I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1115: Chapter 689: Stele Demons Eradicated, The Seal Weakens (Part 2)

Qin Tian did not retreat, the Black Frost Saber slashed diagonally, and the purple-gold lightning exploded on the blade, colliding with the dark green flames.

Lightning and demonic energy fiercely tore at each other, emitting piercing roars. At the moment the blade clashed with claws, lightning traveled down the blade and invaded the humanoid Stele Demon’s arm, burning the dark demon patterns until they burst open.

The humanoid Stele Demon let out a roar and quickly retreated. As it looked down, the arm was already covered with charred cracks, with the power of lightning slithering through the wounds like a poisonous snake, continuously eroding its demonic energy.

Before Qin Tian could pursue, the giant beast-type Stele Demon had already roared and charged. Its gigantic fist carried the force capable of shattering mountains and slammed down at Qin Tian, the punch wind whistling, enveloped with thick demonic energy.

Qin Tian’s gaze sharpened, his body suddenly soared up, threading through the gaps at the instant the giant fist came down.

The Black Frost Saber stabbed out like a snake from an elusive angle, the blade piercing into the gap of the beast-type Stele Demon’s shoulder armor, injecting lightning, which exploded inside the thick keratin scales, blasting out a charred hole by sheer force.

The beast-type Stele Demon let out a painful howl, black demon blood gushed from the wound, only to be evaporated into black smoke by the lightning.

The ghost-type Stele Demon had not made a direct move, always waiting for an opportunity.

At the instant Qin Tian knocked back the beast-type Stele Demon and before his posture fully stabilized, it suddenly appeared behind Qin Tian like a silent specter.

Pale, icy claws silently reached for Qin Tian’s back, carrying a chill of death capable of eroding the soul.

However—

Qin Tian didn’t even turn his head.

An invisible force of telekinesis suddenly exploded behind him, like an invisible wall blocking the sneak attack.

The ghost-type Stele Demon’s claws penetrated the telekinetic barrier, emitting a sharp sound that made one’s teeth ache but could not advance even a tiny bit.

In the next moment, Qin Tian turned around, sweeping the Black Frost Saber outward.

Purple-gold lightning drew a perfect arc in the air, the blade cutting precisely through the ghost-type Stele Demon’s semi-transparent body.

The Stele Demon screamed a piercing, tragic cry, its body split in half by the lightning, violently tumbling like stirred mist, collapsing to the sides.

Although it quickly reformed its body, its aura was noticeably weakened, with a hint of fear in its eyes.

The three Tier Eight Stele Demons regrouped, their gaze simultaneously locking onto Qin Tian, full of apprehension and fright.

They realized—this human in front of them is even more terrifying than that golden madman earlier.

Qin Tian tightened his grip on the Black Frost Saber, the curve of his lips subtly expanding.

He flickered and vanished from his original spot.

In the next instant, purple-gold lightning exploded in the air like blooming fireworks, the saber light like a dragon, the lightning like electricity, intertwining with the figures of the three Tier Eight Stele Demons.

The battle did not last long. The thunderous roar of lightning, the cries of the Stele Demons, and the sound of the blade tearing through demon flesh intertwining and echoing above the sea of fire.

When the last streak of lightning dissipated, the three Tier Eight Stele Demons had already turned into three masses of black demonic energy remnants, slowly falling, swallowed by the sea of fire and turning into ash.

Only three fist-sized Tombstone Spirit Fragments hovered in the air, emitting a faint golden light.

He raised his hand, and the three Tier Eight Tombstone Spirit Fragments fell into his palm, which he then stored in the Space Equipment. Immediately, he expanded his perception, enveloping the whole San Tuo Mountain.

Every crack, every cave, every shadow of San Tuo Mountain was deeply explored by his mental tendrils.

Those hidden, curled up, trembling life signals in the dark appeared in his perception like fireflies in the night, with nowhere to hide.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, raised his hand, and lightly pointed to the sky.

In the next instant, purple-gold lightning poured down like rain from the sky.

A dense curtain of lightning composed of countless streaks of lightning covered the entire mountain range visible in view.

Lightning flowed across the mountains and valleys like a god’s paintbrush, precisely targeting every sensed demonic energy fluctuation.

A Tier Six Stele Demon hiding in a deep mountain crevice was pierced by lightning, becoming smoke without even having time to scream; several Tier Five Stele Demons trembling and huddled in a cave were inundated by lightning, with not even residue left;

Even the Tier Seven Stele Demons attempting to hide their tracks using rocks and shadows stood no chance against the Power of Evil Extermination of the lightning, their Demon Energy Shields pierced like paper, their bodies thoroughly purified by lightning from inside out.

Above the entire San Tuo Mountain, the continuous lightning struck for dozens of breaths long, like a grand yet brutal divine punishment.

When the curtain of lightning finally subsided, the air was filled with a very thin black smoke, blown away by the mountain wind and leaving no trace.

The sparse Stele Demons left after the Beastman breakthrough were now all cleared, leaving no Stele Demon existence on San Tuo Mountain.

After slaying the remaining Stele Demons, his Evolution Points surged enormously once again, and there were other gains as well.

The Beastmen broke out hastily and chaotically, having no time to collect the Tombstone Spirit Fragments dropped by the Stele Demons killed in battle.

Countless fragments scattered among the scorched earth and rubble like scattered stardust.

The overall strength of the Stele Demons within San Tuo Mountain was much stronger than outside, thus the Tombstone Spirit Fragments dropped were more pure, more abundant.

Qin Tian hovered in mid-air, his palm pressing down lightly, an invisible suction spreading from his palm.

The Tombstone Spirit Fragments scattered across the battlefield like startled fireflies, rising from the scorched earth, rubble, and ashes, converging towards Qin Tian.

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands—the more fragments gathered, like rivers returning to the sea, forming a mighty golden river in the air.

That river continuously rotated, compressed, condensed, finally gathering into a light sphere like a small sun above his palm.

Qin Tian stored this light sphere, gathered from hundreds of thousands of Tombstone Spirit Fragments, into the Spirit Space, nodding in satisfaction.

The harvest of this trip far exceeded expectations.

First, luring them into the trap, drawing the ten thousand elite Beastmen into the depths of San Tuo Mountain, then using layers of traps to exhaust, divide, and encircle, ultimately ambushing and slaying over ninety percent of the Beastman army, including multiple Tier Seven Beastman Royal Family.

If this achievement were known to the Military Department, his rank of major general would certainly be promoted by one tier.

In addition, there were massive numbers of Evolution Points, hundreds of new Talent Light Spheres, and hundreds of thousands of Tombstone Spirit Fragments.

In the past, it could have taken half a month to achieve such a harvest.

Of course, the greater the harvest, the greater the ensuing troubles.

After this battle, he, who originally had not much presence within the Beastman Empire, must now have become a thorn in the side, a spur in the flesh of the Beastman faction.

With the Beastmen’s vindictive nature, they would undoubtedly retaliate with full force.

Especially the Ancient Dragon Race, Golden Behemoth, and Eternal Ice Silkworm clans, having suffered such a huge loss at his hands, losing so many of their elite, bear him deep-seated hatred.

Next, the reprisals against him personally and the Ice Extreme Pass will certainly be numerous.

Regardless of whether it’s within the Celestial Stele Secret Realm or after leaving it, this hatred will not easily dissipate.

However, since he acted, he already anticipated the consequences.

Troops will be blocked by generals, water will be covered by earth.

In the Celestial Stele Secret Realm, the Human Empire is the one holding the absolute advantage.

Not only him, but any Holy Blood Clan, Golden Clan, and other forces will try to weaken the Beastman’s power, making them suffer as much casualty as possible.

The Beastmen’s situation in the secret realm is inherently tough—the Celestial Stele transports them to the most dangerous central area of the secret realm, surrounded by layers of Stele Demons, with human forces watching from above like tigers.

Compared to his upcoming situation, the Beastmen are the ones who should genuinely worry.

Thinking of this, even the slight concern within Qin Tian’s heart dissipated, he withdrew his thoughts and turned his gaze to the deepest part of San Tuo Mountain.

The Stele Demons were all dead, and the treasure suppressed beneath the mountain already showed signs of surfacing.

He could clearly sense that the energy aura, sealed and suppressed for an unknown number of years, was spreading from deep within the mountain.

The seal was loosening.

A seal that gathered hundreds of thousands of Stele Demons and was encamped with several Tier Eight Stele Demons but was still unbreakable, the treasure pressed beneath it, is indeed something to look forward to.

Qin Tian did not linger further, his figure flickered and vanished from the original spot.