Feng Jun, who was cultivating within the formation, was even startled by Chen Junsheng's actions.
If he fully circulated the Primordial Chaos Heaven-Swallowing Art, he could exhaust nine Spirit Stones in six or seven hours. However, there were too many cultivators around right now, and he did not want to stand out too much, so he slowed his cultivation.
He also intended to leave one-tenth of the spiritual energy in the Spirit Stones behind, so he could analyze the Spirit-Gathering Formation later.
There were quite a few Spirit Stones in his Storage Pouch now, nearly five hundred, but they had come from "Xie Chaoqun." At present, he had no further means of obtaining Spirit Stones—raiding the Eastern Branch of Marvelous Hands Pavilion had only netted him seven. What kind of nonsense was that?
Since he did not need to devote himself wholeheartedly to cultivation, he had the leisure to observe his surroundings, and that was when he noticed Chen Junsheng's abnormality.
All this time, he had overlooked this man, or rather, had not thought much of him. You might once have been an Innate Expert, but... you had been crippled. After turning to cultivation, you had not displayed any particularly outstanding potential either.
What he valued more was Chen Junsheng's younger brother, Chen Junwei—after all, he had come from the Innate Realm.
Yet right before his eyes, this man had advanced through realms one after another. Even drenched in blood, he showed no sign of backing down.
Feng Jun admired people like this from the bottom of his heart, so he simply stopped cultivating and silently watched Chen Junsheng.
Chen Junsheng had stood up and moved another twenty-odd meters because he felt that he could no longer advance where he had been. Going from the Third Layer of Mortal Transcendence