I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 410: Chapter 355: The Might of the Night Emperor, Demon Suppressing Celestial Punishment (Part 3)

Kazik licked the bloodstains on his arm blade, while the Ten Thousand Souls Record of Karsas emitted a vibrant aura, and Jie La’s vines gently swayed as if stretching.

The fissure that continuously spewed demonic qi was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Losing the nourishment of demonic qi, the dark energy at the edges of the fissure rapidly dissipated, finally turning into a wisp of smoke and vanishing into the air as if it had never existed.

Qin Tian’s eyes were deep, sensing the slightly boiling dark energy in his body and the rapidly increasing Evolution Points on the system panel, he nodded in satisfaction.

Using [Shadow Control] in conjunction with [Demon King Domain], clearing a Demon Cave of this level was as easy as retrieving something from a bag. Especially in the already dim and lightless Dark Demon Realm, their power was amplified to the extreme.

"Still not satisfying enough."

Qin Tian sighed; the previous battle didn’t even count as a warm-up. The Tier Six demons were too weak, neither making his bloodline tremble with excitement nor forcing out the full might of the Night Emperor’s power.

He simply expanded his senses to the maximum, spreading it out like a giant net in the darkness. Quickly, an overwhelmingly powerful aura far beyond the previous demons entered his sensing range—it was the strongest existence within a hundred kilometers, at Peak Tier Six, perfectly serving as his touchstone.

Whoosh—

The darkness flowed like water, and Qin Tian, along with Kazik’s three beasts, transformed into a shadow, speeding towards the source of the aura.

It wasn’t long before a silhouette emerged from the darkness ahead, the Peak Tier Six demon.

This was a "Night Shadow Falcon," resembling an owl, its entire body covered in streamlined black bone armor. The exposed shoulder and shin guards had serrated edges, reflecting a cold, hard light in the dark.

Its back bore two pairs of membrane wings, with membrane veins covered in dark purple vascular-like patterns. When retracted, they lay flat against its spine, and when unfolded, they were like two sharp scythes. Its head was bird-like but featherless, consisting instead of smooth black bone. Flames of blue soul-fire flickered in its eye sockets, its beak curved and sharp like an eagle’s, and its claws were four-toed, hooked talons with black corrosive liquid at their tips.

The most horrifying feature was its tail vertebra, which extended into a half-meter-long bone spur, entwined with twisted dark currents, clearly a deadly weapon.

Before Qin Tian could fully approach, the Night Shadow Falcon suddenly turned its head; the blue soul-fire abruptly contracted, and a cold determination instantly locked onto Qin Tian.

It seemed surprised by this prey delivering itself to its doorstep, yet it hesitated not in the slightest—

Scree!

A sharp screech cut through the darkness, and the Night Shadow Falcon’s two pairs of membrane wings flapped fiercely, its body transformed into a pure black lightning bolt, hurtling towards Qin Tian with a piercing whistle.

Its speed was ridiculously fast, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, almost making it impossible to capture its true form.

"Good timing!"

Fire of excitement ignited in Qin Tian’s eyes; this was the opponent he wanted.

He did not use the suppression of Eternal Night Dominator, even deliberately restraining part of his imperial aura, relying solely on the pure speed granted by the Night Emperor’s lineage to meet the charge.

Boom!

The two figures collided suddenly in the darkness, but there was no earth-shattering explosion, only the continuous "pop pop" sounds—the clashes of bone armor and fist winds, the sharp whistles of claws tearing through the air.

Qin Tian’s form flickered ghost-like, with each change of direction coming at unbelievable angles, dodging the Night Shadow Falcon’s tricky claw strikes and tail spikes; while the Night Shadow Falcon closely pursued like a tracking missile, its membrane wings flapping so rapidly they became a blur, claws and beak leaving no gaps in their assault, compressing Qin Tian’s evasion space to the utmost.

In the darkness, only two blurred shadows moved at high speed, colliding, separating, with occasional black claw rays and golden fist seals erupting for brief moments, only to be swallowed by the darkness.

Kazik’s three beasts wisely stayed at a distance, keeping watch—intervening rashly in this level of high-speed battle would only be a hindrance.

The fight gradually reached a fever pitch.

The Night Shadow Falcon’s assaults grew more frenzied, the dark currents stirred by its flapping wings forming small storms, trying to disrupt Qin Tian’s movements.

Qin Tian fought with increasing fervor, the physical strength bestowed by the Night Emperor’s lineage allowing him to withstand the talons’ hits. Each clash left clear fist marks on the enemy’s bone armor.

He purposely left an opening, and just as the Night Shadow Falcon’s talons were about to hit him, his body suddenly dropped, right fist clenching tight as dark energy condensed and compressed madly on his fist.

"Dark Prison Demon-Suppressing Fist—Demon Suppressing Celestial Punishment!"

Qin Tian uttered softly, his right fist, carrying the momentum to shatter the air, suddenly shot upwards.

No dazzling brilliance accompanied his fist, only darkness compressed to the utmost; yet as the fist was unleashed, it spurred an intense resonance with the surrounding dark elements, as if an invisible heavenly might descended.

The Night Shadow Falcon realized something amiss too late, its talons mere inches from Qin Tian’s head, instead face-to-face receiving the fist blow, forcefully striking its chest.

This punch did not explode with a thunderous boom, only a profound, heavy pressure—dark energy on the fist’s surface, now dotted with dark golden patterns, the power of "Heavenly Punishment" merged with the will of suppression.

The moment the fist force touched the Night Shadow Falcon’s body, it didn’t rip apart as expected, but sank like a sledgehammer into a quagmire, an irresistible suppressive force infiltrating its bone armor’s gaps.

"Scree——!"

The Night Shadow Falcon emitted a piercing screech never before heard, more than a cry of pain, it was a terror resonating from the soul’s depths. The churning dark energy within it melted away intensely like snow under a blazing sun upon contact with the fist force, the demonic qi signifying destruction and chaos encountering a natural nemesis in the word "suppress," began uncontrollably disintegrating.

Crack—!

Crisp bone-cracking sounds followed one after another, yet carried a strange "purifying" connotation.

The Night Shadow Falcon’s chest armor did not shatter and splatter but peeled layer by layer into dust under the erosion of the dark golden patterns; the moment the fist force pierced through its body, its demon core lit brightly, yet the next instant was crushed by an unseen force, the dissipated energy, upon mere contact with the fist force remnant, was completely purified to nothingness.

Most terrifying was the soul-fire in its eye sockets, the demon’s essence flickered violently as the fist force surged in, as if bound by invisible chains, it visibly dimmed, ultimately fading into two wisps of smoke, dragged out and entirely obliterated in the darkness by the fist force.

The massive body flew back like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the black earth, yet no demonic qi dissipated from the stirred dust—the Peak Tier Six Night Shadow Falcon, not only was its body struck through with a fist hole front and back, even the fundamental demonic qi was erased entirely by the "Demon Suppressing Celestial Punishment," as if it had never existed.

Qin Tian slowly retracted his fist, the dark golden patterns on it fading quietly, leaving only a heavy weighty feeling.

The "suppress" characteristic contained in this fist technique had a natural restraint against demons, akin to sunlight against shadows, inherently carrying judgment and the meaning of an end.

This is the demon-suppressing martial art within the Demon Suppression Abyss.

The Dark Prison Demon-Suppressing Fist is a Silver Level martial art with only three movements, but against demons, it wields more power than the Golden Level martial techniques.

The Peak Tier Six Silver Level demon was no match for him, and now among the Tier Six, only those with Holy Blood, along with the most top-level Golden Bloodline talents could spar with him.

Next, Qin Tian continued leading the three beasts to sweep the Dark Demon Realm, focusing on destroying the Demon Caves with demonic qi fissures.

The Evolution Points, which were about to be depleted, rose at a very substantial rate, and Qin Tian completely mastered the power of the Night Emperor’s bloodline through rounds of battles.

However, just as he was reveling in the extermination, suddenly, his gaze sharply condensed.

No good, Li Qi is in trouble.