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Chapter 931

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Rounds of matches continued, and across the entire War God Arena, the martial contests among the major worlds raged fiercely, with countless disciples winning and countless others being eliminated every moment.

Among these disciples, some revealed their genius—certain disciples, though only at the Golden Core Realm, unleashed immensely powerful strength, their Golden Core cultivation generating over ten million units of power, their magic power surpassing even experts of the Wind-Fire Great Calamity and Heavenly Manifestation realms; especially, that Golden Core disciple possessed a Mid-Grade Dao Artifact and vast quantities of Pure Yang Pills, and when he unleashed the Pure Yang Pills to rage the Mid-Grade Dao Artifact, even experts at the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities, who had reversed fate and altered destiny, were no match for him.

"What excellent fortune."

Fang Yu watched and murmured in admiration.

At the 7th Stage of Divine Abilities, he already possessed a Mid-Grade Dao Artifact and could defeat beings of the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities—if such a cultivator reached the Yellow Great World, he would surely rank among the top ten on the Longevity Candidate List; I wonder which great figure's descendant he is.

Of course, Fang Yu also saw several top experts advancing relentlessly; the Sacred Light Great World, the Wuwang Great World, and the Zhen Gang Great World each had a few peerless geniuses who had already reached the peak of Immortal Body, and with every move they unleashed dozens of Ancient Celestial Dragon Forces—no one dared challenge them, and upon stepping onto the arena, opponents immediately surrendered.

After a day and night of combat and slaughter, Fang Yu remained calm and composed; Fang Qingxue, Fang Han, and Feng Yaoguang were also active on the arena, accumulating many Merit Points, while most of the Shengjifeng disciples had been eliminated—though they had all received tremendous training and had performed far beyond their usual levels.

"This Fang Yu—every time he strikes, he defeats his opponent with a single move; truly not to be underestimated. His cultivation base has already reached Immortal Body—remarkable indeed."

"Damn it, damn it—that Zhao Xiu was a peak Wan Shou expert from the Zhen Gang Great World, yet he was directly defeated by him; had he not faced Fang Yu, his ranking would have been at least top one hundred!"

"This man is truly a peerless genius—his attacks are absurdly simple; he casually defeats opponents regardless of what Great Dao techniques they've cultivated—it's terrifying!"

At the very top of the War God Arena, the ancestral elders of the major worlds all fixed their gazes on Fang Yu, watching his battles one after another.

They saw Fang Yu endure dozens of battles over this day and night, yet no matter how formidable his opponents, this Fang Yu would simply swipe a palm—and the fight was over.

A simple, straightforward palm strike—utterly devastating, no opponent could resist it, and no one could force Fang Yu to use a second technique.

"His technique looks simple, but it's utterly impossible to dodge—ordinary disciples can't escape it!"

An elder from the Zhen Gang Great World looked grim.

"The Three Thousand Great Daos: Great Void Technique, Great Soul Technique—his palm strike revealed the mysteries of these two Daos; at his Immortal Body realm, who could possibly evade it?"

An elder from the Wuwang Great World discerned the mystery behind that palm strike.

"Great Void Technique and Great Soul Technique are both among the top fifty of the Three Thousand Great Daos; when combined, they are indeed immensely powerful. Rumor has it that if one could fuse and fully comprehend these two Daos, they could transform them into a Great Immortal Art—but I doubt he has already attained a Great Immortal Art at the Immortal Body realm."

"Look—he's now facing a peerless genius from the Wuwang Great World, also at Immortal Body! Two peerless geniuses at Immortal Body have finally clashed—this will surely be an intense battle!"

"That's our Wuwang Great World's peerless genius—Gao Ping! Now Fang Yu is in trouble. Gao Ping has cultivated for only nine hundred and fifty years and has already reached Immortal Body! He specializes in defeating opponents of higher realms; once, while still at the Heavenly Man Realm, he slew a Jin Dan-level Heavenly Demon Lord within our Wuwang Great World's Extradimensional Demon Realm, revealing peerless talent and earning our cultivation support. At the Jin Dan Realm, he killed a subterranean Demon Lord who had reached the Heavenly Manifestation realm; after reaching the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities, he escaped pursuit by a Wan Shou-level Demon Emperor; and once he entered Wan Shou, he immediately returned and slew that very Demon Emperor. Upon entering Longevity, he slew a Longevity giant to validate his Dao!"

A Supreme Elder of the Wuwang Great World spoke proudly, recounting the exploits of the peerless genius named Gao Ping.

Upon hearing Gao Ping's deeds, everyone nodded.

Such realm-defying combat—5th Stage of Divine Abilities slaying a Jin Dan, 7th Stage slaying a Heavenly Manifestation, 10th Stage escaping a Wan Shou giant, and upon entering Longevity, slaying a Longevity giant—any one of these feats, if spread, would prove Gao Ping a peerless genius, a genius among geniuses.

When the elders of other great worlds heard of the past exploits of the Wuwang Great World's peerless genius, they all believed Gao Ping might indeed defeat Fang Yu.

At this moment on the arena, Fang Yu sensed his opponent radiating a formidable aura—the aura of the Longevity Secret Realm's Immortal Body.

"You're Fang Yu? I've heard of you—a decent genius. But today, meeting me, you're destined to be eliminated. Do you know? If you beg for mercy now, you'll live. But if you fight me later, I don't know what torment you'll endure."

He was a tall, slender man, appearing middle-aged, dressed as a scholar—but Fang Yu could sense that the man's clothing itself was a Mid-Grade Dao Artifact.

His body seemed to contain immense power, perpetually connected to the Immortal Realm; with every movement, he could unleash several Ancient Celestial Dragon Forces.

"You've got quite the mouth. Few have spoken to me like this before."

Fang Yu regarded the peerless genius before him and spoke calmly.

"I have the strength to speak this way. You probably don't know my past, or how formidable I, Gao Ping, am."

The Wuwang Great World's genius radiated overwhelming magic power, and torrents of killing intent flowed around him. "I could kill you here—kill you outright. Even the Kanli Great World couldn't hold me accountable. I'll count to three. If you don't surrender by then, you'll become a corpse."

Before Fang Yu could speak, the peerless genius began counting.

"One!"

"Two!"

Just as Gao Ping was about to say "Three," Fang Yu smiled—and again, he swung his palm. As soon as it appeared, it seemed to have always been upon Gao Ping's body since ages past.

This palm strike contained too much: the Hand of Heaven, soul force, chaos force, and even traces of primordial essence.

The giant hand appeared too swiftly, too abruptly—even though Gao Ping had prepared himself, as he watched it approach, he could not summon a single ounce of magic power; at this moment, he could only watch helplessly as the hand arrived.

"Why? Why is his magic power so fast? Why is this hand arriving so quickly? I still have a High-Grade Dao Artifact! I still have ten billion Pure Yang Pills! Burst forth, damn it!"

In that instant, Gao Ping's mind raced with countless thoughts—but none could translate into action; as if in zero time, Fang Yu unleashed an unparalleled attack: this palm contained thirty Ancient Celestial Dragon Forces, the Three Thousand Great Daos: Great Teleportation, Great Void, Great Chaos, Great Soul, and even Great Primordial, Great Binding, and Great Sealing.

Boom!

As if the world had shattered, within that near-zero instant, Gao Ping's Mid-Grade Dao Artifact clothing was stripped away, his body shattered into pieces, sealed, bound, and dissolved by surging Daos, and all his treasures within him were seized in an instant.

Fang Yu sensed boundless Pure Yang Pills and a High-Grade Dao Artifact.

Without hesitation, he erased all traces of the boundless Pure Yang Pills, and the High-Grade Dao Artifact was sealed within the Chaos Tower.

It was a pair of gloves—this pair of gloves radiated the aura of a High-Grade Dao Artifact, truly mysterious and unfathomable.

Fang Yu had seen some High-Grade Dao Artifacts before—the Lei Di Edict, the Great Chaos Lei Jian, the Li Huo Divine Furnace—but he had never before seen a pair of gloves forged into a High-Grade Dao Artifact.

Yet this pair of gloves radiated immense power—seemingly, if a cultivator wore them, his cultivation base would be greatly enhanced.

Gao Ping had possessed this pair of gloves, yet he never used them during his earlier battles; now, this High-Grade Dao Artifact glove had fallen into Fang Yu's hands.

Fang Yu could sense that if he assimilated this pair of High-Grade Dao Artifact gloves and wore them, he could unleash terrifying power equivalent to the 3rd Stage of Longevity: Cave Heaven Realm.

No wonder this guy was so arrogant earlier!

Too bad he grossly misjudged his own strength—he cultivated too many Great Dao techniques, especially Great Primordial and Great Teleportation; these two Daos allowed him to activate magic power faster than any peer, and reduced the time his magic power took to reach opponents to its absolute minimum.

With Fang Yu's current strength, he could launch instantaneous attacks against any opponent millions of miles away—attacks that could not be dodged, only met head-on.

The Three Thousand Great Daos: Great Primordial, Great Teleportation, Great Soul, and others—each cultivated, they grew stronger, more profound, capable of mutual synergy, even fusion; once fused, they became Great Immortal Arts—terrible beyond measure.

Fang Yu had not yet elevated these Daos to the level of Great Immortal Arts—but he still dispatched Gao Ping in an instant.

Even though this peerless genius possessed a High-Grade Dao Artifact and ten billion Pure Yang Pills.

"What?"

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