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?
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!
That's right.
Battle conscious!
Wang Teng had previously grasped the concept of Battlefield Awareness, which was a form of bat 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 bat awareness and not exactly battle conscious, but they shared some similarities.
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 pare 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.
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