I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 702 - 511: Slay, Heart Demon Tribulation

Swish—

Within the frigid abyss, Shengongsi Yuzuo’s form streaked with haste. His wings, once vibrant with spiritual energy, now faltered, his body still bleeding from the recent lightning tribulation.

A searing heat pursued him relentlessly, fueling his desperate flight as pain forced him to grit his teeth, cold sweat beading on his brow.

Close behind, a figure wreathed in the golden-red flames of the Body Burning Tribulation gave chase.

Every stride Qin Tian took melted the ice beneath his feet, creating steaming mist that dissipated upon contact with the tribulation flames.

The dancing golden-red flames seemed alive, accentuating the sharp, almost divine coldness in Qin Tian's gaze as he wielded his punishing fire.

"Dammit!" Shengongsi Yuzuo felt the intense heat drawing nearer, his heart hammering against his ribs.

He risked a glance back at the sea of flames engulfing Qin Tian, capable of even scorching the air itself. His voice, laced with unprecedented terror, pleaded,

"Qin Tian! Let me go this time! I swear on the Shengongsi Clan's honor, I'll never bother you again. We can even become allies and share the treasures within this ruin!"

"Allies?"

A chilling voice, like ice piercing bone, replied from behind, "Do you truly believe that's possible?"

Qin Tian’s relentless advance did not falter, his eyes filled with utter contempt.

Among the Nine Great Holy Blood Clans, some were reputable, such as the Dongfang Clan, the Leng Family, and the Chen Family. However, others bore darker reputations.

Examples included the cruel Luoho Clan, the parasitic Vladimir Clan, and the deceitful Shengongsi Clan.

He had long been aware of the Shengongsi Clan's notorious reputation.

During the expansion of the Amaterasu Star Realm, the Shengongsi Clan frequently manipulated local conflicts on newly discovered planets, promising substantial rewards to favored factions. However, once rivals were eliminated, they would invariably betray and destroy their supposed allies.

In the marketplace, they were known to extort rare artifacts from lesser families, only to later eradicate them entirely.

Incidents of this nature were far too numerous to count.

The Royal Court universally viewed the Shengongsi Clan as the embodiment of duplicity and betrayal.

As one esteemed expert remarked, individuals of the Shengongsi lineage were paradoxical beings: appreciative of beauty yet pugnacious, mild yet fierce, steadfast yet capricious, compliant yet rebellious.

Consequently, Qin Tian held no belief in Shengongsi Yuzuo’s desperate promises.

Furthermore, bearing the mark of the Dongfang Clan, he was already a political opponent of the Shengongsi Clan, rendering any friendship utterly impossible.

Shengongsi Yuzuo's demise was inevitable today.

"Qin Tian!" Realizing his pleas were in vain, Shengongsi Yuzuo’s voice rose, tinged with the rage of desperation. "Do you truly intend to annihilate me? If you kill me, my clan will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

Qin Tian completely disregarded the threat, subtly marking Shengongsi Yuzuo with a Hunting Mark before accelerating his already formidable speed.

Shengongsi Yuzuo felt the intense heat searing his back, the smell of his hair charring reaching his nostrils. He opened his mouth to speak, but Qin Tian was already upon him, a hand gripping his shoulder.

"Boom!"

Qin Tian’s Body Burning Tribulation flames erupted instantaneously, fiercely transferring to Shengongsi Yuzuo through his palm.

The golden-red inferno consumed Shengongsi Yuzuo’s exterior, its searing touch not only burning his flesh but sending countless minuscule flames burrowing into his meridians, directly assaulting his Sea of Souls.

"Ah—!!"

A soul-shattering scream tore through the ice abyss as Shengongsi Yuzuo’s body convulsed uncontrollally.

Already weakened by the lightning tribulation, his body and soul were in a critical state, utterly defenseless against the relentless flames.

His flesh turned to charred ruin, a gruesome spectacle of blood and exposed bone, while his soul was shredded as if by countless invisible blades.

Qin Tian’s grip tightened on Shengongsi Yuzuo’s shoulder. He had to exert eighty percent of his strength just to contain the raging tribulation flames within himself, lest they backlash upon him; otherwise, he would have instantly crushed Shengongsi Yuzuo's skull.

However, this agonizing, drawn-out demise, akin to descending into hell, brought him greater satisfaction than a swift end.

"Qin Tian... I was wrong... please... spare me..." Shengongsi Yuzuo's voice, choked with agony and trembling, revealed the pathetic state of the once-proud Tier Seven Holy Blood prodigy, now reduced to a groveling supplicant.

Qin Tian’s lips twisted into a cold sneer as he increased the pressure, slamming Shengongsi Yuzuo’s writhing form down onto the ice mountain below.

Sizzle

Shengongsi Yuzuo's skin rapidly melted under the searing heat, exposing sizzling muscles beneath. Dark red blood vaporized into mist the moment it seeped out, and even his bones began to soften, dripping down the mountainside like wax from a candle exposed to fierce flames, dissolving bit by bit in utter despair.

The excruciating pain almost shattered his consciousness, yet his eyes burned with unending resentment, fixing themselves upon Qin Tian's impassive face.

He ceased begging, forcing out a hoarse, fractured voice from his throat, "Qin Tian... the Shengongsi Clan will never forgive you... I will await you in hell!"

As his words faded, his head finally succumbed, exploding amidst the tribulation flames. His entire being disintegrated into drifting ashes, scattered by the icy abyss's biting wind.

At this critical juncture, a faint, dark gray thread materialized from the ashes, slithering like a viper directly towards Qin Tian's chest.

This was a peculiar bloodline secret technique belonging to the Shengongsi Clan, known as the "Calamity Curse." Upon the death of a clan member, a sliver of their original Power of Resentment would coalesce into a curse, attaching itself to the slayer.

In game terminology, this curse would reduce the recipient's "Luck Value by 50," triggering continuous misfortune. More frighteningly, it functioned as a homing beacon, enabling the Shengongsi Clan to pinpoint the slayer's location with unerring accuracy for relentless pursuit.