I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 632: Chapter 480: Thunder Saber Slays the Enemy, Ice God Treasure Vault (Part 3)

Immediately, the Celestial Punishment Mark on the left shoulder exploded with a roar, blinding purple lightning surged out from the mark, seeping into the monster’s body through the cracks in the scales. With a “sizzling” sound, black smoke billowed from the monster’s left shoulder, and black blood mixed with the smell of char burnt out from the cracks.

“Roar——!”

The monster let out a piercing howl and staggered back two steps.

Just as Qin Tian was about to press his advantage, black smoke began to surge from the monster’s wound, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi converged on the monster like a tide, drilling into its body through the gaps in its scales.

The originally cracked scales rapidly closed, and the scorched wound on its shoulder healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the cover of black aura!

“It can still absorb spiritual qi to self-heal?” Qin Tian’s eyes narrowed. This monster’s survival ability was much more troublesome than he had imagined.

However, at this moment, the ice monument above the monster’s head suddenly emitted a strong blue light.

Previously, it was merely a faint chill, but now it erupted like an ice spring. The dense chill spread along the monster’s beastly head, instantly enveloping its body. The wound that was healing suddenly froze with the chill, turning the black blood at the wound site into ice crystals.

More astonishingly, the ice-blue sealing pattern on the monster deepened abruptly, tightening around its limbs like chains, causing its movements to halt, and even the speed of absorbing spiritual qi slowed considerably.

Qin Tian’s eyes brightened as he seized this rare opportunity.

He flapped the Demon King’s Wings, transforming into a streak of purple lightning as he rushed towards the monster, the Black Frost Blade carrying the sound of breaking wind, slashing straight at the crack in the monster’s chest – the very spot where the Celestial Punishment Mark had exploded, making the scales most fragile.

“Pfftch!”

This time, the blade penetrated the monster’s chest without obstruction, and purple lightning poured crazily into it, wreaking havoc inside the monster.

The monster attempted to swipe back with its claws, but its limbs were stiffened by the chill, slowing its movements by half a beat. Qin Tian had already withdrawn the blade and retreated, turning for another slash at the monster’s right knee, breaking the scales upon impact, and black blood gushed out.

In the following exchanges, the ice monument became Qin Tian’s most powerful ally.

Every time the monster attempted a fierce attack, the ice monument would release chill, causing its movements to noticeably delay: It tried to pounce, but its hind legs were glued by the chill, allowing Qin Tian to seize the chance and slash at its tail vertebra, instantly cutting off a section of the bony tail; it tried to spew black mist again, but its throat tensed up from the chill, the black mist only spewed halfway before dissipating, allowing Qin Tian to circle behind it, the blade striking its nape, cracking the scales, and purple lightning burning its spine.

In just a few breaths, Qin Tian had slashed over twenty times on the monster, black blood flowed from the wounds, pooling beneath its feet into a black pond, and even the beastly head bore several deep visible-bone scars, the left eye was burned by purple lightning, leaving only a black eye socket flickering wildly.

The monster finally realized that continuing to fight would only result in being worn down to death— the suppression from the ice monument was growing stronger, its self-healing speed couldn’t keep up with the injury speed, and the opponent’s blade was faster and more relentless.

It let out an unwilling howl, suddenly turned around, disregarding Qin Tian’s blade slashing its back, using every ounce of strength to flee into the distance.

“Trying to run?”

Qin Tian’s gaze turned cold. The Demon King’s Wings behind him flapped fiercely, the speed instantly reaching the utmost, as he chased like a streak of purple lightning, the purple lightning on the Black Frost Blade surged again.

“Just in time to test my golden grade sword technique!”

Rumble

The purple lightning around Qin Tian surged suddenly, no longer scattered arcs, but gathered into a purple lightning column several meters thick, enveloping him entirely.

The golden demon pattern on the Demon King’s Wings lit up, intertwining with the purple lightning, forming a sky full of lightning patterns, even the wind and snow in the sky were forced back by this might, revealing a swath of gloomy dark clouds.

Thunder Tribulation Reincarnation Saber Fourth Style — Reincarnation Hell Slash!

Qin Tian grasped the Black Frost Blade tightly, the blade bursting with dazzling purple light, the purple lightning converging around the blade into a vivid and lifelike thunder dragon illusion.

The thunder dragon opened its enormous mouth, letting out an earth-shattering roar, purple lightning around it wound like chains, tearing a black spatial rift in the surrounding air.

“Slash!”

Qin Tian swung the blade down, the thunder dragon illusion engulfed by the blade’s light, like thunder descending from the heavens, chopping towards the monster.

While swinging the blade, he also activated his talent — Celestial Destiny Critical Strike.

A 400% critical hit triggered, the might of this strike far surpassed all previous attacks — the ground was plowed by purple lightning into a trench dozens of meters deep, permafrost, ice shards, and black blood were all swept up, forming a purple storm.

The monster wanted to dodge, but the chill from the ice monument had frozen its limbs stiff, forcing it to watch helplessly as the thunder dragon descended.

“Boom——!”

The thunder dragon collided fiercely with the monster, purple lightning instantly engulfing its body.

Only a shrill scream was heard, the monster’s beast head was directly split open by the blade’s light, and its body was cleaved into two halves from top to bottom, black entrails and blood mixed with purple lightning splattered everywhere, even the black aura on it was utterly devoured by the thunder dragon.

What’s more terrifying is, the momentum of the blade’s light didn’t diminish, slicing onto the distant ice rock, the hard ice rock was instantly pulverized, with the purple lightning spreading across the ground, roasting the surrounding permafrost for hundreds of meters to emit smoke.

But Qin Tian knew that this wasn’t enough.

A Tier Seven monster’s life force far exceeded imagination, even if its body was cleaved into two halves, it might recover still.

He raised the Battle Sword, his surrounding lightning column surged skywards, connecting with the dark clouds above.

In an instant, countless purple lightning arcs chopped down from the dark clouds, converging above Qin Tian’s head like Celestial Punishment, forming a giant thunder ball, which constantly emitted crackling sounds, as if harboring a thunder god about to awaken.

Thunder Tribulation Reincarnation Saber Fifth Style — Ten Thousand Thunders Fall Silent!

Qin Tian swung the blade fiercely downward, the thunder ball above burst with a roar, transforming into countless barrel-thick purple thunders, pouring onto the monster’s remains like a storm.

Every purple thunder falling onto the remains triggered a violent explosion.

Black flesh and blood were blasted, scales melted in the purple lightning, the ground was exploded by the purple thunder into a giant pit with a hundred-meter diameter, black smoke rising from the pit bottom, with purple arcs constantly skipping inside.

As the last purple thunder dissipated, the monster’s remains had been completely reduced to a pile of charred ashes, not even a wisp of black aura remained.

Qin Tian sheathed his sword and stood, the Demon King’s Wings behind him slowly retracting, the purple lightning around him gradually faded, leaving only the golden demon pattern on his face slightly flickering.

He looked at the ashes at the pit bottom and the solitary but undamaged ice monument, taking a gentle breath.

This high-segment Tier Seven monster had finally been slain by him.

He could feel that the monster’s strength wasn’t just this.

But perhaps due to thousands of years of seal left its strength greatly diminished, and coupled with the seal of the ice monument, ultimately the monster died under his Thunder Saber.

Qin Tian gestured, and the ice monument lying quietly on the ground flew up, being gripped by him with one hand.

At the moment of grasping, a stream of information flowed out from the ice monument, flooding into his mind.

While Qin Tian silently absorbed this information, in the distance, Karen tightly watched Qin Tian, his face showing a conflicted expression.

Should he intervene or not?

Qin Tian and the monster’s battle was extremely intense, and he believed Qin Tian must have consumed a great deal.

However, he couldn’t determine exactly how much physical strength Qin Tian had left?

If he wasn’t exhausted, judging by the strength Qin Tian had just displayed, rashly intervening would only repeat past mistakes, potentially getting beaten even more harshly.

“Forget it, I concede this time.” Karen shook his head. As the longest lived race among the Holy Blood, he had been instilled with the principle of survival first since childhood; not fighting over temporary matters, living to the end was the true victor.

He took a deep look at Qin Tian, restrained his aura, and quietly retreated.

Just then, Qin Tian slowly opened his eyes, watching Karen leave in the distance, and muttered:

“Good for you.”

If it weren’t for the information from the ice monument, he really wouldn’t have let Karen go so easily.

But now, he had more urgent matters to attend to.

And that was the most important thing in this relic — the Ice God Treasure Vault.