At that moment, what drove his body was the instinctive fighting spirit that arose before a powerful enemy, the craving for battle buried in his marrow, and the pure impulse to climb any towering peak he saw.
His companions' "deaths" were merely background. The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's strength was the only focus.
Wu Zhangkong's profound gaze lingered on Situ Xuan for a moment, as though he had seen through his thoughts.
He did not expose them, merely saying in a deep voice, "Everyone, rest where you are for ten minutes and reflect on what you gained from this battle. Assemble for a review in ten minutes."
Once the order was given, the Zero Class students finally withdrew their gazes. They each found a place to sit, calming their turbulent emotions and reliving the life-and-death experience within the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Situ Xuan lay back down in the metal coffin and closed his eyes. The sounds outside gradually faded as his consciousness sank into his body.
Although he had ultimately "died" in his brutal battle with the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, the feeling of forcing his physical strength, Soul Power, and will to their limits was like the fiercest tempering fire, burning away impurities and leaving only the essence.
He could clearly feel that the Soul Power which had previously been somewhat unstable due to the temporary condensation of his second Soul Ring had become far more solid. His control over his own strength also seemed to have risen another level.
More importantly, the fighting spirit that had burned in that desperate situation seemed to have tempered his mind, making his senses sharper.
It seems I'm only one final step away from fully condensing my second Soul Ring.
Ten minutes passed quickly.
Everyone assembled again and stood before Wu Zhangkong.