I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 656: Chapter 490: Slaying the Holy Blood

The snowstorm lashed icy shards against their faces as Shengongsi Hao Er and his six companions sped along, their black robes and kimonos flapping wildly in the fierce wind.

“Young Master Hao Er, what exactly is the background of that Qin Tian?” the swordsman asked, clutching his katana tightly, his voice full of confusion and puzzlement.

He still couldn’t comprehend how Shengongsi Hao Er, a Seven Stars Tier Seven Holy Blood, could be forced into a panicked retreat by a Tier Six non-Holy Blood, completely overturning his perception.

“I don’t know!” Shengongsi Hao Er gritted his teeth and growled lowly, the semi-awakened state of the Yamata-no-Orochi not yet subsiding, the scarlet vertical pupils on several snake heads still brimming with rage.

The doubt and skepticism hidden in the eyes of those around him were like needles piercing his heart.

A direct lineage of the Shengongsi family, a Seven Stars Tier Seven Holy Blood, being crushed and fleeing from a Tier Six—if this got out, both he and his family would be utterly disgraced.

“Young Master, let’s go ask Young Master Yuzuo for help!” an onmyoji hastily suggested, attempting to remedy the situation. “As long as he intervenes, Qin Tian will undoubtedly perish!”

Upon hearing this, Shengongsi Hao Er turned sharply, his icy gaze causing the onmyoji to stiffen, who then quickly forced a smile and looked down, not daring to speak further.

“Hmph.”

Shengongsi Hao Er snorted coldly.

How could he not know the strength of his cousin, Shengongsi Yuzuo?

He was a powerhouse of Seven Stars Tier Seven, standing at the pinnacle of the entire relic, with only a few having the qualifications to compare with him.

But he was also well aware of their relationship, seemingly harmonious on the surface, but actually vying for superiority in secret.

If Yuzuo found out that he was chased away by a Tier Six non-Holy Blood, the mockery and disdain on that guy’s face would be even more distressing than Qin Tian’s Thunder Saber’s threat.

Just then, a thunderous rumble suddenly sounded beneath them.

“Boom!”

A massive ice wall, dozens of meters high, rose abruptly from the ground, like a natural barrier blocking the way ahead, with sharp ice ridges forming on its surface, emitting a chilling light.

Simultaneously, azure-gold patterns lit up on the ice layer beneath their feet, with dense Array lines rapidly weaving together to form an enormous Eight Trigrams Array sprawling across several miles, the central node swirling with light, emanating an aura that suppressed everything.

“I’ve been waiting for you all for a while now.”

A faint chuckle came from above them, prompting Shengongsi Hao Er and his companions to look up sharply, only to see Qin Tian and three others standing atop the ice wall, their garments fluttering as they looked down like eagles surveying their prey.

“Qin Tian! Zhuge Yu! Are you really going to fight to the death?” Shengongsi Hao Er’s face turned as dark as water.

Zhuge Yu lightly shook his feathered fan, his smile calm: “Who just made a boast about taking our lives? Are you allowed to kill indiscriminately while we can’t fight back? Besides, I just divined—this time, the fish will die, and the net will remain intact.”

His words were like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of Shengongsi’s followers.

The Zhuge family’s divination skills rarely erred; thus, his words were tantamount to declaring their fate, leaving several of them looking increasingly pale, their hands clutching their weapons beginning to tremble slightly.

“Don’t be fooled by his psychological tactics!” Shengongsi Hao Er shouted sternly, trying to steady their morale.

“Psychological tactics?” Zhuge Yu’s lips curled slightly upward, pressing a fingertip against the Array Plate, “Then feel for yourselves the weight of this ’psychological tactic.’”

“Boom!”

The Eight Trigrams Array abruptly erupted with dazzling azure-gold light, the suppression force surging, yet Shengongsi Hao Er’s expression remained unchanged, as Zhuge Yu’s Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array could not yet affect him, a Tier Seven Holy Blood.

However, for the few people beside him, their Spiritual Energy was suppressed by nearly 20% by the Eight Trigrams Array.

What he didn’t know was that this was merely an array Zhuge Yu had hastily controlled; given ample time, its suppression effect would be far more terrifying, sparing not even a Tier Seven Holy Blood.

“Attack!” Taishi Feng shouted angrily, his golden Qi and Blood surging, leaping off the ice wall with the Heaven-piercing Halberd in hand, charging straight at the burly man wreathed in crimson fire.

Huo Yuan’s body moved like lightning, his longsword glinting with a cold light, targeting the swordsman he battled before.

Shengongsi Hao Er’s followers’ expressions shifted slightly, forcing them to brace themselves and meet the attack head-on—the unresolved clash once again commencing in the net-like Array.

Qin Tian whirled in mid-air, his Thunder Saber wrapped in golden electricity cleaving forth, the saber’s light slicing through the void like a meteor, aiming directly at Shengongsi Hao Er’s neck.

Shengongsi Hao Er’s remaining four snakeheads thrashed wildly, two spewing poisonous fire to block, while the other two coiled fiercely around the blade.

Qin Tian’s wrist twisted, the saber momentum suddenly shifting from a chop to a horizontal slash, the golden lightning instantly shattering the poisonous fire, the blade scraping past snake scales, leaving a bone-deep wound on Shengongsi Hao Er’s chest.

Screaming, Shengongsi Hao Er flipped backward, the snake heads taking the opportunity to bite at Qin Tian’s ankle, only to be repelled by the golden Qi and Blood erupting from Qin Tian’s body, causing the scales to crack and bleed.

Qin Tian pressed relentlessly, the Thunder Saber whirling, its blade light weaving into a dense net, forcing Shengongsi Hao Er to rely on his snake body’s flexibility to dodge awkwardly, his back grazed by the saber wind, his black robes tearing to reveal skin covered in snake scales.

Shengongsi Hao Er roared in agony, pouring Spiritual Energy frantically into the snake heads, but every attack was easily deflected by Qin Tian’s Thunder Saber, the 500% all-attributes boost in Overlord Body state making him as unshakable as a war god.

“You’re asking for death!!!”

Shengongsi Hao Er’s eyes turned blood-red, disaster qi exploding violently, grey mist engulfing the entire icefield, staining even the azure-gold light of the Eight Trigrams Array a dreary grey.

Qin Tian withdrew a few steps, a Qi and Blood barrier expanding, warily eyeing the center of the mist.

“Roar——!”

A roar reverberating through heaven and earth echoed from the mist, a colossal shadow gradually emerging, and as the mist dispersed, a Yamata-no-Orochi ominously appeared—eight fierce snake heads arranged at different levels, eight thick tails sweeping the ice layer, its body covered in dark golden hard scales, each head emitting a scarlet vertical pupil, exuding the fierce and violent air of an ancient demon beast.