"What kind of power did this scroll absorb to produce such radiance? What sort of formation will appear within it?"
Along with their shock, people also began to grow curious.
After all, the intensity of the light determined the strength of the formation contained within, and Chu Feng's light was identical in form to that of the Holy Dragon Pattern.
At this point, the power within this world had been nearly depleted — all of it had been devoured by Chu Feng's scroll.
Without a doubt, Chu Feng's scroll had already reached the absolute limit of this place.
According to the rules, the formation contained within such a scroll had to be extraordinarily powerful.
Mmm—
But just as everyone was filled with admiration for Chu Feng and eagerly anticipating the formation, his expression suddenly twisted in pain.
Upon closer inspection, people could see that his hands, still forming the hand seal, had begun to tremble.
It was as though some force was pushing back against him.
At the same time, they could see the scroll hovering in the void above shaking violently as well.
Comparing the two, everyone immediately realized what was happening.
"Chu Feng... seems unable to control the scroll."
The crowd watched Chu Feng in this state — some with worry in their eyes, others with schadenfreude.
"Chu Feng, it seems you can't handle this treasure. This is what greed gets you," a mocking voice came from outside — it was Jia Lingyi of the Alchemy Immortal Sect.
Chu Feng ignored her entirely, continuing to battle against the scroll as its backlash surged, attempting to reclaim control.
How could he let a cooked duck fly away?
But the scroll's power was too great, and the toll on Chu Feng was visible to the naked eye.
Not only did his face turn deathly pale, but blood began trickling from the corners of his mouth, his nose, and even his ears.
Before long, his very muscles began to distort, his entire body wracked by that terrifying force.
"Young friend Chu Feng, don't push yourself. There will be many more opportunities ahead."
Seeing that things were going badly, even the Barrier Painter spoke up with a warning.
Although he couldn't sense the specifics from the outside, as a Spirit World Master, he could make a judgment with his own eyes.
Chu Feng was clearly unable to control the scroll. Forcing the attempt had triggered the backlash, and if it continued, he could lose his life.
But Chu Feng seemed not to hear the Barrier Painter's words at all — far from giving up, he suddenly let out a furious roar.
"HAH—"
His hand seal grew even more resolute, yet at the same time, the power erupting from the scroll grew even more fearsome.
Chu Feng was pouring everything he had into seizing control of the scroll.
BOOM—
A muffled explosion rang out, and Chu Feng's body burst apart and perished!!!
"Oh heavens, this..."
The sight left everyone pale with shock.
The Barrier Painter was particularly shaken — a scene like this was something he could hardly accept.
In truth, it wasn't just him. Even people who had no connection whatsoever to Chu Feng felt a pang of regret.
Chu Feng's performance had been remarkable. Even if he couldn't control the scroll, his achievement was indelible.
For such a genius to fall like this — it was truly a shame.
No one had expected this outcome.
Chu Feng had forged such a powerful scroll, which surely contained an extraordinary formation, yet he himself couldn't harness it and ultimately perished.
"Hahahaha..."
But before long, countless voices of mockery rang out, their laughter piercing and echoing across heaven and earth.
It was the members of the Alchemy Immortal Sect.
"This Chu Feng is really something else — he made such a massive scroll, put on such a grand display, and we all thought he was some kind of heaven-defying prodigy."
"Look how that turned out! He got blown apart by his own scroll, and not even bones remained — hahahaha..."
The members of the Alchemy Immortal Sect showed no mercy as they ridiculed Chu Feng. His death was, to them, a cause for celebration.
But before long, people's attention was drawn back to the scroll.
The scroll now lay ownerless, and the sight of it made every junior in the trial realm eye it with longing.
None of them dared to act rashly, however. This was a scroll that even Chu Feng couldn't control — one that had killed him when he tried to force the issue.
They... naturally wouldn't dare attempt it lightly.
WHOOSH—
But suddenly, a figure entered the trial realm, going straight to the scroll.
Looking closely, many recognized the person. It was none other than Jia Chengying — the number one junior of the Alchemy Immortal Sect.
"What's he doing coming in now? Is he trying to reap what someone else sowed?"
"How shameless! When Chu Feng was still alive, he didn't even dare set foot in here. Now that Chu Feng is dead, he wants to claim the scroll Chu Feng forged?"
Everyone understood Jia Chengying's intentions, and the juniors within the trial realm especially despised him for it.
But there was nothing they could do about it.
Once inside, Jia Chengying released his barrier power without hesitation.
Purple Dragon Divine Robe. His barrier techniques had advanced further since the ancient realm — he had progressed from the Blue Dragon Divine Robe to the Purple Dragon Divine Robe.
This was a level comparable to a fourth-grade Half God, placing him above every other junior in the trial realm.
Setting aside his status and speaking only of strength, no one present could defy him or dare resist in the slightest.
Jia Chengying didn't waste time either. He formed hand seals immediately and began to take control of the scroll.
But the moment he started, the scroll merely trembled slightly, and Jia Chengying was sent hurtling thousands of meters backward through the air.
When he finally steadied himself, his body lurched, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his lips.
Clearly, this scroll was not so easily tamed.
"What are you looking at?"
"Get in here and help!"