"Would you like me to show you the way, Young Master Qin?"
After accepting the hundred thousand Low-Grade Origin Crystals, Cheng Feng grew even more attentive. He looked at Qin Hao with admiration and envy in his eyes.
"No need. I know where it is."
Qin Hao smiled and declined Cheng Feng's offer.
With that, Qin Hao stepped forward.
Whoosh.
The surrounding space twisted, as though forming a passage.
The Divine Strength of someone who had attained Marquis-Rank Creation could already affect space, especially when that strength was as pure and vast as Qin Hao's.
And Qin Hao's Divine Strength had not yet fully recovered.
The Devouring Doppelganger stepped forward as well, following Qin Hao.
"Farewell, Young Master Qin!"
Startled by the twisting space around him, Cheng Feng hurriedly bowed and spoke with respect.
By the time Cheng Feng finished speaking, Qin Hao and the Devouring Doppelganger were nowhere to be seen.
"So this is the power of Marquis-Rank Creation. Even the Divine Strength leaking out carries tremendous might."
Looking in the direction Qin Hao had gone, Cheng Feng said wistfully, "I wonder when I'll finally break through to Marquis-Rank Creation. I've only mastered a little over seven hundred Ninth-Order Origin Laws so far. But..."
A trace of confusion rose in Cheng Feng's mind. Does advancing to Marquis-Rank Creation in a Dao-Grade Cultivation Chamber always cause such a commotion and make the breakthrough infinitely harder? Surely not?
Having witnessed Qin Hao's breakthrough firsthand, Cheng Feng could not help feeling shaken.
If it had been him, he would have died countless times over.
And that was the truth.
Even Qin Hao, with his many trump cards and a will as firm as Bedrock, had faced enormous danger and endured untold hardships before he succeeded.
Anyone else would have had no hope