Another day passed. Only nine days remained until the elimination round ended!
First Forbidden Zone.
Deep sea.
Wang Teng sat cross-legged atop a massive boulder on the seabed, his eyes slightly closed. Not far ahead of him lay a bottomless Great Sea Trench, stretching endlessly like the entrance to an abyss.
Icy seawater surged up from below, bone-piercingly cold!
Yet Wang Teng remained seated cross-legged, utterly unmoved, like a lifeless stone statue.
He had completely merged into the seawater, truly concealing his aura so that no Star Beast came to disturb him.
"Wang Teng has reached the seabed too!"
"He seems to be the forty-third person to reach the seabed. Quite a few martial warriors got there before him."
"By the way, what is Wang Teng doing? He finally reached the seabed, so why isn't he moving?"
"Healing? No, he wasn't injured earlier!"
"Um, why do I feel like he's... cultivating?"
"Looks like he really is?"
"Is he really that carefree? Everyone else rushes to hunt Star Beasts once they reach the seabed, but he sits down to cultivate first!"
"Wang Teng: Everyone, sit down and don't panic. Let me cultivate for a while!"
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"Maybe he gained some insight. Otherwise, why would he suddenly stop to cultivate?"
"Impressive. Can someone really have an epiphany during a competition?"
"Is this the difference between geniuses and ordinary people like us?"
Quite a few people guessed Wang Teng's purpose. After arriving at the seabed, instead of immediately hunting marine Star Beasts, he sat down to contemplate because he had just gained a little insight.
The pressure on the seabed was immense. Combined with the planet's terrifying gravity and the various special conditions of the seafloor, it created an extremely unique field.
The moment Wang Teng arrived, he picked up quite a