This time, Chu Feng's secluded cultivation lasted a very long time. From the moment he entered seclusion, a full two months had passed, and Chu Feng still had not emerged.
Under these circumstances, the people standing guard outside the door had not decreased in number—on the contrary, they kept growing. Many had even set aside their own work, doing nothing at all, simply waiting there.
Though everyone knew Chu Feng was extraordinarily talented, they were equally worried about him. After all, the goal he had set for himself this time was far too difficult.
Setting up a barrier grand formation that even a peak Martial Emperor could not break through—this was something that every Spirit World Master in the Martial Holy Land wouldn't even dare to dream of, let alone actually attempt. And yet Chu Feng was doing it for real.
It wasn't that the people believed Chu Feng would fail. They were simply afraid that he was pushing himself too hard and hurting his own body.
Rumble rumble rumble—
However, on the morning of the third day after two full months of Chu Feng's seclusion, a deep rumbling sound slowly echoed forth.
The tightly shut gates finally opened.
"Chu Feng!"
Seeing the gates open, everyone was overcome with excitement and rushed forward, crowding around Chu Feng.
"Chu Feng, what happened to you?" But the moment they laid eyes on him, their expressions changed drastically, their worry intensifying.
Chu Feng was not only deathly pale but extremely frail—thinner by a full three sizes compared to before he had entered seclusion. His skin clung to his bones, and his appearance had changed beyond recognition.
Yet despite everyone's deep concern, Chu Feng wore a gentle smile as he looked at them and said, "Esteemed seniors, I… I succeeded."
Having spoken these words in a weak voice, Chu Feng's eyes closed, his body listed to the side, and he collapsed unconscious.
"Chu Feng!!!" Seeing Chu Feng pass out, everyone grew even more panicked.
Weapon Refining Immortal and the other Spirit World Masters not only caught Chu Feng at once but immediately began examining the extent of his injuries.
In fact, while examining him, they produced countless rare herbs and healing treasures. To save Chu Feng, never mind treasures—they would willingly exchange even their own cultivation if needed.
He was simply too important to them.
"What exactly is wrong with Chu Feng?" Nangong Longjian and the others couldn't help but ask.
"There is no danger to his life."
"However…" Weapon Refining Immortal's brow was deeply furrowed, his aged face filled with pained concern.
"However what?" The group pressed anxiously, their hearts nearly leaping from their chests. They were truly terrified that something had gone wrong with Chu Feng.
"Chu Feng's body is far too depleted. It's as though his entire being has been hollowed out. His foundation has been damaged, and I'm afraid he won't be able to recover anytime soon," Weapon Refining Immortal said.
"How could this happen?" Everyone was bewildered, and their worry only deepened.
"It must be that Chu Feng, in order to study the formation, disregarded his own body and used his Mental Power beyond its limits to commune with the barrier's power. This child… he pushed himself far too hard," said Zhang Ming, Zhang Tianyi's father.
Though Zhang Ming was not one of the Ten Immortals, he was still a Dragon-patterned Spirit World Master with formidable barrier techniques, so he was able to assess Chu Feng's current condition as well.
Upon hearing this, the people of Greenwood Mountain such as Baili Xuankong, along with Chu Feng's close brothers Jiang Wushang and Zhang Tianyi, couldn't help but lower their heads.