Chapter 928

In one instant, having defeated the genius of the Voidless Great World, Fang Yu was transported out and returned to his seat.

When he returned to his seat, the surrounding seats were empty, with few people left—clearly, the many peerless geniuses of the Kanlishen Sect were engaged in grueling battles against other Great World's supreme experts.

A flash of light appeared, and Fang Qingxue materialized.

Then came Fang Han.

At that very moment, on a distant seat, Gu Dao, the top disciple of Tianzun Peak, also appeared, looking relaxed.

As if sensing Fang Yu's gaze, Gu Dao gave a slight nod, conveying goodwill.

Immediately after, another flash of light returned Feng Yaoguang from the battlefield, her face glowing with joy.

In the first round of combat, everyone emerged victorious.

Not long after, other elite warriors from the Kanlishen Great World also exited the arena—some carried out, severely wounded; others flew out, arrogant and triumphant.

"Senior Brother Fang Yu, our Shengjifeng disciples have finally regained our dignity. Thanks to your teachings these past days, every one of us has improved greatly and achieved outstanding results."

Yang Anru's figure also materialized, her expression filled with delight.

During this round, our Shengjifeng disciples battled experts from other Great Worlds; aside from a few unfortunate ones who faced Longevity Secret Realm experts, all the rest advanced.

Clearly, Fang Yu's recent guidance of Shengjifeng's disciples had an excellent effect—especially after he taught them the Great Destiny Manipulation Art, each disciple's power surged dramatically.

The Three Thousand Great Dao, the Great Destiny Manipulation Art, now practiced by every Shengjifeng disciple, has brought tremendous benefits to their cultivation.

"Treat this Bidou Assembly as a trial—there's a long road ahead."

Fang Yu nodded, his gaze falling on several Shengjifeng disciples; though some had won, they were injured—he immediately sent a surge of Great Life Daoist Gang Qi, instantly healing all their wounds and restoring every disciple to peak condition.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

All Shengjifeng disciples bowed respectfully to Fang Yu.

They held genuine respect for this senior brother.

Originally, those injured would have struggled to recover; fighting the next round with wounds would have severely impacted their results—but now, Senior Brother Fang Yu's casual Daoist Gang Qi healed them all, keeping them perpetually at peak condition, granting them several extra chances of victory.

This was a tremendous favor.

Fang Yu's expression remained calm.

The Three Thousand Great Dao, the Great Life Art, can be used for healing—but the most adept healing art among the Three Thousand Great Dao is undoubtedly the Great Healing Art, which he does not possess.

Any single Great Dao from the Three Thousand would greatly empower him, yet after years of arduous cultivation, he had only acquired a mere twenty-odd Great Dao Arts—his repertoire was still too small; he must seek more opportunities to obtain further Great Dao.

He even hoped to gain other disciples' Great Dao Arts through this round of competition and sparring.

As Fang Yu pondered these thoughts, time passed slowly until the first round ended completely—countless disciples from the Great Worlds experienced sorrow, joy, anxiety, confidence…

Countless emotions swirled above the entire battlefield.

At that moment, the Zhong Sheng rang out again—dong, dong, dong.

Fierce combat began once more.

Fang Yu rose, guided by the token's direction, ascending into the void of the combat arena, where his second-round opponent appeared.

He was a young man, tall and erect, standing like a mountain, every inch of his skin brimming with explosive power, his gaze piercing as he stared at Fang Yu and spoke a few words.

"Remember me—the one who defeats you is Zhang Boyu, peerless genius of the Zhen Gang Great World."

As the young man spoke, an overwhelming aura erupted—boundless Yuan Ci Divine Light manifested within his body; the instant this endless Yuan Ci Divine Light appeared, it carried an aura of erasing all, annihilating all Dao arts and techniques, and a powerful field force surged forth from his body.

In an instant, Fang Yu felt the space around him grow impossibly heavy—if before the void was empty, now it was filled with iron Yuan Ci, saturating the air, increasing the pressure upon him thousands, even ten thousand times over.

Any other cultivator would be crushed into dust under this terrifying gravitational field; the force here was boundless and terrifying—even a Longevity Secret Realm Wan Shou peak giant falling into this endless divine light would have his physical body shattered, his heavenly manifestation unable to escape.

Merely from this supreme technique, Fang Yu sensed that Zhang Boyu, the peerless genius of the Zhen Gang Great World, was truly extraordinary—he even had a premonition that the technique Zhang Boyu now wielded might be one of the Three Thousand Great Dao, its rank surpassing even the Great Cutting Art and the Great Annihilation Art.

"Another Great Dao?"

A hint of curiosity appeared on Fang Yu's face as he watched the boundless Yuan Ci Divine Light surge toward him—he moved instantly, extending his hand to unleash the Three Thousand Great Dao: Great Chaos Art, Great Sealing Art, Great Soul Art, and Great Cutting Art.