I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 427: Chapter 365: Seal Complete, the Fourth Spatial Rift

At the instant of Wei Sheng’s transformation, Dongfang Yu moved like an arrow released from a bowstring.

A warm green light suddenly glowed in his palm, and the ground beneath him cracked with a "crunch," as several thick vines burst forth with the sharp sound of grass and wood stretching, instantly wrapping Wei Sheng into an airtight "dumpling."

The surfaces of those vines gleamed like jade, forcefully locking down the rampaging Spiritual Energy within him, as the eerie emerald light flickered madly in his eyes yet could not be released outward at all.

"Seal Group Two, on your mark!" Dongfang Yu’s command rang clear as a bell.

"Yes!"

A lean man beside him responded and stepped forward, single-handedly clasping onto Wei Sheng and tossing him toward the standby guards in the rear, then spinning around to sit at the formation’s pivot, hands pressed on the nodes of the Spiritual Energy network.

His Spiritual Energy flowed like a gentle stream, smoothly integrating into the energy circulation which instantly calmed the previously disorderly nodes, revitalizing the entire sealing formation.

The golden seal membrane continued to tremble while its cracks visibly healed at a rapid pace.

The spectral images of the four divine beasts raised their heads once more, as dragon roars, tiger growls, phoenix cries, and turtle howls intertwined into an overwhelming pressure that firmly suppressed the space vortex’s backlash.

As the newly joined member’s Spiritual Energy stabilized increasingly, the brilliance of the golden membrane became resplendent once more, as runes flowed like the Milky Way, and the previously disrupted convergence rhythm gradually returned to normal.

Witnessing this scene, those who had been anxious finally breathed a collective sigh of relief.

"Good grief, thanks to Dongfang Yu’s quick reaction, the seal group had a backup plan; otherwise, this sure-win scenario would have unraveled!" Lu Sheng wiped his face, still showing signs of lingering fear.

Qin Tian glanced towards the sealing group’s direction, nodding inwardly. In such a crucial sealing operation, the Military Department must exhaust all means to ensure everything goes smoothly; probably, enemy disrupts were already anticipated in their plans.

Yet the sealing group reacted so swiftly, the substitute members could instantly merge with the rhythm, stabilizing energy circulation, demonstrating how much effort they’ve put into handling unexpected situations.

"Whose handiwork was this?"

Qin Tian’s eyes fell on the figure wrapped up in vines, his brow slightly furrowed.

Wei Sheng’s previous state showed traces akin to the Soul Master’s "Soul Descent" technique.

But every member of the seal group is a Tier Six Spiritualist, with Spiritual Power far surpassing ordinary people. Even for a Tier Seven peak Soul Master, it’d be tough to perform such a silent Soul Descent without prior arrangements.

Moreover, every sealing member underwent the strictest physical examination before actions; how did Wei Sheng fall prey?

Could an Tier Eight Soul Master be behind this?

This thought surfaced but was immediately dismissed by Qin Tian. Had it been a Tier Eight Soul Master, they would directly attack the sealing golden membrane; who could stop them? There’s no need for such a circuitous method.

He couldn’t figure it out despite thinking over and over again, but at least the end result was positive as the seal hadn’t been substantially compromised.

Meanwhile, the fierce battle on the outskirts was approaching its end.

In front of millions of troops, the attackers’ tricks were like ants shaking a tree, the blood mist was burned away by purifying fire, grotesque monsters turned to pus under the war formation’s slaughter, assassins lurking in shadows were picked out and killed one by one, even those emitting Tier Seven oppressive aura were pushed back far away.

With the last batch of destroyers cleared out, the battlefield returned to calm, and everyone’s gaze refocused on the sealing golden membrane in mid-air.

The dark space vortex under the continued convergence of the golden membrane was visibly shrinking, with the spectral images of the four divine beasts flowing gently across the light screen, fully subduing the last trace of spatial fluctuation.

When the vortex’s last wisp of black air was swallowed by the golden membrane, the entire space shuddered abruptly, then resumed its usual tranquility.

"Victory!"

Someone shouted first, and next moment, a tidal wave of cheers and shouting swept across the land.

Millions of warriors raised their arms in high spirits, their voices shaking the clouds, with every face showing an irrepressible smile.

This sealing task was completed almost without casualties—an extraordinarily brilliant achievement in numerous space channel sealing wars.

Qin Tian stood at the front of the Chijin Battlegroup formation, gazing at the sky illuminated by golden light, with a faint smile curling on his lips.

This long-lasting campaign was finally coming to a perfect conclusion.

"Young Master Yu, we’re back."

Lan Qiancheng and the other four Golden Bloodline geniuses returned to Dongfang Yu’s side, scanning the sky above which had regained clarity, and asked, "What exactly happened just now?"

Dongfang Yu’s tone was steady, "It was a Soul Master’s trick. But this also indicates a lapse in our internal scrutiny; once the battle is over, we must catch the internal mole immediately."

Buzz—

At this moment, the communication stone at Dongfang Yu’s waist suddenly vibrated, its surface glowing faintly blue. He raised his hand to take out the communication stone, injected a bit of Spiritual Energy, and its surface immediately lit up with a halo.

"Xiao Yu, how’s the situation on your side?"

A calm and weighty voice emanated from the stone, carrying a seasoned battlefield authority.

"Second Uncle, the space channel has been successfully sealed." Dongfang Yu replied respectfully.

"Good!" The voice revealed an obvious delight, followed by an accelerated pace: "Now, immediately locate Qin Tian from the Chijin Battlegroup, let him utilize the Spatial Teleportation Ability to transfer forces to the Dark Demon Realm as much as possible—the space channels have also appeared there besides the Infernal Demon Sea, Rotting Mire, and Frigid Abyss!"

What?!

This message resounded like thunder, instantly changing the faces of Dongfang Yu and those around him.

For centuries, the rule was that only three space channels would open in the first layer of Demon Abyss, no more no less. This was an ironclad law.

The Military Department meticulously predicted and anticipated the locations based on initial aberrations at Infernal Demon Sea, and by lucky calculation over the last dozen days, managed to pinpoint the two other places, thus orchestrating a demonic purge ahead, ensuring a flawless sealing mission.

What seemed destined to be an unprecedented victory, unexpectedly, a fourth space channel had spontaneously emerged in the first layer of Demon Abyss!

"Understood, I’m on it."

Dongfang Yu quickly severed communication, leaping swiftly in the air, his gaze sweeping the battlefield like a falcon, instantly locking onto the Chijin Battlegroup’s banner—and Qin Tian at its forefront.

He recognized Qin Tian, or rather, had already taken note of this name.

The advance determination of Infernal Demon Sea was precisely because of Qin Tian reporting the abnormal fluctuation of Demonic Qi, which the Military Department took seriously, leading to Zhuge Clan’s specialized calculation and finally obtaining exact results.

He even reviewed Qin Tian’s profile deliberately; a fierce character who, despite leading remnants, managed to surpass Qingyu Battle Group in military achievements.

Honestly, he once thought of recruiting, planning to discuss in detail after the battle, but never anticipated that Qin Tian, at this moment, would become the key to turning the critical situation.

"A space channel has appeared in the Dark Demon Realm as well."

Qin Tian heard the contents from the communication stone from afar, his expression slightly changing as an ominous premonition surfaced in his mind.