Chu Feng was still making his way swiftly through the Sealing Formation Immortal Domain.
He was heading directly toward the range of mountains within the Sealing Formation Immortal Domain — a towering mountain chain that pierced through the clouds, as if reaching toward the deepest depths of the heavens.
Chu Feng knew that the Grave of Spirits Pool had to be at the summit of that mountain range.
However, even though Chu Feng could soar through the air within the Sealing Formation Immortal Domain, there was a certain pressure that prevented him from rising too high — he couldn't even rise above the cloud layer.
Thus, Chu Feng felt that flying straight to the mountain's peak would be extremely difficult, perhaps even impossible.
In his view, he would most likely need to get close to the mountain range first, then make his way upward by climbing along it.
"This Sealing Formation Immortal Domain truly is an extraordinary place."
Even though restrictions still existed within the Sealing Formation Immortal Domain, Chu Feng couldn't help but marvel.
While inside the Sealing Formation Immortal Domain, he could sense that the natural energy in this region contained not only powerful martial force but also a peculiar type of energy.
Although this energy was quite faint, it was genuinely of great assistance to a Spirit World Master cultivating formation arts.
Most importantly, the closer Chu Feng got to that heaven-reaching mountain range, the denser that peculiar energy hidden within the heavens and earth became.
It was as though the mountain range was the core of the entire Sealing Formation Immortal Domain.
The secrets of the Sealing Formation Immortal Domain were hidden within that mountain range — or rather, within the Grave of Spirits Pool.
For this reason, Chu Feng grew ever more eager about the Grave of Spirits Pool at the mountain's summit.
"Why? Why are they all gathered there?"
But as Chu Feng drew nearer to the mountain range, he suddenly slowed his pace. He had spotted a small plain not far ahead, upon which sat several exquisite palaces and a vast square.
A great number of people had already gathered on the square. They came from all over — some were from the Immortal Armament Villa, others from the Holy Pill Villa, and still others from various other factions.
Among them were both juniors and elders.
The juniors' cultivation was generally inferior to Chu Feng's, but among the elders, there were far too many who surpassed him in strength.
Chu Feng had originally intended to avoid any interaction with them, so he employed a concealment formation to hide himself, intending to fly straight past that area and head directly for the mountain range.
Hummm— But before Chu Feng even truly approached the area, a tremendous pulling force enveloped him. Facing that power, Chu Feng had no way whatsoever to resist.
In an instant, Chu Feng lost his ability to soar through the air. Like a kite with its string cut, he could only drift with the current.
And at this moment, what guided Chu Feng was not the wind, but that pulling force.
The force was like an invisible giant hand that had seized Chu Feng and was now forcibly dragging him toward the square.
At the same time, Chu Feng's concealment formation dissipated as well — not because Chu Feng undid it, but because a separate force had forcibly broken it apart.
In the end, Chu Feng plummeted from midair like a shooting star and crashed down onto the square.
"This is actually a formation?"
After landing, the pulling force vanished, but Chu Feng was deeply astonished.
He had been using his most powerful observation technique — his Heavenly Eyes — to keep tabs on the situation. Yet he had failed to detect that this area was formed by a formation. But it absolutely had to be a formation — otherwise, there was no way it could produce that kind of pulling force or the power that had shattered Chu Feng's concealment formation.
From this, it was clear that whoever had set up this formation was extraordinarily powerful — without question, a masterwork of a Robed Spirit World Master.
"Chu Feng, it's you! You finally showed up — we were starting to think you weren't coming."
Just then, a few juniors rushed over excitedly. Their gazes as they looked at Chu Feng were friendly, yet tinged with a measure of awe.
They were all juniors from the Immortal Armament Villa, and their cultivation was fairly impressive. Most of them were at the peak of Martial Ancestor, and two among them had already reached True Immortal — albeit only first-tier True Immortals, but anyone who could step into the True Immortal realm before the age of a hundred was most certainly worthy of being called a genius.
"Chu Feng? The Chu Feng who defeated Chu Xianshuo at the Immortal Armament Villa and walked out of the Armament Vault carrying an immortal armament?"
"It really is him. He actually came here too. I heard he's not only a Snake-pattern Immortal-clothed Spirit World Master, but his formation arts are also incredibly formidable."
And at that moment, everyone else on the square began gathering around as well.