Although he couldn't remember exactly what this familiar wave of consciousness was, the intimacy and familiarity that came from deep within his heart was so real and strong.
Moreover, this wave of consciousness was not transmitted to him directly.
On the contrary, it was transmitted to him indirectly through the projection of light particles. It was precisely because of this transmission method that Wang Teng couldn't remember it for a while.
"What... could it be?" Wang Teng frowned slightly and couldn't help but ponder in his heart.
This sudden discovery made him excited and confused, and his heart was full of curiosity and questions.
Who or what is emitting such familiar waves of consciousness?
Why did it appear in this ocean of consciousness?
It can also affect his consciousness and be perceived by him.
Wang Teng took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind to follow this familiar wave to find out what was going on.
He concentrated his mind and carefully controlled his consciousness.
Every time it passes a light particle beacon, it will stop and carefully identify it to determine whether it is getting closer to the source of the fluctuation.
Time passed minute by minute, but Wang Teng always maintained a high level of patience.
At this moment, an area shining with strange light suddenly appeared not far ahead.
The light was unpredictable, as if entering a dungeon boss room.
And that familiar wave was emanating continuously and strongly from this area.
However, when Wang Teng looked closely at this area, he couldn't help but frown.
Because this multiple dimension is so weird, it's as if mold has crawled onto the cookie box wrapped in a tin box at some point. It's obvious that something is wrong at first glance, but strangely, an intuition tells him that the inside of the box doesn't seem to be affected too much.
This contradictory feeling made Wang Teng a little confused for a moment, but at the same time it also aroused his stronger curiosity, driving him to continue approaching the mysterious area.
At this moment, the scenes projected by those light particles became clearer and clearer, and the fluctuations of consciousness contained therein began to be perceived more keenly by Wang Teng.
This wave of consciousness seemed to have some kind of mysterious radio station, constantly transmitting a strong message to him, as if something was calling him urgently from afar, longing for him to arrive there as soon as possible.
However, this strange feeling made Wang Teng feel uncomfortable.
It felt like he had suddenly fallen into a terrible hallucination. There was a constant buzzing sound in his ears, as if thousands of flies were circling around him, making an annoying chirping sound at the same time.
These noises intertwined together to form an unbearable sound wave that continued to impact his nerves, making him gradually become irritable and restless.
"What on earth is going on?" Wang Teng thought to himself, while constantly connecting with the light particles and rushing towards the dimension where the consciousness fluctuations came from.
Each particle of light shines brightly, like a meteor streaking through the dark night sky.
Wang Teng continued to shuttle through these light particles, trying to go as deep into that dimension as possible.
As he continued to go deeper, his consciousness was like a brave bird, flying towards the depths without hesitation.
Gradually, Wang Teng felt that the distance between him and the fluctuation of consciousness was getting closer and closer, and the originally vague fluctuation began to become clearer and clearer.
At this moment, conversations and prayers flooded into his mind like a tide.
These voices were low and high-pitched, full of hope and despair, but they all moved Wang Teng.
And at this moment, when those words full of pious prayers reached Wang Teng's ears, when those shouts hit his heart, Wang Teng finally figured out what the familiar consciousness fluctuations that had been lingering in his heart meant.
"Chixue, Zelan, Guihong, Xueji..." He murmured these names in a low voice, as if every word carried a heavy weight.
Wang Teng's heart was now overwhelmed by their wishes and prayers.
He listened silently to their battle declarations in the moment of despair, those resolute and firm voices piercing the sky like sharp swords.
They cried out in hope, placing all their trust and faith in him.
"In the name of the Great Emperor, in the name of Wang Teng..."
These oaths echoed in the air like thunder, striking Wang Teng's heart.
Wang Teng could feel the desire and strong belief in their hearts.
"The Great Emperor Wang Teng is with me...!"
These words made Wang Teng's heart tremble slightly, and an indescribable feeling of emotion surged in his heart.
Such a strong belief shows how much they believe in him.
Wang Teng also understood how heavy the responsibility he was shouldering.
"This body is a sharp blade forged by the Lord!"
These words should have been said by Guihong.
He declared his mission fearlessly, willing to become the sharpest weapon in Wang Teng's hand, clearing away all obstacles for him and paving a path to glory.
Finally, the words "Let's fight!" brought everything to a climax.
At this moment, Wang Teng instantly captured a strong reaction wave originating from that mysterious dimension.
The fluctuations were like raging waves, majestic and continuous, with one wave higher than the other violently impacting his sensory nerves, as if to completely submerge them.
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