I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 948 - 620: Blood Demon Cult Headquarters, Shadowstrike Evolution_2

Moreover, to ensure the mission is foolproof, he specifically had the Ghostface bring a Tier Eight Holy Blood Human Puppet Golem, along with several Tier Seven Golems.

With such power, not to mention the targets are just Qin Tian and Xue Wuyang, two unknown individuals, even if all the forces on Mingwang Planet were to gather, they would not be a match for Ghostface.

Yet in the end, the mission still failed, and failed miserably.

He didn’t know what happened in the process, he was unclear about what kind of changes Ghostface encountered. At this moment, his only thought was to quickly retrieve the ghost coffin and recover the losses.

"Bring it back?"

The Deputy Leader’s gaze swept over the three people, his tone still calm and emotionless, but the words he spoke were like a thunderclap, fiercely exploding in their ears.

"The ghost coffin has already been destroyed."

What?!

This is impossible!

The three of them trembled fiercely, their eyes under the masks instantly showed shock and disbelief.

The ghost coffin was destroyed? How could this be possible!

As high-ranking members of the Blood Demon Cult, they knew better than anyone the terrifying nature of the ghost coffin.

It was the cult’s ultimate treasure found in an ancient relic. After a long time of research, they confirmed that the ghost coffin was a powerful relic passed down from the Great Xia Dynasty of the past two eras.

Having endured thousands of years of time, this ghost coffin had not decayed but instead continuously absorbed the yin and ghost qi of heaven and earth, growing stronger.

Such a treasure, even if a Tier Nine semi-divine being were present, it would be difficult to destroy, how could it just fall on Mingwang Planet, ruined by a task that seemed to have no suspense?

But looking at the Deputy Leader’s calm yet cold eyes, they didn’t dare to say a word.

Due to the ghost coffin having a mature and proud soul, it wasn’t bound to anyone in the Blood Demon Cult, but the Deputy Leader had the deepest connection with it.

The Deputy Leader was the clearest about the existence of the ghost coffin; he would never joke about such matters.

The Bloodthorn Masked Man opened his mouth, his throat felt as if something was blocking it, unable to say anything.

Why did it turn out like this?

With the ghost coffin destroyed, it not only meant that the Blood Demon Cult’s painstaking collection and nurturing of millions of corpse puppets would decay and turn into useless dead bodies within a month; it also meant that the cult would completely lose this immense war potential.

And all this tragedy stemmed from a plan originally thought to be infallible.

He could not imagine what Ghostface encountered during the mission—both being captured by the Judgement Court and imprisoned in the celestial prison, even the Divine Artifact-level ghost coffin ended up destroyed.

Could it be, the semi-divine of the Holy Blood Clan made a move?

Countless thoughts tangled and collided in the Bloodthorn Masked Man’s mind, confused and chaotic.

The other two cloaked figures also continued to bow their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

"Deputy Leader."

The Bloodthorn Masked Man gritted his teeth and said, "I will personally go to Mingwang Planet and definitely learn the ins and outs of the situation from Qin Tian and Xue Wuyang, giving you an explanation."

He didn’t dare say he would try to rescue Ghostface

Because that is unrealistic

Ghostface has been imprisoned by the Judgement Court, he is sure, surely within the most tightly guarded prison of the court.

To rescue someone from there, not to mention him, even if the Deputy Leader came in person, it would be a foolish dream.

Now, the only thing he wants to do is understand the events, find the culprit behind the mission’s failure, kill him, and give the Deputy Leader an explanation.

"Do you think the people of the Judgement Court are fools?"

The Deputy Leader calmly addressed the Bloodthorn Masked Man, speaking in a casual tone.

The Bloodthorn Masked Man kept his head down, not daring to speak.

He knew the Deputy Leader was right, the Judgement Court would definitely be prepared on Mingwang Planet and with Qin Tian

Perhaps, they had already laid a trap, waiting for him to walk into it.

Though he understood this, at this moment, facing the Deputy Leader’s pressure, he could only say as much to show his attitude.

The Deputy Leader coldly looked at the three, these people’s small schemes could not be hidden from him.

However, these three were pillars of the Blood Demon Cult, having already lost one Ghostface, couldn’t afford to lose more.

Nevertheless, it was impossible to let them off so easily.

Whoosh~

A piece of paper drifted out from the Deputy Leader’s wide sleeve

The Bloodthorn Masked Man immediately caught it with both hands, and the other two leaned over to see the contents on the paper.

Nine Stars Martial Gathering!

Seeing the list on the paper and the upcoming Nine Stars Martial Gathering to be held in half a year, the three were inwardly shocked.

"In half a year, bring back at least half of the people on the list."

The Deputy Leader said calmly:

"If you can’t achieve this, prepare to become human puppet golems."

Upon hearing this, the three responded in unison:

"Yes, we will ensure the task is completed."

...

Deep within the underground base of Ice Extreme Pass, Qin Tian sat by the edge of the Spirit Pool

To his left, the Black Frost Blade lay quietly across his knee, the blade gleaming with a sharp radiance, the tip of the blade subtly exhaling chills; even in stillness, it exuded an air of cutting through the world.

On his right, the Shadowstrike Sniper Rifle rested flatly, the sleek black barrel smooth and streamlined, its lines clear-cut, engraved with barely noticeable dark patterns, faintly visible in the Spirit Mist.

Qin Tian’s eyes slightly closed, his expression calm, in his palms, two spheres of radiant energy floated gently, emanating soft beams of light like two flickering stars, steadily landing on the Black Frost Blade and Shadowstrike Sniper Rifle.

These two spheres of energy were precisely the spirituality and soul essence drawn from the ghost coffin

Previously, they were forcibly shattered and looted using the Soldier Immortal talent, then precisely split in two, fully infused into these two weapons to assist their refinement and advancement.