I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 699 - 509: Terrifying Heavenly Tribulation; The “Strongman Lock” Returns (Part 2)

Thankfully, his physical body was unparalleled in strength, further enhanced by the supreme recovery of the [Immortal Sacred Body].

His muscles rapidly reformed as they tore, pale golden vitality erupted from the cracks in his bones, destruction and restoration reaching a bizarre balance within him.

Moreover, the pure thunder energy filtered by the [Thunder Ancestor] talent seeped through his meridians into every inch of his flesh, making his body increasingly resilient and formidable amidst the pain, with even the blood vessels under his skin radiating a faint purple-gold luster.

On the edge of the ice valley, Shengongsi Yuzuo watched in person as Shengongsi Xin Fu was "overwhelmed by a strong man," now feebly struck by lightning. His tightly clenched fist suddenly loosened, and a chill surged through his heart.

The thought of launching a sneak attack, which he had just considered, was crushed into powder.

He no longer cared for the life or death of his companion, and without daring to look back, he turned and fled desperately out of the ice valley.

In his view, Qin Tian was on a path of certain death—without external protection, merely resisting the tribulations with his own strength, even if he survived the Celestial Thunder Tribulation, the following Body Burning Tribulation would inevitably reduce him to ashes.

Since that’s the case, why bother entangling with a dying man?

Escaping now was the only way to avoid disaster.

Watching Shengongsi Yuzuo’s panicked retreat, the corners of Qin Tian’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

He slowly released the lifeless Shengongsi Xin Fu, letting the charred corpse slump to the ground, silently sneering in his heart:

Can you really escape?

Huff

Huff—

Shengongsi Yuzuo flapped his spiritual energy wings with all his might, cutting through the ice mountain peaks like a gray shadow, frantically shuttling through the dark ice abyss.

The biting cold wind sliced his face like a knife, yet he remained oblivious.

Every few breaths, he would abruptly glance back, only to see blood-red lightning bolts crashing down from the horizon not far behind him, precisely tracing his flight path as if they had eyes, relentlessly pursuing him.

"Damn it! Why hasn’t the Celestial Thunder Tribulation ended yet?"

Shengongsi Yuzuo gritted his teeth.

At this moment, his mind held only one word—run!

As long as he held out until Qin Tian’s Celestial Thunder Tribulation ended, even if that brat survived, he’d be peeled of a layer of skin, and then it’d be the time for his demise!

In the shadow of an ice mountain corner, a strong figure lay silently in wait.

Gu Pingzhi leaned against the ice wall, his battle sword stabbed diagonally into the snow. The cloth strip on the sword’s hilt swayed gently in the icy wind. He was originally searching for secret treasures in the ice abyss, but was captivated by the panicking figure fleeing ahead.

"That’s... Shengongsi Yuzuo?"

Gu Pingzhi’s eyes widened sharply, his breath halting for half a second.

Though he didn’t recognize all the geniuses entering the ruins, he was deeply familiar with the core members of the major Holy Blood Clans—especially Shengongsi Yuzuo, the foremost figure of the Shengongsi Family, his sinister face and Tier Seven Seven Stars aura were unmistakable.

But he truly couldn’t understand what kind of peril could make such a Holy Blood powerhouse escape in such a disgraceful manner, disregarding even an ounce of dignity.

Instinctively, Gu Pingzhi raised his head towards the sky, where the clouds above the ice abyss were pitch-black like ink, with blood-colored lightning faintly surging within them, and an overpowering pressure drifting with the wind.

Could this be related to the strange thunderclouds?

No sooner had this thought emerged than Gu Pingzhi’s pupils constricted into pinpoints.

Within the ice abyss, a figure appeared without warning. A young man with a stern face, surrounded by crackling blood-colored lightning, striding like a battle god upon thunder.

Even more terrifying, with each step he took, the thunderclouds above seemed magnetically drawn, synchronously moving, with blood lightning precisely striking his body yet causing him no harm, instead seeming to guide him.

"It’s him!" Gu Pingzhi’s heart thumped with recognition.

Of course, he recognized this man—before entering this treasure trove, it was this Qin Tian who single-handedly stirred up the confrontation among the major Holy Blood Clans.

The tense and exciting scene was etched into his memory.

Qin Tian... thunderclouds... blood lightning chasing Shengongsi Yuzuo...

As fragments of the scene pieced together in his mind, Gu Pingzhi’s mouth gaped wider and wider, a terrifying yet ridiculous thought exploded like thunder: "Could this be the Celestial Human Three Tribulations?"

He had seen many endure the Celestial Thunder Tribulation, always in secluded places, meditating cross-legged, using family secret treasures, guardian elders, and all sorts of elixirs to protect themselves.

Never had he heard of anyone daring to run wildly during a tribulation, even using it as a "hunting dog" to strike at an enemy!

Gu Pingzhi suddenly recalled Shengongsi Yuzuo’s frantic escape, combining it with Qin Tian who was leading the tribulation to hunt. His eyes widened to the extreme, and his throat went dry: "Surely not... is he trying to... use the tribulation to kill?"

Such a thing could only be done by a madman!

Gu Pingzhi swallowed hard, reason telling him he should immediately distance himself from this chaotic place, yet his feet seemed nailed to the spot, involuntarily stepping forward, stealthily following—he was desperately curious to see how this cognition-defying "tribulation hunt" would conclude.

Boom boom boom!

Blood-colored lightning bolts crashed down like a dense rain of arrows, blasting deep charred pits into the ice abyss, and the thunderclouds seemed thoroughly enraged, swirling ever more violently, with an unyielding resolve to incinerate the "blasphemer" below to ashes.

But for Qin Tian, it was a golden opportunity—not a single lightning strike fell amiss, each was accurately guided by the [Thunder Ancestor] talent, converted into pure body-tempering energy, diffusing through his meridians into every limb and bone. The longer the Celestial Thunder Tribulation dragged on, the more robust his body and spiritual energy became.

"Close now."

A sharp gleam flashed in Qin Tian’s eyes, his spiritual energy perception clearly capturing the presence ahead.

Amidst the thunder punishment, the surrounding space became quite stable; he couldn’t teleport, but fortunately, he had plenty of speed enhancement techniques.

The next second, the void behind him rippled, a pair of pitch-black Night Demon Wings unfurled suddenly, adorned with dark golden lightning streaks. A slight tremor brought forth a howling gale, and Qin Tian’s flight speed soared several times over in an instant.

Then, he used a long-unused talent—[Charging Rally]

This talent required building up spiritual energy to its limit, producing an attack with over tenfold damage upon charging.

But given the short distance between him and Shengongsi Yuzuo, the time for charging was limited, resulting in insufficient damage burst. However, that was never his primary objective—his actual aim lay in the 100% speed boost occurring at the activation moment of the talent.

Swish!

Purple-gold lightning exploded on the Night Demon Wings, Qin Tian’s figure shot forth like a lightning arrow breaking the sound barrier, instantly tearing through the ice wind.

Within just two breaths, he crossed the ice mountain corner ahead, clearly seeing the gray figure scurrying frantically through the ice abyss.

"He’s catching up!"

Shengongsi Yuzuo sensed the searing thunder aura behind him, his heart clenched as if gripped by a giant hand, his expression terrified.

How could his speed be so fast!

"Now, it’s your turn."

The cold voice echoed through the ice abyss, sending Shengongsi Yuzuo’s hair standing on end, his soul quaking with terror, as if an imminent calamity awaited the next moment.

Before he could turn and defend, a cataclysmic force suddenly struck his back—like colliding head-on with a diving high-speed fighter jet, pain instantaneously inundated his entire body.

Right after, a pair of iron arms crackling with purple lightning wrapped tightly around his waist and abdomen, abruptly exerting force.

"Not good!"

Shengongsi Yuzuo’s pupils constricted sharply, this familiar "locking maneuver" instantly recalling the dreadful scene of Shengongsi Xin Fu being scorched by lightning earlier.

He crazily tried activating calamitous spiritual energy to shake off Qin Tian behind him, but Qin Tian’s arms seemed welded to him, unmoving.

"Too late." Qin Tian’s voice sounded by his ear, reverberating with lightning’s vibration.

No sooner had the words fallen than a furious roar erupted from the thunderclouds above, with hundreds of blood-red lightning pillars as thick as barrels intertwining like giant dragons, forming a thunder punishment beam spanning heaven and earth, crashing down heavily.

Endless lightning engulfed the two!