I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 670: Chapter 496: Heroes Battle the Demon Tide, Voices within the Ice Mountain (Part 2)

"Shatter for me!"

The burly man twisted in mid-air, and the Thunder God’s mighty hammer descended with the force of ten thousand pounds onto the center of the demon army.

At the moment the hammerhead touched the ground, a loud "boom" erupted, with deep blue lightning spreading madly outwards from the hammerhead like a web. The fine strands of lightning wove into a massive electric net, covering an area of several thousand meters.

The demons touched by the lightning, whether they were mutilated foot soldiers or hard-shelled elites, were instantly charred black, letting out shrill screams before turning into flying ash scattered across the sky.

"Such a domineering power of the Thunder God!"

Qin Tian’s eyes narrowed slightly. His Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder was a top-tier Thunder Talent, but compared to the Odinson Clan’s lightning, both its destructive power and its ferocity were far inferior.

As soon as the Odinson Clan’s thunder subsided, the Xiao Family’s camp in the northeast burst into a burning aura.

"Five Wheels of Departing Fire, Heaven Burning!"

Five young men in red robes stepped forward in unison, the pale golden flames around them surging suddenly. They formed seals with their hands, and five flames intertwined and merged like living creatures, eventually condensing into a giant flaming disc several hundred meters in diameter.

The edges of the disc formed into sharp, gear-like shapes, emitting a "hissing" sound as it spun, the air itself burning and warping.

"Go!" With a command from Xiao Lie, the son of the Xiao Clan leader, the flaming disc shot into the demon army like a launched cannonball. The ice layers it passed over instantly melted into water, which was then vaporized by the high temperatures into white mist.

The disc spun rapidly within the demon horde, resembling a gigantic flaming saw. Any demon in its path, whether clawing or biting, was instantly shredded, not even having time to scream before being reduced to ash.

Oddly, with each demon consumed, the disc grew larger, and the golden flames burned even fiercer, even burning away the surrounding miasma.

"Roar—" Finally unable to bear it, the Tier Seven demon leader with two horns charged forward, gathering gray-black demonic energy in its claws and striking down at the flaming disc fiercely.

However, the flames of the Heaven Burning bloodline countered the sinister demonic energy. With a "sizzle," the demonic energy was instantly consumed, and the disc directly collided with the demon leader’s rock armor, slicing through its hard shell like cutting through tofu. The golden flames poured through the wound into its body.

The demon leader let out a roar of agony, its massive form convulsing violently in the flames, turning into a heap of charred bones within moments.

"Our turn!" Chen Feng shouted from directly north, as the fiery aura of the Battle Lineage erupted like the blazing sun. The Chen Family members behind him simultaneously formed seals, their hands swiftly moving as strands of battle aura condensed into tangible light patterns.

"Great Battle Imprint!"

Dozens of light patterns gathered in the air, finally forming into a gigantic hand clad in golden battle armor, the lines on its palm clearly visible, each finger exuding an overwhelming momentum.

The giant hand imprint descended like a mountain onto the demon army. The demons along its path could not resist, crushed into paste by the immense pressure, even the hard-shelled rock demons shattering like fragile porcelain.

Where the palm wind swept, the demon’s roars ceased abruptly, leaving only a field of ice and scattered remains.

"Impressive."

Qin Tian couldn’t help but marvel. No wonder the Chen Family was recognized as the number one attack arts family in the world.

Unlike other families, the Chen Family didn’t have a specific spiritual energy attribute. Their bloodline was unique, purely born for combat. Any ordinary martial technique, in their hands, could display several or even dozens of times its power. Moreover, their Battle Lineage allowed the Chen Family members to grow stronger the longer they fought.

Even the Asura, notorious for their ferocity and bloodlust, would feel intimidated in front of the Chen Family. If things got heated, the Chen Family was far more terrifying than the Asura.

As the three major Holy Blood Clans took turns striking, they tore through the demon army’s formation. At the same time, the other Holy Blood Clans also brought their geniuses into battle against the demons.

The talents of the major Golden Clans showed their abilities, throwing various colorful spiritual energies and martial techniques at the demon army. The scene was spectacular, a sight no movie could replicate.

Qin Tian watched the scene before him, feeling a sense of awe in his heart. These were the Empire’s top bloodline families, and entering the ruins were the geniuses from all the bloodline families. Though their numbers were less than five hundred, they displayed the aura of fifty thousand Spiritualists.

Swoosh swoosh~

Dongfang Qi and several Tier Seven Spiritualists from the Dongfang Clan formed seals with their hands, and the ground rumbled as a giant ancient-patterned wood sprang up, rapidly growing to a height of a thousand meters. The verdant spiritual energy flowed within its wooden texture; it was the Dongfang Clan’s secret clan technique—Spirit Wood Statue.

With a command of "Grow" from Dongfang Qi, countless seeds sparkling with spiritual light were cast onto the battlefield, sprouting upon landing. Ten-meter tall tree-men, clad in thick armor, wielded thick branches to smash demons; vine archers rooted at the edge of the battlefield, their branches forming bowstrings, firing spiritual energy-infused wooden arrows that pierced demon skulls with precision; while cannibal flowers, with gaping maws, devoured nearby demons instantly. The entire Dongfang camp’s frontline was like a waking magical forest, using a strategy of quantity to counter quantity with remarkable results.

The other Spiritualists from the Dongfang camp turned into forest hunters, moving through the trees, specifically hunting high-tier demons that broke through the tree-men’s defenses.

Qin Tian wielded the Black Frost Long Saber, its extreme cold aura causing the surrounding air to condense with white frost. He moved like a specter through the battlefield gaps, and as his body darted past, swathes of demons fell.

Yet, as he watched the still-surging tide of demons, his brows furrowed slightly—this speed was still too slow.

To him, this large-scale demon invasion was not a crisis but a perfect opportunity to harvest Evolution Points.

With a push of his toes, Qin Tian’s form suddenly suspended in mid-air, his arms slowly opening as spiritual energy surged wildly within him.

The sky above darkened instantly, thick clouds rapidly forming above his head. Purple lightning serpents roamed the clouds, hissing and making thunderous sounds that sent chills down the spine.

"Celestial Thunder Fall!" he murmured, and arm-thick purple lightning tore through the clouds, crashing like precision-guided blades into the densest area of the demons. The lightning illuminated the twisted faces of the demons, and each strike of purple lightning incinerated dozens of demons into ash, filling the air with a scorched smell.

Not far away, a brawny member of the Odinson Clan had just split a demon’s head with a war axe. Catching sight of the purple thunder array in the sky, his eyes flashed with surprise, but he merely paused for half a second before infusing rune power into the axe again, responding to the oncoming demon. On this battlefield teeming with geniuses, stunning performances were just the norm.

Qin Tian’s actions didn’t draw much attention. For one, he deliberately hid his prowess, and secondly, in terms of efficiency in slaying demons, many were far superior, and even more impressive.

However, Qin Tian didn’t mind. He hadn’t entered the ruins to show off; the loot in hand was what truly mattered.

"Evolution Points +230"

"Evolution Points +591"

"Evolution Points +2346"

"..."

On the system panel, Evolution Points soared. Ever since Qin Tian evolved the "Void God Master" Holy Blood talent, he had been amassing Evolution Points, refraining from consuming any.

During his time at the Ice Extreme Pass, he had experienced several snow beast assaults and killed many from the Luoho Clan, gaining tens of millions of Evolution Points. Killing demons in the ruins sent the Evolution Points soaring again.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before his fourth Holy Blood talent emerged.

...

Inside the ice mountain

Several voices echoed softly

"Still not opening it?"

"No rush, the Young Master is still controlling those Divine Artifacts, we can’t let the outside world disturb him. Let them fight a bit longer outside. The thousand-year seal has drained too much of our strength. Fortunately, the Young Master is awake, and all the Divine Artifacts have returned. Now, only the Ice Throne remains."

"Do you think these people can handle that problem?"

"I don’t know either, but right now, they’re the only power we can rely on."