I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 483: Chapter 401: Battle Against Tier 7, Miraculous Effect of Reflective Damage

The calm of the battlefield center was abruptly shattered as Qin Tian took the lead, lightning sparks suddenly shining beneath his feet. Pale purple lightning spread like a spider web, accompanied by the crisp sound of “crackling.” His figure instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, crossing tens of meters in the blink of an eye, appearing before the man in white.

The Black Frost Blade in his hand emitted a cold gleam, the blade wrapped in dense Thunder Spiritual Energy. Qin Tian exerted force through his wrist, with the long blade slicing down with a sound of breaking wind, leaving a splendid lightning trace as it cut through the air.

Celestial Punishment Nine Strikes — Thunderbolt Slash!

The man in white’s eyes slightly moved, yet showed no trace of panic. His right hand formed a sword with his fingers, pale green Spiritual Energy gathering at the fingertips, a half-meter-long cyan Sword Qi instantly forming, meeting the Thunder Saber head-on.

“Ding—!”

The piercing clash of metal was deafening. As the Thunder Saber collided with the Sword Qi, pale purple lightning and cyan Spiritual Energy exploded simultaneously, forming a circular shock wave spreading outwards.

Qin Tian’s pupils suddenly contracted—since awakening the blade’s soul, the sharpness of the Black Frost Blade had long surpassed ordinary Spirit Soldiers. Even against Peak Tier Six defenses, it could easily slice through, yet at this moment, it was forcibly blocked by the cyan Sword Qi condensed from the man’s flesh, not advancing an inch!

“Such powerful physical and Spiritual Energy control!” Qin Tian was secretly astonished. The lightning under his feet flashed again, his figure retreating rapidly like a specter, then using the Power of Space, his figure suddenly vanished from sight.

The man in white raised his eyebrows, just about to seek Qin Tian’s trace, when a wave of spatial disturbance suddenly came from behind him.

He turned sharply, only to see Qin Tian’s figure emerging from the void, the Black Frost Blade slicing straight for his neck with lightning speed!

“Heh.” The man in white chuckled lightly, neither dodging nor evading. A layer of cyan light suddenly rose from his back, a cyan Sword Qi emerging out of thin air like it had eyes, pointing directly at Qin Tian’s head.

The sharpness of the Sword Qi made Qin Tian’s scalp tingle. He knew the power within this Sword Qi was enough to severely injure him, unable to meet it head-on. He had to forcibly twist his body, using spatial flicker to teleport again, narrowly avoiding the Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi brushed past Qin Tian’s shoulder, striking the distant celestial barrier with a light “buzz,” causing ripples to spread across its surface, yet leaving it unbroken.

The man in white observed Qin Tian’s reappearing figure, a slight smile tugging at his lips, his tone understanding: “So, it’s Spatial Ability. No wonder you managed to slip past my perception.”

Previously, he had sensed Qin Tian’s aura wasn’t simple, yet hadn’t anticipated such refined mastery of spatial techniques.

Qin Tian’s eyes became increasingly grave, realizing ordinary attacks wouldn’t threaten the man in white.

His eyes suddenly shifted, making no extra movements, but the air around the man in white suddenly rippled with a layer of black—next moment, fierce Soul Devourer flames unexpectedly appeared on the man’s shoulder. The black flames, like living creatures, started to spread along his clothing, yet the man in white’s body abruptly glowed with intense cyan light.

The cyan light, like a flowing shield, instantly enveloped him entirely, and upon contact with the black flames, released a gentle yet highly penetrating wave of Spiritual Energy.

In the blink of an eye, the Soul Devourer flames originally clinging to his shoulder were completely extinguished by the cyan light, leaving not even a spark, as if they had never appeared.

“This…” Qin Tian’s heart sank completely. Soul Devourer flames were one of his ace in the hole techniques, capable of being triggered without close proximity, and once adhered, were difficult to dispel. Even against Peak Tier Six masters, they could achieve miraculous effects, yet now, before the man in white, they were resolved so effortlessly.

He finally understood—the man in white before him was no ordinary Tier Seven Spiritualist. His mastery over defense and Spiritual Energy control likely reached mid-Tier Seven, or even higher, and his Bloodline Ability was certainly out of the ordinary.

The man in white looked at Qin Tian’s somber expression, speaking lightly, “Is this all you have? If that’s the case, you won’t be able to protect Dongfang Mingyue today.”

Before the voice could fade, the man’s cyan Spiritual Energy suddenly surged, countless small Sword Qi forming around him—though these were only finger-length, they bore a menacing sharpness, floating like dense bee stings, glittering with cold cyan light.

“Go.”

The man in white uttered a single word, swiftly waving his hand.

In an instant, thousands upon thousands of small Sword Qi, like a breached river, swept toward Qin Tian, emitting a shrill “buzz” as they sliced through the air, rending it to pieces.

Qin Tian’s face changed dramatically, as lightning and spatial fluctuations simultaneously erupted beneath his feet, his figure like a specter dodging between the river of Sword Qi—sometimes teleporting left, then rapidly retreating back, even using void flickers to momentarily obscure his form. But the Sword Qi seemed to have life, persistently pursuing his trajectory, even predicting his post-flicker positions, several veering past his clothes, leaving deep engravings on the ground.

“Can’t escape it.” The man in white’s lips curled into a cold smile, his fingertips activating Spiritual Energy again, speeding up the river of Sword Qi, compressing Qin Tian’s evasion space to the extreme.

Qin Tian knew that continuing like this would eventually lead to being caught by the Sword Qi.

He took a deep breath, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes, suddenly drawing in his Thunder Spiritual Energy and Power of Space, condensing them into a layer of pale purple Spirit Shield wrapping around him.

Simultaneously, he pushed the power of Sacred Body to its limit, his skin glowing with a radiant golden light—he was ready to face this head-on!