His cultivation had improved slightly, and his divine sense seemed to have grown as well.
However, none of that was important. What surprised Lu Ye was that the quality of his Dharma Source seemed to have improved!
Before entering this training scenario, he had just refined a large number of treasures capable of enhancing the Dharma Source, so he naturally knew the state of his own Dharma Source.
Upon careful perception and comparison, the Dharma Source had indeed undergone some changes, though not significant, equivalent to refining just one Azure Moon Spirit Essence.
Even so, it was enough to astonish Lu Ye.
He hadn't expected that his method of dealing with the Heavenly God Disciples would yield such an unexpected gain!
Ever since his cultivation advanced to the late Moonveil stage, he had been troubled by the issue of Dharma Source quality. According to his estimation, he needed to refine his Dharma Source to perfection before he could successfully condense the Flower of Qi.
This was one of his objectives in coming to the Asura Arena.
Given the current rate of acquiring Asura Seals, relying solely on exchanging resources from the Asura Treasury to improve Dharma Source quality would likely take a considerable amount of time, at least several decades, and that's assuming everything went smoothly.
However, if supplemented with this new method, the required time would undoubtedly be significantly reduced.
Lu Ye couldn't help but feel excited. His mind involuntarily recalled the intense elation he felt when devouring the Sunlit Heavenly God Disciple; even now, that peculiar sensation was still endlessly captivating.
At this thought, Lu Ye's expression stiffened, and a chilling realization crept over him.
He had only tried it a few times, yet he was already beginning to savor the taste. Perhaps that's how Chao Nian had gradually lost himself back then.
He secretly congratulated himself for not having done this when his cultivation was low; otherwise, he couldn't imagine what he would have become. With insufficient cultivation and an unstable temperament, he certainly wouldn't have been able to resist such a temptation.
It was only with his current late Moonveil cultivation and years of extensive experience traveling far and wide that he could firmly guard his true self.
However, one thing left him puzzled.
Before devouring the Sunlit Heavenly God Disciple, he had experimented on two Constellations, but they hadn't produced a similar effect.
It seemed that the Constellations' cultivation was too low; after all, he himself was already at the Moonveil stage.
The Talent Tree had been with him for many years. He had thought he understood it well enough, but it now appeared he had taken too much for granted.
The entire Spirit Realm of Final Gloom was jubilant. The war that had plagued their realm for several years had finally concluded with a decisive victory.
Just one day after the war, Tian Hong issued a mobilization order, summoning cultivators above the Constellation stage from their realm to participate in the main battlefield.
While the crisis in their realm was resolved, the main battlefield was still fiercely contested. For complete peace, all Heavenly God Disciples on the main battlefield had to be eliminated.
Lu Ye had demonstrated his ability to quickly eliminate Heavenly God Disciples in front of Tian Hong, who naturally regarded him as a secret weapon.
A day later, Lu Ye sat cross-legged on a starship as Tian Hong personally piloted it, heading towards the main battlefield with him.
Abuluo did not accompany them this time. He was under Tian Hong's command to lead the cultivators of the Spirit Realm of Final Gloom to the battlefield later.
The Sunlit stage cultivators traveled at an extremely fast pace. Starting from the Spirit Realm of Final Gloom, they arrived at the main battlefield in just two days.
Here, Lu Ye met many Sunlit stage powerhouses from their star system. Having heard from Tian Hong about Lu Ye's remarkable abilities, these Sunlit cultivators naturally praised him highly.
Lu Ye hadn't expected the situation of this training to gradually evolve in this manner. He had initially thought that once the problems in the Spirit Realm of Final Gloom were resolved, the training would end. However, it now seemed that to conclude this training, the Heavenly God Disciples had to be completely defeated.
On a battlefield teeming with Sunlit stage cultivators, he, a mere Moonveil, was ultimately too weak.
Fortunately, the Sunlit cultivators knew he was crucial, and Tian Hong was personally protecting him, so as long as they were careful, there shouldn't be any major issues.
This was the fundamental rule of Asura Arena training: all training scenarios carried danger, but no matter how perilous, none were inescapable death traps. What participating cultivators needed to do was to seek a glimmer of hope amidst the crisis.
The situation on the main battlefield was actually to the advantage of the Star System Alliance forces.
Thanks to the intelligence Lu Ye had previously provided, ordinary Heavenly God Disciples had suffered heavy casualties recently. Furthermore, the Sunlit cultivators of their star system had already located the brown planet where the blood-red cauldron was hidden.
With targeted deployments, the Heavenly God Disciples had been forced to shift from invasion to defense!
Currently, both sides' cultivators were locked in fierce combat around the airspace of this brown planet.
The Sunlit cultivators of their star system had repeatedly attempted to break through the Heavenly God Disciples' blockade and enter the brown planet to strike directly at their core, but all attempts had been fruitless. The Sunlit Heavenly God Disciples fought with reckless abandon; they could quickly revive after death, a capability their star system's Sunlit cultivators lacked. Therefore, even with a slight upper hand, they were somewhat constrained.
After Tian Hong led Lu Ye to the location, many Sunlit cultivators gathered and held a brief discussion.
After another half-day, the full-scale assault on the brown planet began.
The battle instantly became incredibly intense. Battlefields where Sunlit cultivators were present were particularly conspicuous, with fierce surges of spiritual power, sudden bursts of divine sense, and the blossoming light of various magic treasures and secret arts.
Tian Hong, with Lu Ye, quietly hid in one spot, observing. He had clearly used a magical artifact that could conceal their figures, so their presence went entirely unnoticed.
This kind of battle continued for several hours. Tian Hong suddenly fixed his gaze on one direction and transmitted a message to Lu Ye: "Prepare!"
Lu Ye's expression immediately turned solemn. His purpose for being here was to utterly eradicate the Sunlit Heavenly God Disciples, so Tian Hong wouldn't let him act until a critical moment. His presence was the key to victory in this battle.
A few breaths later, Lu Ye suddenly felt Tian Hong grab him. Then, with a lightning-fast burst, they abruptly stopped.
"Quick!"
As Tian Hong's voice echoed in his ear, Lu Ye didn't hesitate for a moment, sending a palm strike forward.
His vision hadn't even recovered yet, so he had no idea what was in front of him.
But with that palm strike, he indeed struck a warm corpse.
The power of the Talent Tree was instantly and fiercely activated. Lu Ye's vision slowly focused. Forcibly suppressing the peculiar sensation in his heart, he saw a recently slain Heavenly God Disciple in front of him, its eyes wide open, appearing to have died unwillingly.
His gaze shifted upward, and above the opponent's head, a blood-red flower was rapidly wilting!
The Heavenly God Disciple, who should have immediately revived, now showed no signs of resurgence.
It wasn't until it dissipated into specks of shimmering light that Lu Ye withdrew his hand.
The Sunlit cultivator from their star system who had slain this Heavenly God Disciple watched, dazzled. Although he had heard about Lu Ye's unique ability from Tian Hong, and the plan for this major battle was even centered around Lu Ye, he had not witnessed it personally.
Only at this moment did he feel reassured.
With one Sunlit Heavenly God Disciple eliminated, Tian Hong and the other Sunlit cultivator exchanged glances. The latter nodded slightly and immediately rushed towards a nearby battle group. Tian Hong, in turn, reactivated the power of the magical artifact, concealing his and Lu Ye's figures, and moved to another location to calmly observe and seek out opportune moments.
Comparing only the Sunlit stage, their star system undoubtedly held the advantage; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to hold out until today without suffering defeat.
And now, this advantage was gradually expanding.
Over the following period, several Sunlit Heavenly God Disciples who had been slain were completely eliminated by Lu Ye. By this point, there was no longer any doubt that their star system would achieve ultimate victory.
After several Sunlit stage cultivators had been utterly annihilated one after another, the Heavenly God Disciples finally realized what was happening.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Their numbers were already inferior to the Alliance's, and with several more now dead, they were stretched even thinner. Nearly every Sunlit Heavenly God Disciple was being besieged; their demise was only a matter of time.
This battle lasted a full three days before finally concluding. On the entire battlefield, all Heavenly God Disciples, regardless of their cultivation level, were completely eradicated.
Cheers erupted from all corners of the battlefield, and every cultivator's face beamed with exhilarating smiles.
"It's finally... over." Tian Hong let out a long breath and reached out to pat Lu Ye's shoulder, who had been by his side the whole time. "You worked hard."
Lu Ye simply nodded silently, saying nothing more. In this battle, over a dozen Sunlit stage cultivators had died by his hand...
Although he had previous experience slaying Sunlit stage cultivators, he had never killed so many, nor had it ever been so effortless.
Only the training in the Asura Arena could provide him with such a unique experience; it would be impossible anywhere else.
With Tian Hong protecting him, he faced no danger at all. On the contrary, he gained many benefits. Apart from the improvements in his cultivation and divine sense, the quality of his Dharma Source had clearly improved significantly.
Although the feeling of elation during the devouring process was irresistible, Lu Ye felt that he wouldn't become completely addicted to it.
This was undoubtedly a good thing for him; otherwise, he was highly likely to become the next Chao Nian.
"You should go rest," Tian Hong instructed.
Lu Ye nodded and turned to fly towards a nearby battleship.
Many Sunlit cultivators re-gathered in one place, most bearing injuries.
The war was over, but the blood-red cauldron still remained. Their next task was to completely deal with it, as no one knew what it truly was, and it certainly couldn't be left behind.
All the Sunlit cultivators collectively entered the brown planet and disappeared from view.
A short while later, intense spiritual power fluctuations emanated from within. From a cosmic vantage point, a section of the planet appeared turbulent, clearly indicating the Sunlit cultivators were taking action.
After another period, the many Sunlit cultivators finally returned from the planet.
Without delay, they dispersed.
On the battleship where Lu Ye was, Tian Hong returned and greeted him warmly, "Let's go, time to head home!"
Lu Ye looked up, about to reply, but suddenly froze, staring fixedly at Tian Hong's head.
There, a blood-red flower, more vibrant than any he had ever seen, was proudly blooming!
Lu Ye was instantly filled with dread.
As if sensing his gaze, Tian Hong's eyes flickered, and his lips curved into an eerie smile Lu Ye had never seen before. "What... are you looking at?"
Lu Ye turned to flee into the distance, but just as he moved, his body suddenly stiffened, and then everything around him began to shatter.
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