I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 992: Chapter 640: The Ghost Coffin Reappears, Concede

Huff—huff—

The rapid breathing was particularly clear on the ice plains. Zhuang Zimo jerked up, his hand trembling as it touched his neck. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and his heart pounded relentlessly.

As a Tier Seven powerhouse of the Zhuang Family, he never imagined that one day he would be decapitated.

The intense cold pain of his head being severed from his body, even now that his injuries had healed, remained carved deep in his soul. Just recalling it made his whole body shiver, and his soul trembled uncontrollably.

"Thank you, Elder Cheng."

Zhuang Zimo steadied his mind, bowing deeply to Dongfang Cheng. Then, he cupped his hands in greeting towards Terreda opposite him, not saying another word, and turned back in silence, step by step, to return to the Zhuang Family camp.

As he returned to the ranks, Zhuang Xian stepped forward, lightly patting him on the shoulder without a word of reproach.

The surrounding family members also came forward, looking at him with concern.

They all knew that Zhuang Zimo had already fought with all his might.

Against such an opponent, no matter who faced them, the outcome would not change.

On the other side, Terreda slowly returned to the Ice Extreme Pass camp, greeted by the thunderous cheers and shouts of the soldiers, the sound waves reaching the clouds, drowning out the howling wind and snow.

Terreda grinned and turned to look at Xiong beside him: "Xiong, I won, didn’t I?"

Xiong showed a simple smile, replying in a resonant voice: "You won, tonight I’ll treat you to a drink."

"Just treating me alone isn’t enough."

Terreda joked with a laugh, "I just said, if I lost, I’d buy drinks for the entire Black Tortoise Army. Now that I’ve won, how should this drink be treated?"

Xiong laughed: "No problem! I’ll buy drinks for all the brothers, tonight we won’t leave until we’re drunk!"

"That’s more like it! Brothers, thank Military Lord Xiong!" Terreda called out.

"Thank you, Military Lord Xiong!!"

The soldiers of the Extreme Corps shouted in unison, smiles beaming across their faces.

Before the Four Symbols Legion was established, Xiong was originally the deputy commander of the Barbarian Battle Group, and all the barbarian warriors had to follow his orders, his prestige second only to Terreda.

On the battlefield, he was brave and invincible, fearless in the face of death, yet in daily life, he was generous, warm-hearted, and protective of every brother under him. The entire Barbarian Battle Group held deep admiration and affection for him from the bottom of their hearts.

Even now that Xiong has left the Barbarian Battle Group to lead the Black Tortoise Army alone, this friendship and respect have never diminished even slightly.

With three consecutive victories, the morale of the Ice Extreme Pass camp was soaring.

Following Li Qi, Xiong, and Terreda, the fourth to appear was the only Tier Seven powerhouse present.

He was a space master, deputy leader of The Shadow Division, and king of the Moluo Race—Adif.

In a fleeting half-year, Adif led more than sixty thousand Moluo Warriors and had fully integrated into the Ice Extreme Pass system, spread across multiple core sectors such as The Shadow Division, the Legion, Lingfeng Trading Company, and played an irreplaceable role in intelligence reconnaissance, special operations, armed escort, and enemy infiltration.

Meanwhile, Qin Tian also poured a lot of effort into the training of the Moluo Race.

He had several avatars tirelessly refining Void Divine Stones day and night, channeling Void Divine Power into the Empty Stone, continuously producing cultivation resources most suited to the Moluo Race’s talent.

After Moluo Warriors absorbed the Void Divine Stone, their overall strength steadily increased, and the race’s biggest shortcoming—weak spiritual power and fragile souls—was completely remedied with the emergence of Little Poluo.

When Moluo Warriors went out to hunt Ice Beasts or carry out missions, the accompanying Little Poluo would quietly absorb the dissipating Soul Power, continually strengthening itself.

Moluo Warriors who established military achievements could also exchange for soul-type treasures from the Ice Extreme Pass treasury, feeding Poluo and strengthening their divine souls.

As the leader of the Moluo Race, Adif received the greatest level of resource allocation.

Custom-made armed armor, top-level spiritual artifacts, an unlimited supply of Void Divine Stones, along with his own foundation as a Tier Seven space powerhouse, saw his strength advancing rapidly.

The fourth duel was without suspense; after Adif appeared, he only exchanged two or three rounds with the Zhuang Family’s Tier Seven elite before capitalizing on the absolute advantage of space mastery, piercing the opponent’s heart with a single stroke, clinching the fourth victory neatly and efficiently.

Thus, Ice Extreme Pass won all four battles.

And the final duel, irrelevant to the final outcome, became the last focal point for all the spectators.

The last to appear from the Ice Extreme Pass camp was Old Ghost.

"Military Lord, I’m going."

Old Ghost bowed slightly to Qin Tian, his figure lightly rising off the ground, like a wisp of ghostly spirit, slowly drifting toward the center of the battlefield.

Qin Tian watched the back of Old Ghost, a faint expectation flickering in his eyes.

The performances of Li Qi and the others, he could largely predict, but Old Ghost was different.

Old Ghost was the only Spiritual Mind Master in the core team; after implanting the Eternal Ghost Eye, he mastered a Golden-Level pupil skill talent.

Moreover, Old Ghost fully inherited Hei Mu Tong’s memories and the Black Wood Clan’s secret techniques, his methods mysterious and unfathomable.

Of course, implanting the Eternal Ghost Eye was essentially forbidden and could not be easily exposed before the Dongfang Clan and various major forces.

Therefore, in this battle, Old Ghost had to conceal the existence of the Eternal Ghost Eye as much as possible and instead rely on spiritual secret techniques, armed armor, and his true trump card—Ghostly Coffin.

This Ghostly Coffin was originally the Blood Demon Cult’s treasure of treasures, considered to be a Divine Artifact level treasure.

It was later decomposed and absorbed of its original spirituality and native artifact soul by the Power of the Martial Immortal, its quality plummeting, barely reaching the level of a Spiritual Artifact.

But after half a year of nourishment and repeated tempering by the Power of the Martial Immortal, the foundation of the Ghostly Coffin was completely awakened, its overall performance significantly enhanced, and even a new artifact soul was awakened.