Tong En was feeling a bit frustrated. She had just questioned Wang Teng's abilities, and now she found herself proven wrong.
Didn't this fellow just cut a small wound on the head of the Naga Race's armored corpse?
Why had the armored corpse stopped moving?
Something wasn't right.
The others were equally perplexed. They had assumed that Wang Teng's strength, while impressive, wouldn't be enough to deal with a Naga Race's armored corpse capable of wielding universe-stage power.
It wasn't that they looked down on Wang Teng It was just a matter of them potentially underestimating his abilities.
Now, their perceptions had been turned upside down.
It seemed that Wang Teng's strike had indeed been effective.
But, how was this possible?
It was just a small cut, but the Naga Race's armored corpse lost its ability to move.
"Wang Teng, how did you do it?" Tong En couldn't help but ask.
"I just made a random slash, I didn't expect this Naga Clan's armored corpse to be so fragile," Wang Teng responded.
Tong En: …
Was this fellow showing off?
This was outrageous!
How could they not know the strength of that Naga Clan's armored corpse?
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Even with a dozen heaven-stage martial warriors joining forces, they couldn't defeat it.
Now this guy was telling them he casually solved it with a sword strike? This was beyond belief.
Yuan Bai and the others were speechless. How did they not realize that this junior, Wang Teng, liked showing off so much?
He seemed so friendly, yet he turned out to be a show-off.
Damn it!
They were wrong about him.
Wang Teng paid no attention to their reactions. He approached the Naga Clan's armored corpse and, with a glint in his eye, realized that this corpse was, at the very least, a universe-stage martial warrior. Its body was still intact, showing no signs of damage. Now that the Shadow Puppetry Seal within it had vanished, he only needed to inscribe a new Shadow Puppetry Seal to control it.
With this in mind, he waved his hand and collected the Naga Clan's armored corpse.
Yuan Bai and the others were slightly puzzled, wondering why he was taking this Naga Clan corpse.
After all, it was just a lifeless body, dead for who knows how many years. Its vitality was long gone, and even if it was universe-stage martial warrior, wouldn't it be of little use?
Unless he intended to study it.
The Naga Race was a rare sight, making their corpses somewhat valuable for research.
However, for people like Wan Dong and his group, it was nothing out of the ordinary. Throughout their journey, Wang Teng had collected all sorts of items and corpses, so taking another corpse was no big deal.
These people were kicking up a fuss over a small matter.
Wan Dong and his companions glanced at Yuan Bai and the others, feeling a subtle sense of superiority.
Their knowledge and experience were truly unmatched!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"Let's go, and explore inside!" Wang Teng led the way towards the grand hall.
The Naga Race's armored corpse was now under Wang Teng's control, and the other ordinary armored corpses in the vicinity didn't dare to approach the grand hall. It seemed like they were wary of something.
Tong En and the others looked back and felt relieved. They continued to follow Wang Teng toward the grand hall.
They proceeded with caution. The grand hall exuded an eerie atmosphere, and even before entering it, they felt an overwhelming, intangible pressure that seemed to engulf them.
This pressure was formless, yet it gave them an indescribable sense of powerlessness.
Boom!
The group couldn't help but step back, their faces showing signs of alarm.
"Hmph!" Wang Teng's gaze sharpened, and he refused to retreat. He let out a cold snort and, at that moment, a powerful surge of energy enveloped him.
Majestic and ancient!
It was the Primordial Consciousness.
Wang Teng erupted with a formidable presence to resist the overwhelming pressure emanating from the grand hall.
In his perception, this pressure also carried the essence of consciousness, but unlike his own, it exuded an indomitable and unstoppable… battle conscious!
That's right.
Battle conscious!
Wang Teng had previously grasped the concept of Battlefield Awareness, which was a form of combat awareness and not exactly battle conscious, but they shared some similarities.
Wang Teng had previously grasped the concept of "Battlefield Awareness," which was a form of combat awareness and not exactly battle conscious, but they shared some similarities.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})But, why was there battle conscious in this great hall?
Wang Teng was a little curious. He resisted the overwhelming and majestic battle conscious and advanced step by step toward the interior of the hall.
The rest of the group watched in astonishment as he forged ahead. This guy was actually resisting the formidable pressure without taking a step back.
After exchanging glances, each of them unleashed their aura and stepped forward into the hall.
However, they realized that they couldn't match Wang Teng's presence. His aura suppressed theirs.
From a close distance, they could feel the profound and ancient aura emanating from Wang Teng, which left them deeply awestruck.
Why did Wang Teng possess such a unique aura?
This kind of presence was usually only found in immensely powerful and ancient individuals. Yet now, it was manifesting from an individual of cosmos-stage strength, which was truly incredible.
Wang Teng didn't know what Tong En and the others were thinking. He continued his approach toward the main entrance of the grand hall. The battle conscious grew stronger and began to hover directly above him, almost making it difficult for him to raise his head.
Battle! Battle! Battle!
It was as if Wang Teng was hearing faint cries and seeing hazy images in his mind.
A figure in the midst of an epic battle!
However, it was incredibly indistinct, and the individual's features could not be discerned.
"What is this? Is it the person who left this battle conscious?"
Wang Teng's expression shifted as he found it somewhat unbelievable.
"My Primordial Consciousness has reached the second rank. It's enough to frighten high-tier imperial-level star beasts, yet it can't compare to this battle conscious."
"The person who left behind this battle conscious… How formidable is he?"
An indescribable sense of awe filled Wang Teng's heart. His eyes gleamed brightly as he remained focused on the main entrance of the grand hall.
