"This feeling."
At that moment, Chu Feng, who had been feeling somewhat unwilling just moments before, suddenly found his spirits lifting.
He realized that after those formation runes had appeared, the pool water actually carried a gentle, soothing sensation. The formation runes within the pool possessed healing properties.
And those healing properties were remarkably potent — far more effective than the healing formation Chu Feng had set up himself.
With that in mind, Chu Feng quickly dismissed his own healing formation and allowed his body to be fully submerged in the pool water.
What happened next filled Chu Feng with delight. As his entire body sank into the pool, those formation runes, as if imbued with life, began burrowing into his flesh.
Under their influence, Chu Feng's injuries began recovering at an unimaginable speed.
Before long, his injuries had completely healed — at least ten times faster than if he had healed on his own.
Moreover, Chu Feng's mental state felt wonderfully refreshed. He knew this had to be the power of the formation runes erupting from within the pool.
"This is incredible. The Burial Pool of Spirits truly lives up to its reputation." Chu Feng was overjoyed, exclaiming in admiration.
"Chu Feng, close your eyes quickly and focus on comprehending. Don't waste this opportunity — you only have one day," the Queen said.
"Understood."
Chu Feng wasted no time and promptly shut his eyes, devoting himself fully to contemplation.
At that moment, Chu Feng could clearly feel the formation runes emerging from the pool, burrowing into his body as though they were alive, continuously merging into his soul.
These formation runes not only possessed healing properties but also gave Chu Feng a warm, comfortable sensation that he found deeply pleasant.
However, if anyone believed that the runes entering his body meant he could simply absorb the power within them, they would be sorely mistaken.
It was said that what one could gain from the Burial Pool of Spirits depended entirely on one own's powers of comprehension. This was by no means made up — it was absolute fact.
…
Yet just as Chu Feng immersed himself in contemplation within the Burial Pool of Spirits…
Down below the great mountain, where the crowd had gathered, one of the pillars of light flickered, and a figure stepped out from within.
It was Yuwen Hualong. At this moment, his face was twisted with displeasure — clearly frustrated at his failure to enter the Burial Pool of Spirits.
"This labyrinth is way too difficult. Can anyone actually get through it?"
At the same time, numerous other people emerged from the pillars of light, and every single one wore a look of complaint on their face.
They had all been hoping to try their luck, but just moments ago, the Patriarch of the Ancient Snake Clan had announced that the Burial Pool of Spirits had already begun erupting. Yet they hadn't even figured out how to enter it, so they'd figured their chances were truly gone — and that was why they'd stepped out of the light pillars.
"You people are making this impossible on purpose."
Yuwen Hualong spoke to an elder of the Ancient Snake Clan who was present, his tone dripping with displeasure.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" the elder asked.
"Nobody can make it through this labyrinth. You clearly just don't want us entering the Burial Pool of Spirits," Yuwen Hualong said.
When Yuwen Hualong said this, many of the younger generation present cast resentful glances in the same vein.
"The labyrinth is indeed difficult — that much my Ancient Snake Clan will not deny. But the fact that you failed to enter the Burial Pool of Spirits is simply due to your own insufficient comprehension."
"Otherwise, how did Young Friend Chu Feng, the Holy Maiden of the Starfall Sacred Ground, and Miss Lingxi of the Chu Heavenly Clan all manage to enter?" the elder said.
"What? You're saying Chu Feng entered the Burial Pool of Spirits?"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Hualong's expression changed dramatically, his eyes filling with unwillingness and fury.