Chapter 627

The disciples on Luodang Peak were stunned, as if they couldn't believe Fang Yu knew the Great Cut Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao.

The male and female disciples of Shengjifeng were overjoyed.

"Excellent, truly excellent! Brother Fang Yu knows a Three Thousand Great Dao—now Zhang Jin is at a disadvantage!"

"The Three Thousand Great Dao are supreme arts beyond the Supreme Divine Arts. Though we, as disciples of Shen Sect, have cultivated some Supreme Divine Arts, obtaining even one of the Three Thousand Great Dao is nearly impossible—each carries infinite power; mastering just one grants invincibility under heaven!"

"Sister Anru is truly remarkable—she found us a supreme genius from Shengjifeng who cultivates the Three Thousand Great Dao!"

The male and female disciples of Shengjifeng were elated, as if already seeing their newly arrived senior brother sweep the world.

As for Fang Qingxue, she still watched the scene ahead, a faint smile on her face.

Is the Great Cut Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao enough to shock these disciples so deeply?

If Brother Yu unleashed the Great Five Elements Technique, the Great Catastrophe Technique, the Great Origin Technique, the Great Star Technique, or the Great Divine Sealing Technique, wouldn't everyone in the arena be stunned into breathless silence?

Of course, Fang Qingxue knew that if Brother Yu truly revealed the Great Five Elements Technique or the Great Catastrophe Technique, every peak master of Kanlishen Sect would rush out to fight over such a Dao.

Among the Three Thousand Great Dao, the top ten, if cultivated even one more, can cause essential transformations in beings of the Longevity Secret Realm.

Though many peak masters of Kanlishen Sect have reached the fifth, sixth, or even seventh layer of the Longevity Secret Realm, none have the qualifications to obtain the Great Five Elements Technique or the Great Catastrophe Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Thus, merely unleashing the Great Cut Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao has already shaken the arena.

"Die!"

At that moment, Zhang Jin unleashed a Great Cut Technique to block Fang Yu's, then rapidly changed his hand seals—a mysterious light of cutting force shot forth, while his hand moved, unleashing countless slashing qi that surged and swallowed the air, covering all directions.

"Be careful! That's his Supreme Divine Art: the Two Yin-Yang Divine Slash Blade!"

Yang Anru warned.

Ding.

Fang Yu's expression remained calm—he unleashed another Great Cut Technique; the terrifying cutting force clashed directly with the blade qi of the Two Yin-Yang Divine Slash Blade in midair, exploding in a deafening boom.

Then Fang Yu moved again, suddenly unleashing three hundred and sixty cutting forces.

Each cutting force was a terrifying Great Cut Technique, activated by Fang Yu in a thousandth of a moment—dense waves of cutting Xu Yuan Qi crushed the void, completely enveloping Zhang Jin beneath the cutting forces.

Facing Zhang Jin, Fang Yu did not use any other Great Dao techniques—he was holding back.

He could not reveal the Five Emperors Canopy before so many eyes; though it would be satisfying, it would inevitably draw recognition from experts, which would be undesirable.

Fang Yu had only activated two Great Dao techniques here: one was the terrifyingly powerful Great Cut Technique, and the other was the Great Origin Technique.

The Three Thousand Great Dao—the Great Origin Technique—when all nine brain seas activate magic power, the flow of magic power and the speed of thought far surpass ordinary cultivators by countless times.

This is a hidden cultivation of the Dao, its power still boundless and terrifying.

"What? So fast?"

Zhang Jin had just unleashed his cultivated Supreme Divine Art to kill Fang Yu, when he saw countless cutting forces surge forth in a thousandth of a moment—dense, crisscrossing, slicing through space. In that thousandth of a moment, he barely managed to activate his lower-grade Dao artifact armor; the dense cutting forces struck him, making the armor spin wildly, its spirit dazed and confused.

The next instant, Fang Yu strode forward, appearing before Zhang Jin in an instant; his hand shot out, channels of the Azure Earth Sky-Blocking Hand and the Star Plucking Hand flowing—suddenly snatching the lower-grade Dao artifact armor from Zhang Jin's body, its spirit trembling beneath Fang Yu's grasp.

"Damn it! You've stripped my lower-grade Dao artifact—I'll kill you!"

At this critical moment, Zhang Jin roared; countless divine lights surged from his body, forming a dreamlike landscape, and he vanished within it.

"Be careful! That's his other Three Thousand Great Dao—the Great Dream Technique!"

Yang Anru shouted sharply: "Retreat immediately!"

"The Great Dream Technique?"

At this moment, Fang Yu himself seemed trapped in a dream—everywhere was mist, nothing visible.

He had been fighting Zhang Jin, but now his world held only himself; with a single thought, anything he imagined appeared around him.

For instance, when he thought of Fang Qingxue, Sister Qingxue appeared before him.

If he thought of Fang Han, Fang Han appeared.

If he thought of Feng Baiyu, the Yuhua Sect's supreme master, Feng Baiyu, appeared.

This was the Great Dream Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao.

The ultimate expression of the Dream Dao.

Though the Great Dream Technique cannot instantly kill, in battle every instant is precious—any delay can shift victory or defeat.

"Hahaha! This new disciple of Shengjifeng has fallen victim to our senior brother's Great Dream Technique!"

"He's finished—completely finished! Trapped in the Great Dream Technique on the battlefield, our senior brother can now manipulate him at will!"

"Hmph! Senior Brother Zhang Jin doesn't know just one Dao—he's a genius born of heaven! Since entering the Cultivation World, he's had countless fortuitous encounters. Besides the Great Cut Technique, he also obtained the Great Dream Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao. With these two Dao techniques, he ranks among the top in the 365 chief disciples of Shen Sect. This new disciple of Shengjifeng is decent—but now he's finished!"

"Senior Brother is a supreme genius who obtained two Three Thousand Great Dao techniques—now this man is utterly finished."

The disciples of Luodang Peak, seeing their senior brother unleash the legendary Great Dream Technique, were all ecstatic.

But on Shengjifeng's side, Yang Anru's face turned solemn—she knew Zhang Jin cultivated the Great Dream Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao, but she hadn't expected that after Fang Yu's flawless use of the Great Cut Technique, he would close in—now he was immediately at a disadvantage.

She was about to help, when Zhang Jin's face twisted into a cruel expression—he unleashed dozens of Great Cut Techniques, slashing fiercely toward Fang Yu.

"I already told you—cross me, and whether in heaven or earth…"

His words were unfinished when Fang Yu's body vanished again—next appearing behind Zhang Jin, he unleashed a heavy punch.

Each of his punches, if unleashed at full power, carried the strength of an Ancient Celestial Dragon; even now, without full power, it was more than Zhang Jin could withstand.

Zhang Jin was struck as if heavily—his meridians shattered instantly, his mind collapsed, his heavenly manifestation cracked severely, and he lay on the brink of death.

Fang Yu's spirit surged directly into Zhang Jin's mind, instantly acquiring the cultivation method of the Great Dream Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Simultaneously, his hand shot out, snatching a hundred-treasure pouch from Zhang Jin's body.

"Hmph, you thought your Great Dream Technique could trap me in illusion? Foolish fantasy. I won't kill you today—only strip your cultivation base, reduce you to a crawling dog."

Fang Yu's voice echoed through the arena; he stepped forward, ascending into the void.

His gaze swept the surroundings—everyone was stunned into silence.

Only Fang Qingxue nodded slightly, as if this outcome was entirely reasonable.

"I said it before—before Brother Yu, he's nothing but a clay chicken and broken porcelain."