As time passed, more and more people entered this spatial world.
Not all of them were top-tier geniuses — some had simply slipped in by muddying the waters.
Of course, there were also formidable individuals among them.
As for Chu Feng's trio, they had not been idle — they had been observing their surroundings the entire time.
In order to find a clue, Chu Feng had even deployed the Heavenly Master's Dust Whisk, but it proved to be of no use.
In the past, the Dust Whisk had sometimes been willing to help Chu Feng, and sometimes it had not.
Here, however, Chu Feng could clearly sense that the Dust Whisk was willing to help, and it had even activated its power — but to no effect.
Still, that was only natural. Every treasure had its limits.
And this place had already exceeded what the Heavenly Master's Dust Whisk could handle.
Yet Chu Feng couldn't shake the feeling that there truly were clues hidden here. When he used his Heaven's Eyes, he could faintly sense them.
It was just that his abilities were insufficient to extract any concrete information.
"Chu Feng, oh Chu Feng, you really are far too weak."
"You can't find the object that needs to be opened."
"You know full well that clues exist here, yet you still can't find them."
Chu Feng smiled bitterly to himself, because this feeling was truly terrible.
After all, throughout his journey so far, Chu Feng had always been hailed as a genius.
Even though he was not an arrogant person, he had still been quite confident when it came to talent.
But right now, that confidence had taken a tremendous blow.
However, the blow did not last long.
It was quickly transformed into motivation.
He suddenly realized that this might be an opportunity.
So Chu Feng stopped. He spent a certain amount of time setting up an isolation formation.
The isolation formation was not large — just big enough to shield all three of them within its boundary.
But the power of this isolation formation was formidable.
"Brother Qin, Brother Yuwen."
"Why don't you two cultivate first."
After saying this to the two of them, Chu Feng rose into the air and closed his eyes.
As for Yuwen Yanri and Qin Xuan, they could sense nothing at all, so they assumed Chu Feng had given up on observing.
Thus, the two of them also sat cross-legged and began their own cultivation.
They were in no hurry, because while searching for clues, they had frequently encountered others.
Everyone was flitting about like headless chickens.
So they figured that perhaps the time simply hadn't come yet — once it did, the hints would naturally appear.
After all, they had already made it this far. The Era of Gods couldn't simply trap them here — there had to be new trials waiting for them.
But in reality, Chu Feng had not given up.
After a brief rest, Chu Feng's eyes snapped open.
He activated his Heaven's Eyes once more, but this time, the method of activation was different from before.
Under normal circumstances, Chu Feng could use his Heaven's Eyes to observe continuously without suffering much consumption or strain.
In this state, however, he could not sustain it for long before feeling both his eyes and his mind grow exhausted.
This was an enhanced observation technique.
Yet even under this heightened gaze, the Heaven's Eyes seemed to show no change.
But this was within Chu Feng's expectations.
When he felt the fatigue set in, he closed his eyes.
Then he opened them again.
This cycle repeated over and over...
Before long, Chu Feng's complexion had turned deathly pale, and dense blood vessels had filled his eyes.
After several consecutive attempts, his body even swayed, nearly causing him to lose his footing.
These changes immediately drew the attention of Yuwen Yanri and Qin Xuan.
Even standing behind Chu Feng, they could sense the transformation in him.
His face was pale, his lips devoid of all color, and sweat had soaked through his entire body — dripping from his cheeks at a rate that made it look as though he had been caught in a downpour.
Yet there was clearly no rain whatsoever. It was a manifestation of his body's extreme weakness.
But the most alarming thing was Chu Feng's eyes. They had gone far beyond being merely bloodshot — both eyes were now a vivid, bloody red and visibly swollen.
It was as though his eyes might burst at any moment.
"Brother Chu Feng, what's wrong? Are you... still observing?"
Yuwen Yanri hurriedly asked. It wasn't just the pallor and the state of his eyes — he could also sense that Chu Feng's aura had grown considerably weaker.
"It's nothing. I'm cultivating as well," Chu Feng said with a smile.
"Brother Chu Feng, don't push yourself. I think the time simply hasn't come yet — once it has, the hints will be given naturally."
"Please don't put that kind of pressure on yourself. Don't force it."
Qin Xuan stood up directly, thoroughly worried.
Chu Feng smiled again. "Don't worry. I really am cultivating."
Chu Feng was not lying.