The Seven Realms Heavenly River?
Those four words rang in
The Seven Realms Heavenly River — that was the place Chu Feng wanted to visit most.
But due to his insufficient strength, it was also a place that remained forever beyond his reach.
And now, he was actually going there?
Chu Feng had not been prepared for this in the slightest.
"The Seven Realms Heavenly River?"
In truth, those four words didn't just catch Chu Feng off guard —
Clearly, they all understood what kind of place the Seven Realms Heavenly River was.
It was one of the most powerful heavenly rivers in the vast martial cultivation world today.
It was also the heavenly river where the most powerful Spirit World Masters of the vast martial cultivation world gathered.
It was a holy land in the hearts of Spirit World Masters.
Because it was so overwhelmingly powerful, even Zuoqiu Youyu's face showed a hint of pressure upon learning they would be heading there.
He could swagger about within the Crouching Dragon Martial Sect.
But he was self-aware enough to know that if he were placed in the Seven Realms Heavenly River, he would inevitably lose the capital that allowed him to look down on all others.
"It's actually the Seven Realms Heavenly River. Master... are we going there to train?"
"This is far more interesting than I expected."
But compared to the simple surprise of Chu Feng and the others, the Head of the Crouching Dragon seemed somewhat excited.
The Sect Master, however, paid him no mind. Instead, he produced a wooden boat.
The boat was originally the size of a finger, but when the Sect Master raised his hand and flicked it, the vessel instantly grew to ten meters in length.
Once it had expanded, the boat's dilapidated condition became all the more obvious.
Yet this shabby little vessel contained incredibly powerful formation arts.
It was a treasure capable of accelerating the speed of transmission.
Moreover, the formation power aboard the boat was identical to the formation power of the teleportation array.
Chu Feng felt certain that this boat must also be the work of the founding ancestor.
"All aboard."
The Sect Master was the first to step onto the boat. Seeing this, Chu Feng and the others quickly followed and took their seats.
Whoosh—
In the next instant, the boat entered the teleportation array.
Although all that could be seen within the array were streams of formation power rushing past, Chu Feng still felt his heartbeat quicken as his body bore an enormous pressure.
A ferocious wave of force had already bound him.
The reason for this was the sheer speed of the transmission — it was so fast that it caused tremendous impact on his body.
Fortunately, he was at the Martial Emperor realm. Had he been at the Supreme realm, he likely wouldn't have been able to endure it.
And if he had been at the Venerable realm, the pressure from the formation transmission alone would have torn him apart, ripping his body to shreds.
But even so, Chu Feng was managing reasonably well. The pain on Zi Ling's face, however, was far more pronounced.
Yet the one suffering the most at this moment was neither Zi Ling nor Chu Feng — it was Zuoqiu Youyu.
Though Zuoqiu Youyu's cultivation exceeded both Chu Feng's and Zi Ling's, the pressure within the teleportation array didn't appear to follow a simple rule where greater cultivation guaranteed greater endurance.
Seeing Zuoqiu Youyu's twisted expression, his face flushed purple from the strain, Chu Feng secretly felt a sense of gratification.
But he couldn't neglect Zi Ling.
Despite enduring enormous pressure himself, Chu Feng still struggled to move closer to Zi Ling.
As long as he could reach her, he would be able to use his formation arts to help ease her pain.
Hum—