When Yang Feng saw this scene, his eyes flashed with excitement: "That's quasi-Empyrean rank power!
To be able to promote a Great Holy step ruler to the quasi-Empyrean realm, how fearsome! "
Each quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouse is a pinnacle Great Holy step powerhouse who has taken that step and set foot in the domain of the Empyrean realm.
In theory, 100 quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouses can contend against an Empyrean if they join forces.
But that's just a theory.
Among the Eight Warlock Dynasties, the Transcendent Dynasty has produced the most quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouses, but it only has 36 quasi-Empyreans.
Of the 36 quasi-Empyreans, only seven are human quasi-Empyreans. The rest are powerhouses of different races who were subdued by the Transcendent Lord.
If the Sovereign Monarch can produce 1,000 quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouses, then apart from invincible overlord rank Empyreans, Yang Feng is confident that he can slay the rest of the Empyrean rank powerhouses.
The Sovereign Monarch brandished the Ruler's Whip and whipped a Vajra Ruler.
Countless runes shone, and tremendous power entered the Vajra Ruler.
Countless runes shone on the Vajra Ruler's body, and its fluctuations of power rose steadily. It broke through all the way, and a fearsome aura spread, and it advanced to the quasi-Empyrean rank in one fell swoop.
Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a scorching shade, and he laughed excitedly: "Great!"
After the Phantom Ruler and the Vajra Ruler advanced to the quasi-Empyrean realm, Yang Feng gained two more trump cards.
They are terrifying existences that can reverse the situation at a critical time.
Yang Feng looked at the Sovereign Monarch with a look of expectation, hoping that she can make the other 10 Holy step ruler robots evolve into quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouses.
"The power I accumulated has been exhausted. To make them evolve, I need the following resources.
Maybe after 100 years, one of them can advance to a quasi-Empyrean. "
The Sovereign Monarch shook her head and waved her lily-white hand, and a speck of light entered Yang Feng's hand.
"So many resources are needed?
However, as long as there are enough resources, I can create a steady stream of quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouses. It's too cost-effective. "
Countless streams of data flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. He frowned slightly, then relaxed his eyebrows, and revealed a smile.
Any Quasi Emperor powerhouse was a terrifying existence that could shake the universe, and it was difficult to find a match for them.
On the Eternal Road, the strongest experts among the Eternal Emperor Clans were only peak Great Saints.
A King of Sovereigns could allow a Saint Sovereign to become a Half-Emperor in just a hundred years. This kind of ability was simply heaven-defying.
This meant that in ten thousand years, he would be able to create a hundred Quasi Emperors.
The joint forces of 100 Quasi Emperors was sufficient to crush an ordinary Emperor.
Yang Feng looked at the devastatingly beautiful King of Sovereigns with a scorching shade in his eyes, and he uttered: "Come, let's fight. Let me see what you're capable of."
"Yes!
My lord! "
The Sovereign of Sovereigns smiled sweetly and spread the fingers of a hand, and a huge mechanical sphere appeared. Light of teleportation shot out from the mechanical sphere and enveloped her and Yang Feng.
In an instant, the Sovereign of Sovereigns and Yang Feng appeared in a mysterious space as vast as a starfield.
"This is a spatial world!
It seems that you are very confident that you can withstand my power. "
Yang Feng looked at the vast starfield with enigmatic light in his eyes. At a glance, he saw that the vast and mysterious space is the space inside the level-7 stronghold.
With Yang Feng's current strength, he can destroy stars and destroy a world with a wave of his hand.
A grade 3 plane can hardly withstand his full power.
Since the Sovereign of Sovereigns dared to use the space inside the level-7 stronghold as the battlefield to fight Yang Feng, he naturally has great confidence.
The Sovereign of Sovereigns uttered with a smile: "My lord is about to promote to an Empyrean. This battlefield can no longer bear our fight."
With his intelligence, Yang Feng understood what the Sovereign of Sovereigns implied at once. As a quasi-Empyrean, it is impossible for him to cause irreparable damage to the level-7 stronghold.
"Interesting!
Fourth form! "
Excitement flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. The Armor of Dawn shone brightly, and a blurry projection emerged and merged with him.
A Halberd of the God of Battle appeared in Yang Feng's hand. With the Halberd of the God of Battle, Yang Feng slashed out, and countless Brave Phantoms and battle techniques emerged and barreled towards the Sovereign of Sovereigns.
The Sovereign of Sovereigns smiled sweetly and waved his snow-white right hand, and a mountain of white jade descended from the sky and barreled towards the countless Brave Phantoms.
The mountain of white jade slammed into the countless Brave Phantoms like a meteor, crushed the battle techniques unleashed by the countless Brave Phantoms, and then slammed into Yang Feng and sent him flying 10,000 kilometers away.
"Ha-ha, good!
Good!
Good! "
Although Yang Feng cut a sorry figure, but he laughed heartily, his eyes filled with joy.
The stronger the Sovereign of Sovereigns is, the stronger Yang Feng is.
After testing it, he found that the Sovereign of Sovereigns is unfathomable, far stronger than the seriously injured Red Caltrop Lord.
Moreover, the Sovereign of Sovereigns hasn't used his full strength yet.
Yang Feng looked at the devastatingly beautiful Sovereign of Sovereigns and showed a satisfied smile, saying: "You don't have a name yet, so I will give you one.
From now on, you are called Zero! "
The Sovereign of Sovereigns responded with a smile: "Thank you, my lord!"
Ripples appeared in the starry sky outside God Blood Plane, and a fearsome interstellar fleet emerged.
With a flash of bloody light, the Blood Hair Snake Great Holy flew to the front of the fleet, looked down, smiled coldly, and barked: "True blood kindred true ancestors, come out!
My lord, the Heaven Holy, wants to see you! "
Fearsome sound waves reverberated in God Blood Plane.
"Heaven Holy!"
"The number one powerhouse of the world of Warlocks!"
"The Heaven Holy who is invincible under the Empyrean realm!"
"The Heaven Holy who killed the Empyrean realm expert Red Caltrop Lord!"
"The future Ninth Warlock Emperor of the human race!"
"…"
When the true blood kindred in God Blood Plane heard the voice of the Blood Hair Snake Great Holy, their countenance changed dramatically, and they trembled.
Six kindred powerhouses flew out of the six palaces and floated in the void.
"Greetings, Heaven Holy!"
Each of the six kindred true ancestors is a peerlessly handsome person with extraordinary temperament.
Each true ancestor is a Holy Spirit Warlock rank powerhouse who founded a kindred family with tremendous power.
In many universes, there are their bloodline descendants.
Each of them is a bigwig in the universe.
But at this time, they can only salute Yang Feng respectfully, not daring to make any unusual movements.
"Heaven Holy, I have offended you before.
Please forgive me!
I am willing to offer you 20 Springs of Immortality.
I will also give you all the bloodline descendants of the seventh true ancestor.
Please forgive me!! "
When the Third True Ancestor saw Yang Feng sitting on a luxurious litter atop the flagship, his face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.
Yang Feng glanced at the Third True Ancestor with ridicule in his eyes and said with a cold smile: "You want me to forgive you?
Fine, I'll give you a way out.
Extract every single drop of true blood from your body. "
When they heard this, a chill ran down the backs of the six kindred true ancestors.
True blood is the source of power for true blood kindred. The true blood of a kindred true ancestor is counted in drops.
If the Third True Ancestor's true blood is completely extracted, he will become a cripple and won't live for more than three years.
"Heaven Holy!
Heaven Holy!
I was wrong!
I beg you, please give me a way out!! "
The Third True Ancestor knelt on the ground and begged, cutting a sorry figure.
Yang Feng possesses the Blue Mirror of Fate. Even if the Third True Ancestor escapes to the ends of the earth, he won't be able to escape his pursuit.
Only then did the Third True Ancestor obediently leave the God Blood Plane.
A cold look in his eyes, Yang Feng pointed with a finger, and countless runes flickered and turned into rune chains that stabbed into the Third True Ancestor.
The Third True Ancestor let out miserable screams, and drops of true blood were extracted from his body.
The countenance of the other five true ancestors changed dramatically, but they didn't dare to move.
On Yang Feng's left and right stand the two quasi-Empyrean rank powerhouses, the Flying Crane Great Holy and the Blood Hair Snake Great Holy. If they step in, only death will await them.
"Heaven Holy, give me some face and stop!
During the great tribulation, we should unite against the outside world instead of fighting each other. "
Along with a sigh, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes exuding quasi-Empyrean rank breath stepped out of the void and walked to in front of Yang Feng.
Yang Feng glanced at the Second True Ancestor with frigid killing intent in his eyes, and he uttered frigidly: "Second True Ancestor, are you trying to make an enemy out of me by standing in my way?"
The Second True Ancestor uttered: "Heaven Holy, you are invincible!
Without an Empyrean, no one is your opponent in a one-on-one fight.
However, no matter how strong you are, you're just one person.
When the universe barrier breaks, countless powerhouses of the Gumana Universe will pour into this universe, and you'll need helpers.
As long as you let the Third True Ancestor go, we true blood kindred can become your most loyal ally. "
"Unfortunately, he's already dead!"
Yang Feng smiled faintly and flicked his finger, and the Third True Ancestor turned into ashes that scattered with the wind.
Drops of true blood flew into Yang Feng's hand and radiated resplendent light.
Every drop of true blood of the Third True Ancestor is extremely precious.
If all of it is used on a human Warlock, it will take less than 100 years to cultivate a true blood kindred Holy Spirit Warlock rank bloodline.