313: Hunting Time

Five hundred years passed in a flash.

When Lin Ye opened his eyes.

"The Original Universe has actually been strengthened by three times again," Lin Ye gasped.

That was the Original Universe, not a black hole; what did it mean for it to be strengthened by three times again?

Lin Ye was faintly afraid, afraid that one day the Original Universe wouldn't be able to bear it and would explode, making him a casualty.

"It... should... not explode, right?" Lin Ye felt a lack of confidence.

But the benefits were also particularly obvious; he had been strengthened by several times over.

If he could originally rival a Master, now he could rival the cream of the crop among Masters.

"Masters are divided into Elementary, Intermediate, Advanced, and Peak, with each level representing a chasm-like gap. There are also other influences, such as divine artifacts, skills, and the strength of the divine kingdom, making it difficult to classify a Master's combat power by level. Therefore, they are categorized into Nine Stars based on their combat power."

The Nine-Star Master combat power classification had a scientific basis, but Lin Ye didn't yet know the specific method of classification, as he was too far from that realm before.

But now, he had reached this realm and was qualified to understand everything. After he went out, he would definitely inquire about it thoroughly.

And now, the hunting season had arrived.

"Fifteen hundred years, I've given you fifteen hundred years to develop. Don't disappoint me."

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After the Tempering (quenching) ended, the atmosphere between the two clans became extremely tense. Personnel from various clans began to gather, discussing strategies to deal with the battles that might occur next.

After all, these two clans already had deep-seated feuds, and the enormous interests involved in the Star River Hunting Ground made it impossible for anyone to remain calm. Even without the intervention of the War God Clan, in the end, the God Race themselves would probably fall into infighting over resources.

The Star River Hunting Ground was not a benevolent place; it was more like a Gu-raising ground, nurturing generation after generation of God Race descendants. For these God Race members, Stellar River Level power was not the most important; the true core combat power lay in whether they could become a Master.

If one could not achieve the position of Master, what was the use of possessing more Stellar River Level power? In the end, they would still face aging and Death, replaced by the new generation.

This was the meaning of the Galaxy Battlefield's existence—to select the most powerful Masters through cruel competition and elimination, in order to maintain the God Race's ruling position.

The War between the two clans erupted like a furious storm. This grand and inspiring War was destined to last for many years.

However, amidst this chaos, Lin Ye did not participate in the God Race's discussions. Although he had intricate ties with the God Race, he knew deeply that he was not truly a God Race member.

Many other races from the Cetut Galaxy Group came to the Star River Hunting Ground, making up about seventy percent of the God Race's camp.

However, among the non-God Race members in the top-tier area where Lin Ye and his group were, there were only two percent. This meant that eighty percent of the God Race geniuses had already become the main force on the battlefield at this time, controlling the direction of the War.

For Lin Ye, joining such a battlefield was not a wise choice. He possessed unparalleled speed and powerful combat strength, allowing him to act alone, like a lone wolf, moving through the battlefield. Since that was the case, why should he throw himself into the crowd and be driven by others? That would only make him feel stifled and constrained, unable to unleash his maximum potential.

Therefore, although the God Race were their allies, Lin Ye did not intend to join their ranks. For him, pursuing personal freedom and interests was paramount. He could rely on his own strength to gallop freely on the battlefield, seeking his own opportunities.

After the War between the two clans broke out, he made his move.

........

This was a tragic and War-torn place. Several white holes appeared like giant beacons on the fallen, making the originally silent void exceptionally dazzling. However, those who survived continued to fight, facing the current predicament without fear.

Lin Ye hid in the darkness, silently observing the situation on the battlefield and secretly assessing the strength gap between the enemy and himself. After careful consideration, he resolutely decided to lend a hand.

Suddenly, a towering Dragon Claw roared out from the void, instantly killing several War God Clan warriors with the force of thunder. This sudden attack greatly shocked the War God Clan members, and they immediately tightened their defenses, their hearts filled with vigilance.

On the other side, the God Race members were overjoyed. Had reinforcements arrived?

Lin Ye did not reveal himself but continued to unleash a series of Dragon Claw attacks, precisely killing many War God Clan enemies.

After thousands of years of tempering, most of the power contained within the Faith God artifact had been depleted. This change undoubtedly greatly reduced the pressure Lin Ye faced.

Now that he had reached the Star River Peak realm, he was an absolute suppression compared to other powerhouses of the same level.

As several corpses slowly floated in the void, streaks of dazzling white holes also gradually emerged.

"Thank you for your help, esteemed one. May I ask who you are?" The surviving God Race members were overjoyed, cupping their fists and expressing their gratitude to this mysterious benefactor.

But to their astonishment, this person completely ignored them. After killing the War God Clan members, he swept away all the spoils of War from the battlefield and then disappeared.

"Ah? This?"

"Is this that little thief? The ability to instantly collect white holes can probably only belong to that little thief."

"What little thief? Call him 'Sir'. Although he is from our camp, if you anger him, you'll be in for it."

"Ah, I wouldn't dare. Please, Sir, be magnanimous and forgive me."

The surviving God Race members were filled with awe. Instantly annihilating a group of War God Clan members, what kind of method was that?

"It's just a bit flawed, why did he even take our spoils of War? This Sir is really..." They couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

That's right, except for the bodies of those who died in the God Race camp, everything else was swept away, including the white holes of the fallen God Race members.

It was truly like a goose passing and having its feathers plucked.

Lin Ye was indifferent to this; that was protection money, alright? If he helped them resolve the battle without collecting protection money, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

So Lin Ye had no shame about it whatsoever.

After he resolved this battlefield, he continued to the next battlefield.

There were basically no War God Clan members who could compare to him, so he basically made a fortune every time he made a move.

His reputation also slowly accumulated through his repeated strong actions, not only as a symbol of his formidable combat power but also for his behavior of 'plucking feathers from passing geese'.