Chapter 715 - 228: Advancement to Stellar Class, The 999-Story Immortal Tower, Showdown of the Strong, Target: Champion

Chapter 715: Chapter 228: Advancement to Stellar Class, The 999-Story Immortal Tower, Showdown of the Strong, Target: Champion

Everyone could clearly see that with two hidden items in his possession, Caesar’s margin for error and potential for growth far surpassed Qin Feng’s.

Even if he truly lost this bet, with these two trump cards, he could quickly close the one-billion-Contribution-Point gap and even pull ahead.

In the long run, the advantage of consolidating the contestants from an entire star system was simply immense.

After all, the stage when Constant Star-level Powerhouses became numerous was when the competition’s resources were most plentiful and the battles most intense.

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Time flowed by, swift and silent, as the two top prodigies engaged in their extreme secluded cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

Deep within the frozen planet, Qin Feng’s [Immortal Tower] had shot up under his focused efforts, reaching a staggering seven hundred stories. His total construction progress had steadily advanced to 70%.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the cosmos, Caesar’s progress was even more swift. The construction of the magnificent and majestic [Immortal Holy Feather] had reached 87%, only a short distance away from Perfection.

At that moment, deep within Subspace—a realm imperceptible to ordinary people—lay a sanctuary that sheltered the soul projections of the Human Race’s most powerful experts.

Here, the ethereal image of Qin Feng’s [Immortal Tower] stood silently in the core region surrounding the Emperor’s Golden Throne.

Silver light flowed across the tower’s body. The placement of each Brick Stone seemed to synchronize with the very pulse of Subspace.

As he constructed his tower, Qin Feng could clearly sense another magnificent Dao Foundation projection on the opposite side of the core region, being built at a frenetic pace that was in no way inferior to his own.

It was a pair of immense, holy wings—the [Immortal Holy Feather].

Qin Feng could clearly ’see’ Caesar’s progress, just as Caesar could ’see’ Qin Feng’s with perfect clarity.

’No wonder... no wonder he said we were the same kind of people.’

Qin Feng mused, a sliver of understanding dawning on him.

’So that’s it. He also received the Emperor’s favor. His Indestructible Projection was also drawn into this core region, the one closest to the source.’

This region was the exclusive domain of the Emperor’s chosen.

Caesar’s very presence here spoke volumes.

On the other side, however, the storm raging in Caesar’s heart was far more violent than Qin Feng’s.

’This guy... could he be a ’double-chosen’? Why does his projection feel even closer to the Golden Throne than mine?’

Caesar’s Will was filled with shock and bewilderment.

What was even more alarming was Qin Feng’s unbelievable cultivation speed.

’He’s improving so fast! Is the Ten-Complete Hand really this terrifying after the initial mastery? As expected of the Extreme Warband’s ultimate hidden technique... It’s at least ten times more profound than my Warband’s legacy top-tier Nourishing Technique!’

He knew full well that he had a 40% lead in construction progress, an enormous advantage that should have let him rest easy.

But now, he felt a suffocating pressure from Qin Feng, a relentless pursuit that threatened to completely erase that advantage!

And so, the two of them ’watched’ each other from afar in the vastness of Subspace, separated by the supreme throne.

There was no verbal communication, no clash of minds.

There was only a shared, frenzied drive to push their potential to the absolute limit. They had tacitly turned this silent duel into an extreme race against time, a competition of cultivation!

「Another ten years flew by.」

Qin Feng’s [Immortal Tower] had been built to a height of nine hundred stories, its construction progress officially reaching 90%!

As for Caesar, relying on his profound foundation, he still maintained a slight lead. His [Immortal Holy Feather] reached 95% completion!

The final sprint had begun!

「Another ten years passed.」

When the total duration of their secluded cultivation reached thirty years, a startling equilibrium was reached.

Qin Feng: [Immortal Tower] construction, 99%!

Caesar: [Immortal Holy Feather] construction, 99%!

After thirty years of frenzied pursuit, Qin Feng had forcibly closed the 40% gap that once seemed like an impassable chasm, shrinking it down to the final, most crucial one percent!

Victory or defeat would be decided in this very moment!

CRACK...

CRACKLE...

Deep within the ice cavern, Qin Feng’s consciousness had completely merged with his [Immortal Tower].

Silvery-white Brick Stones, each imbued with his entire Will, were stacking at a frenetic pace, far faster than before.

The nearly complete spire, symbolizing the Perfection of his Dao Foundation, was being constructed at incredible speed. Only the final corner remained!

Meanwhile, on another barren planet, Caesar had also entered a state of absolute focus, oblivious to himself and the world.

On the ethereal projection of the [Immortal Holy Feather], so vast it blotted out the sky, feathers shimmering with a holy radiance were growing and spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Wings grew fuller and more solid, with only a few crucial pinions left to be completed.

Both had fallen into a terrifying state of absolute focus, burning through all their potential as they made one final sprint for ultimate victory!

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In the outside world, the situation had long since changed dramatically.

The brutal conflict that had swept across six major star systems for nearly thirty years had inexplicably come to a complete halt recently.

Outside the frozen planet in Star System 117, the one Qin Feng had chosen for his secluded cultivation, countless figures of Martial Artists now floated densely in the void of space.

They hailed from five major star systems—115, 116, 117, and others—and numbered over a million.

They did not speak or make any unnecessary movements. With solemn expressions, they simply formed defensive lines, staunchly guarding the frozen planet at their center.