Chapter 925

Not bad, Immortal Body.

Fang Yu could clearly perceive Gu Dao's realm; he had cultivated from the Wan Shou realm to the Immortal Body, his body brimming with immense magic power—likely at least thirty Long Zhili.

A peerless prodigy, the genius among geniuses.

Such a being, even among the Thousand Great Worlds, stands among the elite of Immortal Bodies.

"Hmph!"

Several peak masters cast vicious glares at Fang Yu, as if trying to crush him with overwhelming pressure.

The Shengjifeng master, a young girl, emitted dense laws and principles that instantly blocked all gazes.

Fang Yu's heart stirred—he had severely punished the top disciples of several peaks last time at a ruin site, and now those peak masters remembered him; he must be cautious.

Although the Shen Sect's rules forbid elders from interfering in disciples' grudges, once cultivation reaches the fifth or sixth level of Immortality, covert schemes must be guarded against.

"Ladies and gentlemen…"

The Wushang Sect master of Kanlishen Sect spoke; his voice was deep and resonant, like a great bell or temple gong, stirring the soul—everyone who heard it felt invigorated, even Fang Yu felt the sound enter his body, transforming into a warm current that nourished his flesh, leaving him in profound comfort.

This was an extremely powerful supreme technique.

"The Master's Great Blessing Art has grown even stronger—just by speaking, he empowers all disciples; what fortune these disciples have."

One peak master, seeing this, praised with admiration.

"Great Blessing Art? Another great Dao technique."

Fang Yu's heart stirred—indeed, those who reached the eighth level of Immortality all had great fortunes.

The Three Thousand Great Dao, Great Blessing Art—this Dao technique greatly aids disciples' cultivation, far surpassing the Blessing Art Fang Yu had once cultivated; now, wielded by the Wushang Sect master at the eighth level of Immortality, even a single word could empower disciples' cultivation—truly formidable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Cide Assembly, held once every sixty years, is about to begin. According to the customs of our great worlds, all disciples under one thousand years of age may participate in this Doufa Assembly. This time, our Shen Sect disciples must bring glory to our Men Sect—you are geniuses among geniuses, elites among elites, and must secure supreme honor for our sect."

The master's voice echoed through the void, reaching every disciple's ears; each instantly felt their spirit surge with determination, eager to immediately battle young masters from other great worlds, defeat their opponents, and win glory.

"This assembly is grander than ever before; the sect places extremely important emphasis on it, and the rewards are abundant. Your first victory grants you one thousand merit points; your second, two thousand; your third, four thousand; your fourth, eight thousand; and so on. If you win the championship of this grand war among the great worlds, the merit points you receive will exceed your imagination!"

A Taishang Elder spoke, announcing the assembly's reward system.

Wow.

Instantly, every Kanlishen Sect disciple's face lit up with ecstatic excitement—this assembly was offering such vast merit points, deeply stimulating them.

In the Shen Sect, merit points were an absolute treasure; with enough, one could obtain all manner of treasures—Pure Yang Pills, heavenly wonders, supreme techniques, various magic treasures, even Dao artifacts—lower and middle-grade Dao artifacts could be exchanged for if one had sufficient merit points.

"Good, I didn't expect the Shen Sect would spend so lavishly this time, offering so many merit points."

Fang Yu's mood also grew excited—one victory granted one thousand merit points, two granted two thousand, three granted four thousand, four granted eight thousand, five granted sixteen thousand, six granted thirty-two thousand, seven granted sixty-four thousand.

If he truly won continuously, securing dozens of victories, how many merit points would that be?

With merit points, he would have countless Pure Yang Pills.

"Enough. According to the hour, the masters from those great worlds are nearly here—let us go to greet them."

The Wushang Sect master spoke again.

Immediately after his words, a thunderous boom shook heaven and earth; the entire Kanlishen Sect vibrated with a low hum.

Clearly, a supreme being had arrived.

The Kanlishen Sect master simply waved his hand, revealing a vast spatial wormhole; he stepped forward first, then the Taishang Elders, peak masters, and disciples followed in sequence, arriving outside the Shanmen.

At the Shanmen of Kanlishen Sect, auroras filled the air everywhere, and powerful figures abounded—within glowing clusters, heroes from various great worlds appeared.

"Look, those are the masters of the Holy Light Great World—each radiating light like miniature suns. In this great world, every powerful disciple cultivates the Great Light Art of the Three Thousand Great Dao; their light can destroy all magic. Today's leader is the ancient elder of the Holy Light Great World, Ancestor Xuan Jie, who has cultivated to the Chaos Hole realm."

Some Kanlishen Sect disciples, having attended several assemblies before, recognized the leader of the Holy Light Great World.

Fang Yu gazed and saw the leader surrounded by boundless light, yet within the radiance emerged a solemn figure—a middle-aged man, standing tall with a square, imposing face, exuding overwhelming authority, clearly a long-standing superior.

Within his body seemed boundless celestial Xu Yuan Qi, endless light, making him appear like an ancient star as he stood in the void.

Powerful—truly powerful.

The leader of the Holy Light Great World was clearly an extremely powerful ancient elder.

"And over there—those are the masters of the Wuwang Great World. Wuwang Great World is also among the top ten of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, producing countless outstanding talents who cultivate the Great Wuwang Art of the Three Thousand Great Dao. Today's leader is another ancient elder of the eighth level of Immortality and Chaos Hole realm—Wang Nian Ancestor—who has led delegations many times."

Another's gaze turned to the other side, where hundreds of thousands of cultivators wore strange Dao robes; upon seeing them, Kanlishen Sect disciples felt an uneasy emotion rise within them.

Wuwang—unwarranted disaster, unwarranted desire.

The Wuwang Dao robes worn by Wuwang Great World disciples could stir the emotions of other cultivators, filling their hearts with unwarranted thoughts and drastically altering their mental state.

And the Three Thousand Great Dao, Great Wuwang Art, ranks among the top twenty of the Three Thousand Great Dao; ordinary disciples encountering it could not even focus their minds or summon magic power to fight.

The Three Thousand Great Dao, Great Wuwang Art—indeed terrifying.

"Look, those cultivators from that great world have bodies of iron and steel, more like martial artists than cultivators, yet their strength is terrifying—they are the masters of the Zhen Gang Great World. This great world ranks fifteenth; its people cultivate the Great Zhen Gang Art, refining their flesh to extreme hardness—never let them get close, or you'll face great trouble."

Another elder of Kanlishen Sect spoke, pointing to the cultivators from the other side.

The Three Thousand Great Dao, Zhen Gang Great World—its outstanding geniuses cultivate the Great Zhen Gang Art, hardening their flesh to be invulnerable to all arts.

With such masters from these great worlds arriving, the young disciples of Kanlishen Sect felt immense pressure—yet within the Shen Sect, the peerless geniuses grew excited.

This was a great battle!

A battle between the supreme young masters of great worlds!