"Chu Feng, you're incredible! I knew I wasn't wrong about you!" Xian Miaomiao continued to bounce up and down, shouting with excitement, absolutely beside herself with joy.
While she was thrilled that the Ancient Immortal Needles had been activated, what made her even happier was knowing that Chu Feng was safe and sound.
However, Xian Miaomiao's elation did not go unnoticed by Xian Yuyin. He stood there in silence, yet a thick aura of jealousy radiated from every inch of his body.
"Is that really necessary?" Xian Yuyin muttered under his breath, utterly dejected.
"Xian Yuyin, Chu Feng has activated an Ancient Immortal Needle. What do you have to say now?" Xian Miaomiao said smugly.
"Hmph, it's just a single Ancient Immortal Needle. What does that prove? Do you honestly think Chu Feng can activate all seven Ancient Immortal Needles and surpass me?"
"I'll tell you what — he doesn't even need to activate all seven. If he can activate six and match my score, I'll count it as his victory," Xian Yuyin declared confidently.
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But the moment those words left Xian Yuyin's lips, five more Ancient Immortal Needles below erupted in blinding golden light, one after another.
More needles had been activated. Chu Feng triggered five more in a single breath, and combined with the first one, that made exactly six in total.
The same number as the needles Xian Yuyin had activated.
"What? This… how is this possible?!"
In that instant, Xian Yuyin was dumbfounded. How desperately he wished everything before his eyes were an illusion.
Zzzzap—
But the next moment, pillars of golden lightning surged skyward and merged with the thunderous army already raging across the heavens. The golden bolts blazed with renewed ferocity, sweeping across the sky with an overwhelming, unstoppable force.
"Chu Feng actually activated six Ancient Immortal Needles — the same as Yuyin?"
At this point, setting aside the bystanders, even the esteemed figures gathered at the Ancient Immortal Pool were struck completely speechless, their jaws dropping at the sight before them.
But this was only the beginning. After all six needles had been activated, the seventh and then the eighth Ancient Immortal Needle followed in quick succession.
"This… this is impossible. This is absolutely impossible!" Xian Yuyin's eyes flickered wildly, his face ashen with disbelief. He simply could not accept what he was witnessing.
A mere human had activated eight Ancient Immortal Needles. That was something beyond the realm of imagination.
And in that moment, even Xian Miaomiao and Princess Lingyue stood frozen in place, their bodies trembling with excitement, their breathing growing rapid — truly, they were completely stunned.
Eight Ancient Immortal Needles — that was simply too astonishing. Even if an Ancient Elf had achieved such a feat, it would have been enough to send the entire Elf Kingdom into an uproar. And now a human had done it.
"Just one more. Will Chu Feng activate all nine Ancient Immortal Needles and recreate the Nine Heavens Thunder phenomenon?" Princess Lingyue exclaimed through her excitement.
"Nine Ancient Immortal Needles — is it possible?" A look of intense anticipation surfaced in Xian Miaomiao's eyes.
Was it possible? Such a simple question, yet in that moment it became the unspoken query weighing on every heart present. Could a human really manifest the Nine Heavens Thunder phenomenon?
As unfathomable as it seemed, the Elven King, the four Grand Elders, the several Guardians, and even the Human Race's Immeasurable Immortal — every one of them wore the same expression of fervent anticipation that Xian Miaomiao did.
They knew that if it happened, it would be nothing short of miraculous — perhaps even impossible altogether. And yet, every one of them hoped it would come to pass. They all wanted to witness a miracle.
And so, at that moment, no one turned their gaze toward the night sky where golden lightning raged with heaven-defying power. Instead, every pair of eyes locked onto the last remaining Ancient Immortal Needle.
They wanted to see if the miracle would unfold.
Zzzzap—
And right at that very instant, from that final Ancient Immortal Needle, not only did a dazzling light bloom, but a bolt of golden lightning shot straight into the heavens.