

    

Regret!    

    

If they had known that Yang Ye had such a terrifying background, they would have protected him no matter what.    

    

No matter how much they had to pay for it, they wouldn't hesitate to do so.    

    

It was all Yang Ye's fault. Why didn't you tell us earlier that you have such a background?    

    

Why did you pretend to be a big tail wolf?    

    

Now, let us be that evil person for nothing.    

    

. . .    

    

In the sky.    

    

"Uncle Jiuhuang, kill him!"    

    

Yang Ye didn't even glance at Lei Xiao, whose face was constantly changing, and ordered Devil God. His voice was calm, as if he wasn't killing the high and mighty top Dao King, but a lowly aphid.    

    

"Yes, young master. "    

    

"No, my old ancestor is the great reverend of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace's Hall of Worship, Dao King Yu Chang. If you dare to hurt me, the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace will definitely not divorce you! "Huntian Hall Lord's facial expression changed dramatically. He no longer cared about hiding anything, and hastily brought out his backer.    

    

He could tell that Yang Ye really wanted his life.    

    

" As expected, the rumors weren't baseless. This Huntian Hall Lord really has something to do with the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace. It seems like his life has been saved. "    

    

Lei Xiao and the other elders were stunned. They looked at the Chaos Heavens Hall Lord with envy.    

    

There was an emperor standing behind the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace. Not to mention the heir of Great Ancient God Hong Meng, even if Great Ancient God Hong Meng came personally, he wouldn't dare to kill him.    

    

To His Majesty, Great Ancient God Hong Meng was nothing more than an ant.    

    

A short period of eight hundred cycles was nothing to Great Dao Kings like them.    

    

The terrifying phenomena of the Origin Ancestor falling time and time again were still vivid in their minds.    

    

"Primeval Chaos Dao Palace?"    

    

Yang Ye's mouth cracked open as he murmured.    

    

"That's right. My old ancestor is the great reverend of Primeval Chaos Dao Palace. "    

    

Mixed Heaven Hall Lord nodded his head and admitted it. He finally felt relieved. Since this little bastard knew the name of Primeval Chaos Dao Palace, it was unlikely that he would continue to kill him.    

    

"So what?" Yang Ye said with disdain, "Uncle Jiu Huang, kill him!"    

    

"Ah. . . No. . . "    

    

Mixed Heaven Hall Lord was so shocked that he couldn't believe his ears. Lei Xiao, Dao King and the others weren't any better either. All of them were dumbfounded. Did this Yang Ye really understand what the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace meant? That was the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace where the king lived.    

    

"Aphids! Die!"    

    

That Devil God called Jiu Huang had a ferocious look on his face, and he felt even funnier in his heart. He actually used the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace to threaten the young master of his family. This was ridiculous.    

    

He would never think about his young master's surname.    

    

That was the surname of Yang!    

    

"No. . . Really? Really, they really want to kill me. " Chaos Heaven Hall Lord's heart was beating crazily, and he let out a hysterical wail, "No, save me, Old Ancestor! Save me!"    

    

"Buzz. . . "    

    

The Void distorted and formed a Space Wormhole.    

    

A man stepped out from it. He was a dignified middle-aged man wearing a blue robe. He was somewhat similar to Hall Lord from the Chaos Heavens.    

    

"Boom. . . "    

    

A terrifying pressure from a top rank Dao King swept out in all directions with the man as the center.    

    

The newcomer was none other than the Old Ancestor of the Chaos Heavens Hall Lord, the Great Master of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace's Worship Hall, Dao King Yu Chang.    

    

"Who dares to hurt my grandson? . . . "    

    

Dao King Yuchang's voice was cold, lofty, and insufferably arrogant.    

    

"Worthy of being the great reverend of Primeval Chaos Dao Palace, truly terrifying!"    

    

"It seems like this matter will end here. "    

    

. . .    

    

Lei Xiao and the others muttered in their hearts. With the arrival of Dao King Yuchang, no matter how uninhibited Yang Ye was, he had to give the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace's great reverends some face.    

    

. . .    

    

"Ah. . . Lord Jiuhuang, it's you!"    

    

Suddenly, the previously insufferably arrogant Dao King Yuchang's expression changed abruptly. His entire person was like a mouse that had seen a cat. His eyes were filled with fear and unease.    

    

. . .    

    

The Great Chaos of the Nine States. Heavenly Thunder Region, Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land.    

    

"No. . . This. . . How is this possible?"    

    

"I. . . I'm not dreaming, am I? How could Dao King Yuchang be?"    

    

. . .    

    

Daoist King Lei Xiao and the rest of the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Grounds' Dao Kings widened their eyes in disbelief.    

    

Was. . . Was this still the Dao King Yuchang they knew?    

    

Not only was he a top rank Dao King, he was also a great consecrate of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace's Worship Hall.    

    

His status was so noble that it was comparable to many Primordial Chaos Great Gods, perhaps even greater.    

    

Even the top one hundred Ancient Gods of Great Primordial Chaos had to give them some face. How could he have such an attitude?    

    

On the other hand, Chaos Heaven Hall Lord found it even harder to accept what was happening, and his mind was on the verge of collapsing.    

    

No. . . This was not true. It's not real. I don't believe it. I don't believe it.    

    

. . .    

    

In the air.    

    

Bean-sized beads of sweat continuously dripped down from Dao King Yuchang's forehead.    

    

This bastard was trying to kill him!    

    

That was Lord Jiuhuang, the number one general under His Majesty. As early as 500 years ago, under the grace of His Majesty. . . He had taken that step and become one of the most powerful Ancient Gods. Now that many of the most powerful Ancient Gods had been killed and destroyed by His Majesty, Lord Nine Desolates was the indisputable second expert. Not only was he the great reverend of Primeval Chaos Dao Palace, he was also the master of the Dao Palace, Dao Ancestor Of Primeval Chaos. He would never dare to provoke Lord Jiuhuang.    

    

In terms of kinship, Lord Jiuhuang was the trusted general of His Majesty. He had been following His Majesty since the Primordial Era. In terms of strength, Even if all the Primeval Chaos Dao Palaces of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace were combined, they were still no match for Lord Nine Desolates.    

    

A mere Middle Rank Top-Level Dao King actually dared to offend Lord Nine Desolates. Even if he was courting death, this wasn't the way to seek death.    

    

"Lord Nine Desolates, this is a misunderstanding. All of this is a misunderstanding. " Dao King Yuchang forced a smile as he apologized to the Nine Desolate Origin Ancestor, "Evil woman, kneel down. "    

    

If not for the fact that this evil creature was one of the two top Dao Kings among his descendants, he would have given up on the Evil Flower.    

    

Top Dao Kings were different from others. Even with his foundation and abilities, it was extremely difficult for him to nurture a top Dao King.    

    

If he were to give up on this bastard, their clan would suffer a great loss. It was not an exaggeration to say that it would shake the foundation of their clan.    

    

"Peng!"    

    

Without any hesitation, Chaos Heavens Hall Lord bent his knees and knelt down.    

    

All his pride and self-respect had been forgotten by him.    

    

Even the old ancestor could only apologize and beg for mercy. How could he dare to continue resisting?    

    

In his heart, he cursed Unfilial Son even more. How could he give birth to such a b * stard?    

    

If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have let Unfilial Son live even if he had to give it his all.    

    

Wasn't he just a son? To a certain extent, the creatures he had created with his mighty magical power were very different from his children.    

    

"Misunderstanding? Do you know what mistake this little beauty made?"    

    

The voice of the Nine Desolate Origin Ancestor was cold and chilling.    

    

Dao King Yuchang's heart skipped a beat. An extremely uneasy feeling swept through his heart.    

    

Could it be that this evil creature didn't just provoke Lord Nine Desolate?    

    

Right at this moment: . . .    

    

Yang Ye, who was standing behind them, frowned and revealed a hint of impatience. "Jiuhuang, why aren't you attacking?!"    

    

"What?"    

    

Dao King Yuchang's pupils constricted. He felt as if he was hearing things.    

    

Lord Jiuhuang. . . Apart from his Majesty and his family, he was the most respected person in the entire Hong Meng Realm.    

    

How was that possible? Someone was ordering him as if he was a servant?    

    

He. . . Could he be? Could it be. . . . . . . . .    

    

Suddenly, Dao King Yuchang's expression changed. A terrifying thought flashed through his Sea of Consciousness.    

    

"Young master, I'll attack now. "    

    

"Young. . . Young master, Zhen! It's really that person! . . . "    

    

Dao King Yuchang felt the world spin, and he almost fell from the sky.    

    

F * ck, this f * ck!    

    

Just what did I do to let you down? Why did I need you to set me up like this?    

    

In the next second. . . . . .    

    

"Bang. . . "    

    

Dao King Yuchang's knees went soft, and he fell to his knees, his head pounding like garlic. "Your Highness, you have to be clear that all of this is the fault of this little bastard. It's all his fault. It has nothing to do with this little bastard!"    

    

As he spoke.    

    

He didn't even wait for the Nine Desolate Origin Ancestor to make a move. Dao King Yuchang struck out his palm towards the Chaos Heavens Hall Lord.    

    

He didn't show any mercy, he just killed his own kin.    

    

"Ah. . . No. . . Ancestor, please don't. . . "    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The heavens and the earth split apart!    

    

The heavily wounded and dying Chaos Heaven Hall Lord exploded like a balloon that was inflated with air, turning into powder.    

    

Even his indestructible true spirit was forcefully stripped of the Great Primordial Dao and obliterated.    

    

. . .    

    

"Wipe. . . Wipe. . . Wipe him out. Blackheaven Hall Lord has been completely wiped out just like that. This. . . This. . . . . . . . . "    

    

Lei Xiao was horrified. Not only was his body and soul destroyed, even his true spirit was completely destroyed. This was a true death, and there was no chance of him being reborn.    

    

How much fear was needed to make Dao King Yu Chang attack so ruthlessly?    

    

Hiss. . . Mighty Ancient God, could it be that Yang Ye was a descendant of the Mighty Ancient God?    

    

In an instant, endless regret engulfed Dao King Lei Xiao's soul once more.    

    

At this moment, he truly had the heart to kill all the elders.    

    

If it wasn't for them being afraid of death and constantly instigating him to hand Yang Ye over. . .    

    

How could he abandon Yang Ye so easily?    

    

In the beginning, he was prepared to protect Yang Ye with all his might.    

    

The strongest Ancient God was a supreme expert second only to that Emperor.    

    

If their Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land had a supreme Ancient God as their backing, it would only be a matter of time before they could surpass their peak and become a new top-class faction, much less return to the Hong Meng Continent.    

    

Unfortunately, all of this had been cut off by those short-sighted fellows.    

    

These bastards! Why didn't they die!?    

    

. . .    

    

In the sky.    

    

Yang Ye's gaze shifted and landed on Dao King Yuchang. He was like a high and mighty god, judging all life.    

    

Daoist King Yuchang's heart jumped to his throat, and cold sweat poured down uncontrollably.    

    

At this moment, his cultivation base as a top rank Dao King seemed to have vanished into thin air. He was just a mortal silently waiting for his judgment.    

    

"For the sake of the Dao Palace, I'll spare your life. " Without waiting for Dao King Yu Chang to heave a sigh of relief, Yang Ye changed the topic and said, I will spare your life. " However, the death penalty is exempt, and the crime cannot be avoided. Cripple your own cultivation base, and watch from the sidelines!"    

    

. . .    

    

. . . "What? To make Dao King Yu Chang cripple his own cultivation, and even demote him to a low ranking official of the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace, no, this is impossible. Dao King Yu Chang will never agree to it. "    

    

Abandoning the chariot to protect the commander, destroying the family with justice, and killing Hall Lord was the limit.    

    

Letting Dao King Yuchang cripple his own cultivation base, this was completely challenging the bottom line of Dao King Yuchang.    

    

All of them, the kings of the Great Dao, were the masters of hundreds of thousands of Yan Ji. Their familial love had long been indifferent, and the only one they truly attached importance to was themselves.    

    

Killing the outstanding junior, Hall Lord, and crippling his own cultivation were two completely different concepts.    

    

Unless the most powerful Ancient God came personally, it would be a matter of life and death. However, Yang Ye was only the son of the supreme Ancient God, and Dao King Yuchang would never compromise.    

    

With his cultivation as a peak Dao King, Although he wasn't a match for Great Ancient God Hong Meng, if he wanted to escape, he had a high chance of escaping.    

    

But soon, Daoist King Lei Xiao and the others' expressions changed once more.    

    

Dao King Yuchang's face turned pale, and his aura began to plummet. He was much weaker than Dao King Lei Xiao.    

    

"Ah. . . Gao. . . High rank Dao King. . . Dao King Yuchang, he. . . He really. . . He really crippled his own cultivation! This. . . This. . . "    

    

Lei Xiao and the others all sucked in a breath of cold air. The shock in their hearts was no longer something that could be described with words.    

    

One sentence, just one sentence.    

    

Dao King Yuchang actually. . . Just. . .    

    

No. . . That's not right. Yang Ye was definitely not a descendant of the supreme Ancient God.    

    

Could it be. . . Could it be that he was. . . ?    

    

Suddenly, a terrifying thought appeared in Lei Xiao's Dao King Sea of Consciousness.    

    

Apart from his son, he really couldn't think of a second possibility. Furthermore, Yang Ye's surname was also Yang. How could there be such a coincidence?    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

Lei Xiao took a step forward and tried his best to salvage the relationship between him and Yang Ye, "Your Highness, everything just now was a misunderstanding. The Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land will never give up on anyone. . . . "    

    

"Uncle Jiu Huang, let's go. "    

    

Yang Ye didn't even look at Lei Xiao. It was a misunderstanding. Did he really think that Yang Ye was an idiot?    

    

It was already his benevolence that he didn't take revenge on the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land.    

    

He still wanted to borrow his power to stand at the peak of Hong Meng? Dream on!    

    

"Ah. . . Your Highness. . . . . . "    

    

Lei Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something else. Unfortunately, Yang Ye was nowhere to be seen.    

    

In an instant, Lei Xiao seemed to have aged a lot, as if he had stepped into the gates of hell.    

    

Losing Yang Ye not only destroyed their hope of rising, but also the future of the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land.    

    

Yang Ye was kind and didn't bother with them.    

    

But that didn't mean that the other powers wouldn't deal with their Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land.    

    

Once today's matter was spread to the public, there would be many expert forces suppressing their Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land.    

    

Putting aside everything else, the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace would be the first to not let the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land go.    

    

A top rank Dao King, even in the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace, had the highest combat strength.    

    

The decline of the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land, and even its complete destruction, was a foregone conclusion.    

    

. . .    

    

The Heavenly Thunder Sacred Land had nothing to do with Yang Ye.    

    

After leaving the Heavenly Thunder Dominion, Yang Ye changed his appearance and continued to venture into the great chaos of the Nine Prefectures.    

    

. . .    

    

An era. One hundred eras. . . Ten thousand eras. . . One million eras. . . . . .    

    

. . .    

    

Time passed quickly. Thirty million eras had passed.    

    

The Spiritual Martial Hongmeng.    

    

This was the Hongmeng in Yang Fann's body.    

    

After 800 Yan Ji cycles, the Hong Meng inside Yang Fann's body had completely formed.    

    

Hong Meng Heavenly Palace.    

    

Yang Fann sat at the top of the main seat. Below him, the Nine Desolate Origin Ancestor knelt on the ground with a face full of remorse and guilt.    

    

"My Lord, I am useless. Protecting the young master is not beneficial to me. Please punish me, my Lord. "    

    

In the past 30 million eras, Yang Ye had visited the 3,000 Great Chaotic Realms. After that, he had gone to war in the Small Chaos.    

    

A few days ago, both of them had arrived in the Small Chaos. Initially, they thought that there wouldn't be a single Great Venerable in the Small Chaos, and that there wouldn't be anything in it. They never thought that their young master would mysteriously disappear right in front of their eyes.    

    

After that, no matter what methods he used, he couldn't find any clues.    

    

"Jiuhuang, what happened to Ye'er?"    

    

You Nuo, who was standing beside Yang Fann, stood up in an instant with an anxious look on her face.    

    

In the past 800 eras, although Yang Fann had been working hard, the higher his cultivation base, the more difficult it was for him to reproduce, especially someone like Yang Fann, who was in charge of Hongmeng. Up until now, only You Nuo had a son like Yang Ye.    

    

Although Dongfang Xue and the others didn't say much, the anxiety on their faces didn't reduce by much. They also regarded Yang Ye as their own son.    

    

They really held him in their mouths, afraid that he would melt. They held him in their hands, afraid that he would fall.    

    

"Nine Desolates, get up first!" Yang Fann's voice was calm, not a trace of panic visible.    

    

In the next second. . . . . .    

    

"Hum. . . "    

    

His eyes shone brightly. The river of fate, time and space.    

    

A few breaths later, a faint smile emerged on Yang Fann's face, "Ye'er is indeed a good opportunity. You Nuo, you all can rest assured that Ye'er is fine. When he returns, our Yang family will have another Hongmeng controller. . . . "    

    


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