Global Catastrophe: I Became the World Tree-Chapter 881 - 491: Storming the Tower_2

Ye Feng naturally felt the same, and as he was shrouded in the beam of light, he noticed that the scenery in front of him began to twist.

The next instant, he realized he had somehow arrived on an ancient battlefield.

This made Ye Feng’s eyes widen slightly, "Was I teleported here?"

"No, with my control over space, even if a Higher God took action, it would be impossible to move me to an unknown area without my noticing."

"As for a Divine King, it’s hard to say, but with only two Divine Kings in the entire Heavenly God Court, how could they possibly pay attention to the Preliminary Selection phase."

Soon, Ye Feng thought of another possibility, an Illusion Realm.

But as his spiritual power extended in all directions, everything in front of him felt so real that he couldn’t detect any illusion, even with his Tenth Order Peak Level spiritual power.

By this time, where else could Ye Feng not know that this was most definitely the handiwork of a True God Level, or even higher realm, power.

Although Ye Feng had heard Gu Ao Duo roughly describe the power of a True God Strongman, such as their speed, he had never witnessed it personally.

And now he was getting a glimpse of it.

It was while Ye Feng was observing this ancient battlefield that a mechanical voice rang out beside his ear, "The first round of testing will begin in 10 seconds. Defeat the enemy to proceed to the second layer. Please be prepared."

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s expression instantly became more serious.

seconds passed in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, a warrior clad in armor appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

The warrior was entirely covered in metal armor; apart from a pair of eyes, nothing else could be seen, and Ye Feng felt that even the opponent’s eyes were not human pupils.

But before Ye Feng could continue observing, the opponent swung a great sword at Ye Feng.

As the armored warrior attacked, Ye Feng instantly sensed a Ninth Order Early Stage aura bursting forth from his body.

Such a level of enemy was naturally beneath Ye Feng’s consideration.

Ye Feng did not kill him with a slap, instead, he released a Space Cage, trapping him in place.

Then, he unleashed a Space Blade that sliced through the warrior’s shoulder.

Immediately, the armored warrior’s arm was severed, blood spraying everywhere.

However, the blood was blue in color, and before Ye Feng could take a closer look, he noticed that the severed arm quickly dissipated as if early snow met the fierce sun.

"Could it really be an illusion?" Ye Feng hesitated.

Then he almost dissected the enemy in front of him completely; when Ye Feng split open the opposing warrior’s armor, he immediately discovered that this was indeed not human.

Ye Feng did not know what race the opponent belonged to, but if he had to describe it, there was one term that seemed fitting, which was Lizard Man.

At least in appearance, it had some similarities with that species.

But as Ye Feng proceeded to dissect him further, a voice reached his ears.

"Congratulations to you, contestant Ye Feng, for successfully passing the first stage. Please proceed to the second layer."

Ye Feng suddenly felt the scenery in front of him twist, and he reappeared on the first floor of the Preliminary Selection Tower.

Ye Feng looked around again, only to see pillars of light, each enveloping a competing contestant.

"It’s just as I suspected, they didn’t actually move us anywhere. It’s something similar to an Illusion Realm," Ye Feng murmured to himself.

At that moment, the light screen engulfing him disappeared, and Ye Feng didn’t linger there but followed the others who had passed the first stage up the stairs to the second layer.

By the time Ye Feng arrived, there were already hundreds of people on the second layer; obviously, they had cleaved through at a faster pace than Ye Feng and had arrived here earlier.

There, they were also enveloped by a light beam, each person in an unconscious state.

Seeing this, something stirred in Ye Feng’s heart. He approached the light screen closest to him and reached out to touch it.

But he found that although the light screen seemed frail, its defensive power was terrifying, and it was integrated with the entire structure of the Preliminary Selection Tower.

Therefore, Ye Feng felt that without True God Level power, it would be impossible to breach this layer of light screen.

"This is good, at least my life is safe," Ye Feng couldn’t help but nod to himself.

At that moment, he felt the token in his hand grow slightly warm, and there was a 10-second countdown on it, which was probably his last preparation time.

Ye Feng casually chose a relatively open space to stand still, and when the 10 seconds were up, a beam of light instantly shot down from above.

Soon, Ye Feng found himself once again in that ancient battlefield.

This time, the enemies he faced were two armored soldiers at the Early Stage of the Ninth Order.

Ye Feng just glanced at them briefly before turning his attention back to his own condition.

Having understood that he was in an Illusion Realm, he became even more curious about his own state.

He quickly discovered that in this environment, his actual Combat Power was indeed restricted.

Especially in terms of speed, it was impossible to burst forth at his normal speed; it felt like at most, he could only reach the speed level of the Early Stage of the 10th Rank.

This inadvertently made Ye Feng frown slightly.

Moreover, the Divine Artifacts he wore, once activated, could only unleash the power equivalent to high-level Spiritual Artifacts.

So in this Illusion Realm, his power was greatly suppressed.

The only thing not suppressed, perhaps, was his comprehension of Rule Power.

After getting a rough grasp of the situation, Ye Feng casually executed a Space Cutoff and instantly killed the two Lizard Warriors.

Soon, Ye Feng came to his senses and then headed to the third level. When he arrived, there were far fewer people there, only about a dozen.

Clearly, as the difficulty continued to increase, the gap between the participants would probably grow wider and wider.

As Ye Feng had predicted, the difficulty level increased with each successive level.

On the third level, three Ninth Order Early Stage Lizardman Warriors would appear.

By this time, Ye Feng had more or less figured out the pattern here.

If the difficulty kept increasing in this manner, then to break through the 10th level, one would have to defeat 10 Ninth Order Early Stage Lizardman Warriors.

The difficult wasn’t overwhelmingly great, but it was certainly not small either.

If a warrior at the Peak of the Ninth Order were to attempt it, someone who had mastered some powerful martial moves or explosive Secret Techniques, passing through shouldn’t be much of a problem.

But for a comparatively mediocre Peak of the Ninth Order, it might be insurmountable.

Because during combat, these Lizard Warriors fought utterly fearlessly. Although they did not utilize Formation tactics, their coordination was supremely tacit, and they would create opportunities for their comrades to attack.

In such cases, anyone with slightly less combat experience might get injured in a moment of inattention.

If the injuries reached a certain extent, it would probably be considered a failure.

Of course, for Ye Feng, none of this posed a problem; he could easily steamroll his way up using Rule Power.

When Ye Feng reached the fifth level, the place was completely deserted; clearly, he was the first to arrive.

And in the subsequent levels, he continued to lead by a significant margin.

In almost no time at all, he reached the 11th level.

When Ye Feng arrived at the 11th level, the spectacle of him rapidly breeching levels caught some people’s attention on the outside.

Although the majority of people outside were focused on the real-time ranking board on the plaza, naturally, some also paid attention to the progress of the contestants.

And on the right side of the Preliminary Selection Tower, there was a real-time ranking of those progressing through the levels.

It displayed the status of the 1,000 contestants.

"Look quickly, the 11th-level indicator has lit up, meaning someone has reached the 11th level. It’s only been 5 minutes, isn’t that speed too fast?" someone immediately remarked.

"Indeed, the previous groups, even the fastest to pass the 10th level, took around 10 minutes. It seems like a real expert has entered this time!" another person echoed.

"Fast progress equals expert? A true expert definitely knows how to manage their energy. Rashly rushing through like this, with significant exhaustion of physical energy and Rule Power, might actually lead to worse performance in the later stages," someone else countered.