Everyone's eyes focused on Huo Yuhao.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao's face was as pale as paper.
This scene left everyone present feeling baffled. They had all seen it clearly just now.
Wu Zhangkong had not moved at all. He had not released a soul skill, swung his sword, or even shifted his feet by half an inch.
He had merely... glanced at Huo Yuhao.
Just one glance had turned Huo Yuhao pale as paper? Anyone unaware of the truth might have thought Huo Yuhao and Wu Zhangkong were putting on an act together.
Of course, they also knew Wu Zhangkong was about to teach them, not show off. If he had merely been showing off, staging such a scene would have been understandable. But if he was teaching them, then it definitely was not an act.
Could such an invisible method really exist? Silent and traceless—it was far too eerie.
Just as everyone was anxiously speculating, Wu Zhangkong's cold voice rang out at the perfect moment, breaking the silence.
"This is Mental Shock."
Wu Zhangkong withdrew his gaze, his expression still indifferent.
"This is also one of the basic skills each of you will need to master next."
Upon hearing that, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, still within Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness, immediately lost his composure.
"What?!"
"A basic skill?!"
"He said it's a basic skill?!"
"What kind of joke is this?! This is one of the four soul skills Brother bestowed upon you!"
"It's the unique soul skill Brother gave you as a hundred-thousand-year soul beast! How did it become a basic skill that everyone has to master?"
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm felt like his entire mindset had collapsed.
This was an introductory lesson? Anyone had to learn it? And anyone could learn it?
"Th-this isn't right, is