Inside the Orlant warship, there was dead silence.
Dean Saint Luo's expression was as dark as could be. Wang Teng's overwhelming strength had completely exceeded his expectations.
Moreover, if he was not mistaken, that spaceship had to be Domain Lord Level or above. It might even be a World Lord Level Spaceship.
But how was that possible?!
Wang Teng was merely a martial artist from this native planet. Even if he had become a baron of the Great Qian Empire, there was no way he could afford a World Lord Level Spaceship.
Besides, the intelligence he had received had never mentioned Wang Teng possessing a World Lord Level Spaceship!
At that moment, he felt like killing someone!
One wrong step led to another!
The person who had provided him with the intelligence had claimed that they could easily handle this little bastard. Yet this was the result.
That World Lord Level Spaceship alone was enough to make him, a Domain Lord Level martial artist, wary.
"Dean Saint Luo, what do we do?" Ke Luote swallowed and asked.
He had known it would not be so easy to deal with Wang Teng. Now, just one incomparably powerful spaceship had driven them into a desperate situation.
How were they supposed to fight?
The moment Universe Level Martial Artists like them went out there, they would probably be blasted to pieces.
Saint Luo took a deep breath. His gaze was cold and sharp as he said, "Wang Teng, do you think you have me cornered?"
"You're at death's door and still talking tough," Wang Teng said coldly.
"Hmph. Take a look at who they are." Saint Luo appeared in space with the Wang Family members, sneering.
"Dad, Mom, Grandpa!" Wang Teng's expression changed drastically, and overwhelming Slaughter Intent surged from his heart.
That