A towering mountain floated in the void.
At the mountaintop, a figure sat cross-legged on the ground while a black-haired young man lay suspended before him.
"His soul is unprecedentedly powerful!"
"Even among all I've seen over the years, it can be called the finest."
"No wonder his spirit power is so strong!"
"And that kind of willpower—ancient and vast, unyielding, and thunderous. These are all exceptionally rare wills, yet they have appeared simultaneously in a single Universe Level Martial Artist. Truly interesting."
"Moreover, the levels of these wills far exceed his own realm, having reached at least the World Lord Level."
"Then there are the traces of various talents within him. These talents differ from one another, yet they have fused perfectly into his body and even his soul, without any rejection or incompatibility."
"And judging from the nature of his soul, he is only in his twenties. Yet he has achieved such accomplishments, making him even more extraordinary than the members of the universe's strongest races."
"It seems this little fellow has quite a few secrets."
The white-haired middle-aged man's deep gaze swept over the black-haired young man before him, strange lights flashing through his eyes.
This young man had indeed given him quite a few surprises.
Before Wang Teng used his willpower, he had thought Wang Teng was not the person he was looking for. Now, however, it seemed he had nearly misjudged him.
The black-haired young man before him was qualified to become his disciple.
He was even an unparalleled piece of uncut jade. As long as he was carefully polished, he would undoubtedly surpass the geniuses of those strongest races.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Teng slowly awoke. The pain in his body had vanished, and his Spirit Body had become solid once