Chapter 610 - 211: First Place, Qin Feng! Becoming the Heaven-Devouring King’s Disciple! A Single Step to the Heavens
Chapter 610: Chapter 211: First Place, Qin Feng! Becoming the Heaven-Devouring King’s Disciple! A Single Step to the Heavens
Just as Qin Feng had settled his mind, ready to begin this century-long period of cultivation, a sudden change occurred without any warning.
HUMMM—
In the center of the plaza, upon the colossal Inheritance Stone Stele, the region of Mental Power markings at the very bottom—representing the first technique of the Heaven-swallowing Fist Technique—suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light!
The golden light was so brilliant that it instantly outshone the surrounding nebula, bathing the entire plaza in a bright glow.
Immediately after, within the shining golden light, names began to appear one after another, springing up, flickering, and pulsing.
[Fire Circle · Boat Star District]
[Thunder Marsh · Dubhe Star Area]
[Jinmu Central Star District]
[...]
...
As far as the eye could see, a golden waterfall composed of countless names nearly covered the entire area of the first mark.
A rough estimate put the number of flickering, pulsing golden names at a staggering several million, at the very least!
This meant that in less than half an hour since the assessment began, over a million genius Martial Artists had already successfully comprehended the complex technique within the first Mental Power mark—a technique requiring "One Heart, Thousand Uses" to perform!
This sight made even Qin Feng, who had been immersed in his own cultivation rhythm, open his eyes, a hint of undisguised amazement flickering within them.
"So many prodigies."
He muttered to himself.
He had long expected that anyone who made it here would be the best of the best.
But he never imagined they would progress this quickly.
’Their accumulated Mental Power is far beyond mine. Even more frightening, their comprehension is just as extraordinary.’
For the first time, Qin Feng gained a direct and clear understanding of the term "cosmic genius."
These people didn’t just have profound foundations and vast Mental Power reserves capable of supporting "One Heart, Thousand Uses"; their comprehension was also on a level that no ordinary person could hope to match.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to analyze and comprehend such an incredibly complex technique in such a short amount of time.
But for all his amazement, Qin Feng’s mind remained perfectly tranquil.
He simply smiled, free and easy, and quickly regained his composure.
’If my Mental Power reserves were sufficient, I’m sure I could have comprehended it within half an hour, too. Maybe even faster.’
He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confidence. ’After all, this so-called "comprehension" is just the first step—a preliminary grasp of the technique.’
’My comprehension is second to none.’
Just then, a wave of astonished cries and commotion erupted across the plaza.
"My god! How long has it been? Not even half an hour, right? How have so many people succeeded already?"
"Look! That guy named Jinmu! I’ve heard of him! He was in the top 100 of the Central Star Zone’s Starry Sky Cup!"
"It’s hopeless, the gap is just too wide! I still haven’t even fully adapted to the mental pressure yet!"
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All sorts of discussions rose and fell. Seeing this first wave of names flood the stele, many Martial Artists clearly grew anxious and restless.
However, most of them remained silent.
They may have felt the pressure, but their strong dispositions allowed them to quickly adjust their mindsets and not be overly affected by external disturbances.
The vast majority of prodigies who had overcome countless obstacles and stood out from hundreds of millions to reach this point were individuals with steady wills and firm Dao Hearts.
Only the "second-generation martial artists"—those with powerful backgrounds who had sailed through life without facing many hardships—would lose their composure over such a small gap.
Qin Feng, of course, belonged to the former group.
No, it would be more accurate to say his mindset was even steadier than the vast majority of those present.
Even though his Mental Power had yet to meet the "hard requirement" for comprehending the first mark, his mind remained as tranquil as the water in an ancient, undisturbed well.
’Time to continue cultivating my Mental Power.’
He closed his eyes again, shutting out all external disturbances.
His Mental Power reached out once more, connecting with the first mark and silently enduring its immense, world-devouring pressure, using it as the perfect forge to temper himself.
At the same time, his consciousness became completely immersed in the cultivation of the Canaan Scripture.
Within his sea of consciousness, under the combined effect of the immense external pressure and his internal Cultivation Technique, the three silver-white Spiritual Power Drops began to spin several times faster than before.
Wisps of ever purer and more condensed Mental Power were constantly being refined and formed.
’Good thing I still have quite a few Contribution Points saved up.’
Qin Feng thought to himself, ’I can use them now to buy those expensive potions that rapidly restore and even enhance Mental Power. That way, my cultivation will be far more efficient!’
He quickly accessed the Subspace Network and spent several hundred thousand Contribution Points at the Imperial Trading House, purchasing a large number of top-tier recovery potions designed specifically for the Mental Power cultivation of Planet-level Strongmen.
The rules did not explicitly prohibit the use of auxiliary recovery potions.
After all, the essence of this assessment was a century-long period of cultivation, not a simple contest of strength.