I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 684: Chapter 502: Thunder Ancestor, Demon Lair (Part 3)

The aftereffects of the Blood Burning Secret Technique completely exploded, and he almost didn’t have the strength to raise his hand, let alone the power for a second deadly strike.

The Bone Demon approached step by step, the Bone Saber condensed once again, its sharp edge gleaming with a dark light. With his last ounce of strength, Taishi Feng placed the Heaven-piercing Halberd across his chest, his eyes holding only determination—if he were to die, he would do so standing!

The Bone Demon suddenly lunged, the Bone Saber’s trajectory defied logic, bypassing the Painted Halberd’s block, aiming directly at Taishi Feng’s neck. This strike was as fast as lightning, and Taishi Feng’s pupils constricted sharply. He wanted to change his move, but his body was rigid, as scenes flashed through his mind: practicing martial arts at home as a child, studying at the military academy in his youth, refining himself in the army as an adult...

His life may not have been grand and illustrious, but he was loyal to his country, his family, and himself.

So be it.

It’s a pity, though, that he didn’t fulfill the promise made to his friends.

Taishi Feng sighed.

Swish~

Just as the Bone Saber was about to touch his skin, a barely perceptible spatial fluctuation arose, air twisted in front of his neck, and the saber’s trajectory was forcefully deviated by two inches.

In that fleeting moment, Taishi Feng’s figure vanished into thin air.

The Bone Saber struck empty space, deeply embedding into the ice wall. The Bone Demon stood dazed, its hollow mouth opening and closing, emitting a silent soul-shriek.

Rumble~

Suddenly, a bolt of purple-gold lightning descended from the heavens, striking its skull with precision. With a "zzza", the lightning coursed through the bones, causing the soul fire to flicker violently, nearly extinguished.

"Phew, almost a step too late,"

a voice carried the unmistakable edge of lingering fear. The space behind the Bone Demon rippled like a stone thrown into a pond, revealing four figures slowly emerging.

They were Qin Tian, Zhuge Yu, Huo Yuansheng, and the severely injured Taishi Feng.

Qin Tian placed his palm against Taishi Feng’s back, and a gentle green light flowed into his body like a warm stream.

The body, cold from blood loss, was instantly enveloped in warmth. Taishi Feng’s taut body abruptly relaxed, his Adam’s apple bobbed, as he was about to speak, his body swayed uncontrollably, only staying upright with Qin Tian’s support.

"Don’t rush to speak,"

Qin Tian’s voice was calm and powerful. With a slight lift of his other hand, space fluctuated again, and the severed left arm of Taishi Feng appeared below his palm, aligned perfectly with the stump.

As the life Spiritual Energy continued to be infused, the blood scab at the broken end began to soften, and tiny new flesh sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain, precisely docking with the severed end. Pale golden Spirit Threads entwined at the connection point, firmly stitching the two together.

Taishi Feng looked at the familiar faces before him, his lips uncontrollably curling into a smile of survival after the calamity.

He could clearly feel his depleted Qi and Blood quickly recovering, color returning to his pale cheeks with a healthy flush, the intense pain of the severed limb transforming into a numb itch—that signified the rebirth of muscles, bones, and skin under the nourishment of Spiritual Energy.

"Brothers, thank you." His voice was still hoarse, his gaze passing over Qin Tian’s palm, still emitting green light, then falling on Zhuge Yu and Huo Yuansheng.

"A moment later, and my life would have been lost here."

Qin Tian smiled and patted his back, the green light in his palm becoming even more intense.

At this moment, the connecting point of Taishi Feng’s severed limb had completely healed. Taishi Feng tried flexing his fingers, finding the familiar sensation returning. As he moved his regained arm, he sincerely sighed, "There’s nothing like the original."

Qin Tian chuckled, then turned his gaze to the Bone Demon ahead, an expression of seriousness appearing in his eyes.

A small Tier Seven Bone Demon was not something he held in regard. However, considering Taishi Feng, a Tier Six Nine Stars Golden Bloodline Spiritualist, who nearly perished—how would the other Golden Level geniuses fare?

For hundreds of Empire geniuses, this treasure trove may not be an opportunity but a den of demons enough to claim lives.