I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 711 - 515: The Appearance of the Divine Beasts and Demon King

The icy abyss wind swept with black mist, the roars of monsters echoed like the cries of ghosts and the howl of wolves, reverberating repeatedly between the cliffs.

On the flat ground at the bottom of the abyss, hundreds of monsters surged like a tide, some with multiple heads, their fangs dripping dark green venom; some with limbs like steel claws, leaving deep marks as they stepped on the ice; even on the steep ice mountains on either side, densely packed monsters clinging on, their dark silhouettes covered the sky and the earth, a terrifying net woven by the aura of Tier Seven and above.

In contrast, in front of the ice-blue ancient tree, over two hundred Empire prodigies formed a tight formation.

Tier Six Spiritualists were positioned in the inner circle, surrounded by Tier Seven Golden Bloodlines and Holy Blood prodigies, the glow of Spiritual Energy lit up like stars, forming a sharp confrontation with the demonic qi of the monsters.

The ice mirrored the silhouettes of both sides, on one side were twisted, evil monsters, on the other, humans brimming with fighting spirit, the air seemed to nearly freeze.

“Tier Six, form defensive formations in groups of three, focus on self-preservation!” Ji Taiyan’s voice pierced through the chaotic roars, clearly reaching everyone’s ears, “Tier Seven Golden Bloodlines, each person must deal with at least three monsters; Tier Seven Holy Blood, take down ten each, act swiftly, absolutely don’t give them a chance to merge!”

“Yes!” the crowd responded in unison, many of them had witnessed the terrifying fusion of monsters before, if more than ten monsters merged, perhaps only the top Holy Blood warriors could battle them, if dozens, or even over a hundred monsters merged, they feared a single hand could crush them all.

Now they could only hope that the fusion of monsters had limitations, otherwise, this battle would be unwinnable.

Roar——!!!

The leading monster let out a deafening howl, hundreds of monsters charged simultaneously, ice shards splattered as heavy footsteps pounded like drums on everyone’s hearts.

“Kill!” Ji Taiyan took the lead, his golden robe billowing, a phantom gold dragon soared into the sky, clawing the foremost monster into pieces.

The battle erupted instantly!

Over thirty Tier Seven Holy Blood prodigies pierced through the monster group like sharp blades, Xiao Lie’s Spirit Flame swept across, burning the monsters into cries of agony; Leng Family’s Leng Qingqiu condensed an ice spike storm at his fingertips, freezing three monsters into ice sculptures and then shattering them; Chen Feng hammered with his fists, the power of battle penetrated the monsters’ bodies.

The Holy Blood prodigies seemed like gods of slaughter descending, Spiritual Ability Magic and Martial Techniques woven into a web of death, throwing the monster lineup into chaos.

At the corner of the battlefield, Taishi Feng wielded the Heaven-piercing Halberd, clashing head-on with a monster.

Having just broken through to Tier Seven, his aura was unstable, yet he could withstand the monster’s razor claws with the powerful physique of the Golden Bloodline, halberd tip sweeping horizontally with a gale, striking fiercely at the neck of the monster on his left.

A splutter sound, dark green blood splattered, the monster roared in rage, swinging its steel claws at his face.

“Courting death!” Taishi Feng spun, the halberd tail smashed hard against the monster’s head, emitting a dull thud, its head nearly blasted open.

Not far away, Huo Yuansheng moved with more agility, his longsword like a white snake slithering out, avoiding the monster’s charge, the sword tip piercing precisely into the monster’s brow.

His steps were ethereal as he weaved between two monsters, the swordlight flashing, leaving behind several deep wounds, though slightly short of breath, he firmly held the upper hand.

Zhuge Yu stood in the center of the array while activating the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array to boost everyone’s defense, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield.

When he saw Qin Tian, his gaze flickered.

Qin Tian was entwined in combat with several monsters, often able to kill a monster with just a few moves, his kill efficiency completely matching some Holy Blood prodigies, yet, only he, Taishi Feng, and Huo Yuansheng knew, Qin Tian was not using his full strength.

“Qin Tian, are you conserving strength for the treasure hunt later, or did you sense something?” Zhuge Yu asked through soul communication.

Qin Tian happened to sidestep, avoiding the monster’s razor claws, the Black Frost Saber suddenly sped up, its purple lightning entwined blade gliding over the monster’s neck, the head rolling at the moment, lightning ravaging turning its body to ashes.

He replied with his soul: “No rush, let’s wait and see.”

His perception surpassed everyone present, in his view, these Tier Seven monsters were not worth fearing, yet a vague unease lingered in his heart—as if cold eyes were hiding in the shadows observing this epic battle.

Calmly, he scanned the battlefield surroundings, finally fixing his gaze on the towering ice mountain behind the ancient tree.

The source of that scrutiny seemed to be deep within the ice mountain.

……

Inside the ice mountain stood an ice throne integrating with the mountain body, quietly sitting.

The surface of the throne was etched with ancient runes of the Ice God Race, yet some cracks had appeared, wisps of black air seeping from them.

Below the throne, a black heart floated in the center of the ice mountain, its every beat causing the throne to tremble slightly.

Around, four god-like giant beasts quietly lay on the ground.

On the left lay a white bear as big as a hill, its snow-white fur shimmering with pearl-like luster, a diamond-shaped ice crystal embedded in its brow, breathing visible cold mist.

On the right, the Ice Crystal Phoenix folded its wings, its ice-blue feathers like transparent crystals, tail feathers touching the ground, forming a thin frost layer on the ice surface.

The Spirit Deer stood tall at the front, antlers entwined with faint golden Spiritual Light, hooves stepping on ice rock.

The armored beast crouched behind the throne, its shell like cast from black iron, covered in ice patterns.

“Young Master, the seal is broken, you may retrieve the Ice Seal Order now.”

The white bear’s voice was deep as muffled thunder, heavy yet respectful, its large head turned toward the front of the throne.

There, Lan was holding a Magic Staff inlaid with ice essence, wearing an ice crystal crown, and a light blue robe made his skin seem snow-white, his cold gaze fell on the ice mirror before him.