He glanced at the twenty-four items.
Chu Feng immediately took out three of the items he had just stored away and set them down.
Without a moment's hesitation, he selected three more talisman papers from the collection.
Three talisman papers, each containing a different formation.
One for body protection, one for boosting speed, and one with a powerful concealing effect.
"Senior, why are you helping me like this?"
Chu Feng looked toward the President of the Martial Artists' Trading Association.
"Deal with the problem first. We'll talk later," the President said.
"Thank you, Senior."
Chu Feng crushed the three talisman papers without delay. After the triple formations merged with his body, he leaped into the air, detaching himself from the floating warship.
Chu Feng traversed the starry sky, hurtling toward the black barrier pillar of light.
With the formations augmenting him, his figure was virtually undetectable, and his speed far surpassed what Divine Movement could achieve.
But as he flew, Chu Feng was also setting up his own formation.
"Senior, lend me your power."
While working on the formation, Chu Feng spoke to the Asura King.
The Asura Army could only be used one final time.
Once this last use was spent, the Asura Army would be sealed, and Chu Feng would need to break the seal anew.
But Chu Feng felt this battle might drag on for a long while.
Using a Bloodline Technique would grant him combat power comparable to a First-grade True God, but it would come at a cost no matter what.
In every scenario, borrowing the Asura King's strength was the more reliable choice—even if the price this time was the seal itself.
"Very well."
The Asura King agreed at once, projecting his power directly onto Chu Feng's body.
Before long, Chu Feng arrived before the black barrier pillar of light, and the formation he had been constructing was just completed.
The formation power within this black barrier pillar was formidable, but its flaw was equally obvious.
It could attack but offered no defense.
So by passing through his own formation, Chu Feng was able to merge directly into it and slip inside the black pillar.
Through the tunnel within the pillar, he raced at full speed toward the formation world of the Ancestral Martial Galaxy.
And he would not be detected.
Chu Feng had planned this from the very beginning.
That was precisely why he had chosen those three talisman formations.
Concealment, speed, and body protection.
This body protection was not a defensive formation—it was an enhancement to physical constitution.
Chu Feng had observed from the start that although the teleportation formation within the black pillar was fast, it was far from refined. Traveling through it would carry considerable side effects.
The body protection formation would help shield him from those effects as much as possible.
…
Meanwhile, inside the formation world, Zi Ling was still battling the six ancient geniuses led by Zhao Gongyi.
Zi Ling had weakened the combat power of five of them.
But because the blood-red chains had failed to restrain Zhao Gongyi, his full strength remained unrestricted, making him the most dangerous opponent of all.
Under normal circumstances, Zi Ling would not have feared him, but she was already wounded and unable to unleash her full power.
Moreover, she could not sustain a prolonged fight.
From the ripples that devoured an entire stretch of sky, a figure soared outward—it was Zi Ling.
After dodging yet another formation attack, the old wounds became too much to contain, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
She had no choice but to halt in midair and steady herself.
"Stop."
At the sight of this, Zhao Gongyi immediately raised his hand, signaling the others to cease their assault.
Although they were puzzled, they obeyed at once.
They knew full well that among the six of them, Zhao Gongyi was the one carrying the fight.
But Zhao Gongyi fixed his gaze on Zi Ling, a mocking smile spreading across his face.
"Not bad, little beauty. You've got some tricks."
"I never imagined a backwater like this could produce someone with your talent. What a waste."
"And I can tell your face is completely natural—no alterations whatsoever."
"Just the kind I like. A natural-born beauty."
"Here's the deal: come with me, and I'll spare your life today."
Zhue Gongyi regarded Zi Ling with a grin, clueless to the truth—he assumed the blood she had coughed up was from the residual impact of his formations.
Hearing such lewd words, the killing intent in Zi Ling's eyes intensified.
Booooom— But just then, a tremendous roar echoed from the distance.
"Someone else is coming?"
The sound came from the direction where the black pillar had descended, and everyone realized that someone new might have arrived.
Yet even Zhao Gongyi and his companions could not imagine who else could possibly show up.
The top-tier juniors they had sent this time had already entered the formation core together and arrived in this world beforehand.
There was no one left.
Amid the group's bewildered gazes, a figure stepped forward.
It was none other than Chu Feng.
"Brother Chu Feng."