The phantom conjured from purple radiance stood between heaven and earth.
It drew even those who had been indifferent to the Niantian Gambling Formation over to take a look.
For this was a spectacle none of them had ever witnessed before — a phenomenon born from the phantom of a human figure.
However, the phenomenon did not last long. Before long, the colossal phantom dissipated.
Though the phenomenon had faded, the hearts of the onlookers were anything but calm.
Every gaze remained fixed upon Chu Feng.
Chu Feng of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
No matter what results he achieved in this Strongest Junior Tournament, from this day forward, his name was destined to resound throughout the Sacred Light Galaxy.
The only question was whether that would be a good reputation or a bad one — that would depend on what kind of accomplishment Chu Feng could reach in the Strongest Junior Tournament.
If he managed to claim first place in the Strongest Junior Tournament, then he would be the most talented genius outside of the Sacred Light Clan. His name would surely rise to prominence, perhaps even surpassing the legend of Yu Lie from years past.
But if Chu Feng could not take first place, then his reputation would prove hollow. Having failed to live up to the trust placed in him by so many powerful figures, he would inevitably be ridiculed and humiliated by some.
Even if no one dared to do so openly, there would certainly be no shortage of people whispering insults behind his back.
…
After the phenomenon dissipated, Chu Feng did not hesitate. He deposited every single one of his chips onto the mountain peak inscribed with his own name.
But this action did not come as much of a surprise to the crowd.
If one was confident enough to claim first place in the Strongest Junior Tournament, then betting on oneself was perfectly reasonable.
After all, no one was going to turn their nose up at cultivation resources.
"Chu Feng, after the Strongest Junior Tournament — don't even think about running," said Shengguang Yu to Chu Feng.
"Rest assured, I, Chu Feng, will absolutely not run," Chu Feng replied.
"Good." With that, Shengguang Yu swept his sleeve, turned, and departed.
But to everyone's surprise, after Shengguang Yu left, it was Shengguang Jin'an who walked up to Chu Feng.
"Brother Chu Feng, we meet again."
Before he even reached Chu Feng, Shengguang Jin'an smiled and cupped his fists in a courteous salute.
That warm smile was unmistakably the joy of seeing an old friend.
Seeing this, the crowd finally realized that this mysterious figure actually knew Chu Feng.
Which meant his appearance here was no coincidence.
He had come specifically to help Chu Feng out of his predicament.
At this point, the onlookers were not only impressed by Shengguang Jin'an — they looked upon Chu Feng in an entirely new light as well.
First, he had arrived here alongside four colossal powers — the Dragon Clan, the Monster Demon Holy Temple, the Yu Heavenly Clan, and the Cloud Sky Immortal Sect — and by all appearances, they were on very good terms. Otherwise, how could the geniuses of those four powers have entrusted all of their chips to Chu Feng?
On top of that, even Niantian Daoist had publicly expressed his confidence in him.
And most importantly of all, Chu Feng had triggered a phenomenon that no one had ever triggered before.