At that moment, within the Sacred Spirit Light Array, the clansmen of the Linghu Heavenly Clan were all wearing expressions of excitement.
They had stripped away many people's Light Runes, and they could feel that the Light Runes on their own foreheads were indeed considerably more powerful than they had been on those people.
However, while the Linghu Heavenly Clan wore faces full of satisfaction and elation, the clansmen of the Nightmare Spirit Clan and the Heaven-reaching Beast Clan watched with burning envy.
It was the Linghu Heavenly Clan who had seized those prodigies' Light Runes earlier. The other two clans had stood by on the sidelines the entire time, never lifting a finger.
Not because they didn't want to — but because they didn't dare. They had not forgotten that the Linghu Heavenly Clan was the ruler of the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm. The fact that they had even been allowed to enter the Sacred Spirit Light Array to cultivate was entirely thanks to the Linghu Heavenly Clan.
So even here, they never lost sight of the divide between master and servant.
Still, they were eager to begin harvesting the cultivation resources this place had to offer as quickly as possible.
"Brother Linghu, when will we be able to go search for the cultivation resources here?"
At last, Mengyan Wushuang could hold himself back no longer and pressed the question.
The moment he spoke, the clansmen of both the Nightmare Spirit Clan and the Heaven-reaching Beast Clan turned eager, expectant gazes his way.
"There's no rush."
Linghu Lun offered a faint smile, then walked toward the very base of the celestial phenomenon.
There stood the core array — the very foundation upon which the entire phenomenon rested.
Before long, Linghu Lun emerged from the core array, a trace of amusement still lingering on his face.
Whoosh — Abruptly, Linghu Lun swept his arm forward, and streak after streak of radiant light shot out, hurtling toward the clansmen of the Nightmare Spirit Clan and the Heaven-reaching Beast Clan.
"What is this?"
Staring at the glowing objects now resting in their palms, the clansmen of both clans felt their expressions shift.
Holding these luminous tokens, they sensed a peculiar force within them — a power of guidance.
"Brother Linghu, what is this?" Mengyan Wushuang asked.
"These are Tracking Talismans. They can locate every single person who has condensed a Light Rune."
"Now I have a task for you: capture every person who has condensed a Light Rune and bring them all here."
"Once you complete this task, all of the cultivation resources in this place will be yours to harvest," Linghu Lun said.
"Brother Linghu, if you possess such a method, why did we have to sit here and wait for them to walk into our trap? Why didn't you give these to us sooner?" Tongtian Yuanming spoke up, his brow furrowed in confusion. In his view, with such a powerful tool at their disposal, there was no reason to have wasted time like this. Given the time it took to set up this array, he was confident he could have rounded up every last prodigy from the various clans and dragged them here himself.
"Yuanming, oh Yuanming. They say the Heaven-reaching Beast Clan possesses natural talent for martial cultivation but lacks the wit that a true cultivator ought to have. I never believed it before — are you trying to force me to?"