More than two months ago, when the Nine Provinces Army charged into the Blood Refining World, Lu Ye had condensed his own Clone, and he had never taken it back since. It was not that he had not had the time; there had simply been no need.
Over these two months, his main body had hunted Sacred Seeds everywhere, and his Clone had not been idle either. In terms of numbers, the Clone was indeed far inferior, but more than thirty Sacred Seeds had still died by its hand.
The Sacred Blood those Sacred Seeds left behind after death was naturally not something the Clone would let go to waste. It had absorbed all of it into its body.
However, when it came to refining, the Clone did not have the main body's convenience. The foundation of the Clone's existence was only a section of the Talent Tree's root, and it did not have enough Talent Tree fuel. So during the process of refining Sacred Blood, the Clone had only retained the Sacred Nature, while the vast energy contained within the Sacred Blood had been stripped away, to avoid affecting the Clone's ability to exert its strength.
In other words, the Clone also possessed an extremely powerful Sacred Nature. Although it was far inferior to the main body's, it was still a height the Sacred Seeds of the Blood Race could never hope to reach.
Now that the Clone had returned and merged with the main body, that powerful Sacred Nature was brought into his true body as well. In an instant, Lu Ye felt his own Sacred Nature undergo a leap-like rise, and even his Spiritual Power surged restlessly along with it.
Whether this level of Sacred Nature was stronger or weaker than the Blood Giant's would only be