I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 645 - 485: The Sealed Gate, Entering the Treasure Vault

In the frigid void of space, the blazing red flames raged on relentlessly, their intense heat waves warping the atmosphere while the once-solid ice turned into a bubbling, vaporous pool.

Flames lapped at the lingering ice fragments with hissing noises, scattering sparks everywhere, determined to incinerate this ancient frozen realm entirely, refusing to die down.

Qin Tian eyed the fresh orange Talent Light Sphere that appeared in his system—[Qilin Profound Ice Body].

A rich orange hue marked this Golden Level talent, perfectly suited for body fusion.

Yet fusing top-tier talents like this triggered massive energy surges from the body. With Zhuge Yu and his companions nearby at the moment, it was obviously unwise to proceed right then.

"Blaze, you’ve worked hard."

Qin Tian shifted his gaze to the small Flame Demon hovering over the Heaven-Burning Purgatory's barrel, a easygoing grin spreading across his features.

Before, firing the Heaven-Burning Purgatory once consumed at least seventy percent of his Spiritual Energy, forcing him to draw on Jie La’s support if not at full strength.

Now, after advancing to Tier Six, Six Stars, his Spiritual Energy reserves vastly outstripped his former limits; unleashing this famed piece among the Ten Great Guns felt effortless, no longer taxing him to the brink.

Naturally, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory's might scaled with the Spiritual Energy poured into it. Maxing it out still demanded every last drop, though he avoided such extremes unless pushed to the wall.

"Hardly hard work, just a bit of fun," the little demon replied, arms folded in casual dismissal.

Deep down, though, uncontainable thrill and delight surged in his core.

Back then, a single shot couldn't obliterate such a mighty beast, and even multiple barrages might barely wound it gravely.

Yet today, bolstered by Qin Tian’s ongoing [Divine Weapon Emperor] empowerment, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory's capabilities had soared, his Spiritual Body toughened immensely, allowing him to shatter high-stage Tier Seven foes with ease.

He sensed plainly how the cannon's peak power had surged to a new realm, breaking past Tier Seven confines and edging toward Tier Eight.

Moreover, a truly wondrous shift unfolded in silence.

His Spiritual Body now felt nearly solid to the touch.

In the past, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory served as the container trapping his Soul Body, the anchor for his survival, but lately he perceived their bond flipping.

No longer just a dependent tool soul needing the vessel and Master's energy to function, he now harmonized profoundly with the Heaven-Burning Purgatory, the gun morphing into an extension of himself, opening paths to independent movement beyond anyone's command.

Freedom.

For millennia, those two syllables remained a forbidden dream.

Master after master had claimed him, his Soul Body chained to the weapon, eternally linked to their wills without a taste of liberty.

Those owners dreaded his strength or prized his uniqueness yet saw him only as a potent instrument, never a being unto itself.

But under the persistent infusion of [Divine Weapon Emperor] essence, the light of freedom finally glimmered on his horizon.

That faint glow burned steadfast, akin to the blaze from the Heaven-Burning Purgatory's muzzle, searing through eons of chains to light a destiny once unimaginable.

Perhaps someday soon, he might shatter the "tool soul" restraints entirely, claiming the Heaven-Burning Purgatory as his own form, reborn as a sovereign entity master of his fate.

"Heh, still pretending with me," Qin Tian chuckled at the little demon's smug pose.

Spotting Zhuge Yu and the group drawing near, the little demon fell silent and dissolved into a light streak, merging back into the Heaven-Burning Purgatory.

Just then, Zhuge Yu and his allies hurried up, their garments marred by lingering frost and fire-blackened patches.

Taishi Feng fixed his eyes on the cannon gripped by Qin Tian and blurted out, "Qin Tian, is this hand cannon one of the Ten Great Guns, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory?"

During military academy lessons, he'd studied illustrations of the Ten Great Guns, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory's fearsome blueprint etching itself in his memory.

The raw devastation unleashed moments ago dwarfed anything from those textbooks.

Qin Tian nodded steadily, "That’s right, it’s the Heaven-Burning Purgatory."

With his present power, concealing the Heaven-Burning Purgatory was no longer required as it once was.

Additionally, while the Ten Great Guns held great fame, they failed to entice Spiritualists beyond Tier Seven.

Particularly for Spiritualists possessing potent bloodlines, the Ten Great Guns appeared quite superfluous.

"It really is one of the Ten Great Guns!" Surprise filled Taishi Feng’s eyes uncontrollably, "I studied it in my military lessons earlier, yet I never dreamed its might could hit such heights, felling a high-stage Tier Seven Spirit Beast in a single blast!"

Huo Yuansheng next to him shared the astonishment; that crimson fire column soaring skyward moments ago still stunned him.

Zhuge Yu narrowed his eyes, gently stroking his chin. From his knowledge of the Ten Great Guns, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory boasted tremendous burst power, yet it fell short of "one-shotting high-stage Tier Seven."

Clearly, the true factor was Qin Tian.

Qin Tian had either refined the weapon beyond what past wielders achieved, or his innate talent boosted its might dramatically; nothing less could explain such a feat.

Smiling, Qin Tian remarked, "The Heaven-Burning Purgatory has stayed hidden from view far too long, leaving public knowledge of it quite shallow. That said, without you all pinning down the foes, no cannon—however mighty—could have struck true."