I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 721 - 519: Demon-Slaughtering Array, Mission Accomplished (Part 2)

Zhuge Yu watched the demons counterattacking outside the formation, his fingers swiftly dancing across the array plate—the true power of the Demon-slaying Array had only just begun.

The golden formation suddenly emitted a deafening hum, and the previously evenly flowing golden light abruptly contracted, converging toward the formation core like a tide.

"Your Highness, prepare!" Zhuge Yu’s voice rang out.

Before the words fell, the spiritual energy of hundreds of geniuses, purified through the array, transformed into a solid, liquid-like golden rainbow, pouring entirely into Ji Taiyan’s body.

He grunted, the dragon energy around him surged instantly, golden light emerged from beneath his skin, and dense dragon scales quickly appeared on the surface of his skin, the scales exuding a dark golden sheen, covering his neck and limbs; his pupils turned vertical, transforming into dazzling golden dragon eyes, with primitive dragon might surging within, even his stature elevated by half a foot, turning him into a half-human, half-dragon form.

But this power was too overwhelming, even though he bore the bloodline of the Golden Holy Dragon, he struggled to withstand it.

Just completing the half-dragon transformation, the dragon scales on his shoulder emitted a brittle "crack," several cracks spread swiftly, blood oozing out through the gaps between the scales.

Ji Taiyan clenched his teeth, the dragon spear in his hand buzzed violently, the dragon patterns on the spear seemed to come alive, issuing a rapid dragon’s roar.

"Dongfang Qi!" Zhuge Yu timely transmitted his voice.

Dongfang Qi, responsible for the flank formation eye, had long been prepared, the azure wood spirit flame suddenly turned into a gentle green color, a strand of refined wood spiritual energy shot out like a thread, wrapping precisely around Ji Taiyan’s arm.

Pure vitality power injected through the spiritual energy, beneath Ji Taiyan’s cracked dragon scales, new flesh sprouted rapidly, the wound healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He felt the surging power within, a flash of battle intent in his dragon eyes, his aura rising again, indeed steadily suppressing a Tier Eight demon!

"Face your death!" Ji Taiyan shouted crisply, the dragon spear thrusting forward.

Ang——!

A dragon’s roar that shook the heavens and earth erupted, a giant dragon condensed from pure golden spiritual energy leaped from the spearhead, its dragon claws tearing through the air, carrying a dragon’s might that suppressed everything, deadlocking onto the nearest demon.

The demon’s pupils contracted dramatically, attempting to turn and evade, but it was firmly imprisoned in place by the dragon’s might, only able to watch helplessly as the golden dragon opened its gigantic mouth and swallowed it whole.

Bang!

The giant dragon exploded with a thunderous roar, the demon instantly pulverized to dust within the golden light, even the dark qi was completely purified.

"Good!" A thunderous cheer erupted within the array, everyone’s spirits soaring.

Zhuge Yu gave no chance for the demons to catch their breath, the array plate rotated again, the converging spiritual energy stream suddenly redirected, pouring into the other side’s array core into Chen Feng’s body.

Chen Feng was a scion of the Chen Family of the Empire, and the attack techniques of the Chen Family were renowned throughout the Empire.

At this moment, infused with immense power, Chen Feng’s entire body shone with golden light, his skin cracking under the pressure, blood seeping through his fingers, yet a fervent battle intent ignited in his eyes.

Without waiting for Dongfang Qi’s Power of Qingmu to assist, Chen Feng raised his hand to seal, the spiritual energy around him coalescing into a gigantic, golden handprint tens of yards large, the handprint’s texture was ancient and carried the domineering force of "breaking all laws with power"—this was the Chen Family’s unparalleled technique "Battle Handprint."

"Shatter for me!"

The handprint descended like Mount Tai, a demon just conjuring its demon blade couldn’t even resist, clutched tightly by the handprint.

With an accompanying loud bang, the demon was crushed into powder within the golden light.

But after executing this move, the golden light on Chen Feng’s body quickly dimmed, his qi and blood surged as he retreated two steps, clearly the backlash of this power was immense, and each person had only one chance to act.

The spiritual energy stream did not stop, Zhuge Yu, with astonishing array control ability, continuously directed the power towards other Holy Blood cores:

Leng Qingqiu’s cold aura surged around, ice shards coalescing into an Ice Soul Sword several yards long, as the sword light flashed, the demon was frozen into ice crystals, then shattered.

Xiao Lie’s flame spiritual energy transformed into a fire lion, its fangs tearing, burning the demon completely.

Dongfang Qi meanwhile utilized the Azure Wood spirit flame, condensing it into a verdant spear, the moment the spear tip pierced the demonic qi, vitality power completely dismantled the demon’s core...

The Nine Great Holy Bloods took turns attacking, their moves varied yet equally dominant.

Each burst of light accompanied the fall of a demon.

The originally fierce and raging dozen or so Tier Eight demons, under the holy blood torrent gathered by the Demon-slaying Array, were blown to pieces one by one, their dark qi dissipating into the air, unable to reassemble.

Upon seeing this, Mokaluo was enraged, while simultaneously a deep-seated fear arose in his heart

He increasingly sensed that the Frozen Throne was almost fully restored, his power rapidly diminishing, if he couldn’t kill that man now, then he would be re-sealed for thousands of years, never to see the light of freedom again.

"No, I absolutely won’t allow this!"

Majara looked up and let out an inhuman roar, the black aura around him suddenly thickening like blood.

He abruptly raised his hand, pressing the bone wings fiercely against his chest, the sharp joints cracking inch by inch, transforming into a sky full of black mist merging into his body; the scales on the surface also began to explode, every shard accompanied by a steaming ink-green blood mist, as he forcibly extracted his core power at the cost of self-destructing body tissues!

Boom——!

A terrifying aura erupted from within him, the original Tier Eight momentum once again elevated, even faintly approaching the threshold of Tier Nine.

The claws glowed faintly, the very air was twisted by the demonic energy surrounding him, and the ice surface on the ground rapidly condensed into black ice crystals centered around him.

His scarlet eyes swept over the Four Divine Beasts blocking him at any cost, his gaze filled only with bone-chilling madness.

"Die!"

Majara’s figure flickered, unexpectedly ignoring Lan’s icy obstruction, delivering a punch towards the White Xiong about to unleash lightning.

White Xiong’s pupils contracted sharply, hastily gathering lightning on his arm to block, but as Majara’s fist penetrated the lightning, a muffled "boom" sounded.

White Xiong’s hefty arm was suddenly blasted apart, flesh and bone fragments splattering, snow-white fur stained red with blood, as it screamed, flying backward and crashing onto the ice mountain, shaking loose a large chunk of ice spikes.

Seeing this, the Ice Crystal Phoenix’s tail feather blazed with fire, swooping down intending to attack his back.

Majara seemed to grow eyes on his back, grabbing with a reverse hand, tightly clutching the Phoenix’s wing tip. With a piercing "tear" sound, he actually tore off the wing covered in ice flames.

Phoenix let out a mournful wail, falling onto the ice surface, ice-blue blood continuously oozing from the wing’s break.

The armored beast roared, lunging forward, its shell as hard as iron blocking Majara, trying to win a breathing space for the Spirit Deer.

Majara lifted his foot and kicked fiercely, the demonic energy in his shoe sole exploding, the armored beast’s proud shell shattered like porcelain, spitting a mouthful of blood, its body curling into a ball and flying backward, crashing onto the base of the Frozen Throne, unable to move anymore.

Finally, only the Spirit Deer remained, the light from its dual horns weakening to the extreme. Majara stepped forward and seized its antlers with one hand, revealing a cruel smile on his sinister face.

"Down you go!"

He exerted force, raising the Spirit Deer high before brutally smashing it to the ground!

Crash!

The ice surface was struck into a deep pit, Spirit Deer’s body deeply embedded, its antlers fractured, breath instantly weakening to the extreme, life or death unknown.

In just a few moments, the Four Divine Beasts completely defeated!

The jubilant cheers within the demon-slaying array abruptly fell silent, everyone’s face instantly turning pale, the momentum that was high just now vanished.

They gazed at the figure standing in the blood pool with a terrifying presence so intense it suffocated, hearts clenched by an invisible hand—this Demon God had such terrifying hidden cards!

Majara flicked the bloodstains from his hand, his scarlet gaze slowly turned towards the demon-slaying array, precisely locking onto Qin Tian at the center.

That gaze carried a cold killing intent, akin to Death God’s stare, sweeping over every person within the array.

"Your turn..."

His voice was not loud, yet it stabbed into everyone’s eardrums like an ice spike.

The golden barricade of the demon-slaying array trembled slightly under this oppressive presence, Ji Taiyan, Dongfang Qi, and others tightly gripping their weapons, palms dripping with cold sweat.

Previously, they could use the array to slay avatars, but now facing Majara, close to Tier Nine, could this demon-slaying array still hold?

Despair rapidly spread in everyone’s hearts.

At this moment, a voice with a relaxed smile suddenly echoed.

"Lan, mind if I borrow your divine artifact for a moment?"

This voice was like thunder breaking through the fog, and everyone suddenly turned to look.

Atop the Frozen Throne, Qin Tian had changed from the previous hunched posture injecting energy to a leisurely sitting position.

The golden light surrounding him was tenfold what it was before, enveloping him like a flowing golden robe, even his hair sheathed in golden light, a faint smile on his lips.

For some reason, upon seeing this, everyone instantly felt the pressure dissipate.

And even years later, this scene frequently echoed in their memories, never fading away.