"Why don't you let me try?" Chu Feng suddenly spoke.
Hearing Chu Feng speak, Xian Miaomiao's face lit up with joy. In her previous state of gloom and sorrow, she had forgotten about the remarkable Spirit World Master, Chu Feng.
"You?" However, after Chu Feng volunteered, Little Red cast a look of disdain his way. It didn't really trust Chu Feng, after all—even it hadn't been able to succeed.
"The rock walls here are extremely hard; they actually possess a special power. While it isn't the power of a formation, I can attempt to use the art of Spirit World formations to break through it," Chu Feng explained.
"It's the power of the Ancient Immortal Blossoms. The more Ancient Immortal Blossoms there are, the stronger this power becomes. There are an immense number of Ancient Immortal Blossoms here, so this protective power is exceptionally formidable," Xian Miaomiao said.
"Leave it to me." Chu Feng smiled again, then began to set up a Spirit World formation. However, this time, the formation he was laying out was somewhat different.
Before formally beginning, Chu Feng took out eight great banners from his Universe Bag. The eight banners were each a different color, but all were intricately carved with runes and symbols, containing a special power within.
Chu Feng planted the eight banners in the surrounding area, then used the power of the Spirit World as threads to connect the eight banners to one another.
With the eight banners as the central points, he then sat cross-legged in the middle before starting the formation work.
These eight banners were supreme treasures of the Spirit World, obtained by Chu Feng from the Love of Wealth Immortal.
Honestly, without these eight banners, it would have been truly difficult for Chu Feng to break the protective power here. But with them, Chu Feng now had at least an eighty percent chance of success.
*Shua, shua, shua—*
Suddenly, Chu Feng's hands moved with incredible speed, becoming blurs. At the same time, vast and majestic power of the Spirit World surged from his body like golden dragons, flying out to merge into the formation. They fused together, forming an enormous, resplendent Spirit World grand array that radiated brilliant light and an overwhelming aura.
"Beauty, beauty! What my grandpa is setting up right now, that's a Spirit World formation, isn't it? So that means he really is a Spirit World Master?" Little Red asked Xian Miaomiao curiously, as the might of the formation Chu Feng was currently arranging was truly awe-inspiring.
"That's right, Chu Feng is indeed a Spirit World Master. Little Red, you actually know about this?" Xian Miaomiao looked at Little Red with considerable surprise. Although Little Red had been isolated here, cut off from the world, it wasn't completely ignorant—in fact, it seemed to know quite a lot.
"Of course! We Royal Spirit Insects have always been diligent and eager to learn. And since I'm the very epitome of diligence and learning, so... I know nothing at all! No, no, that's not right—I know *everything*."
"I'm super smart and super powerful." Little Red proudly lifted its little head.
"Break!"
And just at that moment, Chu Feng shouted. Instantly, one of the banners detached itself from the main formation. Carrying immense power, it shot forth in the direction Chu Feng's finger pointed.
*Hummm—*
The banner struck the rock wall, but it didn't explode. Instead, like a spiritual body, it merged directly into the stone.
At this moment, one could see with the naked eye that layer upon layer of power within the rock wall, writhing like a distorted image, was beginning to dissipate.
"Break!"
Immediately after, Chu Feng shouted seven more times in quick succession. The remaining seven banners also flew out one after another, each merging into the rock wall.
*Shua—*
Right at this instant, Chu Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, abruptly stood up. As he rose, the massive grand array that had surrounded him also lifted into the air.
Now, Chu Feng's long hair drifted in the wind, his robes billowed, and his entire being radiated a soaring, extraordinary momentum.
*CRACK—*