I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 627 - 479: Crushing, Troublesome, Revival

Fierce gales hurled feather-light snowflakes around the frozen peaks, their piercing whistles twirling wildly, each flake cutting like an icy dagger that bit harshly into flesh.

Qin Tian and Karen faced each other from twenty meters away, locked in a tense standoff.

A frigid shadowy aura cloaked the former, golden demonic markings surfacing on his cheeks. He gripped the Black Frost Blade at a slant, its edge mirroring the raging blizzard while radiating lethal killing intent.

The latter clutched a crimson Magic Staff, dark red blood glow leaking from its carved patterns, staining nearby snow with a pale crimson tint. Blood's heavy stench saturated the atmosphere, turning every inhale sharply biting.

Their auras collided overhead, an unseen power shoving aside the drifting snow to form a void-like area.

The gale halted briefly, snowflakes frozen in suspension, the strain so intense it seemed ready to erupt at any instant.

Karen shattered the impasse first, seizing the Magic Staff in both fists, madly infusing Spiritual Energy into the blood-red gem at its peak, a dark crimson glow immediately shrouding his body.

Blood Spine Prison!

Boom——

The permafrost spanning a hundred meters around Karen abruptly shattered, erupting with scalding blood vapor. Dozens of barrel-thick dark red blood spines rocketed upward, tips honed sharp as Zhama Sabers, slick with sticky blood toxin, coiling toward Qin Tian like a viper horde.

Instantly, the blood spines intertwined into a sealed blood cage, confining Qin Tian at its core, toxin dripping from the spines to etch black craters into the earth.

Qin Tian's gaze stayed steady, Spiritual Energy erupting from his feet. His silhouette flickered spectrally backward five meters, as the Black Frost Blade whipped free, its edge sheathed in black fire.

Confronting the advancing blood spines, he unleashed a blade strike.

Black flame-wrapped sword gleam carved the sky like a crescent moon. The lead blood spine split cleanly, the severed part hissing while it etched the permafrost on impact.

The surviving blood spines surged forward relentlessly, but Qin Tian stayed unflinching, his Swordsmanship striking like lightning bolts. Every cut accurately severed the blood spines' joints, stacking a pile of crimson ruins before him in seconds.

"Indeed, you have some skills!" Karen's face twisted darkly, slamming his Magic Staff down hard against the ground.

Endless Blood River!

From under the fractured earth, a churning dark red "torrent" burst out.

This blood river, forged from dense blood essence, flowed thick as molten metal, belching sizzling black fumes from its surface. Snow vanished into white vapor wherever it rolled, while the permafrost scarred with half-meter gouges.

The blood river raced across the terrain toward Qin Tian, faint tortured cries seeping from its depths, as if endless souls writhed in agony inside.

Qin Tian vaulted airborne, dodging the blood river's direct rush, but it morphed mid-leap into a crimson tidal wave, crashing up at Qin Tian overhead!

Qin Tian's face showed no change, the Black Frost Blade sweeping sideways, black flames raging along the sword ray. On impact with the blood-red column, it burst into black fire, crackling into wisps of dark smoke that melted into the tempest.

With both techniques countered, a vicious spark lit Karen's eyes, as he poured every ounce of Spiritual Energy forth. The staff's blood-red crystal exploded in blinding crimson radiance.

High Tier Blood Spell — Blood Spirit Thousand Tides!

From within the red light, myriad chilling shrieks resounded, hundreds of blood spirits born of blood power slithering out from the blood river debris.

These blood spirits wielded razor claws and fangs, enveloped in unbreakable thick blood fog, each boasting Tier Six might, massing densely around Karen before swarming Qin Tian like a plague of locusts.

The air twisted and eroded wherever the blood spirits flew, Spiritual Energy ripples turning erratic and wild.

Qin Tian drew a deep breath, the Black Frost Blade spinning a whirlwind of sword petals, black flames unfurling along the sword light to weave a whirling blaze shield.

The charging blood spirits, touching the flame barrier, contorted and charred instantly, their horrific wails echoing in waves. In just moments, the hundreds dissolved entirely, leaving only a subtle burnt scent lingering.

At this instant, Qin Tian steadily lowered the Black Frost Blade, gazing calmly at Karen.

Following a series of clashes, he'd gotten a solid read on Karen's power level—a Tier Six Eight-Star Vampire, unchallenged ruler among Tier Six foes, but tough luck for him, he'd crossed paths with this total freak.

No Tier Six combatant, Tier Seven aside and bloodline irrelevant, could stand against him.

"Now, it's my turn."

Qin Tian's form vanished from sight before the words fully landed.

Night Emperor bloodline unleashed to its max, velocity shattering the limits of sight, trailing just a vague black shadow.

Before Karen could respond, Qin Tian materialized at his left flank, Black Frost Blade thrusting directly at the throat—the cutting gust radiated a frigid chill that sent shivers racing across Karen's skin!

Karen quickly channeled blood energy, conjuring a half-meter-thick blood crystal barrier right in front.

"Clang!"

Black Frost Blade crashed into the barrier, splintering the blood crystal shield with spiderweb fissures on impact.

Karen beat a hasty retreat, yet Qin Tian clung like an inescapable specter, blade gleams hammering his weak points nonstop—throat, torso, Magic Staff, wing bases—every blow at an odd angle, force irresistible.

Karen fended off attacks with mere scraps of defense from the blood crystal shield and Magic Staff; his robe shredded under the blade winds soon enough, a thin slash marked his cheek, and the staff's blood-red crystal dimmed a touch.

"Damn it!"

Karen bellowed, instantly extending enormous black wings from his back, each beat churning thick blood fog—the iconic "Blood Demon Wings" of the Vladimir Clan!

Wings spread wide, his pace exploded several-fold in an instant, figure turning indistinct as he gained ten meters of separation, aiming to exploit speed superiority for ranged blood magic, pulling off a textbook kiting play.