Complete Martial Arts Attributes Chapter 2050 Unyielding Willpower! Dark Shadow Sword! Sword Spirit! (2)

Chapter 2050  Unyielding Willpower! Dark Shadow Sword! Sword Spirit! (2)

Just behind that door!

He had a premonition that the ent.i.ty emitting this battle conscious was right behind that door.

"This isn't enough. My Primordial Consciousness isn't enough!"

w.a.n.g 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 w.a.n.g 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, w.a.n.g Teng had abundant blank attribute points; otherwise, it wouldn't have been enough.

"What is this?" Tong En and the others were astounded.

w.a.n.g 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, w.a.n.g 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.

In the next moment, he finally entered the interior of the grand hall.

Beyond the door, the darkness gave way to a dimly lit s.p.a.ce.

Inside the grand hall, w.a.n.g 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.

w.a.n.g 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.

Get them!

With a glint in his eyes, w.a.n.g 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

…

Unyielding Battle Conscious! w.a.n.g 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.