I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 675 - 498: Demon General Exiled, Treasure Vault Opens (Part 3)

Mastery over the void grants an unparalleled advantage, compelling all adversaries to remain perpetually on guard against spatial ambushes.

The Tier Eight Demon General encountered earlier, for instance, faced eternal damnation and the cessation of all hope once enveloped by the abyss.

"I understand. It was precisely this ability that Qin Tian employed to liberate both Taishi Feng and myself from Asaki’s clutches," Zhuge Yu explained, a smile touching his lips as he observed the bewildered faces of Dongfang Qi and the others.

"Asaki, did the Luoho Clan instigate an attack against you?" Dongfang Qi’s eyes sharpened upon hearing this.

"Indeed. Their recent severe oppression of the Luoho Clan has provoked them, and given their temperaments, they seized an opportunity to strike back," Zhuge Yu replied, his demeanor unfaltering.

"I see." Dongfang Qi’s gaze shifted towards the distant battlefield, a palpable aura of hostility saturating the air. He knew the Zhuge Clan stood as the Dongfang Family’s most unwavering ally, and Zhuge Yu, the Zhuge Clan's most brilliant young prodigy, represented a crucial connection. Any harm befalling Zhuge Yu would place the Dongfang Family in an extremely difficult position with the Zhuge Clan. He mentally cataloged this grievance, vowing to assist Zhuge Yu in exacting revenge should the opportunity arise.

Meanwhile, on the periphery of the combat zone, Ji Taiyan slowly lowered his firearm. His gaze, fixed eastward, settled upon the retreating black silhouette engaged in renewed combat, his eyes reflecting a turbulent mix of emotions.

Qin Tian...

Why must you be bound to him?

The engagement remained locked in a tense stalemate.

The demise of the Tier Eight Demon General seemed to extinguish the demonic army's overconfidence, visibly dampening their aggressive fervor. Despite the relentless tide of demons pouring forth from the frigid abyss, the human alliance, having achieved initial synergy, fought with increasing cohesion, gradually tipping the scales of the entire conflict in humanity's favor.

The Holy Blood Inheritors functioned as the vanguard, decimating formidable demons of Tier Seven and above with overwhelming force, while the multitude of Golden level cultivators efficiently dispatched lesser demons. The battle lines consolidated, and the momentum for a counteroffensive began to coalesce.

Just as the anticipation grew for a protracted struggle culminating in the total annihilation of the demonic forces, an unforeseen development occurred!

"Buzz——"

A dazzling beam of azure light erupted from the depths of the icy abyss, piercing the sky. Suspended within this radiant glow, an immense, ancient Gate of Space, forged from ice and pure energy, materialized with a deafening roar.

"It's the entrance to the treasure!" a cry of astonishment reverberated, instantly drawing every eye towards the phenomenon.

Ji Taiyan reacted with swift decisiveness, his command echoing across the battlefield: "Everyone, proceed immediately through the Gate of Space! Holy Blood members, provide cover for the retreat! Qin Tian, remain and assist me in sealing this gate; we cannot allow the demons to pursue us!"

Following the order, the assembled warriors moved with incredible speed. Hundreds of figures surged towards the blue portal like arrows loosed from a bow, transforming into streaks of light under the protection of their fellow Holy Blood members. The evacuation proceeded with remarkable order, with the majority of personnel successfully entering within mere moments.

"You go as well!" Ji Taiyan urged the remaining Holy Blood members who were still fending off the demonic onslaught. A few Holy Blood Inheritors exchanged determined glances before repelling a fierce assault and swiftly retreating, disappearing into the luminous gateway one after another.

In an instant, at the fringes of the tumultuous battlefield, only Qin Tian and Ji Taiyan remained, confronting the ceaseless, ferocious advance of the demonic horde. The colossal Gate of Space behind them pulsed with a soft blue luminescence, serving as both a sanctuary amidst the tempest and the final bastion they were sworn to defend.