Baili Zilin had successfully registered his name. The formation's eye expanded, engulfing both Chu Feng and Wang Qiang within its scope.
At the center of this formation stood a formation tower.
The tower had nine floors, and each floor represented a different choice.
It determined the method of their final challenge.
Inside the tower was a single formation eye, resembling a fruit. Once activated, it would blossom. At whichever floor it fully bloomed, that would be the challenge method they had selected.
Under normal circumstances, the challenge on the eighth floor was the most difficult, but the rewards were also the best.
However, after a keen observation, Chu Feng discovered that the eighth floor was actually comparatively simpler.
Because it allowed the aid of outside helpers.
And the assistance from those outside helpers would be absolutely critical.
Under normal circumstances, this would be a good thing.
But because Baili Zilin also had the right to challenge, it became a bad thing for Chu Feng.
After all, when it came to outside helpers, how could Chu Feng possibly compete with Baili Zilin?
Behind him stood the entire Prison Sect.
Moreover, Song Yun had once said that the Prison Sect's true strength was unfathomable — what they had seen so far was most likely not the Prison Sect's real power.
So Chu Feng absolutely could not let Baili Zilin get his wish.
But that Baili Zilin, from the very start, had been pouring everything into activating the formation, heading straight for the eighth floor.
Logically speaking, with his mastery of barrier arts, he shouldn't have been able to see through the contents of all eight floors this quickly.
But right now, Chu Feng couldn't worry about all that.
He could only activate the formation to contest against him.
What Chu Feng hadn't expected, though, was that Baili Zilin — someone who was completely incomparable to him when it came to breaking formations and climbing stairs — was like a completely different person when it came to operating this formation, able to hold his own against Chu Feng.
Right now...
Baili Zilin was pushing the formation eye upward with all his might, while Chu Feng pressed down against him, creating resistance.
Yet the formation eye was still steadily rising.
The speed wasn't great, but if this continued, it would eventually reach the top.
"Chu Feng, you're a disgrace to the name of Jie Ranqing's son."
Baili Zilin looked at Chu Feng with a provocative expression.
Seeing Chu Feng's strained appearance only filled him with greater delight.
Because he had been waiting for this moment all along.
In the beginning, he hadn't taken Chu Feng seriously at all.
But the appearance of Egg had dealt him an enormous blow.
Not only had it stripped him of all face, but he had also been tormented miserably.
Yet even then, he had been able to console himself.
He told himself that what was powerful was Chu Feng's world spirit, not Chu Feng himself.
He had not lost.
But when Jie Mubai opened the Fortune Sacred Realm for him, and he had been filled with confidence, believing he was about to make history — believing that even if he lost to Chu Feng, he could still use the Fortune Sacred Realm to make a name for himself throughout the vast cultivation world — Chu Feng's arrival had dealt him yet another devastating blow.
This time, he had directly felt Chu Feng's talent.
He could no longer claim that Chu Feng relied on that world spirit.
He could only comfort himself with the notion that Chu Feng must be hiding some supreme treasure on his person, and that was the only reason he had achieved such things.
But even he knew that was nothing more than self-consolation.
After all, Chu Feng was the bearer of the King's Bloodline, the famous son of Jie Ranqing.
And now, he had finally suppressed Chu Feng.
Even though he was fully aware that this current suppression had little to do with him — it was all thanks to Jie Mubai.
"Young Master Zilin, focus all your attention on the formation eye. Observe every change, including any changes in Chu Feng. Report anything to me immediately — everything else can wait."