Weapon Master

The cabinet disciple exclaimed in a low voice, his tone full of surprise.

In the past three months, Feng Zhuo\'s cultivation had indeed improved by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation speed had also far surpassed that of his peers. However, he was still only at the seventh level of the heaven\'s level.

A seventh level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign was actually able to reach the third floor of the God Transforming Pavilion to cultivate?

As a sixth-grade marquis, his cultivation was considered to be quite good amongst this group of Cabinet disciples. Thus, he accompanied Gong Shen Fu and company to the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. The moment he entered the space, he was filled with confidence that he would be able to cultivate here for a very long time with his cultivation base.

But once he truly started cultivating, he discovered that with his own cultivation at the sixth level of the Sky Sovereign level, the difficulty of cultivating on the third floor was simply astonishing.

The strength of the surging force from the floor had completely exceeded his expectations.

After cultivating for such a short period of time, under the continuous attacks of the surging power, his soul faintly showed signs of loosening.

This was enough to scare him stiff, and he didn\'t dare to continue cultivating.

He was very clear that if he forcefully continued cultivating here, his soul would be severely injured in at most half a quarter of an hour. At that time, it would not be something that could be recovered in a short one to two months. Thus, he decisively chose to stop and prepare to leave the third floor as soon as possible.

However, he had never expected to see Feng Zhuo here.

According to his original judgement, this Feng Zhuo might have gone to the second floor to give it a try. When things turned sour, he would return to the first floor of the Godly Transformation Tower and start cultivating again.

However, Feng Zhuo did not leave them on the first or second floor. Instead, he followed them to the third floor.

After a moment of surprise, he couldn\'t help but sneer to himself. He wasn\'t in a hurry to leave the third floor of the God Transforming Tower, and in this space, if he didn\'t cultivate, the surging force would greatly weaken his soul. With his cultivation, he would be able to stay here for a while longer.

The reason why he stayed was very simple. He wanted to see how long that overconfident Feng Zhuo could stay in this place!

Time flew by …

"I can\'t take it anymore!"

In the midst of the low cries, another young man jumped up, and somewhat impatiently rushed towards the exit.

After a split-second, he noticed the cabinet disciple standing to the side. He couldn\'t help but pause for a moment and asked in surprise, "Lan Yan, you are …"

He had not finished speaking when he subconsciously followed her gaze.

A cluster of dense white fog entered his sight in an instant. Within the churning fog, a figure was faintly discernable, appearing somewhat familiar.

"That is …" The young man mumbled in confusion.

"Feng Zhuo!"

The disciple called Lan Yan gritted his teeth and spat out these two characters. He originally thought that Feng Zhuo would only last ten breaths at most, but he never thought that Feng Zhuo would still be sitting there without any signs of him getting up after several times the time he had estimated.

Not only that, the mist that lingered around Feng Niu\'s body even grew denser.

Under normal circumstances, this would only happen if the speed at which the refined energy was being absorbed increased. Not only was the seventh level of the Divine Transformation tower unable to withstand it, but it was actually increasing the speed at which he could absorb and refine his strength … This was simply unbelievable.

Hearing this name, the young man was stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He wasn\'t the first one to reveal this expression in the third floor of the God Transforming Tower, so he naturally wouldn\'t be the last.

As time passed, more and more Cabinet disciples woke up from their cultivation and gathered around Lan Yan and the others. Unknowingly, only two Cabinet disciples were left cultivating on the third floor of the God Transforming Pavilion. One was the Divine Palace Inheritance, and the other was Feng Zhuo.

Lan Yan and the rest exchanged looks of extreme surprise.

The palace god came from an extraordinary background, had extraordinary talent, and was a peak-level ninth level Sky Marquis. She was only one step away from becoming a Sky King, and her soul was extremely strong, thus she could stay here to cultivate for a long time. However, this Feng Zhuo, who was only at the seventh level of the Sky Realm, could actually do such a thing!

What was the reason for this? Could it be that this fellow\'s soul is already comparable to the spirit of the palace god?

Everyone was silent. All kinds of thoughts were rapidly running through their minds. Time quietly passed. Two hours, four hours, six hours …

In the end, no one dared to estimate the time anymore.

Not a single one of Lan Yan and the other Cabinet disciples left the third floor. They were all paying close attention to the figure shrouded in white mist. When a few people saw Feng Zhuo cultivate so easily, even to the point of them not believing him, they tried it out again. In the end, the duration of this cultivation was even shorter than the last time.

Regardless of whether they had tried it or not, to see such an outcome was a huge blow to them all, causing them to be extremely discouraged.

Not only was their performance in the last three months on the Dragon Climbing Peak incomparable to Feng Zhuo\'s, but even their performance on the third floor couldn\'t be compared to Feng Zhuo\'s.

Ever since they had entered the Clear Void Dao Pavilion, Feng Zhuo had been like a red sun, attracting all the attention of the crowd. This group of people came from all over the Heaven Realms and were all blessed by the heavens. However, in front of Feng Zhuo, they all became dark and gloomy.

"Why are all of you standing here and not cultivating?"

After an unknown period of time, a voice suddenly rang out. As if they had awoken from a dream, Lan Yan and the rest looked over to see that Feng Zhuo had already stood up and was curiously looking at everyone. The white mist surrounding him was constantly dispersing in all directions; it was obvious that he had just stopped cultivating.

"Uh, let\'s take a rest first before continuing."

Lan Yan laughed and laughed dryly. Everyone was a bit embarrassed. They wanted to stay here and cultivate for a while, but unfortunately, they had the strength to do so.

"Feng Zhuo, do you know how long you have been training here?" Lan Yan added.

"I don\'t know. It should only be for a few hours, right?" Under the gaze of the crowd, Tang Huan pondered for a moment, and said with uncertainty.

"That\'s it?" Hearing these two words, Lan Yan\'s eyes almost turned red. He looked as if he wanted to kill someone, "I estimate that it will take at least six hours?"

"Six hours?"

Tang Huan was startled, then she unhappily shook her head and said, "This time is a little short, I thought there were at least 18 hours. The third floor of the God Transforming Tower is indeed not suitable for the current me. My soul is too weak to withstand the impact of that power for a long time. "

"..."

Hearing this, Lan Yan and the others nearly vomited blood.