On the battlefield, Zhou Ke voluntarily pulled back several dozen meters, a look of profound astonishment appearing on his face for the first time.
He glanced down at his slightly trembling right hand, then looked up at Lin Ye and spoke in a low voice.
"The Spiritual Power of the Gang Condensation Realm and the Primordial Spirit of the Divine Realm... the gap between them is like a chasm."
"How could you possibly affect my Primordial Spirit?"
The moment he said this, at the edge of the arena, the proctoring committee responsible for real-time recording and evaluation erupted in an uproar!
Although they couldn't personally experience the clash on the spiritual plane happening on the field, an admission from the examiner himself could not be faked!
"Affect his Primordial Spirit? Are you kidding me?!"
"An examinee at the Gang Condensation Realm can spiritually interfere with an elite Martial Artist at the Mid-stage of the Divine Realm?"
