Inside the great hall, Ma Shangsi continued to activate Blood Arts, sealing off the inside from the outside to prevent other Blood Race members from noticing anything amiss.
Although Blood Race guards stood watch outside and had sensed some abnormalities within the hall, without Ling Ze's summons, none of them dared enter rashly.
Amid the dense blood-colored haze, Lu Ye sat cross-legged without moving.
Only after nearly half a day did he slowly open his eyes, a trace of weariness visible within them.
His plan to use A Touch of Spiritual Connection to probe Ling Ze's memories had failed, but Ling Ze's desperate act of ejecting his soul and invading Lu Ye's Divine Sea had given him another opportunity.
Ling Ze's soul had shattered, and the many fragments had been devoured and absorbed by the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus, allowing him to obtain some of Ling Ze's memories.
They were incomplete and scattered, but they should be enough.
Not only that, after devouring Ling Ze's soul fragments, Lu Ye discovered that the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus had become even more effective at nurturing his own soul.
He could sense an immense reserve of Soul Power within the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus, which, through the divine lotus's mysterious effects, was being transformed into nourishment to strengthen his soul.
Ling Ze was, after all, at the Great Sun Late Stage. His soul was not weak, so Lu Ye naturally stood to gain considerable benefits by using it as nourishment.
That was an unexpected delight.
"Move aside!" A sharp female cry suddenly rang out from beyond the hall, brimming with aggression.
"Your Highness, the Sacred Venerable has ordered that no one may enter without being summoned!" The guards stationed outside the hall were quite dutiful.
"I said move aside, if you don't want to die." The