I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1123: Chapter 693: Reinforcements Arrive, Holy Blood Battles the Royal Family

The wind stopped.

Amond’s massive figure, over five meters tall, hovered in the air like a mountain descending from the sky, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

He looked down at the six figures standing before him with a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

Li Qi and the others stood opposite him, each feeling the terrifying pressure from the Tier Eight Beastman Royal Family.

This pressure was not a crushing from the level of Spiritual Energy, but a suppression from the level of life itself, like ants gazing up at an elephant, mere mortals facing a god.

Their bodies involuntarily tensed, muscles stiffened, their breathing became rapid, and even the flow of blood seemed to slow at this moment.

Cold sweat seeped from each of their foreheads, sliding down their cheeks and dripping onto the scorched earth below.

All six had experienced countless battles, faced numerous life-and-death crises, but at this moment, they felt a deep, bone-chilling sense of powerlessness for the first time.

Amond’s gaze slowly swept over the six of them.

These humans must all be Qin Tian’s subordinates.

Qin Tian, you cost me so many tribesmen, so many elite warriors. Now, I will make you taste the pain of losing your subordinates.

At this thought, an even more intense bloodthirsty and violent look surged in Amond’s eyes.

He slowly raised an arm, five fingers spread open, as golden Spiritual Energy frantically gathered, compressed, and expanded in his palm, emitting a heart-palpitating pulsation.

"Beast King Fist!"

A deep, booming shout echoed.

The golden Spiritual Energy shot forth from Amond’s palm like an exploded sun, condensing into a towering golden lion in the sky that sent shivers down the spine.

The lion’s mane was vivid, its fangs fiercely exposed, its eyes like two burning golden flames, it opened its gaping maw for a silent roar, carrying a world-ending menace as it charged towards Li Qi and the others.

The instant the Tier Eight pressure came pouring down, Li Qi and the others felt as if the entire sky had collapsed.

The pressure was like an invisible mountain weighing down on them, causing an unprecedented sluggishness in the flow of their Spiritual Energy within.

Originally nimble Body Techniques now felt like they were mired in mud, every move requiring many times the usual strength, and even raising an arm became incredibly difficult.

Too strong.

In the presence of this Tier Eight Beastman Royal Family, they could not even muster the thought of resistance.

It was an overwhelming, insurmountable power gap.

Though they had all advanced to Tier Seven, the chasm between Tier Seven and Tier Eight yawned like a great gorge before them.

Especially facing a being like the Golden Behemoth, ordinary Tier Eight powerhouses were no match, let alone those who had just recently stepped into Tier Seven.

Faced with this move, it seemed that all they could do was wait for death.

In Li Qi’s pupils, the approaching golden lion was reflected, and his fingers gripping the short sword turned slightly pale from the strain.

He wanted to dodge, wanted to retaliate, but his body seemed frozen, unable to move.

Xiong gritted his teeth, the Blood-colored War Axe held horizontally before him, muscles tensed to the limit, yet feeling the pressure like a mountain pressing on him, almost forcing him to his knees.

Old Ghost’s Ghost King’s Blood Eyes flickered with bloodlight, telekinesis surging madly, yet before the Tier Eight pressure, it was as if a candle flickering in the wind, precarious and dim.

Despair, like a cold tide, rose from the bottom of each person’s heart.

Just as the golden lion was about to devour them—

A glimmer of green light suddenly appeared.

The green light erupted like the first tender sprout of spring from deep underground, spreading swiftly and expansively into the air.

Thick roots broke forth from the soil like giant dragons, vines intertwined and twisted, layers of bark piled upon each other, rising rapidly from the ground.

A massive Azure Wood wall rose thunderously before the six of them.

The Azure Wood wall stood hundreds of meters tall, dozens of meters wide.

A gentle azure light flowed on the tree’s body, the thick vines and branches weaved tightly into an impenetrable barrier, every inch exuding a life essence so rich it was almost tangible.

The wall surface was engraved with dense wood grain patterns, glowing softly like ancient runes, resembling a shield forged from thousand-year-old woods, indestructible.

"Boom——!!!"

The golden lion’s Battle Qi viciously collided with the Azure Wood wall.

A thunderous crash, the golden and azure lights ferociously tore at each other, like two opposing forces violently clashing in mid-air.

The entire Azure Wood wall shook violently, thick cracks spreading from the impact point in all directions, spiderwebbing the entire wall, rubble and splinters flying everywhere.

The wall trembled, buzzed, on the verge of shattering at any moment.

But it did not fall.

Though the azure light had dimmed a bit, it still shone tenaciously.

Those cracks slowly healed under the nourishment of Life Force, new branches grew from the fissures, filling the damaged gaps.

Li Qi and the others were stunned.

They suddenly looked up, toward the top of the Azure Wood wall.

There, atop the wooden wall, stood two figures.

In the center stood a middle-aged man clad in a green robe, his face scholarly and fair, his demeanor as gentle as jade, with the Azure Wood family crest embroidered on the back of his robe.

He stood there like an ancient tree rooted between heaven and earth, steady and unmovable.