Just behind that door!
He had a premonition that the entity emitting this battle conscious was right behind that door.
"This isn't enough. My Primordial Consciousness isn't enough!"
Wang Teng's eyes brightened, and he silently muttered to himself. The blank attribute points started to decrease, and his Primordial Consciousness rapidly advanced to the third tier.
Boom!
In an instant, something in Wang Teng's body shattered and a powerful aura erupted from his body.
The Primordial Consciousness had reached the third rank. This aura was on par with a universe-stage martial warrior!
Primordial Consciousness: 1/30000 (third-rank)
20,000 blank attribute points disappeared. It was a considerable amount. Fortunately, Wang Teng had abundant blank attribute points; otherwise, it wouldn't have been enough.
"What is this?" Tong En and the others were astounded.
Wang Teng's presence had become stronger!
And it wasn't a minor increase. It was a huge leap as if he had jumped from heaven stage to the universe stage.
At this moment, standing in front of them, Wang Teng seemed like a universe-stage formidable warrior.
His aura was so majestic that even they felt the pressure. They couldn't help but step back, unable to keep up with him.
Warpath was unaware of how his aura had forced Tong En and the others to retreat. As his aura surged, he found that the terrifying battle conscious, though still fearsome, could no longer impede his progress.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Step by step, his movements were unwavering and resolute.
The aura could no longer shake his stride.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})In the next moment, he finally entered the interior of the grand hall.
Beyond the door, the darkness gave way to a dimly lit space.
Inside the grand hall, Wang Teng saw someone!
It was a member of the Naga Race.
Standing in the very center of the grand hall, this Naga warrior held a dark sword in his hand and was adorned in battle-worn armor. Despite his body bearing numerous battle scars, he stood with unwavering pride. His gaze was locked upon the entrance, exuding an aura of disdain, as if he looked down upon all others.
Wang Teng's pupils contracted slightly as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.
Bang!
At the next moment, an even more powerful battle conscious surged towards Wang Teng, much stronger than before.
Wang Teng's complexion turned slightly pale as his third-rank Primordial Consciousness was unable to withstand it. The overwhelming battle conscious forced him to step back three times before he could stabilize himself.
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
The roars echoed in Wang Teng's mind, shaking his mental state to its core, almost rendering him unable to hold on.
"Such a terrifying battle conscious!" Wang Teng's face slightly changed.
And this was just a corpse!
It had been dead for who knows how many years, no longer a living martial warrior, yet it still retained such a formidable battle conscious!
This was unthinkable!
Wang Teng couldn't help but wonder just how high was the cultivation level of this Naga Race individual when he was alive?
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Wang Teng didn't even dare to imagine.
"So terrifying. This must be at least an eternal stage duke!" Round Ball, who had been silent, spoke within Wang Teng's mind.
Tong En and the others followed behind him.
Though they struggled more, they were still heaven-stage martial warriors and could withstand the battle conscious to some extent.
However, upon entering the main hall and seeing the Naga Race's corpse, the battle conscious surged, making it unbearable for them.
These individuals were even more overwhelmed than Wang Teng, retreating more than ten steps, ending up outside the door.
"Oh my god!"
Tong En and the others wore grim expressions, shocked that they couldn't even enter the hall.
Only Wang Teng could enter!
The overwhelming battle conscious they had just sensed was enough to keep them from entering. Even with their preparations, it seemed they wouldn't make it through the door.
When they entered the hall, the queen felt a stronger call from her bloodline, but she was unable to enter the door, let alone use her bloodline power.
She felt exasperated. Her expression changed, but there was nothing she could do. She could only stand at the door and wait.
Wang Teng, on the other hand, glanced back at the group but didn't say much. He knew he couldn't blame others for not being able to enter the hall.
He was about to raise his Primordial Consciousness to counteract the intense battle conscious, which was the only way for him to approach the corpse.
However, his attention was suddenly drawn to the attribute bubbles next to the corpse.
So many!
There were many of them!
Until now, all his attention had been absorbed by the NagaRace's corpse, and only at this moment did he realize that the area surrounding the corpse was scattered with numerous attribute bubbles.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Get them!
With a glint in his eyes, Wang Teng immediately extended his spiritual power to pick them up.
The attribute bubbles flew towards him one by one.
Unyielding Battle Conscious (fourth-rank)*400
Unyielding Battle Conscious (fourth-rank)*300
Unyielding Battle Conscious (fourth-rank)*600
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Unyielding Battle Conscious! Wang Teng's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected to find battle conscious attributes here, which was a pleasant surprise.
In an instant, an image appeared in his mind.
A Naga Race figure stood in the palace, his sword raised to the sky as he bellowed furiously.
Fight!
None can make me submit!
I will fight to the end!
The overwhelming battle conscious surged into the sky, undaunted by death, unwavering as if even in the face of powerful enemies, there was no fear, only the will to fight!
This indomitable spirit, that fearlessness, at this moment, transformed into a willpower piercing through the heavens like a sharp sword.
Boom!
In the sky, a colossal hand materialized, blocking out the sun as if the entire world was within its grasp. Then, it descended, unstoppable.
The Naga warrior, however, displayed no fear. His eyes burned with unyielding battle conscious as he swung his sword. A peerless sword radiance swept out.
After a thunderous explosion, the Naga warrior perished. His vitality dissipated but that unwavering battle conscious remained, surrounding his body, never to disperse for thousands of years.
