Elder Wulan frowned and suggested, "Why don't we contact the Patriarch? He knows more and might figure out how to enter."
"Right, the Patriarch knows everything. Having him check it out won't be wrong."
"Agreed!"
Everyone nodded quickly, and Elder Wulan sent a communication talisman to Feng Jinchuan.
Song Wanníng sneered quietly to herself. At first, no one had thought about Feng Jinchuan. Now that they needed help, they suddenly remembered how powerful he was.
But that was human nature—no surprise.
She folded her arms and paced around the tower, looking serious as if studying it carefully. The others did the same. Together, they tried to figure out how to enter the Tongtian Tower.
...
"Patriarch, the research on the restriction is not something done quickly. You should rest. I will watch over this place. Nothing will go wrong."
The Feng family's array masters felt Feng Jinchuan's intense gaze and grew uncomfortable, unable to perform well.
The others felt the same. Everyone was somewhat intimidated by Feng Jinchuan. His presence was affecting progress.
Feng Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and was about to refuse when he received a communication from Elder Wulan.
It seemed Peng Yu had been captured.
His expression turned cold as he picked up the talisman. When he heard the contents, his face changed drastically.
Tongtian Tower?
What was that?
His heartbeat quickened. Without a word, he vanished in a flash, leaving several array masters behind scratching their heads helplessly.
After receiving the news, he dared not rest. He took out his flying treasure and sped toward the wasteland.
His mind was chaotic. The temptation and significance of the three words "Tongtian Tower" were overwhelming.
He had to get there quickly and examine it. He could not let other families get ahead of him.
If they could move the family directly into the spiritual realm, then the external dragon veins would be meaningless. After all, no matter how prosperous the lower world, it could not compare to the boundless potential of the spiritual realm.
Rushing without pause, Feng Jinchuan arrived at the wasteland by evening the next day.
From afar, a towering spire reached into the clouds, its aura oppressive.
His heartbeat quickened again. He stared fixedly at the three characters "通天塔," as if already seeing hope for ascension.
The Feng family had been trapped in the Secluded Land for generations, punished for too long. Now, they finally faced a chance to change their fate.
He approached the tower swiftly and descended from the air.
"Patriarch, you finally arrived. This Tongtian Tower is very mysterious. None of us have found a way inside!"
"Yes, we have been researching for a day or two and are still completely confused, with no clue how to enter!"
The elders immediately surrounded him, complaining noisily.
Song Wanníng mingled among them, occasionally chiming in.
Feng Jinchuan nodded. "I understand. Let me take a look."
He frowned and approached the tower.
At that moment, he noticed a bag on the ground and stopped.
Elder Wulan said, "That is Peng Yu's corpse. She was smart enough to hide in Feng family territory. Luckily, Feng Youming was thorough and killed her at once."
Feng Jinchuan's eyes flickered thoughtfully as he looked at Feng Youming.
Feng Youming was grinning proudly, clearly seeking credit.
Pushing aside his thoughts, the urgent matter was to enter the Tongtian Tower. But he still held some doubts about the sudden appearance of this tower and carefully asked about the details.
After hearing their descriptions, he fell silent.
The wasteland had existed for hundreds of thousands of years. Now this sudden anomaly made him suspicious.
And the tower was called Tongtian Tower—too much of a coincidence.
Still...
Whether it was a trap or not, he had to try.
The restriction research had stalled for too long. If this was truly the Tongtian Tower, missing it would be a lifelong regret.
After a moment of thought, he said, "I will try entering first. Everyone else, do not act rashly. Follow my orders."
Feng Jinchuan's divine sense swept over the group, lingering on Song Wanníng, then he flew toward the tower.
He tried many methods around the tower, his expression growing more serious.
Song Wanníng watched coldly, waiting silently for the right moment to open the trial tower.
Finally, Feng Jinchuan reached the main entrance. He stared at a pattern above and fell into deep thought. Then, mysteriously, he took out a jade token and pressed it onto the pattern.
He had not expected much, but the tower trembled slightly.
His joy exploded. He quickly infused spiritual energy into the jade token.
The Tongtian Tower was finally opening!