Chapter 181: Chapter 175: Sorry, I’m Afraid I’ll Break Your Machine

Han Feng felt his vision go black.

His consciousness was instantly pulled into a gray, hazy, isolated space.

In the center of the space, a phantom lay prone.

It looked like a cat.

No, that was a tiger, shrunk countless times over.

Its body was translucent and listless.

It let out a weak cry at Han Feng.

"Meow—"

Han Feng was a little speechless.

’So this is the so-called Tier Two Early Stage pressure?’

This level of Spiritual Shock wasn’t even as intense as the lowest-level Spirit Body he had encountered outside the cave.

To his Spiritual Strength of two hundred sixty-five, this wasn’t pressure at all.

It was just a tickle.

"Hello? Are you still there?"

Han Feng spoke, his voice transmitting through the helmet’s microphone.

Outside, the researcher, Zhao Hai, was staring at the screen.

The brainwave data line on the screen was so flat it was almost dead.

He was spacing out when the voice startled him.

"What’s wrong?"

"Are you feeling dizzy and nauseous?"

"If you need to vomit, say so now! Don’t get the equipment dirty!"

"No."

Han Feng’s voice was completely calm.

"I’m asking you, is the machine on?"

Zhao Hai was stunned.

He glanced at the control console. All indicators showed normal operation.

"It’s on!"

"Tier Two Early Stage pressure. You don’t feel it?"

"If you’re referring to a little cat meowing in front of me, then yes, I saw that."

Han Feng sighed.

"Can you, uh, turn it up a bit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, suppressed snickers erupted from the crowd outside.

Wang Meng, at the back of the crowd, raised a hand to cover his face.

He felt Han Feng’s bragging was getting a little ridiculous.

Zhao Hai felt his professionalism had been insulted.

This system was the culmination of his department’s painstaking work.

How could he allow some brat in the mere Body Tempering Realm to look down on it like this?

"Fine. You want me to turn it up, right?"

Zhao Hai’s expression darkened.

He swiped his finger forcefully across the control console, pushing the power to Tier Two Middle Stage.

In Han Feng’s Consciousness Space, the sickly cat phantom trembled.

Its form instantly swelled, turning into a half-grown mutt.

The colorful tiger stripes on its body became a little clearer.

It bared its fangs at Han Feng and let out a threatening growl.

’Hmm, the pressure did increase a tiny bit.’

’If before it was a feather, now it’s probably like a fingertip pressing on my forehead.’

’Still nothing.’

"More."

Han Feng’s voice came through again.

Zhao Hai’s hand, gripping the control lever, trembled slightly.

"More?"

"It’s already at Tier Two Middle Stage!"

"Many Martial Artists at the Meridian Passage First Layer experience intense discomfort at this stage!"

"More."

A single word, leaving no room for argument.

Zhao Hai gritted his teeth and pushed the power directly into the red zone for Tier Two Late Stage!

Inside the Consciousness Space, the mutt-sized tiger phantom expanded again.

It transformed into a true, adult tiger!

It was over three meters long, its body wreathed in a faint red glow.

The ferocious aura of an apex predator rushed toward him.

’Now this is getting a little interesting.’

Han Feng felt a distinct tingling sensation spread across his cerebral cortex.

It was as if countless tiny steel needles were gently massaging his brain.

The heavy pressure began to forcibly compress his Spiritual Power, which had become somewhat unstable from devouring the Spirit Bodies.

It started to show signs of tightening.

’But this isn’t enough.’

’It’s still a far cry from the feeling of "Extreme Tempering."’

"More."

Han Feng’s voice was still steady.

Even the rhythm of his breathing hadn’t changed.

This time, the crowd of onlookers fell completely silent.

No one there was a fool.

The glaring, bright red "Tier Two Late Stage" indicator on the screen couldn’t be faked.

Someone at the Body Tempering Realm, withstanding Tier Two Late Stage spiritual pressure while chatting so casually?

’Is he even human?’

"Are you sure?"

Tiny beads of sweat had formed on Zhao Hai’s forehead.

He stared intently at the data; Han Feng’s heart rate was as steady as if he were sound asleep.

"Stop dawdling. Go straight to Tier Three."

As soon as he said it, the entire place erupted in an uproar!

Even the City Defense Army officer, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

Two sharp glints of light shot straight toward Han Feng, who was lying in the chair.

Zhao Hai’s throat bobbed.

"Tier Three... That’s a whole different league! A qualitative leap!"

"If something happens, I’m not taking any responsibility!"

"I signed the waiver."

"Fine! You’ve got guts!"

Zhao Hai steeled himself and rapidly typed a string of administrator commands on the console.

He disengaged the safety lock.

Then, with two fingers, he slowly pushed the red lever, which symbolized immense pressure, past the conspicuous warning line.

"Tier Three Early Stage! Life Domain, full power!"

VMMMM—!

The roar of the instrument suddenly increased by an order of magnitude.

Han Feng’s Consciousness Space was instantly thrown into turmoil!

The adult tiger let out a soul-shaking roar as its body expanded dramatically!

Three meters...

Four meters...

Five meters!

Its fur turned into burning crimson flames.

Its eyes became two blood-red lanterns, hanging high in the air.

The terrifying pressure was no longer an intangible aura.

It had materialized into a Giant Hammer, smashing down violently on Han Feng’s Sea of Consciousness!

BOOM!

Han Feng felt as if his head had been struck head-on by a siege hammer.

The feeling was like a Mortal being pinned to the ground with a small mountain on his back.

Every breath was as heavy as lead.

"Nngh..."

Han Feng let out a muffled grunt.

His hands, resting on the armrests, clenched abruptly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

「Outside.」

Everyone saw with their own eyes how the young man, who had been lying there as if on vacation, suddenly tensed up like a drawn bow.