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After all, he had earned quite a few Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones this time, enough for him to continue his Cultivation for a very long time.

At this moment, Chu Feng’s Dantian was already many times larger than before, not to mention compared to that of an ordinary Martial Cultivator.

But even so, his Dantian was still constantly expanding and growing.

For ordinary Martial Cultivators, their Dantian wouldn’t expand unless their strength increased. Even then, the expansion would be minuscule and incredibly slow.

Therefore, based on this point alone, Chu Feng was completely different from other Martial Cultivators.

Although he hadn’t reached the Nascent Soul Realm and had yet to undergo his Crossing the Tribulation, his strength was formidable.

“Shadow Blade, how dare you try to kill a member of my Wudang Sect! Don’t even think about it!” At that moment, a furious roar erupted.

Even Chu Feng, who was far away in the Venerable Hall, could hear the voice clearly as it shook the heavens.

This was the Wudang ancestor, who had infused his voice with Spiritual Qi, causing it to boom like thunder.

“Han Xuan! You dare break the rules of the Martial Arts Grand Ceremony?” the other party roared, his face twisting with rage.

However, the reply from the Wudang side only stoked the flames of his fury.

“Heh, how is saving my own man breaking the rules? You’re courting death!” The voice rang out, shaking the sky. It rolled on and on, making one feel as if their eardrums were about to burst.

Chu Feng had grown accustomed to all this.

The Venerable Hall wasn’t far from the competition grounds, and he could hear every battle clearly. Coupled with Chu Feng’s now-sensitive hearing, the fluctuations of battle on the field were even easier to discern.

Sometimes, when the situation was dire, the entire Big Snow Plateau seemed to tremble. Everyone could feel the ground shaking rapidly. The feeling was hard to describe in words; it could only be called terrifying.

A battle between those at the Martial Arts Limit was just that ferocious, shaking the heavens and darkening the earth. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare approach, lest they be caught in the crossfire.

“I didn’t think they could just go and save someone. Isn’t that against the rules?” Chu Feng said with a surprised laugh.

The rules didn’t explicitly forbid saving people. So, when a Cultivator on one’s own side was in real danger, someone would surely step in to intervene.

Of course, if something happened to someone from Blood Blade Manor, the other side would definitely intervene without hesitation as well.

Neither side could just stand by and watch one of their own be killed.

“There are only a few days left until the sparring sessions end. That’s probably when things will get the most vicious. A free-for-all might break out,” Chu Feng said nonchalantly.

At that time, people would undoubtedly act recklessly, and there would surely be many deaths and injuries.

After that, Chu Feng paid no more mind to the battle cries and resumed his Cultivation.

As long as he could achieve a true breakthrough and reach the Peak of Core Formation, his strength would increase tremendously once again.

In any case, Chu Feng wasn’t short on Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones at all right now; he had several hundred of them on hand.

He took out a portion to use for his current Cultivation, saving the rest for his Crossing the Tribulation later on.

Although Chu Feng was relatively confident about Crossing the Tribulation, it was ultimately a matter of life and death, so he had to be cautious. If he was careless in any way, it would be too late for regrets.

After all, a person only gets one chance. There are no second chances after death.

If he really died, there would be no place for regrets. Not even an Immortal could save him then.

Chu Feng was constantly accumulating resources in preparation for Crossing the Tribulation. After all, the more prepared he was, the easier the tribulation would be.

He wanted to prepare more weapons, like swords, but ordinary swords were completely useless for Crossing the Tribulation.

A sword would probably shatter before it could even withstand a single bolt of lightning.

Unfortunately, Chu Feng didn’t have many Magical Artifacts on him right now. The Wealth God’s Order was the only one, and it was of no use to him for Crossing the Tribulation.

As for finding more Magical Artifacts, Chu Feng had no leads, no direction, and no idea where to even begin looking.

However, when the time came, Chu Feng could go check out the Misty Immortal Mountain. After all, that was a place he had to visit.

For the next few days, Chu Feng remained in Cultivation, constantly striving toward the Peak of Core Formation. Ascending to this final layer was proving to be truly difficult.

Su Miaoke was sensible enough not to disturb him, allowing Chu Feng to cultivate in peace.

Su Miaoke had originally wanted to tell Chu Feng that foreign enemies had arrived, but seeing him in Cultivation, she decided not to bother him.

This time, quite a few foreign Cultivators had come. These guys were incredibly strong, wreaking havoc the moment they stepped onto the stage. Many disciples from the various Sects had died.

“Is Chu Feng still in Cultivation?” At that moment, Bai Han walked over and asked Su Miaoke.

“Yes, he’s still cultivating. What’s wrong, Senior Sister? Can’t it wait until he’s finished?” Su Miaoke said.

“Strong foreign enemies have arrived. Chu Feng is the Martial Arts Venerable; he’s needed to handle these matters. But if he’s in Cultivation, then forget it,” Bai Han said.

“I know who Senior Sister is talking about. It’s that guy from the Wo Country, right? The one with the Samurai Sword who killed a lot of people,” Su Miaoke said. She was also well aware of the matter; in fact, all the major families and Sects on the Big Snow Plateau were.