I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 373 - 332: Soulflame’s First Battle, Subduing a Rank 6 Soul Master
Chapter 373: Chapter 332: Soulflame’s First Battle, Subduing a Rank 6 Soul Master
As he spoke, the corner of his eye swept over the old ghost behind him, a fleeting hint of something uncanny flickering deep within his pupils. Unfortunately, the old ghost was too anxious, his eyes fixed firmly on the horizon ahead, completely missing this fleeting anomaly.
“Alright!”
The old ghost clenched his fist abruptly, soul power surged into his limbs like a tide, a faint blue aura emanated from his body, and his speed suddenly increased, keeping pace with the “Qin Tian” up ahead.
In less than half a minute, the scenery on the wasteland below became clearly visible.
A demon with silver wings on its back was seen hunched over a body, its sharp claws and fangs deeply embedded in flesh, its throat rolling constantly, and the blood at the corners of its mouth gleamed with a demonic red light in the sunlight.
Hearing the sound of something slicing through the air above, the demon suddenly raised its head, its scarlet vertical pupils shooting out a fierce light.
“Damn beast!”
The old ghost’s eyes were about to pop out, and his right arm suddenly lifted, the immense soul power condensed into a pale purple ball of light in his palm and was fiercely launched.
The ball of light shot out like a meteor, striking the silver-winged demon precisely on the back. A piercing screech was heard, and the demon’s body flew out like a rag doll struck by a heavy hammer, dissipating into a black mist in mid-air, disappearing without a trace.
What!
Seeing this, the old ghost’s pupils contracted; no, this wasn’t the silver-winged demon. Realizing this, he urgently spoke, “Qin Tian, little…”
Before he could finish, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly erupted from his chest.
Squish—
An unexpected dark short blade pierced through his chest, the blood dripping from its tip traced an eerie arc through the wind.
The old ghost’s body stiffened abruptly, looking down incredulously at the familiar short blade.
The old ghost slowly turned around and saw the owner of the short blade had already retreated hundreds of meters away, the face retreating like molten wax, revealing a stranger’s cold and indifferent face.
“You…” The old ghost’s voice was hoarse like a broken gong.
Just then, fragmented pieces in his mind suddenly pieced together rapidly—the odd timing of the silver-winged demon’s raid, Qin Tian’s unexpected assistance, and the disintegration of the silver-winged demon…
A thunderclap exploded in his mind.
The old ghost turned abruptly, seeing “Yan Song” lying on the ground slowly stand up, the wound on his neck healing at a visible speed, the bloodstained face twisting, transforming in the wind, finally settling into Qin Tian’s familiar face, watching him with a half-smile.
At this moment, the blood in the old ghost’s body seemed to freeze.
It turned out, from beginning to end, it was all a play directed and acted by Qin Tian himself.
He and Yan Song, were just pawns toyed with by this cunning fox.
The old ghost took a deep breath, the excruciating pain in his chest made him groan involuntarily, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth again. He clearly knew it was too late to run now, Qin Tian’s speed was definitely far beyond his, not to mention that guy mastered the art of space teleportation.
Fortunately, he was a Soul Master specializing in the soul path, even though his physical body was pierced by the short blade, severely injured, his soul power was not greatly affected.
A hint of ferocity flickered in his eyes, since there’s no escaping, then fight to the death!
The old ghost wasted no words, his eyes suddenly lit up with a ghostly purple light, the vast soul power erupted from his body like a tsunami, making the air around seem to thicken.
“Soul Cage!”
With the old ghost’s stern shout, countless purple soul silks appeared out of thin air, entwining into a massive cage, instantly enshrouding Qin.
These soul silks looked slender, yet they contained a powerful power of imprisonment. Once entangled, not only would the physical body be bound, but even the soul would find it difficult to move.
Qin Tian’s mind flicked, the devouring soul flames around him suddenly erupted, transforming into a massive black fire lotus, encasing him within.
The petals unfolded layer by layer, exuding a devouring aura as the black flame swirled.
When the Soul Cage collided with the fiery lotus, the purple Soul Silk was particularly resilient, contending with the black flame. The Soul Silk continuously attacked the fiery lotus barrier, producing sizzling sounds of burning. The glow of the fiery lotus trembled slightly, demonstrating the undeniable power of this strike.
Qin Tian raised an eyebrow slightly; the old ghost was indeed worthy of being a Tier Six Soul Master, with formidable Soul Power.
“Interesting.” Qin Tian’s lips curled into a cold smile, and a tuft of black flame rose from his fingertips. With a gentle flick, the flame transformed into a stream of light, shooting towards the old ghost.
Seeing this, a hint of gravity flashed in the old ghost’s eyes, yet he remained unfazed. He formed seals with both hands, and with a low shout in his heart, “Soul Barrier, Triple Overlapping!”
Three solid layers of purple Soul Barriers appeared before him, densely engraved with soul patterns. The black flame collided with the first barrier, producing a violent explosion, causing intense shaking without breaking. The flame shattered through two barriers consecutively but halted in front of the third barrier, eventually being completely blocked.
Sensing the devouring power contained within the black flame, the old ghost’s gaze grew more solemn as he channeled his Soul Power. Numerous twisted ghostly figures flew from his body, emitting piercing shrieks, charging towards Qin Tian.
A Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!
Qin Tian’s gaze sharpened, and the black fiery lotus around him spun dramatically, the edge of the petals turning into sharp flame blades.
As the fiery lotus rotated, the flame blades collided with the ghostly figures, producing ear-piercing sounds.
Ghostly figures were constantly shredded, while the brightness of the flame blades gradually dimmed. In a few moves, although all the ghostly figures were annihilated, Qin Tian’s fiery lotus had shrunk a circle, clearly consuming a considerable amount of power.
The two exchanged several blows, the old ghost repeatedly utilizing his superb soul magic to fend off Qin Tian’s devouring soul flames. Though Qin Tian wasn’t a Soul Master specializing in the soul path, both his Orange Talents [Spiritual Wisdom Divine Authority] and [Devouring Soul Flame] were soul-related.
[Spiritual Wisdom Divine Authority] bestowed him with nearly limitless potential in terms of soul matters. As he tempered and absorbed souls, the strength of his soul rapidly increased beyond imagination. Any soul-type treasures and skills had their enhancement effects boosted by 100%, while soul control and damage skills effects were reduced by 90%.
Furthermore, the protective effect of Devouring Soul Flame made the old ghost’s soul magic not only ineffective against him but also helped him constantly enhance mastery over the Devouring Soul Flame during the confrontation.
Therefore, even though he had the ability to quickly wrap up the battle, he was in no rush.
After a few exchanges, the old ghost realized he couldn’t take down Qin Tian. Initially, he planned to target another person, forcing Qin Tian to be cautious, but to his surprise, that person had long disappeared, giving him no opportunity at all.
As the old ghost pondered solutions out loud, suddenly, he felt internal turmoil, a strong sense of dizziness struck, making the scene before his eyes blur. The circulation of Soul Power also became sluggish, and his normally smooth spell-sealing became somewhat delayed.
“What’s going on…” The old ghost was shocked, a terrifying thought sprang to mind.
He looked down at the short blade in his chest, the blade glinted with an imperceptible bluish glow.
“Poison… There’s poison on the short blade…” The old ghost instantly realized the issue, his expression drastically changed.
Once the poison struck, it was like a torrential flood; the old ghost’s body began to tremble uncontrollably, his breath became chaotic.
Seeing this, Qin Tian knew it was time to reel in the net. He surged the Devouring Soul Flame, and the black fiery lotus expanded instantly, sweeping towards the old ghost.
The old ghost exerted his last bit of strength to gather Soul Power for defense, but the poison had long spread through his bloodstream into every part of his body. The Soul Power seemed frozen like a stream, motionless.
He watched helplessly as the black fiery lotus surged like a tide, engulfing him completely with a devouring might, his consciousness plunging rapidly into the burning agony, eventually falling into boundless darkness.
Swoosh—
The black flame receded like a tide, revealing the ravaged ground beneath.
The old ghost lay unconscious in the rubble pile; the once intact black robe was burnt to tatters, exposing a wrinkled old face, the short blade still inserted in his chest, though no blood flowed out.
From the distance, the sound of wind breaking came as Li Qi descended slowly, carried by the airflow. Sweeping his gaze over the old ghost on the ground, his lips forming a smile, he turned to Qin Tian and cupped his hands, saying, “Congratulations, boss, you’ve gained a Tier Six subordinate.”
“This time, your contribution is invaluable.”
Qin Tian smiled slightly, raised his arm, and the old ghost’s body floated up out of thin air. Then, he placed his large hand on the old ghost’s forehead, swiftly imprinting a Soul Seal.
