The Storm Is Coming

After several hours, Chen Feng moved forward again.

The deeper he went, the more terrifying the time required. He advanced through the stone stele forest, constantly gaining comprehension.

However, his speed was still fast overall.

Compared to ordinary martial artists, he was dozens of times faster. In just a few hours, he had passed through multiple layers of the forest, with over a hundred patterns of power interwoven on his body.

He felt deeply moved.

Because the deeper he went, the more profound and mystical the things he comprehended became.

"Over a hundred patterns of power, but it's not enough. It's just a part of it. Those people in the front have hundreds of patterns interwoven on their bodies. They still have quite a way to go before they reach the final area."

Chen Feng murmured to himself and continued forward.