"Feng Zhuo?"
The cabinet disciple exclaimed in a low voice, his tone filled with surprise.
In the past three months, Feng Zhuo's cultivation had indeed advanced by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation speed had far surpassed that of his fellow disciples. However, he was still only at the seventh level of the Heaven stage.
A seventh level Heaven stage cultivator could actually come to the third floor of the God Transforming Tower to cultivate?
As a sixth level Heaven Marquis, his cultivation level was considered pretty good amongst this group of Cabinet disciples. Thus, he followed the Palace God and the others to the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. The moment he entered this space, he was filled with confidence. He felt that with his cultivation, he would be able to cultivate here for a long time.
However, after he truly began to cultivate, he realized that with his cultivation level, it was shockingly difficult for him to cultivate on the third floor of the God Transforming Tower with his cultivation level at the sixth level of the Heaven Marquis Realm.
The intensity of the surging power that was derived from the power on the floor had completely exceeded his imagination.
After cultivating for such a short period of time, under the continuous impact of the surging power, his soul faintly showed signs of loosening.
This shocked him so much that he didn't dare to continue cultivating.
He knew very well that if he were to forcefully cultivate here, his soul would be severely injured in at most half a quarter of an hour. At that time, it wouldn't be something that could be recovered in a short one or two months. As a result, he decisively chose to stop and prepared to leave the third floor of the God Transforming Tower as quickly as possible.
However, he had never expected to see Feng Zhuo here.
According to his original judgement, this Feng Zhuo might first go to the second floor of the God Transforming Tower to give it a try. When the situation turned bad, he would return to the first floor and cultivate again.
However, Feng Zhuo did not stay on the first or second floor. Instead, he followed them and went straight to the third floor.
After a moment of shock, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly. He wasn't in a hurry to leave the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. In this space, if he didn't cultivate, the attack of the surging power on his soul would be greatly weakened. With his cultivation, he could stay for a while longer.
The reason he stayed behind was very simple. He wanted to see how long that arrogant Feng Zhuo could stay in this place!
Time flew …
"I can't take it anymore!"
With a low shout, another young man shot up and rushed towards the exit impatiently.
In the blink of an eye, he noticed the cabinet disciple standing at the side. He couldn't help but stop in his tracks and say in surprise, "Lan Yan, you are …"
Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have sensed something and subconsciously followed his gaze.
A rather dense white mist instantly entered his line of sight. Within the churning mist, a figure was faintly discernible, and it seemed somewhat familiar.
"That is …" The young man muttered in confusion.
"Feng Zhuo!"
The cabinet disciple named Lan Yan gnashed his teeth as he spat out these two runes. He originally thought that Feng Zhuo would only be able to hold on for about ten breaths of time, but he didn't expect that Feng Zhuo would still be sitting there without any signs of getting up even after several times the amount of time he had estimated.
Not only that, the mist that lingered around Feng Zhuo's body became denser and denser.
Under normal circumstances, such a phenomenon would only occur when the speed of absorbing and refining energy increased. A seventh level Heaven stage cultivator was cultivating on the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. Not only was he not unable to hold on, he was even continuously increasing the speed at which he absorbed and refined energy … This was simply inconceivable.
"Feng Zhuo?"
Upon hearing this name, the young man was stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Within the third floor of the God Transforming Tower, he was not the first person to reveal such an expression, and naturally, he would not be the last.
As time passed, more and more cabinet disciples woke up from their cultivation, and gathered around Lan Yan and the others in astonishment. Unknowingly, there were only two cabinet disciples left cultivating on the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. One was the Divine Gift of the Palace, and the other was Feng Zhuo.
Lan Yan and the others exchanged glances, all of them extremely astonished.
He was a Heaven Marquis at the peak of the ninth level, and was only a step away from the Heavenly King Stage. His soul was extremely strong, which was why he was able to continue cultivating here for a long period of time. However, this Feng Zhuo was only at the seventh level of the Heavenly Dipper Stage, yet he was able to reach such a level!
What was the reason for this? Could it be that this fellow's soul was already comparable to the Divine Gift of the Palace?
Everyone remained silent as all sorts of thoughts raced through their minds. Time quietly passed. Two hours, four hours, six hours …
In the end, no one was able to estimate the time anymore.
None of the cabinet disciples, including Lan Yan, left the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. They were all paying close attention to the figure shrouded in white mist. When a few people saw how easily Feng Zhuo cultivated, they even tried again in disbelief. In the end, the duration of this cultivation was even shorter than last time.
Regardless of whether it was those who had tried or not, when they saw such a result, they were all dealt a huge blow and were extremely discouraged.
Not only was it difficult for them to compare to Feng Zhuo's performance on the Dragon Mountain in the past three months, even their performance on the third floor of the God Transforming Tower was completely incomparable to Feng Zhuo's.
Ever since they entered the Clear Void Dao Pavilion, Feng Zhuo was like a red sun, attracting everyone's attention and covering up all the light on their bodies. This group of people came from various Heaven Realms and were all proud sons of heaven. However, in front of Feng Zhuo, they had all become dim and lightless.
"Everyone, why are you all standing here? Aren't you going to cultivate?"
After an unknown period of time, a voice suddenly rang out. Lan Yan and the rest felt as if they had just awoken from a dream. They looked over and saw that Feng Zhuo had already stood up and was looking at everyone with a curious expression. The white mist that lingered around his body was continuously dispersing in all directions. It was obvious that he had just stopped cultivating not long ago.
"Uh, let's rest for a while before continuing."
Lan Yan chuckled dryly. Everyone felt a little awkward. They wanted to cultivate here for a while longer, but unfortunately, they didn't have the strength to do so.
"Feng Zhuo, do you know how long you've been cultivating here?" Lan Yan then asked.
"I don't know. I think it's only been a few hours, right?" Under everyone's gaze, Tang Huan pondered for a moment before speaking with uncertainty.
"That's all?" Hearing these two words, Lan Yan's eyes turned red, as if he wanted to kill someone. "According to my estimation, it should be at least twelve hours?"
"Twelve hours?"
Tang Huan was slightly startled, then shook her head in dissatisfaction, "This time is a little short, I thought it would be sixteen hours. This third floor of the God Transforming Tower is indeed not suitable for the current me. My soul is too weak, and it is difficult for me to withstand the impact of that power for a long period of time. "
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