This also allowed Zhao Yao to understand what the Willpower Refining Technique was.
The thoughts of a living being are often uncontrollable, jumping from one topic to another.
This is especially true for humans. For some imaginative people, their thoughts can be wildly unrestrained.
Swiftly moving from one thought to another.
In psychology, this phenomenon is known as "mind-wandering."
Most of the time, however, these thoughts are useless.
They also cause one's attention to wander.
The Willpower Refining Technique was a Cultivation Method that made one's willpower more condensed and focused through rigorous training.
The Siphon Willpower Refining Technique, however, was different. It didn't just condense one's willpower.
It also allowed one to visualize the "Coronal Siphon"—
a natural solar phenomenon—to absorb light, thereby strengthening both the body and one's willpower.
The uniqueness of this technique lay in its ability to gradually awaken the Light Bloodline within a Cultivator by absorbing light, causing their physical body to metamorphose and achieve a state of awakening.
However, this technique was no easy feat; the Cultivation process was extremely arduous.
It demanded not only immense willpower but also a profound understanding and insight into the Coronal Siphon from the Cultivator.
Mastering this method in a short amount of time was next to impossible.
...
Azure Flame Star—the closest of the twelve planets to the central sun.
At this moment, a golden Holy Hall was suspended majestically in the sky, like a deity gazing down upon the mortal realm.
At the pinnacle of the Holy Hall stood a giant cross.
Within the grand hall stood six figures. Each one emanated a heart-stopping aura, as if the very air froze under their oppressive presence.
"We've just received word. Flowing Light is dead. The 'Sun's Radiance' he was piloting self-destructed, and its core is missing."
The speaker was a red-haired man in a white robe, holding a scepter forged from solid gold. A brilliant gem, radiating a soft glow, was set atop it.
He then conjured a screen of light that projected a holographic image before them, showing the previous battle between three S-class Abyss Mechas and the Golden Mecha.
At this moment, the red-haired man's tone was heavy.
"...I don't need to elaborate on what this means."
Strangely, more than half of his body was nearly transparent, as if it were merging with the surrounding air, flickering in and out of existence.
He wasn't the only one; the other figures in the hall also exhibited varying degrees of transparency. Faint golden light emanated from their bodies, making them appear like deities descended to the mortal plane.
"What a useless piece of trash! He clearly had enough power but still managed to get himself killed. I really don't understand why the Mecha Spirit chose him."
The one speaking was a white-eyed, white-haired youth.
The youth stood amidst the interplay of light and shadow, his figure so blurry he seemed not to exist in this space at all.
"Enough, Bai Kong. What's the use of saying that now? The Forbidden Mecha Spirits choose their own hosts; we have no way to interfere.
Now that the core of Sun's Radiance is lost, we absolutely cannot let it fall into the hands of that scum from the Eternal Night Council.
Our top priority is to dispatch someone to find the core immediately!"
Another figure said in a deep voice.
"And another thing needs to be investigated—exactly how many 'Touch of the Sun Eater' does the Eternal Night Council possess, and where did they get them."
At these words,
the others fell silent.
Touch of the Sun Eater. As the very power source capable of extinguishing a sun, its terrifying nature was self-evident.
If they couldn't get to the bottom of it, they would all lose sleep over it.
After all,
no one wanted to follow in Flowing Light's footsteps.
...
A day passed quickly.
In the evening, the family gathered for a meal.
However, much to Zhao Ying's surprise,
Zhao Yao—for whatever reason—didn't mention what had happened at noon.
When their father, Zhao Tian, asked why there were no leftovers, Zhao Yao just casually brushed it off, saying he had been too hungry and finished everything himself.
"Xiaoying, have you gotten a little taller?"
At that moment,
their mother, Xu Yun, placed a piece of meat on Zhao Ying's plate and asked with concern.
"Maybe it's just a growth spurt!"
Hearing this, Zhao Ying, who had been focused on her food, paused for a moment.
Her expression returned to normal as she spoke, calmly ignoring the strange look Zhao Yao shot her way.
...
Underground Fight Club.
Dim lights cast dappled shadows across the ring. The shouts and whistles of the surrounding crowd blended into a chaotic tidal wave of sound.
"Black Ape, tear them to shreds!"
"Who's this chick? Go home to mommy! This is no place for you!"
Someone shrieked the insult, drawing a wave of jeering laughter from the crowd.
"Tear her apart! Tear her apart!"
A rhythmic chant gradually rose from the stands, the voices merging into a tidal wave that swept through the entire arena!
In the ring, a figure stood perfectly still, their face hidden behind a featureless white mask.
Bare-fisted, the woman was clearly strong,
but she seemed petite compared to the towering Modified Person opposite her, who stood over two meters tall.
Black Ape was covered from head to toe in heavy metal armor, standing there like an iron tower.
He looked down at his opponent, who barely reached his chest, and a mocking smile twisted his lips.
"This is a man's battlefield, not a place for you. It's not too late to surrender and walk away."
The crowd erupted in another round of derisive laughter. Some whistled, others shouted in agreement, and a few even waved their betting slips in the air.
"Stop wasting time talking! Crush her! Get on with it!"
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