I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1124: Chapter 693: Reinforcements Arrive, Holy Blood Battles the Royal Family (Part 2)

Standing next to him was someone they were familiar with—Dongfang Haoyue.

Li Qi and the others instantly reacted, their faces lighting up with surprise and joy.

It seemed that the Military Lord had planned it beforehand—before deciding to charge into Tier Eight, he had already requested strong fighters from the Dongfang Clan to come and protect him.

"Many thanks, Young Master Haoyue! Elder Dongfang!"

The group thanked them with cupped fists, gratefully.

Just a moment ago, they truly thought they were doomed.

If not for this sudden appearance of the Azure Wood Wall, they would have probably been torn to pieces by that golden lion by now.

Dongfang Haoyue stood atop the wooden wall, looking down at the six figures below. A smile of appreciation appeared on his face, "You really have guts, worthy of Qin Tian’s subordinates."

Facing the Tier Eight Beastman Royal Family, these six people knew well that standing in front meant certain death, yet not a single one took a step back.

This kind of loyalty, this kind of bravery, is most tested in the face of life and death.

Having one or two such subordinates is already a great fortune for an ordinary person, but Qin Tian had six, and each one was a Tier Seven powerhouse—truth be told, it made him truly envious.

But now was not the time for sentimentality.

Amond hovered opposite, his golden pupils swirling with savage crimson.

He looked at the two on the wooden wall, his voice hoarse and low: "People of the Dongfang Clan, get out of my way!"

Dongfang Haoyue remained silent, his expression calm. By his side, Elder Dongfang slowly spoke, his voice gentle yet authoritative, "Qin Tian is a close friend of the Dongfang Clan. His matters are the matters of the Dongfang Clan."

"Courting death!"

Amond roared lowly, the golden Spiritual Energy surged once more, and his figure charged towards the Azure Wood Wall like a golden meteor.

Six arms simultaneously spread out, claws glinting with a metallic chill, like an ancient fierce beast pouncing on its prey, at an eye-blinding speed.

Dongfang Long did not retreat. He reached out a hand, five fingers splayed, and a dense azure light gleamed at the fingertips.

In the next moment, hundreds of thick wooden spikes shot out simultaneously from the surface of the Azure Wood Wall like a rain of green arrows, pouring down towards Amond.

Each wooden spike was as thick as an arm, with sharp, conical points, wrapped in intense Power of Life, piercing through the air with a sharp whistle.

Amond’s whole body blossomed with golden light, like a golden War God, charging forward against the impact of the wooden spikes.

The wooden spikes hit his body, making metallic clinking sounds, as if striking iron and steel.

Some of the wooden spikes shattered into pieces by his protective golden light, others pierced his fur but left only shallow marks before being caught and snapped by his muscles.

He was like a golden war chariot, forcibly breaking through the blockade of wooden spikes.

However, just as he charged forward, Dongfang Long’s hands moved to perform a Dharma Seal, and the Azure Wood Wall beneath his feet seemed to come alive, suddenly rising, transforming, and splitting from the center.

Countless thick vines and branches entwined and interwove like living creatures, within the span of two breaths, a massive Wood Palm emerged from the wall.

The Wood Palm was several meters wide, fingers distinct, palm lines clear, every inch emanating a vast life force.

It extended from the wall like a small mountain, striking out towards the direction Amond was charging from.

"Boom——!!!"

The golden figure and the azure giant palm collided fiercely.

A terrifying shockwave spread in all directions, sweeping through the entire valley like a hurricane.

Amond’s figure was forcefully halted, retreating several meters, and as he landed, the ground was marked with two deep furrows from his steps.

The golden light dimmed slightly, and Amond’s eyes burned even redder.

He lifted his head, looking towards the opposite side, his gaze slightly changed.

The Azure Wood Wall was undergoing an astonishing transformation at that moment.

It was like a giant awakening, slowly straightening its spine from slumber—the wall continually rose, expanded, transformed, the vines and branches entwining like muscles, gradually outlining a humanoid form.

A wooden statue tens of meters high stood like a towering mountain on the earth.

Carved as if from an ancient tree millennia old, its entire body shimmered with a gentle azure light.

The trunk entwined with various thick vines and branches, extending and crisscrossing over the surface of the wooden statue like blood vessels.

Most strikingly were the wooden arms growing from its sides—layer upon layer, like a Thousand-Hand Guanyin, each palm wide and thick, with clearly visible palm lines, exuding a sense of majesty and sanctity.

Magnificent, solemn, unshakable.

Li Qi and the others looked up at the back of the wooden statue, feeling their own insignificance.

In front of the tens-of-meters-tall Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue, they seemed as insignificant as ants.

At the same time, their hearts were thoroughly relieved—although the Dongfang Clan is not the most renowned for combat among the Nine Great Holy Bloods, their ability in positional warfare and sustained battles is unmatched.

With this Elder Dongfang present, although the Golden Behemoth opposite is fierce, it poses no threat.

Ommond’s eyes flashed crimson, and he did not retreat. Instead, he let out a more violent roar, causing his six arms to swell to their limit, with golden spiritual energy blazing around him like flames, as he charged towards the wooden statue again.

Dongfang Long’s expression remained unchanged, and at some point, an Azure Wood Staff appeared in his hand.

He gently lifted the staff, and the tens-of-meters-tall Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue moved like a living war giant, with hundreds of wood palms rising simultaneously to slam down on Ommond.

"Boom— boom— boom—"

Continuous blasts erupted in the sky above the valley.

Ommond, like golden lightning, traversed and surged between the overwhelming wood palms, frantically swinging his six arms to shatter those that were aimed at him.

Sawdust flew like a torrential rain, with golden blood and azure wood sap mixing and falling to the ground.

Dongfang Long’s Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue, although repeatedly losing palms, had new ones immediately sprouting from the tree body to replace them, continuously and tirelessly.

The relentless wave-like offensive made Ommond, although fierce, unable to breakthrough that impervious defense line.

Impatience gradually appeared on Ommond’s face.

He failed to succeed after repeated attacks; each advance was repelled by the inexhaustible wood palms, as if ensnared in an invisible giant net, tightening with struggle.

His breaths became heavy, crimson in his golden pupils grew thicker, fangs continuously expanded, and his body began to swell—indicating a frenzy state.

However, Dongfang Long’s expression did not change.

The Azure Wood Staff in his hand steadily pointed forward, and the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue remained like an insurmountable mountain, unyielding.

At this moment—

A thunderous dragon roar suddenly echoed from afar.

Argh!!!

Everyone looked towards the sound, and saw a massive golden dragon roaring from the distant sky, its dragon wings blocking out the sun, and its dark gold scales reflecting radiant light in the sunlight.

In the next moment, the giant dragon opened its huge mouth, spewing a colossal Dragon Flame from the sky, sweeping towards the location of the Space Array.

Dongfang Long’s face subtly changed.

He promptly raised his staff, and a new Azure Wood wall rose from the ground over the Space Array, blocking the Dragon Flame.

The Dragon Flame collided with the wood wall, emitting a muffled "boom".

Although the brand new Azure Wood wall stopped the Dragon Flame, it was also scorched into black charcoal, crumbling and peeling in large chunks, with embers scattering into the air.

The dragon circled in the sky, rapidly shrinking and transforming into a dragon-man shape, landing beside Ommond.

Dark gold scales covered his slender and muscular body, with flowing golden light in his dragon eyes.

It was Guhai.

His first gaze upon landing tightly locked onto the silver Space Array, asking in a deep voice, "Ommond, are you sure Qin Tian is behind?"

Ommond’s crimson eyes and hoarse voice were determined: "The Astrology Stone shone, no mistake. He is behind the Space Array."

"Good." A cold gleam flickered in Guhai’s eyes.

Qin Tian is behind, yet hasn’t appeared.

What does this mean?

It signifies the opponent is in a special state, unable to disengage or fight.

Considering Qin Tian’s power, he speculated that the state is likely to be undergoing tribulation.

Celestial Five Declines

"Daring to challenge Tier Eight at this time!"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Guhai’s mouth

Strike when you’re down

Qin Tian, since you’ve chosen death, I’ll take your life!