Chapter 644

But before Fang Yu's magic power hand, its strength meant nothing.

The entire fish was imprisoned in empty space; with a flick of Fang Yu's will, a great cauldron appeared in the void.

Both Fang Yu and the brat tasted the ocean's delicacy.

Of course, those few ancient celestial dragon eggs also absorbed vast amounts of Xu Yuan Qi.

"That elder truly can see a hundred li away!"

"This elder's cultivation base must truly have reached the Venerable realm—it's utterly terrifying."

"But this elder is also heading to the Peng Nest—doesn't he fear his power will be suppressed to the Spirit Transformation realm and be killed by others?"

"We don't know, but with this elder here, we'll be much safer when we get there."

The purple-clad girl and the silver-haired girl whispered among themselves, their gazes fixed on Fang Yu filled with shock—they never imagined today's outing would bring such a turn of events.

This was truly unexpected, but it also seemed a good thing.

The large ship moved forward; the Northern Sea teemed with beasts.

Fang Yu even felt the beasts here seemed more numerous than those in the Gui Xu region of the Huang Da World.

In the Gui Xu region of the Huang Da World, no beasts were seen—though demons, countless of them, were present.

But in this world, in the Northern Sea, as they advanced, Fang Yu saw a dense swarm of blue lights rushing toward them; even dozens of li away, countless blue symbols glowed like a meteor shower crashing down.

"It's the Sea Demons!"

The divine servants from the Ancient Shenshan let out shocked cries.

They were creatures with fleshy wings, human torsos, but coiled dragon tails, entirely blue in color, grotesque in appearance—human faces yet bearing fangs jutting from their mouths, terrifyingly fierce.

These beings surged from the sea, all opening their mouths to spew blue runes—tens of thousands of them, tens of thousands of runes, attacking the treasure ship.

The young and old divine servants from the Ancient Shenshan paled; even the divine servants' scalps prickled, for they knew if there were ten thousand of these, it meant a million—or even a hundred million.

Even the powerful elderly divine servants grew anxious; let alone a million, if tens of thousands appeared, they'd all be buried here.

"Little brat, what should we do now?"

Fang Yu's expression remained calm as he asked the little brat.

"Master, my realm is only Spirit Transformation—facing thousands, even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Sea Demons, we can only run."

The little brat spoke with complete confidence.

He could handle a few, but the number of Sea Demons here was too vast to resist.

"The little brat is right—when facing a swarm, low-rank cultivators can't win. But at my realm, dealing with them is no trouble."

Fang Yu gazed at the dense swarm of Sea Demons, raised a finger, and unleashed the Great Cutting Technique.

The empty space a hundred li away shattered like glass, revealing countless cutting runes; within a hundred-li radius, every single Sea Demon was sliced to death in an instant.

The Three Thousand Great Dao—Great Cutting Technique!

It was that terrifying.

This was a great Dao technique for clearing the field—perfect against low-rank hordes.

"My god, what kind of being have we encountered?"

The purple-clad girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What realm is he in? Even a Venerable couldn't annihilate so many Sea Demons at once—could he be a god? A divine being walking among mortals?"

"What kind of being did I offend before? I was utterly foolish—I'm an idiot, and an idiot like me will die easily!"

The green-haired youth, witnessing this, nearly fainted—he finally understood how terrifying the one who spoke to him earlier truly was; he'd been stupid enough to think his status as a being of the Ancient Shenshan let him look down on anyone.

It was too foolish.

If not for that elder sparing him once, he'd be dead already.

Fang Yu remained calm, continuing forward.

The Northern Sea of this world indeed held many demons and beasts, though here demons and beasts were not lumped together—beasts were beasts, demons were demons—but among beast tribes, any with a Venerable realm cultivation base held extremely high status.

In this world, beast tribes could not be hunted on sight.

After traveling a while, a silver shark from the retinue of a beast king—a Venerable—blocked the treasure ship's path.

"This area is forbidden!"

Clearly, the ocean's powerful ones did not wish more people to come to the Northern Sea and claim the Peng's treasure technique.

Fang Yu shook his head.

Again, a Great Cutting Technique sliced through every beast blocking their way.

The Great Cutting Technique, as a great Dao technique, could cut not only the empty space above, but also the empty space over the sea.

With one slash of the Great Cutting Technique, all blockers died instantly.

The purple-clad girl, silver-haired girl, and others felt their scalps prickle.

They had never seen such a terrifying being.

Merely this cutting technique alone seemed far superior to the Peng's treasure technique—why was this elder still seeking the Peng's technique? Wasn't that excessive?

But they dared not speak, only watching Fang Yu slaughter all around them with reverent gazes.

The Great Cutting Technique revealed its invincible, terrifying power in this world.

Before the Great Cutting Technique, none could stand against Fang Yu's party as they plunged deep into the Northern Sea, where they saw a vast, withered cliff rising from the sea—a cliff more majestic than the Ancient Demon Mountain.

On the cliff face lay an ancient bird's nest, simple and unadorned, devoid of runes or divine radiance, yet wreathed in wisps of chaotic energy, profoundly mysterious.

No cultivators had yet entered the Peng Nest, yet the sea surface teemed with beings of every race, their battle cries deafening—all elite warriors out to claim the Peng's treasure technique.

"So many beasts and birds."

Fang Yu shook his head.