I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 759 - 537: Demon’s Power, Crisis on All Fronts (Part 2)

Only the piercing wind and snow's howl echoed through the heavens and earth.

A profound silence enveloped the entire gathering.

The soldiers standing watch on the city ramparts stared, their eyes wide and mouths agape, reflecting utter disbelief. Even the usually composed Zhou Ziming, standing beside Qin Tian, exhibited a tempest of emotions within his gaze.

He had personally witnessed Qin Tian vanquish the Tier Seven Beastman Royal, Unol, in combat. However, the sheer visual spectacle of obliterating tens of thousands of snow beasts with a mere glance far surpassed the impact of a one-on-one duel.

At this very moment, his comprehension of Qin Tian's formidable power reached an entirely new and chilling depth.

"Long live the Military Lord!"

"The Military Lord is peerless!"

Thunderous acclamations erupted instantaneously, surging forward like an unstoppable tidal wave.

The soldiers hoisted their weapons skyward, their faces flushed crimson, their eyes radiating an almost fanatical adoration directed at Qin Tian.

This was indeed their Military Lord!

A steadfast bastion of Ice Extreme Pass, their eternally vigilant guardian deity!

Shua—

A blur of black and purple light streaked across the scene as Kazik materialized instantly beside Qin Tian.

It agitatedly swished its scythe-like appendages, a guttural hissing emanating from its mouthparts. It was evident that Kazik was displeased; the battle had failed to provide the expected satisfaction because Qin Tian had preempted its intended prey.

A palpable sense of unhappiness emanated from the creature.

Qin Tian let out a soft chuckle, extending a hand to gently stroke its frigid, armored cranium. "Calm yourself, Kazik. What's the hurry? There will be ample opportunities for combat. I shall arrange for you to be transported to other battlefronts later, ensuring you can indulge your desire for slaughter to your heart's content."

Upon hearing these words, Kazik finally seemed to pacify.

Elsewhere, Karsas gracefully hovered above the immense mound of snow beast carcasses. Its fingers absently turned the pages of the Soul Scripture, a subtle, spectral green luminescence enveloping it. This eerie glow drew in all the soul fragments that had not yet fully dissipated, channeling them into the Soul Scripture, tirelessly accumulating "fresh provisions" for its burgeoning army of the dead.

"My Master is truly thoughtful~" Karsas murmured aloud.

Earlier, Qin Tian had unleashed the core capability of his Eye of Fear – the Demon’s Power.

This ability manifested as a pure, area-wide psychic shockwave, analogous in effect to the Conqueror’s Haki, capable of overwhelming opponents with sheer spiritual pressure while simultaneously dredging up the most profound fears lurking within their hearts.

However, when the disparity in spiritual power between combatants reaches an extreme, insurmountable level, Demon’s Power transcends mere fainting and fear, inflicting instead a devastating, soul-shattering blow!

Presently, Qin Tian stood as a Tier Seven Spiritualist. He had not only triumphed over what was historically considered the most perilous Heart Demon Tribulation but also possessed the Orange Talent known as [Spiritual Wisdom Divine Authority]. With such an extraordinary reserve of spiritual power, even seasoned Tier Seven soul-cultivators might find themselves outmatched.

This formidable spiritual depth, even when employing the Purple Talent [Eye of Fear], was more than sufficient to annihilate this contingent of snow beasts, whose maximum combat prowess barely reached Tier Six.

Furthermore, Qin Tian’s deliberate choice to employ Demon’s Power offered two significant strategic advantages.

Firstly, it ensured the utmost preservation of the snow beast corpses. These remains constituted valuable strategic resources: their blood could be used to concoct ice-attribute potions, their hides could be fashioned into formidable winter armor, their bones served as prime material for weapon crafting, and the snow cores within them were the essential power sources for operating ice-type machinery.

Had conventional methods like electrical or fiery attacks been utilized, these snow beasts would have disintegrated into mere ash, leaving nothing of practical value behind.

Consequently, with a superior and more profitable alternative available, Qin Tian naturally opted for the course that would yield greater benefits for Ice Extreme Pass.

Secondly, this approach capitalized on the inherent advantages of spiritual power termination.

Souls annihilated by this specific force did not dissipate instantly. Instead, they transmuted into highly purified soul fragments, lingering in the environment for a brief duration.

This window provided Karsas with ample opportunity to harvest these fragments, thereby ensuring a continuous influx of sustenance to fuel the expansion of the army of the dead.

Qin Tian observed the lingering astonishment etched on Zhou Ziming’s face, a subtle smile playing on his lips. His gaze then shifted towards the approaching horde of snow beasts in the distance.

With the initial wave vanquished, there was no reason to delay in addressing the second wave, which was already en route.

In a flash of silver luminescence, Qin Tian’s form vanished without a trace.

In the subsequent moment, he was positioned high in the heavens, several kilometers away.

The tempestuous wind and snow seemed to instinctively part around him, maintaining a respectful distance and unable to encroach upon his presence.

Below, the second massive wave of snow beasts surged relentlessly forward.

The snow beasts let out ferocious roars as they charged towards Satellite City No. 5, entirely unaware of the solitary figure observing them from the lofty heights above.

Qin Tian’s expression remained composed as he initiated the same technique once more. His eyes suddenly blazed with an incandescent purple light, unleashing a terrifying spiritual pressure that cascaded downwards like an intangible, overwhelming tsunami!

Instantly, the surge of the snow beast tide ground to a halt, every beast frozen in mid-motion, the ferocity in their eyes evaporating and replaced by a deathly stillness.

The very next second, thousands of snow beasts fell like wheat under an unseen scythe, collapsing without a sound. The desolate land was swiftly carpeted by the dense forms of the slain beasts.

Within his mind, triumphant alerts of rapidly accumulating Evolution Points chimed, accompanied by a sequence of faint Talent Light Spheres that automatically flowed into his body. Qin Tian, without hesitation, channeled them into the Talent Recycling Station.

He extended a hand, and a shimmering silver Gate of Space materialized beside him.

Karsas’s form emerged from the portal. Upon witnessing the mass of snow beast carcasses and the softly drifting soul fragments below, a predatory grin spread across its gaunt features. Without a word, it eagerly plunged downwards, impatiently beginning to harvest the spectral remnants.

The immediate peril facing Satellite City No. 5 had been vanquished.

Qin Tian raised his hand once more, summoning several mirrors of ice from the very air.

Instantly, the visage of the Mirror Demon materialized within these ethereal ice panes. It had clearly undergone significant growth since its initial appearance, its eyes now brimming with a more vibrant life force.

The Mirror Demon’s potency was intrinsically linked to its Lifebound Mirror Artifact.

Qin Tian’s own Lifebound Mirror Artifact had been meticulously cultivated by Beitiao Hezi over many years, possessing an inherently high quality. Its potency was further amplified by the infusion of the Martial Immortal’s Power, elevating the mirror’s quality by several tiers. This enhancement had directly fueled the Mirror Demon’s rapid development, making it now fully on par with Beitiao Hezi’s own Mirror Demon.

"Mirror Demon, display the current situation in Satellite City No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3," Qin Tian commanded.

The Mirror Demon paused momentarily, offering a reverent nod.

In the subsequent moment, the surfaces of the three ice mirrors suspended in the air began to ripple like water. Following this aqueous distortion, the real-time scenes of each satellite city became vividly clear. Amidst the flickering light and shifting shadows, the sounds of battle—the slaughter and the tumultuous clash—seemed to pierce through the ice, their faint echoes reaching the ears.

Within the first ice mirror, the conflict at Satellite City No. 1 was visibly approaching its end.

Mountains of snow beast corpses already lay piled high outside the city’s perimeter, while the auxiliary regiments stationed there were engaged in the methodical process of clearing the battlefield.

The scene depicted in the second ice mirror was considerably more ferocious.

Outside Satellite City No. 2, Xiong and Terreda stood at the vanguard, their fearsome Divine Weapon Domains already established around them.

Within the crimson aura of the colossal battle axe’s domain, dark red shockwaves surged, and countless spectral forms of blood beasts roared and darted. Any snow beast foolish enough to cross into this zone was instantaneously ripped to shreds by an invisible, crushing force.

Terreda’s Zhanshou Saber Domain swirled with a chilling aura of impending doom, the spirit of the saber, wrapped in bandages, drifted within its confines. Each blinding flash of the blade was met with the swift demise of snow beasts.

Together, they appeared as unstoppable reapers of death, spearheading a savage charge by the Barbarian Race forces and the soldiers of the First Regiment. They carved through the snow beasts as easily as cutting grass, negating any chance of effective resistance, and the sheer scale of the beast tide visibly diminished.

In the third ice mirror, the engagement at Satellite City No. 3 also presented an encouraging outlook, albeit with a markedly distinct operational approach.

Xu Wuyang’s extensive military experience shone through; rather than charging headlong like Xiong and Terreda, he maintained a central position on the battlefield, orchestrating the troop movements with astute judgment and skillful precision.

Defense Soldiers maintained rigid formations, staunchly repelling the snow beasts’ onslaughts, while Spear Warriors, concealed behind the shield formations, delivered precise, viper-like strikes. The Mage contingent established a suppressive firepower net at the rear, consistently raining down long-range attacks.

A contingent of elite warriors, operating as an assault team under Old Ghost’s command, targeted critical weak points within the beast tide, executing surgical insertions and divisions with strategic planning.

The entire unit functioned like a perfectly synchronized set of gears, each action executed with flawless precision and utmost efficiency, devoid of any wasted movement.

Qin Tian’s gaze swept across the three ice mirrors. Based on the current trajectories, the battles at Satellite City No. 2 and No. 3 were also projected to conclude in the very near future.

As he withdrew his attention from the ice mirrors, Qin Tian was poised to issue directives for the consolidation of resources from the various battlefronts and to commence post-engagement procedures. At that precise moment, his wrist communicator emitted a series of urgent "beep beep" sounds.

"Military Lord! Emergency situation!" The voice emanating from the communicator was undeniably laced with palpable anxiety. "Aside from the four satellite cities already receiving support, the remaining four cities—No. 4, No. 6, No. 7, and No. 8—have all simultaneously transmitted distress signals indicating snow beast assaults. Each city is confronting an onslaught numbering over ten thousand heads!"