I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

"Still, I cleared the level in ten breaths..."

Zhang Lingfeng, who had remained silent all along, suddenly had a strange glint in his eyes.

Others might not understand what it meant for Lin Feng to pass the first level in ten breaths, but he saw it clearly and knew it perfectly well.

The Wanjun Tower is a self-contained space, and the standard time to reach the entrance to the next level from the current level is exactly ten breaths.

This means that Lin Feng did not stop walking the entire time.

Even when he encountered hundreds or thousands of puppets blocking his way, he still crushed them all the way, unstoppable, and was able to precisely step into the next level within ten breaths.

"He's an interesting fellow."

Zhang Lingfeng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Inside the Wanjun Pagoda at this moment.

Lin Feng was able to maintain such a high speed simply because the challenges in the tower posed no difficulty for him.

Ordinary disciples who attempt to enter the tower must withstand the immense gravity falling from the top of the tower while also guarding against the repeated attacks from the puppets.

If one is not careful, one will be trapped in the puppet army, unable to advance or retreat.

But Lin Feng is different.

The pressure he has endured in the gravity cage during this period of time is more than ten times the current gravity of the Tower of Ten Thousand Jun!

The gravitational tides at this moment are like a gentle breeze to him, not worth mentioning.

As for the puppets inside the tower, they were as fragile as paper, easily destroyed upon close contact.

Even though the difficulty of the Wan Jun Tower increases as you progress, it remains easy and stress-free for Lin Feng.

A hundred breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Feng calmly stepped into the tenth floor.

This level has always been reserved for senior inner disciples, and even then, they barely manage to get through.

As soon as Lin Feng landed, puppets covered in a golden luster appeared before him.

Judging from the aura emanating from the puppets, each one possesses formidable combat power at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

"Utterly worthless!"

Lin Feng's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Ten breaths later, he steadily stepped into the eleventh level.

Ten breaths later, the light curtain on the twelfth floor lit up.

At this moment, the area outside the Wanjun Pagoda was completely silent.

The onlookers, all inner disciples, stared in disbelief, their eyes wide with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Even the experienced Elder Qi was filled with shock.

As a veteran elder of the inner sect, he has witnessed countless inner sect disciples attempting to conquer the tower.

Among them are top talents like Zhang Lingfeng.

Even Zhang Lingfeng back then needed several adjustments and adaptations before he could easily reach the twelfth floor.

But Lin Feng was clearly challenging the Wan Jun Tower for the first time.

Why is his speed of clearing the levels even more exaggerated than that of many veteran core disciples?

"One hundred and twenty breaths, straight to the twelfth floor!"

"My God! Could Lin Feng's strength already be enough to compete for a spot in the top ten of the inner sect?"

This speed of clearing the levels far surpasses that of Senior Brother Ji!

"Rumor has it that Senior Brother Lu Zhuang also reached the first level in ten breaths back then, and forcefully climbed to the top!"

Whispers rose and fell, making Ji Tianpeng's face extremely grim.

Wu Qianhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "Senior Brother Ji, this kid does have some skill. But after the twelfth floor, the difficulty of the levels increases more than tenfold. Lin Feng is running out of steam and may not be able to advance any further."

"That's right!"

Ji Tianpeng echoed in a deep voice, but a strong sense of crisis quietly rose in his heart.

His record for conquering the tower ended at the fourteenth floor.

Lin Feng has now reached the twelfth floor, only two floors away from him.

Then, in the next moment, a burst of inspiration surged forth.

The thirteenth floor of the Wanjun Pagoda suddenly lit up with a brilliant light.

This scene was like an invisible hand gripping Ji Tianpeng's neck, making him gasp for breath.

Wu Qianhong and Situ Kuang's expressions also changed drastically at the same time. They held their breath and stared intently at the fourteenth floor.

"Whatever you do, don't let it light up..."

Situ Kuang murmured to himself, his heart filled with anxiety.

But his hopes were ultimately dashed.

Ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and the fourteenth layer of dazzling light shot into the sky, illuminating half of the sky with a radiant glow.

Situ Kuang's vision blurred, and his mind trembled.

A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, but he forced it down.

Qin Tao's face instantly darkened.

Ji Tianpeng's forehead veins bulged, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

It's broken even!

Lin Feng, with an astonishing speed of 140 breaths, equaled Ji Tianpeng's record of 14 floors.

Wu Qianhong, standing to the side, was incredulous, his face burning with pain.

Not long ago, he confidently asserted that Lin Feng's eagerness for quick success would inevitably lead to a lack of staying power.

But now, Lin Feng swept all the way from the first floor to the fourteenth floor, unstoppable and without any obstacles.

Each layer of light that lit up was like a resounding slap across his face.

"Senior Brother Ji..."

Wu Qianhong's throat was dry, and his voice trembled slightly: "Lin Feng... he probably can't possibly break into the fifteenth floor again, right?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Ji Tianpeng suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his gaze sharp as a torch.

"Only cultivators at the Spirit Sea Realm can break through to the fifteenth level; this is an ironclad rule recognized by the inner sect."

"Lin Feng's cultivation has not yet reached the Spirit Sea realm; ultimately, he can only stop here!"

Situ Kuang felt slightly relieved upon hearing this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, it would be a draw at best, but at least we could keep the 50,000 spirit stones.

Ji Tianpeng fell silent, silently counting the time in his mind.

Seven breaths, eight breaths, nine breaths...

The ten-breath time limit was reached in an instant.

Ji Tianpeng was already drenched in cold sweat, his eyes fixed on the fifteenth floor of the Wanjun Tower.

The light curtain on the fifteenth floor did not light up as expected.

"It seems he has reached his limit."

Ji Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"A draw is a safe bet; at least we've saved 50,000 spirit stones."

Situ Kuang wiped the cold sweat from his face and was just relieved when he caught a glimpse of light out of the corner of his eye.

A sliver of light shone through his fingers and into his eyes.

Situ Kuang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly looked up.

With just one glance, he was shaken to his core, his face turned deathly pale, as if struck by lightning.

On the fifteenth floor of the Wanjun Pagoda, spiritual light soared into the sky, its dazzling radiance illuminating the entire heavens!

"Fifteenth floor! He made it to the fifteenth floor!"

"Hiss! How is this possible?"

"W-Am I seeing things? Is this really the light curtain for the fifteenth floor?"

Gasps of astonishment rose and fell.

One disciple rubbed his eyes repeatedly, checking each layer from the first.

Ji Tianpeng's face was ashen, his eyes gleaming with intense light, and he was completely out of control.

Wu Qianhong was struck dumb, his face blank, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Qin Tao also took a deep breath and exclaimed softly, filled with shock.

Even Shi Bing, who had previously bet on Lin Feng to win, froze on the spot, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Only Zhang Lingfeng quickly composed himself and said in a deep voice, "He used twenty breaths for this level."

"What?!"

Shi Bing was taken aback at first, but quickly understood the deeper meaning.

Although Lin Feng's progress slowed down after breaking through the fourteenth floor, it was only half of what it used to be.

But even with her top-tier talent, she absolutely could not clear the first level in just twenty breaths!

"Is he a monster?"

Shi Bing raised his eyes and gazed at the Wan Jun Pagoda. Amidst the swirling light curtain, he could vaguely make out the tall figure within the pagoda.

And this thrilling challenge that captivated the entire audience is still ongoing.