Wang Teng calmed down and observed the last corpse carefully.
"Huh? There are no wounds on this body. How did he die?"
After watching for some time, Wang Teng noticed something strange. He was puzzled. He activated his Eyes of Essence and looked at the body, hoping to find the reason for his death at the microscopic level.
He scanned the inside of the corpse but didn't discover anything. When he reached the neck, he hesitated.
He would have to face the eyes if he moved further up!
Wang Teng was in a dilemma. In the end, he gritted his teeth and moved up.
The pressure given off by this corpse was frightening, but it was still a corpse. He mustn't be a coward.
Boom!
When Wang Teng saw the vertical eye, his mind trembled. He felt an immense pressure dawning on him.
His face turned white, and large drops of cold sweat dripped down his forehead. Spiritual power tossed and turned involuntarily in his consciousness, churning as it tried to resist the pressure.
"Sigh!"
