1355: C1355 Breaking the Formation and Seizing the Spirit

C1355 Breaking the Formation and Seizing the Spirit

In the blood-red void, there were ruins everywhere. An eye stood between the heaven and earth. It was the Eye of Karma of Yang Fann.

The ritual of the great demon had yet to stop. The blood mist was getting thicker and thicker. It even dripped onto the ground and seeped into the ground. The entire Divine Land was covered in red, and not a single part of it was spared.

One place was dry, and it was dry everywhere.

The mountains, rivers, and seawater that were poured in were all dyed red, and red rain began to fall.

In the sky, Yang Fann blinked his eyes.

"The world of ice and snow."

Yang Fann said coldly, his eyes were filled with coldness.

The world was frozen. The red rain stopped falling, and the plants stopped rotting.

"You can return to where you came from."

"Go against the world and hunt for the heavens."

Yang Fann stretched out his finger and lightly tapped on the main body of the demon god in the center of the red mist. He unleashed his strongest killing move.

This move did not shake the earth, nor did it shatter the earth.

It was as if with just a casual tap, the blood mist dissipated.

The blood mist dissipated, revealing the disbelieving eyes of the Fey God.

He was clearly an arrow at the end of its flight, yet he had broken his killing move with a single finger.

As the massive body of the Diremonster God fell, a bloody hole could be seen on its forehead.

This bloody hole pierced through its entire body.

"If I sever this karma, I will be the only one left in the world."

Yang Fann had used this heaven defying strike to drain ninety percent of his strength, but he didn't even spare a glance at the corpse of the Demon God. He slowly walked into the eye of the formation. Right now, this was the most important thing.

"Well done."

Little Firebird cheered. Little Ling'er and Xiaojiu in their sea of consciousness also revealed happy expressions. Even in the Crime Suppressing Pagoda, the second floor nodded without a trace.

At this point, the Demon God had fallen.

The blood sacrifices of the demons were innumerable. The remaining demons were all small demons, so they were naturally not in Yang Fann's eyes.

The other sects and even their Dao Protectors had been beaten to the ground, and they were unable to stir up any waves.

The remaining people felt that the situation had changed. They could escape, or hide. They knew that the sky had changed.

Yang Fann walked step by step towards the Spirit Seizing Grand Formation, using the last 10% of his strength to wave towards the eye of the formation.

"Thousand Chance Hand."

With one hand disrupting the luck, and the other hand disturbing the universe.

The grand formation shattered and collapsed.

Monstrous spiritual energy rushed into Yang Fann's sea of consciousness.

...

In his sea of consciousness, Little Ling'er stared blankly at a cloud of fog in front of her. She was at a loss for what to do.

Within the Sin Suppressing Tower, on the second floor, he was focused.

"Little Ling'er, extend your hand and touch this mist." Xiaojiu patted her head and comforted her.

Little Ling Er nodded and reached out her hand towards the fog. The fog was split into two, one of her palms penetrated into her body, and the other wrapped around her body, allowing her to float in the air.

"Xiaojiu, I feel so sleepy." After Little Ling'er absorbed the fog, she was still wrapped by it. However, Xiaojiu knew that this was because Little Ling'er couldn't fully absorb this spiritual energy.

"Little Ling'er, you can go back to the Heavenly Court and sleep. Don't be afraid. You'll be fine after you wake up."

"En." As soon as she finished speaking, Little Ling'er was wrapped in mist and entered the Heavenly Court.

Squeak! The door of the Heavenly Court was slammed shut. Xiaojiu tried pushing it, but it didn't budge an inch. A strange expression emerged on his face.

Outside of his divine sense, Yang Fann could only feel the spiritual energy rushing into his divine sense. This spiritual energy had been accumulated since the ancient times. When the Spirit Seizing Formation collapsed, a large part of it followed Little Ling into the Heavenly Court. Another part was constantly refining Yang Fann's body and bloodline. The injuries caused by the great battle were healing at a visible rate.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a great opportunity."

Little Firebird chuckled and teased Yang Fann.

"The spiritual energy in this world is extremely rich. Fortunately, a large portion of it has been absorbed by Little Ling'er. Otherwise, if the entire tribe was in your body, you wouldn't have exploded and died."

"Hehe, think about it. If you die because of this, then you can be considered the first one since ancient times."

"However, even though it is only a small portion, it is still enough for you to break through the star door and reach the Fate Palace. You can even fight against this heavenly tribulation."

Yang Fann rolled his eyes at Little Firebird.

"This world is already unstable. "This isn't the time for tribulation yet. After this battle, the seal of my bloodline seems to have loosened a little."

"I can use this spiritual energy to block this heavenly tribulation."

Little Firebird was shocked by Yang Fann's thoughts. Not to mention blocking the heavenly tribulation, even attracting the heavenly tribulation was a heaven defying thing.

However, Yang Fann cultivated the Invincible Dao. Thus, he sat cross-legged and unsealed the sealed valve to break through.

Monstrous spiritual energy surged from all directions and washed over the thin barrier of the Fate Palace with even more force.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled over from all directions, gathering above Yang Fann.

Accompanied by the rumbling of thunder, countless lightning bolts streaked across the void and finally landed in the dark clouds.

Little Firebird was frightened by what he saw. Even his flesh was twitching.

Yang Fann opened his eyes and raised his head to look at the top of his head.

"Heh, you think you can stop me with this little ability?"

The dark cloud seemed to have heard Yang Fann's mockery. It gathered even faster, and the rumbling of thunder could be heard without an end, as if it was going to shatter this place.

There was only a trace of the barrier left in his Life Palace. Yang Fann knew that after breaking through this barrier, the heavenly tribulation would descend. The time to block the heavenly tribulation had arrived.

"Scatter!"

Yang Fann raised his hand, and the dark clouds above his head seemed to be pulled by countless hands as they spread out uncontrollably in all directions. After that, they gathered again as if they were unwilling to give up. Every time they gathered a little, the color of the dark clouds became deeper.

"Break!"2

Yang Fann shouted. He roared at the barrier of his Life Palace and the clouds of heavenly tribulation.

The dark clouds were finally dispersed by a cloud of fog. The rumbling thunder also stopped. In the blink of an eye, the world became quiet.

Yang Fann stood up and brushed away the dust on his body. He felt the strength in his limbs and looked at himself from inside out.

His sea of consciousness expanded a little, and his bloodline power became purer. He believed that the third seal could be broken in the near future.

"Now I can be considered to have pushed open the door of the strong."

Yang Fann waved his hand. He felt that once he stepped into the level of the Fate Palace, even if he encountered a Demon God... The feeling of the heaven and earth being in his hands was unprecedentedly abundant.

"Let's go, Little Firebird."

"The Divine Land no longer exists. It's time for us to leave."

Yang Fann called out to the little divine bird. The man and the bird were like meteors, disappearing in a flash and leaving the world where the Divine Land was.

However, they didn't know that the moment they left, a tremendous pressure came from the void.

"Who is it!?"

This voice contained surging rage, deafening everyone.

It was as if he could not express his monstrous rage.

Then, a large hand slapped down from the void of space, causing the already dilapidated land of Divine Earth to be smashed into pieces one after another.

If Yang Fann was still here, he would be able to recognize that this was the pressure that came from the void when he first met Ling Er.

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