I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 372 - 332: First Battle with Soulflame, Subduing a Tier 6 Soul Master
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Chapter 372: Chapter 332: First Battle with Soulflame, Subduing a Tier 6 Soul Master
At the instant the fusion completed, a torrent of scorching heat suddenly surged within Qin Tian’s body.
Instinctively, he raised his palm, and surprisingly, a cluster of black flame leaped up from his palm, quietly flickering yet exuding a domineering aura that sought to devour everything, even drawing in the surrounding light.
Meanwhile, in his Sea of Souls, a black fire lotus slowly bloomed.
Its petals layered intricately, each formed purely of condensed black flames, the heart of the flame was a deep void, seemingly capable of devouring souls. The gentle swaying of the fire lotus emitted ripples that caused the entire Sea of Souls to tremble; this was the soul-devouring flame born from the fusion of dozens of fire talents.
Qin Tian focused his mind to savor this newfound power, the temperature of the black flame in his palm wasn’t scorching, it felt oddly cool to the touch, yet the pulling sensation at his fingertips was unsettling — it was a terrifying suction that dragged, crushed, and devoured surrounding energy, as though he held a miniature black hole in his palm.
With a slight thought, the black flame suddenly surged half a foot higher, its temperature rapidly escalating to thousands of degrees in a flash, scorching the air until it crackled and exploded, even the stones on the ground began to melt into a glassy state.
Moreover, the soul-devouring flame could absorb all flames between heaven and earth; each time it devoured a high-quality flame, the flame’s color deepened, and the void sensation within its heart intensified, harboring limitless growth potential.
When he attempted to mobilize all his spiritual power, the black lotus in the Sea of Souls abruptly spun, black flames instantly enveloped his body, and a flame mark appeared at his brow. The power in the “Flame Master” state surged like a tsunami, wildly escalating his speed, strength, and precision in flame control, as if he had become the king of flames at that moment.
“A very formidable talent.”
A flash of satisfaction appeared in Qin Tian’s eyes. Although his primary spiritual energy direction was the dark element and thunder element, the awakening of the soul-devouring flame added more diversity to his attack methods.
Especially the spiritual characteristics of the soul-devouring flame, which he particularly valued.
The black fire lotus in the Sea of Souls constantly radiating a warm and resilient ripple, akin to an invisible shield capable of repelling incoming spiritual impacts and soul erosions, even converting them into nourishment for his own soul fire, rendering his defense on the soul level as sturdy as iron.
And when he actively deployed it, the soul flame could transform into an all-penetrating vanguard, following the opponent’s spiritual link into the depths of their soul, burning their will and essence. Even those adept in spiritual arts would hesitate in the face of this soul flame.
Qin Tian slowly clenched his fist, the black flame in his palm receding, leaving only a faint warmth. He could sense that this soul-devouring flame, like an unpolished gem, would, upon continued devouring and growth, surely shine even more brilliantly, becoming another trump card in his hand capable of overturning battles.
Yan Song is dead, but through soul devour, Qin Tian knows there are still two good items on him.
His gaze swept over Yan Song’s corpse, landing on the dim jade pendant on his neck.
This jade pendant, named the Fire Spirit Jade Pendant, was a specially made protective artifact by the Yan Family.
Usually storing flame energy within, upon a deadly attack, the energy would instantly erupt, transforming into a semi-transparent Flame Shield that envelops the wearer, with flame patterns on the shield offsetting much of the attack.
It was this jade pendant’s timely activation that allowed Yan Song to barely survive a charging blow.
Next, his gaze fell on Yan Song’s wrist, where a black ring lay quietly, it was the Shadow Concealing Ring.
Crafted from an unknown black metal, its surface engraved with intricate dark patterns, when worn, it almost merged with the skin. By activating specific secret techniques, the ring emanated weak energy ripples capable of simulating the aura of any nearby creature — whether the agility of forest birds, the heaviness of subterranean beasts, or the ferocity of demons, it could mimic vividly, thereby achieving concealment and confusion effects.
Yan Song had previously relied on this Shadow Concealing Ring to infiltrate the Demon Cave multiple times for investigation.
For Qin Tian, the use of the Fire Spirit Jade Pendant might not be significant, given his incredible defense power naturally, and he wore the Qingtan Holy Branch Bracelet capable of resisting Tier Six attacks, which overlapped functionally with the Fire Spirit Jade Pendant.
As his strength continued to grow, both the Fire Spirit Jade Pendant and the Qingtan Holy Branch Bracelet became increasingly lesser in effect. These protective spiritual artifacts could be handed to his subordinates for use.
In contrast, the Shadow Concealing Ring was quite an interesting treasure, allowing him to transform into anyone’s appearance, even a demon’s. However, achieving a perfect simulation of the aura was usually impossible, but with this ring, that shortcoming was covered.
With both treasures collected, Yan Song’s corpse was tossed into the Spirit Space, then Qin Tian opened the Void Gate; he still had to deal with another person, the Tier Six Soul Master beside Yan Song, nicknamed — Old Ghost.
……
In the wilderness high above, gale winds whistled as they swept through sand and gravel, two figures darting through the air like arrows loosed from a bowstring.
“Qin Tian, how much longer until we catch up to them?”
Old Ghost’s voice was somewhat distorted by the wind, anxiety in his eyes almost overflowing; Yan Song absolutely couldn’t die, at least not now — he hadn’t yet extracted the whereabouts of that child from him.
“Soon.” The “Qin Tian” leading ahead replied deeply. As soon as he finished speaking, his nose subtly twitched, “Their aura is just ahead.”


