I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 715 - 517: Demon Heart Unbound, the Desperate Situation

The sound of battle in front of the Ice Spirit Ancient Tree reverberated through the icy abyss, while inside the towering ice mountain behind the battlefield, a different scene unfolded.

A pale blue ice shadow silently shuttled through the ice layers, its body made of ice crystals blending perfectly with the surrounding ice, as if it were a part of the ice mountain itself.

Its movements were mechanical and precise, skillfully avoiding the energy veins faintly visible within the ice caves, finally halting in front of what seemed to be an ordinary ice wall.

The ice shadow abruptly stopped, slowly squeezing out from the ice body.

The ice crystals covering its body began to melt and restructure at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pale blue ice flakes fell like scattered diamonds, revealing skin as fair as jade beneath, the once blurred features gradually becoming clear—a head of black hair exuding a cold, bluish luster, sharp eyebrows, and a high nose bridge, yet the deep purple eyes bore no spark of life, like a puppet controlled by someone else.

If a genius from the Empire were present, they would recognize this person’s identity.

Jiang Mobai, heir of the Golden Clan’s Jiang family, whose bloodline is named—Eternal Winter.

“Locked away for thousands of years, this broken array… I’ve long since seen through its workings.”

“Jiang Mobai” looked at the empty ice cave before him, aware of the terrifying dangers hidden there, but through long observation and study, he has seen through everything.

Hoo~

The aura around Jiang Mobai suddenly changed dramatically.

Within the once pure Ice Cold Power, surged a black qi so dense it was nauseating—that was Demonic Qi, sharing roots with demonic entities but even more profound.

The black Demonic Qi coiled around his arm, forming a bizarre contrast with his fair skin; without hesitation, he pressed both hands against the ice wall, intertwining the demonic qi and Eternal Winter’s cold into a gray-blue energy torrent, drilling into the depths of the ice layer along the patterns at his fingertips.

“Buzz—buzz—”

Just as the energy flow penetrated ten meters into the ice layer, several faint golden lights suddenly lit up inside the ice mountain.

These lights were the guardian nodes of the array, like the awakening of heavenly eyes, swiftly scanning through the ice veins, attempting to locate the intruder.

But the energy flow manipulated by Jiang Mobai was too cunning, sometimes skirting along the crevices of the ice veins, other times using the cold of Eternal Winter to freeze local formations, like a thief familiar with the terrain, always hiding in blind spots right when the guard turned its head.

A few lights nearly caught up with the energy torrent, but were frozen at the nodes by the cold preemptively detonated by Jiang Mobai, flickering twice before completely extinguishing.

He stood before the ice wall, his eyes still devoid of any ripple, as if he wasn’t intruding into the core of an ancient array, merely completing a task rehearsed a million times.

In a mere ten breaths, the gray-blue energy torrent pierced through layers of obstacles, reaching the core area of the ice mountain.

Here, there were no array guardians, only a black heart, each weak beat synchronizing with the pulse of the entire ice mountain—being the heart of Mogaro suppressed by the Frozen Throne for millennia.

The energy torrent controlled by Jiang Mobai paused abruptly several meters from the heart, the demonic qi and cold separating, the cold forming a barrier blocking the ice veins’ sensors, while the demonic qi transformed into a fine black thread, coiling like a snake on the spot.

It didn’t attack but quietly emitted a familiar wave, like a key gently knocking on the seal of the Demon Heart.

The next moment—

Thud!!!

The dormant black heart suddenly throbbed vigorously, shattering the icy crust on its surface.

Black demonic qi erupted from the heart, spreading swiftly along the ice veins, causing the entire ice mountain to shake violently and large areas of the ice to collapse.

From the crack in the armrest of the Frozen Throne, dense demonic qi gushed out.

Jiang Mobai continued to channel energy, watching the black lines spreading across the ice wall, the arc at the corner of his mouth increasingly apparent.

……

Boom—

Purple lightning cloaked in blade wind descended, slicing off the head of the fused demon, its scalding dark green blood incinerated into green smoke by the crackling lightning.

Qin Tian stood with his blade, the purple electricity on the Black Frost Blade sizzled away as he scanned the battlefield. The remaining fused demons were besieged by masters of Holy Blood, all but spent, needing no further action from him.

His gaze instinctively cast skyward, Qin Tian’s brows gradually furrowed.

In the sky, the ice-blue magical halos clashed endlessly with pitch-black demonic qi, Lan alongside the Four Divine Beasts forming a tightly knit battle array, besieging Mogaro.

White Xiong approached with air-shattering strides, each bear paw strike wrapped in lightning and frost, forcing Mogaro to defend with full might.

Spirit Deer trotted on floating ice flowers, its antlers’ spiritual light weaving like threads around companions, enhancing White Xiong’s defense and amplifying Lan’s Spiritual Energy.

Ice Crystal Phoenix spread its wings, pouring down ice-blue feathered arrows like a rainstorm, sealing Mogaro’s escape routes.

The armored beast, moving like an impregnable iron fortress, consistently guarded Spirit Deer’s side, its armor withstanding several of Mogaro’s Qi Blade counterattacks.

The Four Divine Beasts cooperated seamlessly, and Lan’s performance was equally outstanding.

Previously a Tier Seven Spiritualist, after entering the ruins, he awakened dormant powers, and with multiple Divine Artifact blessings, his aura stabilized at Tier Eight, forming a five-on-one suppressive stance alongside the Four Divine Beasts.

Yet even when facing the onslaught of five Tier Eight experts, Mogaro not only remained unflustered but also steadily held the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, a heavy look emerged in Qin Tian’s eyes.

Lan is his friend, and he naturally wants to help Lan deal with the enemy.

Moreover, the characteristics of demons—slaughter and destruction—destined them to be the enemies of all living beings. Even without Lan, he would find a way to resolve them.