I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 624 - 477: Ice Element, A Millennium of Past Events, Ice God Race (2)

Upon witnessing this scene, a black gleam flashed in Qin Tian’s eyes while the Spiritual Energy inside him burst forth without warning.

Boom!

In an instant, dozens of leading monsters erupted into black flames.

These monsters froze in place, staring in shock as the black flames raced across their scales, incinerating their forms to dust, all without a single sound of agony, as though pain sensors were absent in their design.

"No gift yet?" Qin Tian gazed at the ashen remains of the monsters, his brows knitting together unconsciously.

Did these resurrected beasts possess no talents to yield as well?

He’d counted on the Talent Light Sphere’s interface feedback to reveal monster secrets, yet that hope now felt naively ambitious.

Thump thump thump~

At that moment, the surviving monsters surged forward as one.

Thick black Energy enveloped them like a veil of dark mist. Their previously shriveled frames swelled faintly from the Energy’s infusion, their gazes turning fiercer, laced with an uncanny sense of order.

Blind rushes ceased; instead, they split into groups, encircling Qin Tian from multiple angles, black Energy gathering at their talons to shape razor-sharp Energy claws.

Qin Tian clutched his Black Frost Blade firmly and struck at the closest monster.

Refraining from Spiritual Energy, he first gauged the foe’s resilience using pure physical might and the Black Frost Blade’s edge.

A sharp "clang" rang out from blade meeting scale, sparks erupting violently.

To Qin Tian’s surprise, the monster’s hide proved incredibly durable. The Black Frost Blade failed to cleave the limb outright, embedding deeply into flesh and lodging against bone.

With a guttural snarl, the monster raked its claws toward Qin Tian’s torso.

Qin Tian sidestepped nimbly, hacking again at the creature’s throat. The blade sank several inches but snagged on tough sinew, denying a killing strike.

Even more shocking, when Qin Tian summoned black flames anew, the monster’s surrounding black Energy wove a shield that repelled the fire, flames licking futilely at the surface without breaching it.

Clearly, this Energy held remarkable qualities.

"Looks like I’ll have to give it my all." Qin Tian mused inwardly, swiftly shifting his Spiritual Energy’s nature, igniting a brilliant purple arc along the Black Frost Blade that distorted nearby air through electric friction.

"Thunderbolt Slash!"

Qin Tian’s low roar echoed as his form blurred into silver lightning, weaving through the monster pack at maximum velocity, trailing mere phantoms, the Black Frost Blade’s keenness amplified by thunder’s might, each swing whistling piercingly through the atmosphere.

"Swish swish swish swish——"

Flashes of electric brilliance streaked as Qin Tian’s silhouette danced amid the beasts, slicing throats one moment and severing joints the next.

The formerly unyielding scales parted effortlessly before thunder and blade combined, as if mere tissue.

In mere breaths, Qin Tian halted abruptly amid the monster throng.

He gradually returned the Black Frost Blade to its sheath, thunderous Power fading from his vicinity.

The instant after, clean gashes appeared across the encircling monsters, followed by a resounding "boom" as they disintegrated into fragmented carcasses strewn across the earth.

Qin Tian sheathed the Black Frost Blade fully, eyes scanning the littered monster remains—victory achieved without issue, yet still no Talent Light Sphere emerged, deepening his bewilderment.

Qin Tian scanned the battlefield anew, then lifted his hand, unleashing an unseen pull from his palm.

Swish swish swish~

Pigeon egg-sized ice blue orbs drifted upward from the soil like roused celestial bodies, aligning precisely before him, exceeding twenty in count.

"What is this?" Qin Tian murmured in curiosity, extending a hand to seize one ice blue orb.

His finger brushed the surface, sensing vast Energy within alongside a subtle data thread, as if intentionally imprisoned there.

Without pause, suction flowed from his palm.

Immediately, the orb’s Energy flooded his body like a bursting levee, racing through meridians to blend seamlessly with his Spiritual Energy.

With ongoing influx, a locked memory crashed into Qin Tian’s thoughts like surging waves, dragging his awareness from the present into an epoch millennia past.

...

"The monsters are coming."

A voice resounded in his ear while Qin Tian's viewpoint merged with a man's; he "glanced down" at his hands, skin glowing with a subtle ice-blue luster, clasping a frosty ice blade where delicate ice crystals sparkled.

Beside him towered a tall, slender youth with neatly combed short light-blue hair, gripping an ice spear firmly.

Gazing forward, behind them arrayed tens of thousands of warriors in ice armor etched with snowflake designs, gleaming with frigid light beneath the sun.

They formed a solid phalanx, ice weapons rising like a dense forest, the air thick and oppressive, every face etched with unyielding resolve.

"They’re finally here!"

In stark contrast to the others' grim demeanor, the youth's eyes blazed with thrill, his voice casual like chatting about a hunt, "This time, I’m going to kill twenty of them, and show those old guys in the tribe who say I’m ’impulsive and inept’ that I’m not just a gun-wielding kid!"

Right then, "Qin Tian" clapped Vilaya on the shoulder, his tone laced with a faint hoarseness: "Vilaya, when the battle starts, I will fight with all my might to kill those monsters. If I sacrifice myself, you must take my Ice Element and leave—it holds my strength, and I hope it will pass on to future generations, continuing to protect our family, safeguarding the legacy of the Ice God Race."

"Captain! How can you say such things!" Vilaya’s relaxed look shattered, eager to object, but "Qin Tian" silenced him with a raised hand.

"No more words, they’re here."

"Qin Tian’s" voice sharpened to deadly seriousness, eyes riveted on the remote horizon.

The ground quaked fiercely, as though a colossal beast thundered below the surface.

Dark shapes materialized in the sky, hurtling nearer—it was the monstrous horde!

Far mightier than beasts from millennia ahead, these radiated solid black Energy, some towering like hills, others streaking like lightning, several pulsing with seventh-tier auras!

"Kill!"

A shout rang out as tens of thousands of Ice God Race warriors surged forth, ice blades and spears whistling through the air with biting chill, crashing into the monster swarm.

Monsters unleashed shrill howls, charging headlong to collide.

Clash ignited in an orgy of gore—a Ice God Race fighter impaled a monster's chest, only for another's claws to shred his throat; some grappled beast limbs, bodies shielding allies for lethal strikes; the mortally wounded erupted their Ice Energy, dragging foes to oblivion.

Though humans outnumbered monsters seven or eightfold, the fray burned with ferocity.

Beasts ignored agony, hides tough as iron, pressing assaults despite lost limbs, usually demanding three or four warriors' lives per kill.

Qin Tian "sensed" this carnage up close—his blade sheared a monster's arm, but fangs clamped his shoulder, black Energy searing the gash, icy torment racing through his veins.

Comrades toppled around him, Vilaya bellowed nearby, battle fervor and torment twisting in his soul, yet he held firm.

Spiritual Energy spent, hemmed by three Tier Six monsters, an odd serenity settled over him.

Channeling his final might, he forged Ice Energy and soul shards into an ice-blue orb, flinging the Ice Element to Vilaya, whispering in his mind, "Heir, whoever you are, carry on with my strength and keep fighting!"

"Ice God Race, eternally indestructible!"

Sla

Monsters rent his body asunder, consciousness plunging into blackness.

Whoosh~

Snapping awake, Qin Tian returned to awareness, the Ice Element fully fused into him, Spiritual Energy surging ahead—sparing dozens of cultivation days—with over twenty more Ice Elements left.

Qin Tian stowed the remaining Ice Elements; the moment for absorption hadn't arrived. He peered afar, now grasping Lan’s true roots.

From a primordial lineage enduring millennia—the Ice God Race!