"Huh? It's actually that weak?"
Hearing this, Chu Feng's heart trembled.
Actually, Chu Feng's ambition did not lie within the Holy Light Galaxy.
The place Chu Feng wanted to go to most was the Seven Realms Galaxy.
Because that was where the force his mother belonged to existed — the Seven Realms Sacred Manor.
The reason Chu Feng wanted to go to the Seven Realms Sacred Manor was because he wanted to save his mother.
However, his father had once told Chu Feng that the Seven Realms Galaxy's strength was above that of the Holy Light Galaxy.
If Chu Feng wanted to go to the Seven Realms Galaxy, he needed to at least carve out a place for himself within the Holy Light Galaxy first.
At the very least, his cultivation couldn't be too weak — otherwise, even if he made it to the Seven Realms Galaxy, he would be powerless to accomplish anything.
Over these years, Chu Feng had been cultivating diligently, and his rate of growth compared to others was already extraordinarily fast.
But the current Chu Feng, while he could be considered a top existence among the younger generation, was still a very weak existence when measured against the Ancestral Martial Starfield as a whole.
Yet who would have thought that the Ancestral Martial Starfield was also this weak in the eyes of the Holy Light Galaxy?
This made Chu Feng once again feel the gap in strength.
Just thinking about himself — in this already so weak Ancestral Martial Starfield, he still had no foothold.
On what grounds could he hope to stand against the rulers of the Seven Realms Galaxy?
At this moment, the words "Seven Realms Sacred Manor" felt like a colossal mountain crushing down upon him, making it hard to even breathe.
"Now you understand what a privilege it is to become my disciple?" the old Daoist Ox-Nose asked with a grin.
"Senior, this junior will complete the task you have assigned me. But after I complete the task, should I come back here to find you?" Chu Feng asked.
"You don't need to find me, and you won't be able to find me. I'll come find you when the time comes," the old Daoist Ox-Nose said.
"Then this junior understands."
"Senior, if there is nothing else, this junior will take his leave now."
After putting away the map, Chu Feng clasped his fists toward the old Daoist Ox-Nose.
Chu Feng was in a hurry to leave, because judging by the time, he needed to return to the Great Thousand Upper Realm. If he didn't leave now, even with Master Liangqiu leading the way, he was afraid it would be too late.
"Go on," the old Daoist Ox-Nose waved his hand.
Seeing this, Chu Feng bowed once more, then flew off in the direction of the ancient teleportation formation.
"Wait a moment."
Swoosh—
However, Chu Feng had just taken off and hadn't flown far before he noticed a streak of light shooting rapidly toward him from behind.
It was the old Daoist Ox-Nose, who had tossed something to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng reached out and caught it, only to discover that... it was a wooden stick.
But this was no ordinary wooden stick.
The stick was two feet long, its surface covered in inscribed runes.
The moment Chu Feng gripped it, he could sense how powerful it was.
Inside this wooden stick, there was actually a formation — a formidable barrier formation.
Just how formidable was it???
That had to be explained starting from the worry in Chu Feng's heart.
This time, when Chu Feng returned to the Great Thousand Upper Realm, he would not only face Linghu Hongfei — in truth, the greatest obstacle was the Linghu Heavenly Clan.
The Linghu Heavenly Clan had managed to defeat the Nameless Clan. Their strength went without saying.
But the moment Chu Feng sensed the formation within that wooden stick, the worry in his heart was immediately alleviated considerably.
This was precisely how powerful the formation inside that wooden stick was. With it, Chu Feng felt as though he had a safeguard, and his heart was set at ease.