The Seven Realms Galaxy?
Those four words struck Chu Feng's ears, and his heart erupted into a tidal storm.
The Seven Realms Galaxy — that was the place Chu Feng wanted to visit more than anywhere else.
But because his strength was insufficient, it was also a place that remained forever beyond his reach.
And now, he was actually going there?
This caught Chu Feng completely off guard.
"The Seven Realms Galaxy?"
In truth, once those four words were spoken, it wasn't just Chu Feng who was surprised — Zi Ling and even Zuoqiu Youyu were taken aback.
Clearly, they all knew what kind of place the Seven Realms Galaxy was.
It was one of the most powerful galaxies in the entire vast martial cultivation world.
And it was the galaxy where the most powerful Spirit World Masters of the entire vast cultivation world gathered.
It was a sacred land in the hearts of Spirit World Masters.
Because it was so formidable, even Zuoqiu Youyu's face showed a hint of pressure upon learning they would be heading there.
He could act domineering within the Wolong Martial Sect.
But he was self-aware enough to know that if he were placed in the Seven Realms Galaxy, he would undoubtedly lose the capital that allowed him to look down on everyone else.
"So it's the Seven Realms Galaxy. Master… are we going there to train?"
"This is far more interesting than I expected."
But compared to the simple surprise felt by Chu Feng and the others, the First of Wolong appeared rather excited.
Yet the Sect Master paid him no attention, instead producing a small wooden boat.
The boat was originally the size of a finger, but when the Sect Master flicked his hand, it instantly expanded to ten meters in length.
Though it had grown, the boat still looked thoroughly dilapidated.
However, this rickety little vessel contained extremely powerful formations.
It was a treasure capable of accelerating teleportation speed.
And the formation power on the boat matched that of the teleportation array.
Chu Feng figured this boat must also be the work of the sect's founding ancestor.
"Everyone, board."
The Sect Master stepped onto the boat first, and seeing this, Chu Feng and the others hurriedly climbed aboard.
Whoosh — The next moment, the boat plunged into the teleportation array.
Though within the teleportation array, all one could see was the constantly rushing formation power.
But Chu Feng still felt his heartbeat quicken, an enormous pressure bearing down on him.
The reason was that the teleportation speed was simply too fast, and the impact on his body was immense.
Fortunately, he was at the Martial Emperor realm — had he been at the Supreme realm, he likely wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
At the Sovereign realm, the pressure alone from this formation teleportation array would have torn a person apart.
But Chu Feng was actually doing relatively well. The pain on Zi Ling's face was far more pronounced.
Yet the one suffering the most at this moment was neither Zi Ling nor Chu Feng, but Zuoqiu Youyu.
Although Zuoqiu Youyu's cultivation was above both Chu Feng and Zi Ling's, the pressure within this teleportation array apparently didn't depend solely on one's cultivation level to endure.
Seeing Zuoqiu Youyu's twisted expression, his face turned purple from the strain, Chu Feng secretly felt pleased.
But he couldn't neglect Zi Ling.
Despite enduring tremendous pressure himself, Chu Feng still struggled to move closer to Zi Ling.
As long as he could reach her, Chu Feng would be able to use his formation arts to help alleviate her pain.
Hum — But before Chu Feng could even touch Zi Ling, a force enveloped them both.