"Twenty hours have passed!"
Sacred Lord Star Demon had an excited expression.
Originally, he only had a fifty percent chance of success. He didn't expect that Zhao Feng could really stay on the eighth level for such a long time.
Therefore, he won the bet with the elder in purple. Sacred Lord Star Demon won the bet.
"This kid's soul attainment is actually so high?"
The purple-crowned old man was shocked.
It wasn't a big deal to give the eye-bloodline technique book to Sacred Lord Star Demon.
Most importantly, they had discovered Zhao Feng's astonishing potential.
Making friends with such a genius was definitely beneficial to the Ji family.
Fortunately, he did not make a move against that junior because of Ji Lian. Instead, he ordered his second disciple, Ji Chengming, to follow Ji Lian. With that, there would not be any trouble.
"Don't forget what you said!"
Sacred Lord Star Demon reminded as he looked into the distance.
"Do you really expect him to enter the ninth floor?"
The purple-crowned elder couldn't help but smile.
He refused to believe that Zhao Feng could enter the ninth floor even if he was beaten to death.
He and Sacred Lord Star Demon were both Grand Elders of the Ji Family, but the true power was in his hands.
Outside the Purple Star Tower.
"It's been 20 hours!"
"Even if someone's Soul Intent broke through to the Sacred Lord level, they wouldn't be able to stay in there for so long!"
"I'll go take a look!"
Ji Dengtian could no longer suppress his curiosity.
He didn't know when the Ji family had such a genius.
After saying this, Ji Dengtian spent a lot of contribution points to enter the Purple Star Tower.
"We'll wait for Zhao Feng here!"
Ji Chengming said solemnly.
When Ji Dengtian went to participate in the Crown Prince trial, he had used up all of his family's contribution points. He wanted to enter the Purple Star Tower, but he couldn't.
"Alright, we can't let Zhao Feng escape!"
Ji Lian was very much in agreement.
The other disciples outside the Purple Star Tower also chose to wait outside.
After all, it was not worth it to waste so many precious clan contribution points just to go in and take a look at one person.
Within the Purple Star Tower.
Zhao Feng arrived at the staircase leading to the ninth floor and took a few steps.
"The ninth level is above our heads!"
Zhao Feng looked up.
The purple mist was like mud, piling up in the air.
A line of words was engraved on the side wall of the corridor.
"Your cultivation level is not high enough. Don't enter, or else you might lose consciousness and be unable to come down!"
It seemed that many people were as curious as Zhao Feng.
Boom!
Zhao Feng's soul suddenly surged out, pushing aside some of the purple mist around him.
At the same time, Zhao Feng used the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique to control the power of his will more precisely to stop the purple mist from approaching.
On the other hand, the Soul Recovery Divine Art could increase the defense of Zhao Feng's soul and give him a certain resistance against the purple mist.
Bang!
Zhao Feng directly entered the ninth floor.
In an instant, the endless purple fog pressed down on Zhao Feng, as if it wanted to bury Zhao Feng completely.
In less than half a breath's time, Zhao Feng's soul was squeezed and deformed.
"Praying mat!"
Zhao Feng took a step towards the cushion closest to him.
Boom!
As the soul was squeezed into Zhao Feng's soul, the purple mist instantly attacked Zhao Feng's soul.
Boom!
Boom! Zhao Feng immediately used the God Tribulation Lightning symbols in his Lightning Soul Body.
The remaining thousand or so God Tribulation Lightning symbols instantly flashed, and the power of the God Tribulation Lightning spread.
Boom! Boom!
Sizzle! A lot of the purple mist that was squeezing onto Zhao Feng's soul was destroyed by the power of the God Tribulation Lightning.
The pressure on Zhao Feng lessened, and he took another step forward.
Weng!
A faint layer of stars appeared in Zhao Feng's left eye.
With the Light of Penetration, Zhao Feng's vision was almost unaffected, and he could see through everything. Therefore, Zhao Feng's consciousness was still relatively clear.
The distance between Zhao Feng and the cushion closest to him was getting closer and closer.
"Hmm? I might be able to dissolve the purple mist! "
Zhao Feng suddenly had an idea.
However, the amount of purple mist on the ninth floor exceeded Zhao Feng's imagination, and it seemed to have become solid as it flowed through the entire space.
Furthermore, the structure of the purple mist's particles was extremely complicated, and it wasn't practical to dissolve it.
"However, what if I change my method and use the 'decomposition' technique!"
An idea popped into Zhao Feng's mind.
Up until now, Zhao Feng's Light of Decomposition had always been fired in a straight line.
However, the usage of the 'decomposition' technique wasn't limited to this. Just like how many techniques were used, the key was whether the user could use them in a different way.
Suddenly!
A faint golden ripple shot out from Zhao Feng's left eye and spun in the air before wrapping around Zhao Feng, forming a faint golden protective barrier.
Whoosh!
The purple mist that kept on coming was partially dissolved when it passed through the faint golden protective barrier, greatly reducing the power of the purple mist.
Bam bam!
Zhao Feng suddenly took two steps forward and stood on the cushion.
The ninth floor instantly flashed with a faint purple light!
However, since Zhao Feng was standing on the cushion, it was equivalent to him cultivating on it.
Therefore, the purple mist was even more powerful.
"Hold on!"
Zhao Feng's left eye flashed with a golden light, and layers of faint golden ripples surged out and wrapped around Zhao Feng.
On Zhao Feng's soul, countless symbols of God Tribulation Lightning lit up and activated the power of the God Tribulation Lightning.
…
At this moment, Zhao Feng used all his trump cards to the limit.
Boom!
The faint golden barrier around Zhao Feng's body disappeared, and the symbols of God Tribulation Lightning in his Lightning Soul Body also started to dim.
The Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique and the Soul Recovery Divine Technique also started to lose their effect.
He only stood on the cushion for three breaths of time.
"Leave!"
Zhao Feng's consciousness still maintained a certain level of clarity.
Although he could last for one more breath, he would lose the ability to resist after that, and he might not be able to go down.
Zhao Feng circulated his Wind Lightning True Yuan and instantly entered the staircase, arriving on the eighth floor.
Because Zhao Feng had reached his limit in every aspect, Zhao Feng didn't have the ability to resist the purple mist anymore.
Therefore, Zhao Feng couldn't resist the purple mist on the eighth floor, and his consciousness started to become chaotic.
Rumble!
Zhao Feng quickly flew on the eighth floor of the Purple Star Tower and charged down the staircase, arriving on the seventh floor of the Purple Star Tower.
The seventh floor of the Purple Star Tower was a place suitable for Emperors to cultivate.
Zhao Feng finally let out a breath when he arrived here. As long as he still had a wisp of Soul Intent, he would be able to stay here safely.
"Zhao Feng?"
Ji Dengtian was stunned when he saw Zhao Feng charge out from the staircase leading to the eighth floor.
It wasn't a disciple of the Ji Family, but Zhao Feng cultivating on the eighth floor.
Zhao Feng didn't bother with Ji Dengtian. He had only cultivated on the eighth floor for a day, and it shouldn't affect him much.
He consumed some soul-nourishing resources and circulated the Soul Recovery Divine Technique to recover his soul injuries.
"The Soul Recovery Divine Technique has reached the peak of the sixth level!"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but reveal a trace of a smile.
It seemed like taking the risk to enter the ninth floor of the Purple Star Tower was worth it.
"Zhao Feng, I didn't expect you to be able to stay on the eighth floor for so long!"
Ji Dengtian finally spoke.
If it was Zhao Feng cultivating on the eighth floor, then everything made sense.
After all, Ji Dengtian had witnessed Zhao Feng's strength, and he admitted defeat.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng's performance in the Crown Prince trial was shocking.
Therefore, Ji Dengtian wasn't that shocked about Zhao Feng anymore.
"En, the Ji Family's Purple Star Tower has a well-deserved reputation!"
Zhao Feng praised.
Unfortunately, the Purple Star Token could only be used once.
"Brother Zhao, go back and rest. It's your first time entering the eighth floor of the Purple Star Tower, and you've already surpassed normal Sacred Lords by being able to last this long."
Ji Dengtian could see that Zhao Feng was weak.
It would be abnormal if Zhao Feng came down from the eighth floor completely fine.
"En."
Zhao Feng slowly absorbed the energy of the resources he just consumed while circulating the Soul Recovery Divine Technique to slowly leave the Purple Star Tower.
Ji Dengtian remained on the seventh floor.
After all, it was a waste to leave after spending so much contribution points.
Outside the Purple Star Tower:
"Did I see wrong? The ninth floor of the Purple Star Tower lit up just now."
"How is this possible? Someone from the Ji Family can cultivate on the ninth floor? "
"Could something really have happened to the Purple Star Tower?"
The spectators were dazed for a long time before they started to discuss.
One had to know that the ninth floor of the Purple Star Tower was where Sacred Kings cultivated.
It had been ten thousand years since the ninth floor of the Purple Star Tower had lit up.
However, just now, the ninth floor of the Purple Star Tower lit up for an instant.
Although it was just an instant, its influence surpassed the twenty hours on the eighth floor.
"Should I report this to great-grandfather?"
Ji Lian realized that this matter wasn't simple.
At this moment, Zhao Feng appeared in front of the Purple Star Tower.
"Ji Chengming, he's Zhao Feng."
Ji Lian immediately threw what just happened to the back of his mind.
"Hehe, a mere Emperor has become so weak after entering the Purple Star Tower for the first time."
Ji Chengming couldn't help but snicker when he saw Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng, I can't believe you were able to hide in the Purple Star Tower for so long."
Ji Lian immediately stepped out and revealed a fierce expression. With Ji Chengming's help, he didn't believe that he couldn't take care of Zhao Feng.
Ji Lan saw Zhao Feng from afar and woke up from her daze.
Although she didn't believe it, she knew that only Zhao Feng could enter the ninth floor of the Purple Star Tower.
However, Zhao Feng looked extremely weak at this moment. It should be because he entered the ninth floor. In this case, would Zhao Feng be Ji Chengming's opponent?
The other disciples of the Ji Family also came over to watch. They had waited for a long time and still didn't know who was cultivating on the eighth floor. It wasn't a bad idea to have some fun now.
"Zhao Feng, if you can take three moves from me, I'll let you off today!"
Ji Chengming looked down from above and said in disdain.
He didn't want to be known as someone who bullied the weak, which was why he said that.
Although it was only three moves, if Ji Chengming went all out, he would definitely torture Zhao Feng until he wished he was dead.
"Scram, I'm busy now!"
Zhao Feng glanced at the two impatiently.
Zhao Feng had gained a lot from his trip to the Purple Star Tower. He still had to rush back to recuperate and cultivate. How would he have the time to fool around here?
"Hmph, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
Ji Chengming's expression became fierce.
He didn't expect this junior to be so arrogant and disrespectful to him.
Weng ~ ~
Ji Chengming's eyes suddenly flashed with a purple light.
However, in the next instant, Zhao Feng's golden eyes scanned over the two of them, and a soul-shaking Eye Intent spread out before instantly retracting it.
Sii!
The surroundings of the Purple Star Tower were dead-silent.
At that instant, the Eye Intent that Zhao Feng released caused their eye-bloodlines to tremble, and they felt as if their souls were being suppressed by a mountain.
On the other hand, Ji Lian and Ji Chengming were dazed. Their eyes dimmed as they fell into an illusion.
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