Within the sea of consciousness, the words "Divine Weapon Emperor" completely dissipated, and two ancient characters with the power of a thousand troops appeared—[Soldier Immortal]
[Na]Soldier Immortal (Gold)
[Type]Composite Talent
[Introduction]You have reached the pinnacle of the Path of Soldiers, "unity of man and weapon, all weapons returning to the heart," not only mastering weapons but embodying the laws of soldiers. You can use your own spiritual resonance to guide the soldier spirits of heaven and earth, transforming mundane iron into spirit soldiers, or commanding an army of weapons for your use. Every gesture contains the "true aning of soldiers," making every weapon related to you a key to tilting the battlefield.
1. Immortal Soldier’s Blessing: Temporarily infuse weapons with the laws of soldiers, boosting their basic attributes by 400%—600%, forcibly awakening the seven enchantnt powers of sharpness, blood sucking, demon breaking, overload, reverberation, rejuvenation, and spirit absorption. Additionally, randomly awaken one of the three high-level enchantnts "spirit lock" (restricting target’s spiritual energy), "void tear" (tearing space), or "mountain suppress" (adding gravity suppression).
2. Immortal Charm Soul Molding: Continuously nurture weapons with your original spiritual energy, permanently enhancing their basic attributes by 1000%—1500%, optimally evolving based on weapon material and the holder’s characteristics. Simultaneously, the seven basic enchantnt powers beco permanently fixed, and the weapon soul fully awakens, deriving special abilities of the sa origin as the holder’s attributes.
3. Ten Thousand Weapons Collapse: Actively release the pressure of the soldier’s path, forming "law suppression" on the target weapon, instantly disintegrating its spiritual energy structure, leading to its control and rapid collapse. If the target weapon contains a weapon soul, directly tear the connection between the soul and the body, severely damaging the soul while converting the decomposed "soldier soul source" into nutrients for your own weapon, enhancing its spirituality limit.
4. Divine Weapon Ascension: Continuously nurture the weapon soul with the essence of the Soldier Immortal, completing the ascension of the divine weapon, and potentially deriving "weapon soul domain."
5. Lifebound Divine Weapon·Devouring Path: Select a weapon and deeply bind it as the "Lifebound Divine Weapon" using essence blood, soul source, and the laws of the Soldier Immortal. Once bound, the Lifebound Divine Weapon undergoes epic-level enhancents and can devour various divine weapons to improve its attributes.
At the mont when the words [Soldier Immortal] solidified, the void behind Qin Tian suddenly twisted, and hundreds of golden lights surged out from the void, coalescing into diverse weapon phantoms.
The blade light was like a cold moon, the spear tip like a shooting star, the sword shadow was like autumn water, the axe and halberd carried the montum of opening mountains, the staff wielded the power of earth-shattering.
Additionally, a bronze cauldron hung among the phantoms, an ancient seal stabilizing the four corners, wind chis softly ringing, dispersing demonic fog, ancient zither strings stirring to invoke spiritual energy—from killing weapons to national treasures, all suspended behind Qin Tian, interwoven golden light forming a dazzling sea of weapons, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty that made heaven and earth submit.
At the mont the Holy Blood-level talent [Soldier Immortal] awakened, a warm resonance suddenly ca from Qin Tian’s palm pressed against the throne’s armrest.
He seed to have ford a certain covenant with this divine artifact that had been frozen for thousands of years. Every pattern of the throne, every crack’s cause, even the energy entanglent point of the Demon Heart and the throne, beca clearly visible in his perception.
The demonic energy eroding the throne instantly appeared to him as flawed ants.
As this majesty spread, the battlefield below stirred.
"My sword!"
A golden bloodline genius exclaid, as the star iron battle sword in his hand violently shook, the hilt heating up as if to break free from his grasp. He clutched the hilt tightly, knuckles white from exertion, yet he still felt the sword’s inherent "yearning"—a spiritual weapon’s submission and longing for a certain power.
Ji Taiyan’s Holy Dragon Spear buzzed continuously. He hurriedly pressed on the spear shaft, his expression changing slightly: "Is this... acknowledging a new master?"
Every Empire genius’s weapon was without exception, either trembling or heating up, with so spirit soldiers even breaking free, transforming into a stream of light towards Qin Tian, only to be gently blocked back by the golden light around Qin Tian.
"What’s happening!" A mber of the Odinson family gripped tightly with both hands as Thor’s Hamr bounced wildly in his palm, "This hamr has been with for ten years, already integrated with , how could it..."
The feeling of a long-cherished "partner" wanting to join soone else was so absurd that it made him feel a sense of being "betrayed" and bewildered.
Everyone clutched their weapon tightly, their eyes shifting from shock to disbelief—their weapons, top family heritage spirit soldiers, collectively "betrayed" their masters, simply because of the man bathed in golden light in the sky.
"This is..." Up high, Lan suddenly paused, witnessing the sea of weapons’ phantom interwoven with golden brilliance around Qin Tian, and seeing the flustered state of the geniuses below, shock surfaced in his eyes.
But soon, shock turned into intense joy.
Hoo~
Golden power continuously emanated from Qin Tian’s palm, and under the effect of this power, those hideous cracks began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The spiritual energy within Qin Tian surged into the throne like a breaking flood, the [Soldier Immortal] talent granting him not only the ability to repair but also to "sublimate."
He could clearly "see" the material of the Frozen Throne evolving under the nourishnt of the golden power, the originally ice crystal texture gradually acquiring the luster of warm jade, the ancient runes on the surface relighting, glowing three tis brighter than during its peak, while the previously dissipating demonic energy was rapidly decreasing.
What!!!
Not far away, when a projection of Majari saw this scene, his expression instantly changed.
Just now, he had witnessed Qin Tian approach the Frozen Throne and place his hand on one of the throne’s cracks, yet at that ti, he had been indifferent.
A re ant that can be crushed at will, what kind of waves could it possibly stir up?
If it weren’t for his desire to "devour" these Royal Personnel and obtain more information about the Empire, they would never have survived until now.
Yet, no matter what he thought, a tiny ant has brought him such enormous trouble.
He could clearly feel that the Frozen Throne was not only recovering but also undergoing so kind of evolution.
His connection with the Heart was obviously weakening, and at the sa ti, his own power began to decline.
This small world was initially the Domain of the Frozen Throne’s Divine Artifact, most of the throne’s power was used to suppress the Heart, while the remaining power was suppressing other organizations.
The throne’s improvent caused the strength of this puppet to start dropping.
"You court death."
Majal’s roar exploded like thunder, with extre murderous intent surging in his scarlet eyes.
Boom~
His bone wings fiercely flapped like sharp blades cutting through the wind, rushing directly towards Qin Tian atop the Frozen Throne.
"Don’t even think about getting past!"
Although Xiong’s blood mist around him was not as dense as initially, it still condensed into a tangible oppression.
Its snow-white fur was stained with dark red blood, the pads of its forepaws bore fine marks, yet it still charged forward with great vigor, its palm weaving a net of thunder that crackled and struck relentlessly at Majal’s back.
The Ice Crystal Phoenix ramd solidly into the demonic silhouette, its Spirit Deer’s antlers radiating spiritual light, and golden chains wrapped tightly around Majal’s wrists like steel cables.
The armored beast’s shell had several shallow cracks, with dark green demonic blood trickling down the lines, yet it clung to Majal’s ankle like embedded iron in ice.
Lan pushed the Ice Seal Order to its extre, layering the ice shards like city walls, though he coughed up a mouthful of ice blue blood froth, his face pale, he imdiately stabilized the spiritual energy output, added a solid Ice Shield.
"You troubleso beasts!"
Majal swung his hand back, releasing dense black energy like a heavy hamr smashing into the Four Divine Beasts.
Xiong’s Qi and Blood surged, his massive body swayed but did not fall, retreating three steps before stabilizing; the Ice Crystal Phoenix’s wings drooped from the shock, yet it quickly adjusted its stance and circled again. The Spirit Deer and armored beast clenched their jaws tight despite trembling, their chain and biting force did not relax a bit.
Lan, pushed by the tumultuous air, felt a tightness in his chest, staggering back half a step but quickly regaining balance.
Seeing Qin Tian’s power growing more and more magnificent, Majal’s demonic Qi surged threefold, and from the pitch-black mist erged over ten figures—these puppets were identical to the body, their movents even swifter, with auras nearing Tier Eight, launching towards the throne from all angles to form an encirclent.
At this mont
"Follow ! Protect Qin Tian!"
Ji Taiyan’s shout exploded on the battlefield, his dragon energy surged, transforming into a brilliant golden dragon, standing first on Qin Tian’s left side, dragon claws clashing with a puppet’s talons, shaking his arm numb yet he refused to retreat.
Dongfang Qi followed closely, Azure Wood Spirit Fla condensed in his palm into a shield, blocking the attacking demonic claw from the right.
Leng Qingqiu’s fingertips launched ice shards like arrows, accurately shooting into the puppet’s eyes, creating an opening for his companions.
Hundreds of figures staggered like guardians, tightly encircling Qin Tian in the center, even mbers of the Luoho Clan and Shinguji Clan who had grudges with Qin Tian now gripped their weapons tightly, fighting to stop the assault.
Nobody held any resentnt at this mont, Qin Tian was the sole hope for reversing the battlefield, he must not be interrupted!
Seeing this, Majal’s eyes shone with even fiercer hostility
"You all must die!!!"
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