My Talent Skill Mutated

'I need to take down a few more Alien Race camps,' Chen Yu thought to himself.

Killing individual members of the Alien Races was no longer enough to satisfy his appetite.

Wiping out their camps was the only way for him to obtain more Source of Life.

"Brother Chen, why the long face?" Nangong Ba's voice suddenly cut in.

Chen Yu sighed. "I'm contemplating the future of the Human Race's fight. Alas, I wonder when we'll be able to completely purge all the Alien Races and achieve sole dominion over the Celestial River."

Nangong Ba: "..."

Seeing the expression on Chen Yu's face, Nangong Ba couldn't help but feel his eye twitch.

'This guy... Aren't you thinking a little too far ahead?'

'Sole dominion over the Celestial River Star System... You've really got some nerve to even think it!'

Even when the Great Emperor was alive, he never had such an audacious goal.

To challenge the Ten Thousand Races with the strength of a single race—what kind of power would that even take?

"Brother Nangong, how's your recovery?" Chen Yu asked, looking at Nangong Ba.

Nangong Ba promptly stood up. "I'm pretty much recovered."

Chen Yu stood up as well, looked at him, and said, "Brother Nangong, in that case, do you know of any other Alien Race camps? Big or small is fine. I'm not picky."

Nangong Ba: "..."

'Not picky, huh...'

'You're already cemented in first place, for crying out loud. Do you really need to be in such a rush?'

Nangong Ba cursed inwardly at Chen Yu. He shook his head and said aloud,

"Alien Race camps aren't that easy to find. This was the only one I knew about. For any others, we'll probably have to rely on luck."

"Alright then. In that case, I'll be on my way. See you around."

Chen Yu said.

Nangong Ba nodded.

With a flicker, Chen Yu's figure transformed into a streak of light and vanished without a trace.

Watching Chen Yu's departing figure, Nangong Ba stood in the cave, lost in thought for a long while.

'No way. I can't team up with this guy again. I can't even get a taste of the scraps, and I just end up getting hurt.'

The thought flashed through his mind, and a moment later, Nangong Ba's figure flickered and vanished from the spot as well.

...

WHOOSH—!

A streak of light tore through the void. Chen Yu's figure descended from the sky. Looking at his metal wristband, he asked,

"Sophie, what's my current speed?"

"Twenty-nine times the speed of light," Sophie's voice replied.

'Twenty-nine times the speed of light... Hmm, that'll do.' Chen Yu nodded to himself. In a flash, his figure vanished.

「A month later.」

On the Stellar Battlefield, a figure descended upon a nameless mountain peak.

Standing at the summit, Chen Yu gazed into the distance.

A month had passed, but his gains had been disappointing.

He had mostly encountered lone members of the Alien Races; on some days, he didn't run into a single one.

This left Chen Yu rather frustrated.

In that entire month, he had only harvested a little over forty billion Source of Life.

While that was no small amount of progress, his appetite had grown far beyond what a mere few tens of billions could satisfy.

He would have to keep working hard if he wanted to upgrade Sacred Light.

He had only completed one-fifth of his 250 billion goal.

He still needed another 200 billion Source of Life to upgrade Sacred Light.

As for his other abilities, Chen Yu didn't plan on upgrading them for the time being.

No matter what, he had to wait until Sacred Light was maxed out.

He still held the top spot on the points leaderboard.

Nangong Ba and Jiang Can were right behind him.

His own progress had been slow, but so had everyone else's; the pace wasn't as frantic as it had been at the start.

However, over the past month, many Elite Students had died.

The current count was down to just 120 people.

Less than halfway through the Alliance Assembly, dozens of Elite Students had already been lost.

But this was unavoidable.

After all, the Stellar Battlefield was no ordinary place.

There were many enemies from the Alien Races here.

Death was also to be expected.

Among the dead were some from the Ancestor Star.

Twelve had come; now, only eight remained.

Fortunately, among the survivors, Dongfang Yao and Zhuge Qingtian were both unharmed.

As for the others, Chen Yu didn't care.

If they died, they died.

If he happened upon them, he might lend a hand if it was convenient. If not, then it was up to fate.

In a place like this, not even a True God could guarantee everyone's survival.

But those who did survive were the elite of the elite.

Their combat abilities and overall strength would increase severalfold.

Standing on the mountaintop, Chen Yu released his senses, probing his surroundings. His perception spread out for a million kilometers—a range that was by no means small.

But on the practically endless Stellar Battlefield, a range of a million kilometers wasn't large either.

To cross the entire Stellar Battlefield, even traveling at the speed of light, would be a journey of hundreds, or even thousands, of light-years.

Only a True God could scan such a vast territory, and even for them, it would take a significant amount of time.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, his Force Field probe detected the presence of a figure from an Alien Race.

'Is that... the Angel Race?!'

Chen Yu was slightly taken aback by the image that appeared in his mind.

After a moment of careful confirmation, he was certain. It was the Angel Race.

What's more, it seemed he had met this particular Angel before...

'Michael the Angel!'

In that instant, a name flashed through Chen Yu's mind.

The figure in his Force Field's range was none other than the only member of the Angel Race he had ever met: Michael!

'Isn't he the Angel Race ambassador to the Ancestor Star? What's he doing here on the Stellar Battlefield?'

Chen Yu found it very strange.

Michael's appearance here seemed highly unusual.

This wasn't the Angel Race's main base, either.

The Angel Race's main base, Angel City, was still quite a distance from his current location.

Even traveling at nine times the speed of light, it would take him ten to fifteen days to get there.

'No, wait. He's being hunted!'

Suddenly, getting a clearer image of Michael in his mind, Chen Yu's eyes narrowed.

Michael was wounded. His wings were pierced through, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. It looked like he was seriously injured.

Just then, another group of figures from an Alien Race appeared within his Force Field's range.

A three-eyed Alien Race—they were none other than the Celestial Eye Alien Race.

And there were quite a few of them.

'My luck isn't bad at all.' A brilliant smile spread across Chen Yu's face as he watched the group of Celestial Eye Race members appear.

Michael the Angel was by no means weak—he was at the Ninth Level Peak. Anyone who could injure him had to be at least his equal in strength.

Or even stronger.

For anyone else, this wouldn't be good news. But for him, it was a different story.

HUMMM—!

Enveloped in light, Chen Yu's figure vanished without a trace in the next instant.

...

"Dammit!"

Michael's face was grim as he fled, glancing back at the pursuing Celestial Eye Alien Race.

He never imagined he would accidentally stumble into a camp of the Celestial Eye Race.

Before he even had a chance to escape, he was attacked by their many powerful warriors.

If he hadn't used his Lifebound Divine Abilities to break through their encirclement, he would have met his end in that Celestial Eye Race camp in an instant.

And yet, he still hadn't managed to get away; they were still on his tail.

He was so heavily injured that he couldn't even muster half of his peak strength. If they caught up and surrounded him, death would be certain.

Panic welled in his heart. Michael was moving fast, but his injuries were taking their toll, and the gap between them was slowly closing.

"Hm?"

As he was fleeing with all his might, a figure suddenly appeared before him.

Michael's expression changed, and he skidded to a halt.

"Ambassador, long time no see."

At that moment, a somewhat familiar voice reached his ears.

Michael froze. Before he could fully process it, a figure appeared before him.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Michael's pupils contracted.

"You're... Chen Yu from the Ancestor Star?!"

Michael recognized him, his face filled with disbelief.

Chen Yu smiled and nodded. "That's right. You have a good memory, Ambassador. It's me. It's been a while. I never thought we'd run into each other here. It must be fate."

Michael was about to speak, but in the distance, the group of Celestial Eye Race figures had already appeared.

He immediately blurted out, "Chen Yu, you need to go! These guys are after me. I'll deal with them."

Hearing this, Chen Yu's smile grew even wider.

'In that case,' he thought, 'I have all the more reason to get involved.'