I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 923: Chapter 610: Might of the Sword Immortal, Blessing of the Immortal Soldier

"Battle!!!"

A thunderous shout echoed across the icy plains.

The Demon King’s Wings flapped suddenly, and Qin Tian transformed into a stream of light, charging directly at the Rampaging Behemoth with the momentum of knife and thunder.

The Black Frost Blade was raised high, its blade intertwined with thunder, growing several feet in length, carrying the power to tear through heaven and earth, it slashed fiercely at the Rampaging Behemoth’s head.

"Roar!"

The Rampaging Behemoth roared defiantly, its thick arm swung up, forcibly aiming to block the Black Frost Blade — its most proud aspect was its robust physique, daring to confront the fierce Sword Qi head-on. Yet, just before the blade and arm met, it seemed to feel the fatal sharpness of the Black Frost Blade and instinctively paused for a fraction of a second, hesitating slightly.

That moment of hesitation was all it took; the Black Frost Blade had already cleaved down, "Crack!" The sharp blade instantly severed the entire arm of the Rampaging Behemoth.

The tyrannical lightning immediately scorched and carbonized the severed arm.

Yet, despite having its arm severed, there was not the slightest pain in the eyes of the Rampaging Behemoth; instead, it became even more savage.

From the broken wound, dark red energy surged wildly, and within mere breaths, a new arm grew back, identical to the previous one, still thick and strong.

"No wonder it’s said the Beastman’s Golden Bloodline possesses astounding regenerative abilities," Qin Tian secretly sighed in admiration.

Yang Ling was able to leave a hard-to-heal wound on the Rampaging Behemoth’s chest because his Sword Intent was so sharp, even the physique of a Tier Eight Golden Behemoth struggled to erase it.

But his own Sword Intent still paled in comparison to Yang Ling’s.

As he pondered, his movements did not slow; leveraging the force from his slash, he suddenly spun to evade the sneak attack from the Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat behind him.

That creature had silently circled behind him during his clash with the Rampaging Behemoth, and suddenly, twin eerie spiritual rays shot out from its ghostly green eyes, stabbing directly at Qin Tian’s mind.

Qin Tian was well-prepared; his Divine Venerable talent rendered him almost immune to spiritual attacks. Not even a Tier Eight Mother Insect could trouble him, let alone a mere Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat.

Feeling his spiritual attack hit what seemed like a mountain, the powerful recoil made the Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat let out a painful screech, retreating several steps, a deep wariness flashing in its eyes.

Just then, the Masked Man seized the opening, swinging both hands fiercely, dozens of pitch-black Ghost Chains like writhing snakes, from all sides, came to ensnare Qin Tian, forming a tightly woven ghost web, cutting off all escape routes for Qin Tian.

On the Ghost Chains, Ghost Qi surged, the wailing of fierce ghosts grew increasingly shrill, intending not only to bind Qin Tian’s body but to tear apart his soul.

Qin Tian’s expression turned serious, not daring to be careless, as the Demon King’s Wings flapped, his speed soared to the limit, his form maneuvering nimbly between the ghost web and attacks from the three formidable opponents, every move risky as a walk on a tightrope, where a single misstep could lead to being ensnared by Ghost Chains or struck by the Rampaging Behemoth’s massive claws.

Even in dire straits, he still exhibited incredible adaptability — sometimes sidestepping the brute force charge of the Rampaging Behemoth, sometimes slashing away encroaching Ghost Chains, sometimes releasing lightning to repel the Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat’s assaults, his actions fluid and unflustered.

After unleashing his full power, Qin Tian’s combat strength reached an immeasurable height.

When clashing directly with the Rampaging Behemoth, his power was just short; even though the Rampaging Behemoth was overwhelmingly strong, Qin Tian could rely on the Explosive Power of Overlord Body·Emperor to withstand it forcibly.

In terms of speed, he was no less than the Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat, with the Demon King’s Wings’ augmentation, his movements flickered unpredictably, even predicting the Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat’s evasion path, intercepting ahead of time, leaving the agile golem repeatedly empty-handed.

Such performance was beyond the Masked Man’s expectations.

And what the Masked Man feared the most was the Black Frost Blade in Qin Tian’s hand.

The battle sword’s sharpness was unparalleled in his life.

In the earlier skirmish, when he controlled Ghost King Chains to clash with the Black Frost Blade, just one collision resulted in a deep crack along his indestructible chains, capable of tearing through Tier Eight defenses, nearly breaking; had he not withdrawn the Ghost Chains promptly, they might have been cleaved in two.

Both the Rampaging Behemoth and Evil-Eyed Ghost Cat feared the Black Frost Blade to the extreme, no longer daring to meet the blade head-on physically.

Even though Qin Tian was surrounded by three Tier Eight formidable opponents in a passive situation, their extreme caution concerning the Black Frost Blade caused their attacks to become compromised, holding back from a full-force assault. Conversely, Qin Tian utilized his exceptional speed, resilient defense, and adaptability to maneuver among the three opponents; though occasionally struck, he utilized the Demon Pattern Tortoise Shell’s deflection and Overlord Body’s immunity effects to resolve crises.

What should have been a one-sided assault gradually slipped into a deadlock.

This made the Masked Man increasingly anxious, his face terrifyingly unsightly.

Bang bang bang!

The sounds of fierce battle echoed continuously, terrifying energy waves spreading outward.

Qin Tian grew more valiant as the fight went on, the battle spirit in his eyes growing increasingly intense.

He could distinctly feel that in this extreme skirmish, his potential was gradually being unleashed, various talents merging harmoniously, with the previously ambiguous combat strength ceiling becoming clear.

If it were a one-on-one duel, he was confident he could use the full force of his talents to defeat the two Tier Eight Beastman Golems beneath the Black Frost Blade.

Even against the strongest in combat, the Masked Man, he could maintain an assured undefeated stance.