"Hmph, ignorant fool!"

The servant watched as Ling Feng ignored his advice and strode onto the Soul-locking Bridge, sneering, "Guys like you who think too highly of themselves appear every year. Each of you, thinking yourselves extraordinary, step onto the Soul-locking Bridge but turn into drowned rats after just a few steps!"

"Idiotic bunch, I'd like to see how long you can last!"

The servant smirked disdainfully. A Divine Origin Realm Martial Artist had only just begun to grasp the Divine Sense. How strong could their Divine Power possibly be?

Even for an ordinary King-level expert, they must tread cautiously on the Soul-locking Bridge or risk a compromised state of mind, leading to nothing short of being a laughingstock in the Tianlan Sea Domain if they fall into the water.

Ling Feng walked onto the Soul-locking Bridge in large strides, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, noticing the peculiarities of the stone bridge.

Clearly, a special Array was set up on the bridge, causing an unsettling feeling for anyone stepping onto it. The unique spiritual waves even plunged people into a Phantom Realm, and without caution, one might easily fall off the bridge.

But such mental pressure was far too weak for Ling Feng.

When Ling Feng first advanced to the Divine Origin Realm, he already possessed Emperor Level Divine Sense, even superior to ordinary Human Emperors. So the so-called Soul-locking Bridge had no effect on him.

The servant, seeing Ling Feng pause momentarily, laughed, "Stopped after the first step? How laughably overconfident, I thought you had something more..."

The words abruptly ceased because the next moment, the servant saw Ling Feng not only advancing swiftly on the bridge but also activating his movement technique.

Ling Feng's figure flickered, crossing the over thirty-foot-long stone bridge within a single breath and landing steadily on the other side.

"This... How is this possible!"

The servant's eyes nearly popped out. Even in that Divine Prohibition Array, a King-level expert must advance cautiously, it was so taxing!

Next, Tuoba Yan's performance once again made the servant's face burn hotly.

While Tuoba Yan lacked Ling Feng's frightening speed, she effortlessly crossed the stone bridge as though strolling leisurely.

The Heavenly Strategy Clan is naturally endowed with incredibly strong Spiritual Power, and with the Heavenly Strategy Treasure in her possession, how could the mere Soul-locking Bridge block her path?

After ten breaths, Tuoba Yan reached the other side and said lightly, "Is there any difference between this bridge and an ordinary stone bridge?"

Ling Feng shrugged, "Only the weak would find this bridge difficult. Let's go in, meet these so-called Inner Sea geniuses."

The surrounding Heroic Pavilion servants and some Inner Sea geniuses who couldn't make it across the Soul-locking Bridge twitched at the corners of their mouths...

The weak?

Are they all considered weak?

"How is this possible!"

The servant who mocked Ling Feng earlier was left staring blankly at the backs of Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan, utterly dazed.

Not to mention ordinary Inner Sea geniuses, even if Queen Huanxin herself came, she wouldn't fare any better.

Ordinary King-level geniuses took at least ten breaths!

"Have I seen a ghost? Did the Soul-locking Bridge's Array malfunction?"

The servant rubbed his eyes vigorously, no longer daring to show a hint of disdain.

Just then, a rush of footsteps came from outside the Heroic Pavilion, and a youth clad in white strode in, two long swords strapped to his back, with a somewhat handsome appearance.

The youth clearly knew the Heroic Pavilion well and stepped directly onto the Soul-locking Bridge, his body swaying slightly, cursing under his breath, "Damn it, each year I have to cross this damned bridge to enter the Heroic Pavilion, enduring that discomfort again!"

Seeing the dual-sword youth, the servant hurried to greet him with a smile, "Young Master Jian Chen, you're finally here."

"Hmm."

The dual-sword youth nodded slightly, casting an indifferent glance at the servant, then took his steps. It took him a full fifteen breaths to cross the Soul-locking Bridge.

Under normal circumstances, this achievement would be quite exceptional, but unfortunately, Ling Feng finished crossing in just one breath, rendering those fifteen breaths...

Utterly useless!

"One breath to cross the Soul-locking Bridge, what kind of monstrous freak is that!"

The servant shook his head, silently cursing himself for misjudging. Had he known that kid was such a monster, he would have flattered him deftly!

As he muttered to himself, a cold voice suddenly came from behind, "Oh? You mentioned someone crossed the Soul-locking Bridge in a single breath, is that true?"

The servant turned around, instantly stiffening, swallowing hard, and replied shakily, "Mu... Murong Miss, you... you actually came in person!"

The newcomer was a young lady in purple, seemingly in her twenties, possessing peerless beauty, the most beautiful woman both inside and outside the Tianlan Sea Domain, Murong Zining. She was the Little Princess from the foremost force in the Inner Sea, Deserted City, and the goddess in the hearts of all Inner Sea geniuses, noble, sacred, and inviolable.

Not only was her appearance city-toppling, but her cultivation talent was monstrously unrivaled. At just twenty-five years old, she was a Half-step Human Emperor!

A twenty-five-year-old Half-step Human Emperor, even in a Holy Land like the East Spirit Immortal Pond, was considered a top-tier genius.

As a fragrant wind wafted toward him, the servant felt as though his soul was being mesmerized, feeling incredibly lucky to converse with such a legendary beauty!

"Hmph! Answer the question! Look again, and I'll gouge your dog eyes out!"

Beside Murong Zining stood a man of similar age, a King-level expert, who barked coldly at the servant's heated gaze.

"Yes, yes!"

The servant snapped back to reality, hurriedly replying, "Reporting to Lady Murong, that young master did not leave a name, only dressed in white, appearing to be a very young swordsman."

"A young swordsman in white?"

Murong Zining nodded slightly, thinking inwardly, "Crossing the Soul-locking Bridge in a single breath means a minimum of Emperor-level Divine Power. Could he be a Spirit Refining Practitioner? The Refining God Path has been in decline, but I do wish to meet this mysterious youth."

With that thought, Lady Murong wasted no time, taking lotus steps, accompanied by the man next to her, and spending about ten breaths to cross the stone bridge.

Watching Murong Zining leave, the servant took a deep breath of the lingering fragrance in the air, clutching his heart, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"If I could enjoy her fragrance this lifetime, it would be worth living ten years less!"

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