I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 671: Chapter 497: Devouring Evolution, Tier 8 Demon General

The deep blue glacier stood tall like a pillar in the center of the battlefield, runic patterns flowing continuously amidst the sounds of battle, causing the biting cold wind to emit a faint glow.

On the icefield, a torrent of demonic creatures surged from all directions, their numbers manifold more than the Empire’s geniuses, with roars, the sharp sounds of claws tearing through the air, and the booming explosions of Spiritual Energy intertwining, shaking the ice layers.

Yet, despite their overwhelming numbers, the demonic creatures found themselves at a standstill before these geniuses.

The Nine Great Holy Bloods clans served as the backbone, with the geniuses of the Golden Bloodline showcasing their divine powers, colorful Spiritual Energy blossoming like fireworks amidst the demonic swarm. With fewer than five hundred members, they formed an indestructible frontline through the formidable power of their bloodline inheritance and seamless cooperation, holding their ground and subtly seizing the initiative.

On the eastern flank, the Dongfang Clan’s camp had five core members standing in formation, their green-blue Spiritual Energy flowing like water into the icefield. In mere breaths, the barren frozen ground erupted with tiny spots of new green that quickly grew into a vast canopy of Spirit Plant forest.

Hundred-meter-tall Tree-men moved with heavy steps, their thick branches swinging to shatter the bones and tendons of demonic creatures; Demon Vines as thick as bowls moved like serpents, their barbed tips easily piercing through the hard shells of demonic creatures, entangling them to their death; Cannibal Flowers the size of fists scattered through the grass, waiting for demonic creatures to approach before suddenly opening their blooms to swallow them whole, their petals instantly stained with blackish-purple demonic blood.

The most bizarre were the inconspicuous little grasses, hiding amongst thorns and fallen leaves, wholly green and unobtrusive, but once stepped upon by a demonic creature, they would instantly tense and turn into blade-like edges, densely stabbing up from the ground like a mountain of knives, piercing the paws and bellies of demonic creatures, leaving them bleeding profusely.

Some demonic creatures tried to unleash demonic fire to burn the forest, but water-containing vines suddenly emerged to extinguish the flames, immediately followed by being dragged into the territory of Cannibal Flowers, their screams thoroughly consumed.

This battlefield constructed by Spirit Plants became a death trap for demonic creatures, with each step fraught with hidden dangers.

Above the forest, Qin Tian hovered mid-air, the wind howling against his black combat attire.

He raised his hand to summon thunder, with dark clouds quickly forming overhead, shooting arm-thick purple lightning like silver snakes, striking precisely at the dense clusters of demonic creatures.

With a "boom," the thunderstorm exploded, turning dozens of demonic creatures into charred ash, with Evolution Point notifications continually flickering on the system panel.

However, such efficient slaughter drew the attention of the demon horde towards him.

Several sharp screeches pierced the sky as Qin Tian looked up to see four enormous Black-winged Demons diving towards him from the rear of the horde, their wings spanning over a dozen meters, stirring up a biting wind with each flap.

Strangely, their gray-black skin was covered with ice-blue patterns resembling Ice Crystals, with faint blue chilling air flowing through the patterns, freezing even the snowflakes in mid-air into sharp ice shards, distinctly different from the typical sinister aura of demonic creatures.

The leading Black-winged Demon had blood-red eyes fixated on Qin Tian with venomous hatred, its wings abruptly flaring as it led the other three demons in a fan-shaped encirclement.

Qin Tian’s eyes narrowed, sensing the aura of these demons reaching Peak Tier Six, though he didn’t consider them a threat, yet the chill emanating from the ice-blue patterns felt alarmingly familiar.

This seemed like the power of the Ice God Race.

"A Yu, Qin Tian is in trouble, go assist him."

Above the icefield, Dongfang Qi noticed the impending trouble for Qin Tian. Their area was too large with only a few dozen people, causing everyone to fight separately, maximizing their personal power to cover wider regions.

Being responsible for overseeing the whole situation and addressing the Tier Seven demons in the swarm, Dongfang Qi found himself unable to assist Qin Tian, thus instructing Zhuge Yu, who was closest to Qin Tian, to intervene.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Yu maintained the Eight Trigrams Array, showing no intention of moving.

"Don’t worry, Qi Shao."

With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, Zhuge Yu said, "These few can’t threaten Qin Tian."

Do they trust him this much?

Dongfang Qi raised an eyebrow, yet considering the group could kill even Tier Seven Holy Blood demons, Qin Tian surely had extraordinary methods.

This was perfect; today he’d witness the true strength of this Qin Tian that Dongfang Haoyue spoke so highly of.

Hoo~

The four Black-winged Demons’ diving momentum grew increasingly intense, their wings whipping up wind as sharp as blades, their ice-blue patterns glowing furiously, the faint blue cold air overflowing along the patterns, condensing into inch-thick ice armor on their bodies.

The leader demon extended its claws forward, ice spikes forming at the fingertip as long as a forearm, tearing through the air with a sharp sound, aiming straight for Qin Tian’s head.

Qin Tian’s Spiritual Energy sank slightly underfoot as he took a half-step forward instead of retreating.

He tightly gripped the Black Frost Long Saber, its blade imbued with Spiritual Energy emitting a faint cold glow, with sudden flashes of electricity in his eyes.

"Thunder Slash."

He murmured in a low voice; before his words were finished, his entire figure transformed into a pale purple afterimage at the original spot, disappearing instantly from the demons’ line of sight.

"Boom—!"

An ear-splitting thunderclap suddenly echoed mid-air.

The four demons’ diving motion halted abruptly, their pupils filled with amazement—they hadn’t even seen Qin Tian’s movement trajectory, only a form enveloped in thunder power weaving between them, its speed exceeding the limits of visual capture.