"Shatter for !"
The burly man twisted in mid-air, and the Thunder God’s mighty hamr descended with the force of ten thousand pounds onto the center of the demon army.
At the mont the hamrhead touched the ground, a loud "boom" erupted, with deep blue lightning spreading madly outwards from the hamrhead like a web. The fine strands of lightning wove into a massive electric net, covering an area of several thousand ters.
The demons touched by the lightning, whether they were mutilated foot soldiers or hard-shelled elites, were instantly charred black, letting out shrill screams before turning into flying ash scattered across the sky.
"Such a domineering power of the Thunder God!"
Qin Tian’s eyes narrowed slightly. His Celestial Punishnt Divine Thunder was a top-tier Thunder Talent, but compared to the Odinson Clan’s lightning, both its destructive power and its ferocity were far inferior.
As soon as the Odinson Clan’s thunder subsided, the Xiao Family’s camp in the northeast burst into a burning aura.
"Five Wheels of Departing Fire, Heaven Burning!"
Five young n in red robes stepped forward in unison, the pale golden flas around them surging suddenly. They ford seals with their hands, and five flas intertwined and rged like living creatures, eventually condensing into a giant flaming disc several hundred ters in diater.
The edges of the disc ford into sharp, gear-like shapes, emitting a "hissing" sound as it spun, the air itself burning and warping.
"Go!" With a command from Xiao Lie, the son of the Xiao Clan leader, the flaming disc shot into the demon army like a launched cannonball. The ice layers it passed over instantly lted into water, which was then vaporized by the high temperatures into white mist.
The disc spun rapidly within the demon horde, resembling a gigantic flaming saw. Any demon in its path, whether clawing or biting, was instantly shredded, not even having ti to scream before being reduced to ash.
Oddly, with each demon consud, the disc grew larger, and the golden flas burned even fiercer, even burning away the surrounding miasma.
"Roar—" Finally unable to bear it, the Tier Seven demon leader with two horns charged forward, gathering gray-black demonic energy in its claws and striking down at the flaming disc fiercely.
However, the flas of the Heaven Burning bloodline countered the sinister demonic energy. With a "sizzle," the demonic energy was instantly consud, and the disc directly collided with the demon leader’s rock armor, slicing through its hard shell like cutting through tofu. The golden flas poured through the wound into its body.
The demon leader let out a roar of agony, its massive form convulsing violently in the flas, turning into a heap of charred bones within monts.
"Our turn!" Chen Feng shouted from directly north, as the fiery aura of the Battle Lineage erupted like the blazing sun. The Chen Family mbers behind him simultaneously ford seals, their hands swiftly moving as strands of battle aura condensed into tangible light patterns.
"Great Battle Imprint!"
Dozens of light patterns gathered in the air, finally forming into a gigantic hand clad in golden battle armor, the lines on its palm clearly visible, each finger exuding an overwhelming montum.
The giant hand imprint descended like a mountain onto the demon army. The demons along its path could not resist, crushed into paste by the imnse pressure, even the hard-shelled rock demons shattering like fragile porcelain.
Where the palm wind swept, the demon’s roars ceased abruptly, leaving only a field of ice and scattered remains.
"Impressive."
Qin Tian couldn’t help but marvel. No wonder the Chen Family was recognized as the number one attack arts family in the world.
Unlike other families, the Chen Family didn’t have a specific spiritual energy attribute. Their bloodline was unique, purely born for combat. Any ordinary martial technique, in their hands, could display several or even dozens of tis its power. Moreover, their Battle Lineage allowed the Chen Family mbers to grow stronger the longer they fought.
Even the Asura, notorious for their ferocity and bloodlust, would feel intimidated in front of the Chen Family. If things got heated, the Chen Family was far more terrifying than the Asura.
As the three major Holy Blood Clans took turns striking, they tore through the demon army’s formation. At the sa ti, the other Holy Blood Clans also brought their geniuses into battle against the demons.
The talents of the major Golden Clans showed their abilities, throwing various colorful spiritual energies and martial techniques at the demon army. The scene was spectacular, a sight no movie could replicate.
Qin Tian watched the scene before him, feeling a sense of awe in his heart. These were the Empire’s top bloodline families, and entering the ruins were the geniuses from all the bloodline families. Though their numbers were less than five hundred, they displayed the aura of fifty thousand Spiritualists.
Swoosh swoosh~
Dongfang Qi and several Tier Seven Spiritualists from the Dongfang Clan ford seals with their hands, and the ground rumbled as a giant ancient-patterned wood sprang up, rapidly growing to a height of a thousand ters. The verdant spiritual energy flowed within its wooden texture; it was the Dongfang Clan’s secret clan technique—Spirit Wood Statue.
With a command of "Grow" from Dongfang Qi, countless seeds sparkling with spiritual light were cast onto the battlefield, sprouting upon landing. Ten-ter tall tree-n, clad in thick armor, wielded thick branches to smash demons; vine archers rooted at the edge of the battlefield, their branches forming bowstrings, firing spiritual energy-infused wooden arrows that pierced demon skulls with precision; while cannibal flowers, with gaping maws, devoured nearby demons instantly. The entire Dongfang camp’s frontline was like a waking magical forest, using a strategy of quantity to counter quantity with remarkable results.
The other Spiritualists from the Dongfang camp turned into forest hunters, moving through the trees, specifically hunting high-tier demons that broke through the tree-n’s defenses.
Qin Tian wielded the Black Frost Long Saber, its extre cold aura causing the surrounding air to condense with white frost. He moved like a specter through the battlefield gaps, and as his body darted past, swathes of demons fell.
Yet, as he watched the still-surging tide of demons, his brows furrowed slightly—this speed was still too slow.
To him, this large-scale demon invasion was not a crisis but a perfect opportunity to harvest Evolution Points.
With a push of his toes, Qin Tian’s form suddenly suspended in mid-air, his arms slowly opening as spiritual energy surged wildly within him.
The sky above darkened instantly, thick clouds rapidly forming above his head. Purple lightning serpents road the clouds, hissing and making thunderous sounds that sent chills down the spine.
"Celestial Thunder Fall!" he murmured, and arm-thick purple lightning tore through the clouds, crashing like precision-guided blades into the densest area of the demons. The lightning illuminated the twisted faces of the demons, and each strike of purple lightning incinerated dozens of demons into ash, filling the air with a scorched sll.
Not far away, a brawny mber of the Odinson Clan had just split a demon’s head with a war axe. Catching sight of the purple thunder array in the sky, his eyes flashed with surprise, but he rely paused for half a second before infusing rune power into the axe again, responding to the oncoming demon. On this battlefield teeming with geniuses, stunning performances were just the norm.
Qin Tian’s actions didn’t draw much attention. For one, he deliberately hid his prowess, and secondly, in terms of efficiency in slaying demons, many were far superior, and even more impressive.
However, Qin Tian didn’t mind. He hadn’t entered the ruins to show off; the loot in hand was what truly mattered.
"Evolution Points 230"
"Evolution Points 591"
"Evolution Points 2346"
"..."
On the system panel, Evolution Points soared. Ever since Qin Tian evolved the "Void God Master" Holy Blood talent, he had been amassing Evolution Points, refraining from consuming any.
During his ti at the Ice Extre Pass, he had experienced several snow beast assaults and killed many from the Luoho Clan, gaining tens of millions of Evolution Points. Killing demons in the ruins sent the Evolution Points soaring again.
At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before his fourth Holy Blood talent erged.
...
Inside the ice mountain
Several voices echoed softly
"Still not opening it?"
"No rush, the Young Master is still controlling those Divine Artifacts, we can’t let the outside world disturb him. Let them fight a bit longer outside. The thousand-year seal has drained too much of our strength. Fortunately, the Young Master is awake, and all the Divine Artifacts have returned. Now, only the Ice Throne remains."
"Do you think these people can handle that problem?"
"I don’t know either, but right now, they’re the only power we can rely on."
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