The Bearing of an Expert?

Zhou Feng did not know what to do for the moment.

The bait-dangling stench before him was far too obvious. If he fell too deeply into it, he would only sink further and further.

Yet he was exceedingly tempted by those divine abilities and cultivation methods.

Especially that unique Buddhist philosophy—it was an entirely new kind of knowledge, capable of sparking against everything he already knew.

After receiving that special Buddhist philosophy, the Intelligent Brain began endlessly analyzing and integrating it.

Many of its deductions had originally reached their limits. For example, the Feathered Ascension Method he had always wanted to perfect was now progressing faster.

Perhaps this was what it meant to draw inferences from one instance to another?

New cultivation knowledge was accelerating his progress.

To create a cultivation method wholly his own, he needed to use a furnace to nurture a hundred scriptures. He needed countless methods as nourishment.

Wasn't the Bodhi Tree before him the finest nourishment?

Every Bodhi Seed contained a trace of Buddhist philosophy and a divine ability inheritance.

Though they also contained wisps of converting Buddhist light.

"As long as I avoid the converting Buddhist light within, breaking through to the Feathered Ascension Realm shouldn't be difficult."

With that thought, Zhou Feng directly took out the Emperor Pan Cauldron.

The moment the shabby-looking Emperor Pan Cauldron appeared, an overbearing aura overwhelmed the Buddhist light filling the sky.

The radiant Bodhi Tree was suppressed by that imperial might until it did not dare show itself.

"What is going on?"

He had not expected this.

Ever since entering the Central Plains, the Emperor Pan Cauldron had become increasingly mystical.

Now, it was directly suppressing the Bodhi Tree before him. Even the fist mark he had left on it had grown fainter.

It gave him the